Overtone

Facing the bow, Xiao Cheng just smiled. He held the violin in his left hand, and held the place where Qi Ye was holding the bow with his other hand. He leaned slightly and gave a gentleman's salute gracefully.

Not to mention, it's quite Romeo.

Seeing this, Qi Ye laughed out loud, and imitated him and returned the salute.

Since we got together, he hasn't seen Professor Xiao's coldness for a long time, and it's a bit strange when he thinks about it.

Of course, he also doesn't want to see him again, without this M-shaking attribute.

After the two of them had had enough messing around, Qi Ye began to think about the ensemble.

He hasn't played the piano for a long time.

When I was a child, I followed the big army and was forced by my parents to learn piano for a few years, and my level reached its peak at that time.Not to mention playing in an ensemble, even figuring it out alone, it is estimated that there will be bumps and bumps.

Xiao Cheng seemed to know what he was thinking.

He took out the violin sheet music from a side cabinet, then picked up the violin, and played a few empty strings.

"I'm not very good at it either." He said, "Let's practice together."

"You are helping the poor, Professor Xiao." Seeing Xiao Cheng like this, Qi Ye was suddenly happy.

Sitting in front of the piano, he tightened the braid that Xiao Cheng had tied just now, and then he pinched the knuckles of his fingers and asked seriously: "Try the first few bars first?"

They practiced like this all afternoon.

The presentation effect is actually not important anymore.

Because this has turned into a musical narrative, and those words that have been said and those that have not been said are all hidden in it at the moment.

They didn't come out of the piano room until after seven o'clock in the evening.

Although Xiao Cheng was fine after speaking, Qi Ye knew that he was busy with the evaluation of associate professor recently and often worked overtime until late at night.

Xiao Cheng used to be a lecturer when he wanted to go out to perform on tour, but he didn't meet a good opportunity, so he had to be a guest professor.Now that I'm back, it's time to go up again.

"Call the car back first." Qi Ye stood under the telegraph pole and lit it with Xiao Cheng's fire.

Xiao Cheng looked at him: "What about you?"

"I'll wait for that kid Zhou Qun." Qi Ye took a puff of smoke, squinted his eyes and said, "The colleague who organized the talent show asked him to drink, and I'll go to ask about the situation by the way."

Seeing Xiao Cheng's eyes, Qi Ye smiled: "It's not decided yet, don't be so reluctant."

In fact, he has hidden his own selfishness. Although there is a high probability that this matter will not happen, he may come here for the audition, so he takes it as a chance for himself.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Cheng asked.

Qi Ye touched his chin for a while, picked up a cigarette and leaned closer: "I miss you."

The words were smoother than expected, and the face was not red. It seemed that he would not be ashamed if he practiced more.

Xiao Cheng couldn't help but laugh. He leaned on the railing beside him and lit a cigarette, smoking with Qi Ye.

At this moment, Qi Ye's cell phone rang.

It was still the loud ringtone, he waved his hand a little apologetically: "I still forgot to tune it back... I'll answer the call first."

It was Zhou Qun who called, saying that he couldn't do it tonight, and he couldn't meet until tomorrow night.And Qi Ye didn't rush to meet up tonight, so he asked Zhou Qun to pick a restaurant and have a good chat without drinking.

During the phone call, Xiao Cheng heard something strange, he turned around and went into the piano shop again, and when Qi Ye hung up the phone, he came out with a box full of music scores and program: "I'll take you back."

After speaking, the taxi came.

This is what Xiao Cheng just called on the software. He didn't give Qi Ye any more chances to feel sorry for him to work overtime and let him go back to rest first. If he wanted to leave, he had to go together.

When Qi Ye woke up the next day, Xiao Cheng had already sent the place where he met Zhou Sijia tonight to his mobile phone.

--Town square.

This is a site invested by rich people in Hong Kong. It has been planned since Qi Ye graduated from Bei Piao, and finally built a shopping mall for high-end luxury goods.

Maybe the positioning is a bit high, and the passenger flow is not large on weekdays, so you can directly see the other end from one end of the floor.

Qi Ye found the guitar score of "Confession Night" from yesterday's box, recalled the manuscript he had picked up before, and practiced against it for a while.

Zhou Qun sent a message at this time: "Brother, I'm going to the city square tonight, the restaurant on the 5th floor."

Qi Ye was slightly taken aback when he saw it.

His fingertips circled on the screen, then fell back to the dialog box and typed "OK".After a few seconds, he touched his chin and said to himself, "It's not such a coincidence."

To be honest, although Qi Ye was worried about the marriage contract, he was not so worried all day that he would cry like Qiong Yao.

It may be that he puts his heart on Professor Xiao, or it may be that his personality is like this.

But how should I put it, I still have an indescribable sense of escape, wanting to cover up something.

Even after thinking about it for a while, Qi Ye didn't understand much, so he told Xiao Cheng that he was going to the city square tonight.

As soon as the post was finished, Xiao Cheng called.

"I'll take you there." Xiao Cheng said.

The background sound is a bit noisy, like a call from the corridor just after class.

Qi Ye smiled, thinking about Zhou Sijia's matter, he was a bit evasive: "It's okay, I'll take the subway by myself."

After his words fell, there was silence on the phone for two seconds, and then Xiao Cheng's voice came over: "There is nothing to avoid suspicion."

"Ah?" Qi Ye was slightly taken aback, "You... heard it?"

Xiao Cheng said "um", his tone was a little light.

Qi Ye wondered if Xiao Cheng was angry, and his emotions were so straightforward that he could tell it just by listening.

"I'm not saying to avoid suspicion, but..." He looked at the eternal flowers on the shelf, his head was in a mess, "It's not convenient for you to talk about business."

"The reason is not sufficient." Xiao Cheng didn't let Qi Ye continue the topic, and said simply and neatly, "I'll pick you up."

From Qi Ye's bungalow to the city square, it takes about 10 minutes.

But it might be because of the evening rush hour. They waited a lot of red lights along the way, and almost got stuck in traffic once every other road. The road section displayed on the elevated road also changed from yellow to red.

Xiao Cheng didn't speak, and drove silently the whole time. Sometimes he couldn't move in traffic, so he would light a Marlboro, smoke quietly, shake the ash, and then twist the cigarette.

Qi Ye knew that it was the matter just now, and Xiao Cheng was furious.

That's right, Professor Xiao and Zhou Sijia had nothing to do, they were not even moved by such a deliberate arrangement in New York, and they didn't see each other a few times.

But their aboveboard relationship of lovers, at this time, they have to hide and hide, as if they can't see the light.

Everyone would be angry.

Qi Ye glanced at Xiao Cheng, thinking about saying something soothing, when he heard him say, "I'm not angry."

"Yes." Qi Ye nodded, "I know."

"A lot of times, I always feel powerless." Xiao Chengping stared at the traffic jam ahead, and said softly after a while, "I'm just angry with myself."

"No one would ask me how I feel before, and I thought it was all justified." Xiao Cheng smiled, "I have followed the rules for more than 30 years, and suddenly I feel numb. This life may pass like this, and it's fine. .”

Qi Ye turned to look at Xiao Cheng, not knowing how to comfort him.

After a few seconds, he said softly, "Actually, I was at fault for today's matter, and I didn't handle it well."

Then I heard Xiao Cheng sigh.

"I'm more afraid." His voice was very soft, "Qi Ye, every night when I go home, I'm afraid when I see an empty room."

"I'm afraid that all of this is a dream, and it's all unreal. I don't have the ability to protect the person I love the most, so I just let go and left."

Qi Ye opened his mouth, but in the end he listened quietly without saying a word.

Another red light.

Fine raindrops floated out of the car window.

Qi Ye rolled up the car window, but Xiao Cheng's side was still open. The drizzle wet the hair on his side, but he was still lighting a cigarette and ignored it.

Just as Xiao Cheng ordered another one, Qi Ye gently pressed him down.

"Stop smoking." Qi Ye grasped his hand tightly, "I'm here, I didn't run away."

He looked at Xiao Cheng's slightly sunken eyes, feeling very distressed, and said: "Wherever we go in the future, we will go together, and don't leave anyone behind."

Neither of them spoke again.

And the last section of the journey was finally smooth, and there were no more red lights.

The car drove into the underground garage.

——Empty, silent, even the sound of the door closing when they got out of the car was very obvious.

There is no one here, and the camera is not fully covered. Those emotions that need to be covered or hidden can be vented here without any scruples.

Their lips pressed together, feeling each other's heartbeat, breathing, and exchanging breaths.

This can be regarded as a private matter between lovers, and there may be the roar of strange vehicles after a while, but at this moment, they can't care about anything else.

After the kiss was over, neither of them spoke.

They were still hugging, Qi Ye rested his chin on Xiao Cheng's shoulder, and patted him on the back, as if silently comforting him.

After a long time, Qi Ye said softly to Xiao Cheng: "If you are still afraid at night, you can move to live with me."

The author says:

Try to be more on time tomorrow, good night~

感谢在2021-06-2700:06:20~2021-06-2800:38:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: ... 40 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!