Overtone

Qi Ye never thought that Xiao Cheng would say this.

The elopement mentioned in the morning, now that I think about it, is actually a very emotional catharsis, or in other words, there is no way for adults to do it.

But Xiao Cheng took it to heart, and under the stars all over the sky, like witnesses, he made a firm promise after considering it for a long time,

Qi Ye leaned against Xiao Cheng, and gently rubbed the ends of his hair with his fingertips.

They were leaning on each other, Xiao Cheng hugged him, the body temperature came through through the single clothes, warm and reliable as always.

When Qi Ye woke up the next morning, there was already smoke outside the tent.

Xiao Cheng made fruit tea, which was accompanied by the fragrance of the black tea base, which made people feel refreshed.Qi Ye squinted his eyes comfortably, stretched his waist, and was about to roll up the curtain when he suddenly looked towards the woods.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Cheng put the toast on the table and turned to ask.

Qi Ye smiled: "It's nothing."

After breakfast, one went to wash the fruit, and the other took the guitar and planned to practice again.

After sweeping the empty string a few times, Qi Ye looked towards the bushes again.

His gaze rested on a tree stump in the distance.

This is a parent-child area specially set up by the scenic spot. There are usually many children playing in the afternoon, but there are not many people at the moment.

"Come here." Qi Ye knocked on the soundboard of the guitar with his hand, and shouted again; "Do you want to hear me play the guitar?"

and did not respond.

After a while, I saw a small figure coming out from behind the jungle. He stared at Qi Ye for a long time, then ran over and sat on the grass ten meters away from Qi Ye.

The little boy was about eight years old, the same age as Qi Ye's little nephew.

The shirt on his body was wet a lot, as if he had just rolled in the mud, and he was still holding the ball in his hand.

How should I put it, seeing his appearance, Qi Ye recalled his mischievous appearance when he was a child, so he couldn't help beckoning and beckoning.

"Sit closer." Qi Ye said, and put the folding chair beside him on the ground in front of him.

The child looked at him with wide eyes, hesitating, but maybe he was too curious, his eyeballs rolled around, and he ran over with short legs.

Qi Ye was suddenly happy, and felt like a big bad wolf who lied to children.

While the child lowered his head and tossed the chair, Qi Ye put on the coat that was left on the side.

There are also tattoos on the arms, afraid of scaring children.

Meeting the boy's gaze, Qi Ye smiled: "What do you want to hear?"

The child supported his head and looked at him: "It's all right."

The voice was soft and waxy, as if he was a little timid, but maybe it was because the guitar made him too curious, or the big brother in front of him was too kind, so he soon became lively, sticking to Qi Ye and asking this and that.

Qi Ye handed the guitar over to him to see, what kind of nut, pitch point, sound hole, and everything else patiently explained.

He always liked children, but now it's okay, so he took out the guitar strap, fastened the strap nails on the guitar, and squatted down to help the boy fasten it.

At this moment, Xiao Cheng came over with a fruit basket.The boy glanced at him, and asked a little warily, "Brother, who is he?"

"The violinist." Qi Ye said with a smile, "No.1 in the orchestra."

The boy let out a "wow".

Boys of this age naturally shifted their attention quickly, and within a few seconds, he returned his attention to the guitar.

He gently touched the strings with his little hands, and played carefully for a while under Qi Ye's guidance.

Xiao Cheng divided the fruit into small boxes on the side.

Before leaving, Xiao Cheng asked Qi Ye to give the fruit box to the little boy, saying that it would be a reward, and asked him to take it to his parents, and open it if he was allowed to eat it.

The child was overjoyed at once, and shouted that he wanted to eat now.

"No." Qi Ye said, "This is a stranger's property, and you can only touch it with the permission of your parents."

"But we are friends."

A child's world is simple, everything is taken for granted, innocent.

Qi Ye still smiled and shook his head, saying that it is only fine to bring the fruit box to his parents.

The kid reluctantly agreed.

The chubby little hand was holding the fruit box, and the child muttered: "Actually, my friends and I also like to share food."

Qi Ye patted his forehead and rubbed it again.

The child looked up at him, and suddenly asked, "Are you and that elder brother also best friends?"

Qi Ye was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Of course it is."

Seeing the child running away in another direction, Qi Ye got up and looked at his back, then smiled lightly: "It's also a friend with the most different relationship."

Xiao Cheng turned to look at him and gave him the fruit box.

"This is for big friends." He kissed Qi Ye's forehead and said.

Qi Ye just laughed when he heard it. He was almost thirty, and he was a little shy when he laughed, as if his childishness hadn't faded away.

In fact, thinking about it is also true. According to his temper, it is impossible to be a guitarist for a lifetime when he gets older, so he should look farther away.After all these years, it's not that it didn't make a name for itself, but that it didn't develop at all.

From this point of view, it seems good to find a piano store to teach children guitar in the future.

They stayed another night in Ansan.

Barbecue, watching the stars, exploring temples with strange talks, all of these have been played, and I have had a lot of fun. Those disturbing things in reality have been left behind, and I haven’t even seen a corner.

There was a bit of a traffic jam on the highway at noon on Sunday, and the sun was shining directly, which made Qi Ye a little unbearable.

"Go to the back seat." Xiao Cheng put on his sunglasses, "I put a blanket just now, so I can lie down and sleep for a while."

Qi Ye responded, but said it was nothing, just treat it as a sun bath.

Seeing that he couldn't resist him, Xiao Cheng stopped at the service area to buy a sun hat and ice water.

Qi Ye got out of the car and lit a Kent.

The smoke lingered, and the sparks burned even more vigorously in the sun.

When he smokes, he always thinks about something, and so does Qi Ye, but when the lighter is lit, he habitually goes to empty it.

This state continued until a car was parked beside him.

Xiao Cheng hadn't bought water yet, Qi Ye didn't look around much, just stared at the store entrance.

Suddenly, someone nearby shouted "Brother Qi".

Qi Ye suddenly came back to his senses, followed the sound and looked over, and saw the window of the car on the side rolled down, and Zhou Qun smiled foolishly at him.

"Why are you here?"

"There's a new shed in the suburbs, so I don't need to take my brothers there on weekends to adjust the equipment." Zhou Qun said, "It's a place for auditions, and the leaders are watching, so there's no way not to work overtime."

Qi Ye nodded and threw a cigarette over.

Zhou Qun clamped his elbows on the frame of the car, exhaled the smoke, and said casually after a while: "Why is it so hot in June?"

"Yeah." Qi Ye replied, "It is estimated that in July and August, the temperature will be even higher."

"That's not necessarily true." Zhou Qun followed the topic quite naturally.He glanced into Qi Ye's car meaningfully, and smiled cheaply, "You and Professor Xiao are on good terms, it's so hot that it's like a dog's day every day."

When Qi Ye heard this, he immediately smiled and said "Get lost".

The two smoked for a while.

Seeing Xiao Cheng approaching from a distance, Qi Ye was about to twirl the smoke, but suddenly asked casually, "The draft is not over yet?"

Zhou Qun froze for a moment before realizing it.

"You mean that guitar sound?" he said, "It's almost over, it's already top ten."

Qi Ye pinched his cigarette: "That's it."

"The one I'm accepting now is an ordinary singing talent show. Of course, it would be better to have an instrument to play and sing by yourself, such as a guitar or something... But you and Professor Xiao are on fire, so you must not be interested."

Qi Ye listened to the music and said to stop making trouble.

"However—" Zhou Qun suddenly smiled mysteriously, and beckoned to Qi Ye, motioning to get closer, "This talent show has a lot of prize money, and many people sign up just for the money."

Before Qi Ye could ask how many there were, Zhou Qun snapped his fingers and matched the numbers, and the meaning was immediately understood.

"Amazing." Qi Ye sighed with a smile, and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Qun greeted Professor Xiao, and they drove away.

Before returning home, Qi Ye stooped to the bungalow again. He asked a locksmith to make two extra keys, and now he happened to go to get them.

After getting it, Qi Ye put it in his pocket and gave it to Xiao Cheng, saying that if it was too late to work overtime at night, he could go to the bungalow to rest, after all, it was closer to the Conservatory of Music.

Xiao Cheng is still in class recently, and there is no need to do anything when the job evaluation reaches the review stage, just wait.

But near the end of the term, besides taking the students to practice the violin, he also had to take a theoretical class, so it wasn't much easier. Most of the time, he would still work overtime in the college, and then go to the bar to pick up Qi Ye home.

He set the time to meet Xiao's father and Xiao's mother half a month later.

Although Xiao Cheng reassured him that it was okay, Qi Ye always had an indescribable feeling.

Maybe the sense of oppression from Xiao's mother was too strong before, or in other words, the matter of the rainy night made him always worry about Xiao Cheng involuntarily.

It's just that the date to see his parents has not yet come, and a new trouble has come.

It is still about academic journals, a paper written by Xiao Cheng in April was recently published, and the first author wrote his name.And how much effort was spent on this article, everyone can see that the first author is also well-deserved.

But then Xia Xingyan got into a fight in front of many people in the courtyard.

In fact, in the eyes of others, Mr. Xia hardly did anything.Writing the second author, and lowering the weight of the original single authorship, Professor Xiao has already given face.

However, the matter was a lot of trouble, and it finally reached the dean's ears, and he also went to Xiao Cheng and Xia Xingyan alone to find out about the situation.

When Qi Ye knew about it, Xiao Cheng told him a story in his study after finishing his work.

So I was pissed off again.

"Don't be angry." Xiao Cheng said, "The dean only asks me about superficial matters, nothing else."

Qi Ye was still frowning, Xiao Cheng got up and gently rubbed his temples.After a while, seeing that his brows relaxed a little, he asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Not good." Qi Ye said, "I'm too shameful, you, the person involved, came to comfort me."

This anger came to him, Xiao Cheng couldn't help being happy seeing him like this.

Qi Ye was angry like a child, he didn't look like he was in a bar at all, Xiao Cheng patted him on the back and coaxed him a few words.In the end, Qi Ye calmed down by himself, and said that if Xia Xingyan caused trouble again, he would find him and rush over as soon as possible.

Xiao Cheng agreed.

But think about it, even if something happened, he wouldn't call Qi Ye directly, how could he bear to make him angry again.

It seems that this is the case.

No substantial impact, the first author has not been changed, the title has been reviewed, and the review period is almost over.

As the day of the public announcement approached, Qi Ye tore another page from the calendar in his study.

Seeing that there were still three weeks left in June, he was in a daze for a while.

When Qi Ye came back to his senses, he was about to put the torn paper into his notebook when the envelope on the side fell out—this was the photo of the amusement park that Xiao's mother threw to him at that time. Qi Ye glanced at it and put it away. Notice.

That's right, they were all sneak photos of Paradise that were circulated on the Internet. Mother Xiao downloaded them and printed them out.

Thinking of this, Qi Ye lowered his head and picked up the photos one by one. The phone on the table vibrated quietly, but he didn't notice it under the notebook.

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

His gaze fell on a photo, Qi Ye looked at it for a while, then picked up the photo paper, and slowly spread it with his fingertips along the edge.

It was a candid photo he had never seen before.

The photos that were circulated on the Internet before were all single photos of Xiao Cheng, at most they only showed him staying by his side, like the photos in countless other circles, at best they were taken as a staff member by others.

But the one in my hand is an intimate photo of them—the two holding hands under the Ferris wheel, and the light from the fireworks happened to hit their faces.

Everything is crystal clear.

Qi Ye was stunned for a while, and when he regained consciousness, his fingertips were trembling.

A terrible idea, or a connection that I didn't expect at all, at this time, along with the guess, quietly took the side.

The phone vibrated crazily at this moment, Qi Ye put the photo on the table, pushed away the laptop and answered the call.

Zhou Qun's voice came in immediately, his tone was anxious, since Qi Ye knew him a few years ago, he had never heard him talk like this.

Zhou Qun reported the name of a marketing account, and then said do you know it?

Qi Ye shook his head and asked what's wrong.

"Why are you connected to the Internet like a village?" Zhou Qun said anxiously, "The photo of you holding hands was posted on the Internet, and it was coded to say that a certain music college professor came out of the closet, and now it's all on the hot search !"

The author says:

The day of the end is approaching, and the next few chapters strive to be faster.

感谢在2021-07-2400:33:22~2021-07-2500:28:38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 who threw the mines: one for idlers;

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