Juliet Tower

An Jiayu took a few deep breaths, and after the sudden palpitations disappeared, she shook her completely stiff arm before she could look at Qiao Yumian's face again.

I don't know if I don't look at it, but as soon as I looked up, I saw Qiao Yumian's expression of panic, entanglement and self-blame.

"What's the matter, you?" He pretended to easily change the melted lollipop from the left cheek to the right, and waved his hand in front of Qiao Yumian's eyes, "Why are you so stupid?"

"...It's nothing..." The boy let out a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumped, and his chest was slightly folded.

"Straighten up." An Jiayu patted him on the back, and walked slowly towards the library with him, "Qiao Yumian, are you not happy today?" He shook his head, this person is rarely happy , but the air pressure is lower today.He adjusted his wording and asked again, "Are you particularly unhappy today?"

Qiao Yumian paused, but did not deny it.

Seeing Xu Manman by accident last night, he couldn't get rid of the depression in his chest.At this moment, he suddenly wanted to ask An Jiayu a question, a slightly abrupt and offensive question.

Especially when this person looked directly at him so sincerely, the bright eyes were like a window on a high place, as long as he dared to climb up and push the window open, he could get fresh air.

"...When your parents... divorced, who did you go with?"

"My mother." An Jiayu was taken aback, then slowly turned to face him, "Isn't it usually with my mother?"

They stood face to face in front of the empty library, the early spring wind stopped suddenly, and the surroundings were so quiet that it seemed that everything in the world was holding their breath in order to spy on the dark spot in his heart.

"Then, you...do you hate your father?" He couldn't say it, but he still mustered up the courage. After asking the question, he was ashamed, but he felt a different kind of joy. He didn't seem to need a definite answer, just needed To say it, someone needs to know how boring he is.With such a mouthful of turbid air, he no longer had to worry that he would suddenly suffocate at a certain moment.

"Don't bite, it's made of paper, it will become bitter after a long time. Let go." An Jiayu didn't answer in a hurry, reached out and gently lifted the bare paper stick from his clenched teeth, the candy at the tip was just there Bitten to pieces by him, scattered on the tip of the tongue like glass shards.

Qiao Yu opened his mouth in a daze, and the man took away the paper sticks, and threw two sticks into the trash bin not far away like playing darts. The accuracy was not good, and they hit the barrel and fell to the ground.

An Jiayu pouted regretfully, stepped forward, picked up the paper stick and put it in the trash can, and then walked back to him: "It's their choice for them to divorce, and it has nothing to do with me, as long as he doesn't intend to hurt me and me." My mom, it’s not my turn to hate my dad.” He paused, but didn’t show any dissatisfaction with this extremely personal issue, “Besides, hating is a particularly consuming thing, I’m so busy, I have to study and have to Practicing the piano, taking care of the little fat man, and growing flowers, how can you have the energy, right?"

An Jiayu tilted his head following the rhetorical question at the end of the sentence, like a patient kindergarten teacher checking whether the children understood what he said.

Seeing him so calm, Qiao Yumian felt relieved, but wanted to laugh a little: "When was the last time you bathed Joe?" Things, "What concentration do you need for rose water-soluble fertilizer in spring?"

"Ah?" An Jiayu was taken aback for a moment, then his voice weakened, "What, what fat?"

"It's nothing, let's do the questions."

"Last time... I must remember the last time I took a shower..." They entered the library one after the other.

Of course I will remember, because An Jiayu only let Chinchilla go in and have a good time when Joe bought the bath sand for the first week of his stay.As for why Qiao Yumian knew, it was because he was consuming and supplementing the subsequent bath sand and molar sticks. An Jiayu seemed to have completely forgotten that this little fat man needed to take a bath, just like he forgot that although succulents are resistant to drought, they are also broken. You can't go without watering for half a month.

March [-]st was a Sunday, and the school didn't want to start school a week earlier, but postponed it by a day.After each class holds a class meeting, distributes teaching aids, and collects homework, the students are free to move around.Half of them voluntarily stayed in the classroom for self-study, and the other half chose to go back to the dormitory or go to the library.

Qiao Yumian didn't want to go home, so she stayed in her seat and opened the new teaching assistant to test the results of the preview for these days.

"Little Qiao." He just plugged in the earphones and buried his head in the pile of books. A bright face appeared on the opposite side, close at hand, and a few strands of slightly curly brown hair fell on his exercise book.An Jiayu came into his classroom, and the students around him looked over one after another, and they got used to lowering their heads to do their own business. It seemed that no one cared about the uninvited guest in this liberal arts class, and some even waved to him from afar.

Afraid of disturbing other students, Qiao Yumian dragged him out of the classroom: "What's wrong?"

"Follow me." An Jiayu grabbed his wrist with his backhand and was about to take him away.

"Where are you going?" He looked at the violin on An Jiayu's back and said, "Are you going to practice the piano?"

"I won't practice today, I'll take you to Lucky Star! I made an appointment last night, and I can touch the white whale!"

"……Um?"

The "Lucky Star" he mentioned is an old-fashioned playground not far from their school. The distance by bus is only half an hour away. They are older than them. It is said that it was the first playground where they could have close contact with marine animals. , every weekend and holiday in the first few years of its opening, the park is the most densely populated place in the city, not one of them.Qiao Yumian remembered that she had been there twice, but she didn't remember much about the first time, and only remembered that it was a family of three.The second time was the elementary school autumn outing with teachers and classmates. I watched the dolphin and seal show, and the mother’s brand love lunch that I carried from home was kicked over by the noisy classmates.

Now many years have passed, with bigger venues, newer, more complete and more exciting playgrounds, aquariums, and ocean worlds have been built one after another. "Lucky Star" is a matter of course, and gradually fades out of the public eye, and it is no longer noisy as before.

Qiao Yumian almost forgot about this place.

"Why are you standing there, go and pack your things." An Jiayu pushed him.

"...Let's not go, I have to write the newly issued exercise book..." Qiao Yumian smiled, "I'm old enough to touch the white whale..."

"How old are you? You are still underage." The other party glanced at him, walked into the classroom on his own initiative, and quickly began to pack his schoolbag for him, "You can write the exercise book tomorrow, and you can write the day after tomorrow. There is no rush. I will tell you Said, that white whale is very magical, it can sing when I play the violin!"

Qiao Yumian looked around. Fortunately, most of the students who stayed in the classroom for self-study were wearing earphones, and his seat happened to be in the back row, so no one was looking at them.He pressed An Jiayu's hand hard and shook his head. He didn't understand why this person insisted on going to the playground the day before school started, and he wasn't a primary school student.

As if he hadn't expected to meet such a firm resistance, An Jiayu bit his lip in dissatisfaction, broke free from his hand, and said as if no one else was there: "Even a superman can't spin continuously for 365 days."

"...Superman can't, but I can." Qiao Yumian felt helpless.He really doesn't have that American time to go to any playground.

"365 days? Not even a day?"

"Ah."

An Jiayu suddenly smiled slyly: "But this year is a leap year, and even God will give you an extra day." He took off the violin case behind his back and put it on the desk in front of him, opened it, and tuned the violin while Qiao Yumian was dumbfounded. Putting a bow, standing among the desks and chairs, played an untimely and beautiful melody.

Everyone turned their heads, took off their earphones, and looked at each other amidst the gorgeous and melodious music.

The sound of the piano not only disturbed this classroom, but soon, there were students from the next class poking their heads in the corridor outside the window.

An Jiayu is calm and full of aura. He didn't pull any Paganini or Sibelius, but even if it's just a familiar tribute to love, it still makes people feel like a spring breeze.The performer stretched his limbs and his eyes were bright, and the audience calmed down from the shock, and quietly immersed themselves in this unexpected surprise.

At the end of the song, An Jiayu let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the shocked and slightly embarrassed Qiao Yumian and said generously: "I wanted to listen to you alone, but you didn't come with me. What's the date today?"

Qiao Yumian stood under the intertwined gazes of everyone. He knew that today is March [-]st, but he never realized it: "It's...my birthday...thank you."

"Let's go, at least let me treat you to a cake." An Jiayu put the violin back into the box, carried it on his shoulder, picked up his schoolbag and went out first.

Qiao Yumian followed in a daze, and when she walked out of the back door of the classroom, a few words came from behind: "Happy birthday, Xiao Qiao!"

He turned his head, and there were several familiar faces smiling at him.

The author says:

The boy is 17 years old~