forgotten island

After the word "hopeless", the two fell into a long silence, and no one spoke again. It was not until the door of the store was opened again, and the wind chimes swayed a few times, that Mo Shen didn't move. Turning sideways, he brought something up and put it on the table. Nan Qing knew what it was when he saw the shape.

"It's specially made for you." After speaking, he pushed in the direction of Nanqing, and turned away awkwardly.

Nan Qing came out in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts. Looking at the exquisitely packaged shell in front of him, he knew that the things inside would not be cheap: "I came out in a hurry. I didn't prepare any gifts for you."

Mo Shen: "I didn't ask you for a gift to give it to you."

"Is it expensive?"

"good."

Nan Qing didn't go to get it.

Mo Shen saw that Nan Qing hadn't moved, so he stretched out his hand and pushed it again; "Take it, don't grind it, I don't need it, so I will throw it away if you don't want it."

As soon as Nan Qing heard that he was going to throw it, he immediately stretched out his hand and pulled it to his side. Mo Shen has always kept his promise: "Thank you, Mo Shen."

Mo Shen: "If you want to thank me, leave Zhang Chengyi quickly."

Nan Qing stopped talking, and stared blankly at one place.Seeing him like this, Mo Shen didn't say anything, and waved his hands: "Forget it, people like you won't turn back until you get hit and broken. Let's go to school later?"

Nan Qing's somewhat swaying eyes focused together and nodded.

After drinking, the two of them went to the school together and strolled around casually. After a few years, nothing seemed to have changed. The two of them walked to the rehearsal room tacitly.Fortunately, it was class time, and there was no one in the rehearsal room. Two people pushed the door. Maybe they were lucky. The door was unlocked. There were many musical instruments inside. Mo Shen leaned on the door and whistled: "Do you want to touch it?" one time?"

Nan Qing was stunned for a moment, looked at the cello not far away, and involuntarily picked up his pants, but did not step forward.

"I'll accompany you." After speaking, he walked straight to a piano, raised his hand and flipped it over, opened the piano cover, played a few keys casually, then turned to Nan Qing and said, "Come here, Nan Qing."

Nan Qing moved his foot lightly.

Mo Shen had already sat down.

Mo Shen's back is very straight. He has always been different from others. People who play the piano are either gentle and elegant, or cold and arrogant. It would be in a suit and leather shoes, but Mo Shen didn't want to do that. He had tattoos and his hair was dyed in random colors, which didn't fit in with the black and white piano. It seemed as if he wanted to assimilate the piano with him.

Nan Qing likes this kind of Mo Shen very much, he is unrestrained, unrestrained, unrestrained, and will not be tied down by anything.

"Nanqing, hurry up. Someone will come later." Mo Shen said.

Nan Qing withdrew his gaze, and finally strode to the cello. He sat down slowly, raised his hand and tuned it.

"The same?" Mo Shen asked.

Nan Qing: "Well, it's the same."

When the first bass key of the piano was pressed, Nan Qing also played the first note.

It's been a long time since I touched the piano, and Nan Qing could obviously feel unfamiliar and uncomfortable.Together with the hand holding the bow trembling slightly, he thought of the girl hidden in the violin case by himself, which he bought with hard work to save money. It's so beautiful, but I hid it for so long...

Nan Qing made a wrong sound.

Mo Shen naturally recognized it, and he smiled: "Don't be nervous, just treat it as being in college. We just finished eating and came here to practice the song. But there is no sun today."

Yes, it rained yesterday, but the sun is hidden today, just like his piano.

Nan Qing took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened them again, his hands stopped shaking.

The two work together very well, ending on the last chord.

Immediately afterwards, a light suddenly flashed in front of them, and the two of them only turned on one light, so they were blinded by the flickering light.

"I'm sorry, the scene just now was so beautiful, so I just took a picture. If you don't mind, I can delete it." A long-haired girl stood at the door with a piano on her back, holding her phone in embarrassment.

Before Nan Qing opened his mouth, Mo Shen had already said: "It's okay." Then he stood up and walked to Nan Qing's side and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go."

The two walked out one after the other, and then had lunch. Mo Shen's family had something to do, so the two broke up.

Nan Qing went home by car alone. The house was still empty. He went straight upstairs and opened the gift Mo Shen gave him. It was an extremely good piano bow. Nan Qing touched it very carefully. , and then put it into the piano case, he looked at the piano in front of him, his eyes were a little hot, and finally he closed his eyes cruelly, and closed the piano case.

In the middle of the night, Nan Qing couldn't sleep, and the scene of the rehearsal room was always in his mind. He got up from the bed, walked to his piano box, and opened it again, but this time he took his dream out of the box. Zhang Chengyi was not there, and he was the only one in the house. In fact, it doesn't matter if you pull it, right, as long as Zhang Chengyi doesn't find out.

With the bow in his hand, he was still hesitating. He had played the piano before, as a friend at Zhang Chengyi's birthday party, but when the party was over, Zhang Chengyi was furious. It didn't take long for them to spread rumors that Zhang Chengyi had raised a child. There was a rumor of a beautiful canary, and Zhang Chengyi hadn't appeared for a long time. He didn't know why Zhang Chengyi didn't drive him away in the end, but simply didn't let him touch the piano again.

It seems that since then, Zhang Chengyi no longer kept him alone.

Nan Qing forcibly pulled his thoughts back, and put his lonely eyes on the piano. He sighed very softly, and finally played the first note.

The next day, after Nanqing had breakfast, Zhang Chengyi called and asked him to deliver a document.Nan Qing immediately packed up and went to Zhang Chengyi's company with the documents.

People in the company didn't know Nanqing, but Zhang Chengyi's assistant Jiang Yan said hello, and Nanqing went in smoothly. Jiang Yan didn't know what he was busy with but didn't see anyone, and Nanqing didn't know anyone else. Fearing that Zhang Chengyi's documents were needed urgently, he walked towards the office by himself. Nan Qing had been to the company a few times, but always when there was no one around.

Zhang Chengyi's office has to pass through a long corridor. There are paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor. Zhang Chengyi mentioned that it was drawn by a disabled person. The light and shadow are drawn very well, and there will be a bird and a sunflower under each painting. It is his lover and himself.Nan Qing liked it quite a bit, but he didn't know whether he liked painting or the meaning of the bottom of the painting.

He admired the painting, and soon came to the door.

He tidied up his clothes and knocked on the door. Someone inside seemed to hum. Nan Qing thought it was a promise, so he pushed the door open, but he didn't expect such a scene to enter. It was the work table, which was very messy, many things fell on the ground, and there was a man lying on the table.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhang Chengyi raised his head and looked over. When he saw Nan Qing, his expression changed slightly, but immediately returned to normal. He pulled a piece of clothing and covered the man.

"Where's Jiang Yanren? Don't you know how to knock on the door? Put your things down and get out immediately."

It's one thing to know there are people outside Zhang Chengyi, but it's another thing to see them

Accompanied by Zhang Chengyi's words, Nan Qing's heart was instantly crushed, and his limbs began to feel cold. He opened his mouth to explain, but found that he could not control his mouth at all. He glanced at the document in his hand and used He walked to the table with all his strength, then controlled himself with the greatest concentration in his life, calmly placed the document on the table carefully, and then took a step back slowly. His foot accidentally stepped on something, and he bowed his head. Look, I used byt.He suddenly lost his strength and stood still.

And Zhang Chengyi's patience was about to run out. Anyone who saw this appearance would feel bad. He casually picked up the folder on the table and threw it over. The folder brushed against Nan Qing's forehead with the wind.

"Get out." Zhang Chengyi's tone was very unfriendly.

Nan Qing struggled to wake up after being hit so suddenly. He only felt that his vision was a bit blurred. He slowly raised his head, but he didn't look at Zhang Chengyi, so he didn't catch Zhang Chengyi's slightly stunned expression. Nan Qing looked at Zhang Chengyi Nodded: "I'm sorry."

Turn the voice, close the door, and leave.All in one go.

He stood at the door, staring blankly at the light coming from the crack of the door, and after a few seconds, he seemed to think of something and said to himself: "I'm knocking."

……

Nan Qing didn't know how he got out of the company, and he also didn't feel the eyes of others.He stood under the tall building, as small as an ant.

He looked at the dusty sky in some confusion, and suddenly didn't understand what he wanted.

"Mr. Nanqing?" A voice came from behind. Nanqing paused for a second before looking back. Turning around, he saw Jiang Yan standing not far away.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yan's anxious tone sounded: "Are you injured?"

It was only then that Nan Qing realized that his eyes were a little red. He slowly raised his hand to touch it, it was wet, and then put his hand in front of his eyes, his fingers were stained with blood. Wiping his face vigorously with his arm, the blood was wiped away, making him look even more hideous and terrifying.

"I'll take you upstairs to deal with it." After speaking, Jiang Yan took a few steps closer to Nanqing.

Nan Qing groaned, looked at Jiang Yan who was approaching, and took a step back, with a painful look on his face, he didn't want to go up, he didn't want to come here again: "I'm fine." His voice was slightly choked, and Nan Qing was stubborn pressed down.

Jiang Yan abruptly stopped his steps forward. He looked at the person in front of him, helpless and in pain. He didn't dare to move forward, so he could only watch him turn around, watch him huddled in his white shirt, and look at him. Watching him disappear on the road little by little, watching him hide in the gloomy clouds, and disappearing in front of his eyes together with his shadow.