dance with you

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Through the dark corridor, they came to the room at the end.After Zhui Shengling pushed open the door, the room was pitch black, Zhui Shengling wanted to turn on the light, but the boy stopped him.

"So be it."

The boy went straight in, opened the curtains, a full moon was hanging outside the window, and the bright light flowed in, spreading on the piano in front of the window.The boy's hand gently touched the piano cover, and he lowered his head to meditate. The moonlight seemed to cover him with a shining feather coat. He was alone in the clearness, looking extraordinarily lonely and melancholy.

Zhui Shengling looked at him, feeling startled, as if the person in front of him might turn into moonlight and disappear from his eyes every second, Zhui Shengling couldn't help but walked up, and asked softly:

"Is this your mother's room?"

There is a vertical photo frame on the piano. In the photo is a black-haired boy, leaning against a gentle and beautiful woman, smiling peacefully and happily. It is definitely not the sad boy in front of him.

"..." The boy bowed his head in silence.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked..."

"Yes. It's my mother's..."

The boy answered slowly, and lifted the piano cover with difficulty.The exposed black and white piano keys seemed to reflect the light under the moonlight. The boy Ruyu's fingers lightly placed on it, and after a while, he pressed a key lightly, and the clear but lonely sound seemed to be here. Hollow echoes of the silent night.

"...I don't know how to play the piano."

The boy murmured softly, as if talking to himself.Cone Shengling couldn't see his expression, but he was inexplicably aroused by that voice.

"My mother will, she plays the piano here every night, the beautiful tune can be heard in my room with the window open, and I will sleep with the sound of the piano on my pillow, just like a lullaby that must be played every night... —But, starting tonight..."

The boy's fingers slid slowly over the keys, pressing irregular notes one after another as if with great effort.He kept sliding his fingers like this, until—until, tears fell down and hit the keys below.Painful, cold, pale tears, broken in the moonlight.In an instant, the heart of Cone Shengling seemed to be torn apart!

"From tonight, there will be no more...never again...they're dead...all dead...just today...but I'm going to pretend nothing happened...as if they're still with me By my side... But, it's gone after all! The sound of the piano, it's gone! I can't hear it anymore!..."

The boy murmured blankly.Cone Shengling couldn't continue watching this scene!He didn't know why he felt so sorry for a strange child he met for the first time, but, but, when he saw that finger sliding helplessly on the keys, Zhuo Shengling could no longer restrain his impulse and rushed forward He hugged the crying child tightly in his arms!

Suddenly being hugged, the boy froze!He didn't move for a long time, neither did Zhuo Shengling, they just kept this posture.After a long time, the wine-red eyes and long eyelashes finally trembled, and slowly drooped down to cover up the sadness in the eyes. The boy said lightly:

"You can play the piano, so please play one for me..."

Cone born zero and boys sit side by side in front of the piano:

"Why should I play and listen to you. It doesn't matter if you don't, I'll teach you."

Zhui Shengling took the young man's hand and placed it on the piano according to the correct posture. His own hand covered the back of the boy's hand. With the young man's fingers, he slowly pressed the first key on the piano. , then the second, the third...

On this full moon night, everything seemed to be sleeping peacefully in the moonlight, only the sound of the zither echoed in the air, and every note seemed to express a quiet memory.Zhui Shengling is so close to that person, so close that Zhui Shengling seems to be able to hear his heartbeat and feel his breathing, every little detail makes Zhui Shengling's heart tremble, just like seeing a lotus flower The unspeakable throbbing at the moment of first blooming.

"What song is this?" the boy asked him quietly.

Cone Shengling also said softly: "It's just a melody without a name. If you like it, the right to name it will be transferred to you."

The boy didn't say a word, just played the melody over and over again with the help of Cone Shengling, as if he wanted to engrave this melody, together with tonight's wind and tonight's moonlight, firmly in his heart...

By the time Conisheng Linghe boy returned to his room, the moon had already risen far away from the window and into the heart of heaven.This early spring night was really chilly, Zhui Shengling walked to the window and wanted to close the window, but just as he stretched out his hand out of the window, he was gently pulled behind him.Zhui Shengling turned his head, saw the boy looking up at him, and whispered:

"It's just tonight, can you stay here with me..."

Zhui Shengling smiled, bent down, picked up the boy, and whispered in his ear:

"of course."

The windows were left open as they were, and the occasional cool breeze was actually really nice.Cone Shengling was lying in the rocking chair by the window, the boy curled up in his arms, grabbed the clothes on his chest, and rested his head on Cone Shengling's heart.

Cone Shengling's hands gently stroked the soft black hair, and his deep voice slowly said like a lullaby:

"Go to sleep. This is the saddest night. After tonight, everything will be fine, believe me, everything will be fine..."

The boy is silent.Cone Shengling patted his back lightly, carefully rocking the rocking chair.Just when he thought the boy had fallen asleep, he suddenly felt a little wet on his chest. Then, he heard the boy's small voice, nasally saying:

"Sorry……"

Cone Shengling said softly: "What's wrong?"

The boy didn't answer again, and Zhuo Shengling didn't rush him. He waited patiently, and waited until Zhui Shengling almost fell asleep, but the boy suddenly spoke again, in a trembling voice, and said in a low voice:

"I'm sorry...the reason I'm talking to you so much is because...I know...you're going to die."

Hearing such words suddenly, Zhuo Shengling was stunned!Then I heard the boy continue:

"In your body... there are three kinds of strange and powerful blood that are eroding you... Even...you look healthy now, but your body temperature has exposed everything, and your hands are as cold as ice, because ...Your life is almost exhausted..."

While the boy was talking intermittently, he felt that the clothes on his chest were getting more wet!That body was trembling slightly in his arms, which made Zhui Shengling feel distressed uncontrollably. He actually forgot about his own life and death, and instead comforted the boy:

"It's okay, birth, old age, sickness and death are destiny, I can take it lightly, don't be sad, let alone, it's not yours..."

"No, no, that's not the case!"

But the boy shook his head in pain, abruptly interrupting Zhuo Shengling's words!He raised his hand, wrapped his arms around the neck of Zhuo Shengling, and cried in the ear of Zhui Shengling:

"I don't want you to die! I don't want to! I could have saved you, but now I can't choose to save you...!"

The boy was crying bitterly, and the heart of Zhui Shengling couldn't help shaking violently!Why, he is obviously a restrained and restrained child, but he cries bitterly over the life and death of a stranger like himself?For a moment, Zhui Shengling actually felt in a trance, as if he would also feel heartache for his tears——in the dark, it seemed that there was an invisible thread long ago, holding him and him together.

Thinking of this, Zhui Shengling suddenly calmed down inexplicably, as if shrouded in a soft light of fate, Zhui Shengling's heart became clear.Cone Shengling patted the boy's back lightly, and said softly:

"Don't cry, don't cry. Don't worry, I won't die."

The boy looked up at him with misty tearful eyes.Looking at the big wet eyes that were full of tears, Zhui Shengling showed a smile unknowingly:

"I promise you, I will not die. I will live well and see you next time, and I will greet you with a smile."

Seeing that the boy was still in a daze, Zhuo Shengling stretched out his little finger of his right hand and shook it at the boy:

"The hook is guaranteed. This is an agreement between us~"

The boy hesitated, and the fingers of Zhui Shengling had already reached out and hooked up with his little fingers.The boy looked at his fingers in a daze, then raised his head to look at Zhui Shengling in a daze——suddenly, he also showed a smile to Zhui Shengling. Under the moonlight, that shallow smile was like a gift from God. Wine.

"Actually... I haven't asked your name yet..."

Cone Shengling said in a low voice.That person leaned over to his ear, and whispered out his name as if telling a secret.The moment he caught that name, Zhuo Shengling actually had a feeling of enlightenment, as if a thunderbolt rolled into his heart:

——Ah, so it is...!

The night was fading, the moon was silent, and even the wind seemed to be holding its breath.

Cone Shengling hugged the boy and lay in the rocking chair.Tonight is peaceful and peaceful, thousands of words and thoughts are sent to that deep dreamland...

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"—Zero! Zero...wake up!"

Cone Shengling was awakened by the assistant's call.

Cone Shengling was still lying in the rocking chair, just like the second before consciousness disappeared.The only difference is - when Zhui Sheng subconsciously looked into his arms, he found that there was no one in his arms.What about the person who was supposed to be sleeping in his arms? ... Zhui Shengling was suddenly a little dazed, the night wind blowing in from the window next to him made him shiver from the cold.Seeing his trembling, the assistant became even more anxious, and blurted out:

"Why did you sleep here? The windows are still open! What should I do if I catch a cold?!"

Zhui Shengling didn't answer him, but instead asked the assistant blankly: "Where's that child? Did you go back?"

"Where did the child come from? Where did a child come from this deep mountain, are you dreaming?"

The assistant's words woke up the dreamer!Cone Shengling couldn't help looking around—the wine bottle was still on the table beside him, and he had only tasted half of the sweetness in it, while outside the window, the moon had just risen and was still hanging on the window eaves, quietly and coldly Staring at him intently, as if laughing at Zhuo Shengling's dream talk.

"Really...really just a dream...?" Zhui Shengling unconsciously supported his head and murmured.However, this dream was too clear and real. When the child leaned against his ear and whispered his name to him, he could still feel the itchy breath, but... just... that What is the child's name?Cone Shengling actually found that he couldn't remember!

"Woo..." Zhui Shengling hugged his head in pain, the child's eyes were weeping for his "death", but he couldn't remember what the child looked like!It is the first time that Zhuo Shengling hates his rapidly lost memory like this. Those important people and things slip away easily like quicksand, and Zhui Shengling is not given a chance to choose at all!Once, Cone Shengling comforted himself that his brain was probably the same as the immune system, and automatically deleted some memories for him, because those memories were poisonous, and he could live a better life only by forgetting those things.But now, Cone Shengling could no longer use this reason to convince himself!Among those forgotten things, is there any one that makes Zhuo Sheng zero regret for a lifetime?Even if it's painful, he doesn't want to forget it!

Seeing Zhui Shengling struggling, the assistant's tone softened, coaxing him:

"Don't think about it, go to bed and sleep..."

As soon as the assistant's words fell, Zhuo Shengling's body froze in a flash!After a while, he slowly straightened up—the boy seemed to be searching for something in the air, and asked the assistant blankly:

"Did you hear...the piano?..."

The assistant was startled: "No, it's so late, and here again, how could there be a piano sound?"

"Impossible, I heard... the sound of the piano, the same melody that I taught him to play in the dream... floated in from the window..."

Cone Shengling murmured persistently.He stood up as if possessed, walked to the window, looked out the window, and then walked to the door, wanting to go out.

"...Zero!" The assistant couldn't help being anxious, and hurriedly tried to hold him back, but Ling had already walked out the door.The assistant hurriedly chased him out, only to see Zhui Shengling staggering along the corridor to the end.There was a room at the end of the corridor. Cone Shengling took a deep breath, put his hand on the doorknob, and twisted - only to find that the door was locked!

Cone Shengling seemed to wake up completely from a dream!When he woke up, the piano sound that he could hear clearly just a second ago also disappeared, and Zhui Shengling stood in front of the door in a daze, looking at the door that was locked coldly to him.The assistant also caught up, grabbed Zhui Shengling, and hurriedly said:

"Zero, only your room is open on this floor! Go back!"

It turns out...it turns out it's really just a sweet dream!Cone Shengling no longer resisted, turned his head silently, and with the support of his assistant, slowly walked back to his room the same way.

Because of this, Ji Shengling didn't know that when the door of his room was closed, the door that was originally locked here opened quietly - the black-haired man stood alone at the door, his wine-red eyes stared at the darkness, flowing With inexplicable sadness.

The author has something to say:

It's better to explain it, it involves slight spoilers:

Cone Shengling met Jiu Lanshu when he was a child, and Ling came to the night when Jiu Lanshu's parents were killed when he was a child. . .This manor was originally Jiu Lanshu's home.It can be understood that Cone Shengling passed back [Mud] or the space overlapped or something. .I personally prefer the latter interpretation

So everything is not a dream, the piece played by Zhuo Sheng Ling Jiaoshu will appear later. . [Actually, it appeared before, but no one remembers it ==