I play the piano in the comprehensive world

The last time Goujuanjing came to Yokohama was several years ago. After being frightened and crying by the barbarian hanging high in the sky, he rarely came to Yokohama to see his father.

Everything seems like yesterday.

He glanced at the sky through the glass, and the huge black vortex was the same as before.Probably to the gods, this time is just a drop in the ocean.

The last time he went back, he still had the comfort of Culolido.

The depressed dog Juanjing walked into the supermarket, bought the things on the list, and instead of walking towards home, he looked at the sign on the beach and walked towards the beach.

Ryoko asked him to come out, with the intention of letting him take a walk to relax.

He doesn't want to go home now either.

The lost wound is slowly healing, but the pain is still there.He stood by the sea and took a deep breath. It was evening again this day.

The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled the entire sea surface, and the sparkling sea surface was like a paper surface for random writing, painted with a warm color by the sun, from red to orange, with purple in orange.

Standing in front of the sea, people will feel small, and the smallness will lead to inevitable fear.

"It's so beautiful." Gou Juanjing sighed.

Under the sea level of Yokohama, there is a dark gray stone, which is as unremarkable as many rocks. Even if it is picked up by someone, it will be thrown back into the sea, but the color is slightly lighter at this time. a little.

While Gou Juanjing was looking at the sea in a daze, a girl suddenly came beside him.

A girl still wearing a school uniform stepped on the guardrail, she looked only eleven or twelve years old, half of her body leaned out, and shouted loudly to the sea: "Hate!"

"Arima is a... idiot!—"

"idiot--!"

"White - idiot - woo woo woo..."

Shouting and shouting, she cried herself, and the tears flowed down. She wiped her hands indiscriminately, squatted on the ground hugging her knees and curled up into a small ball, and her long black hair fell to the ground along with her movements. on the ground.

Just when Gou Juanjing was still hesitating whether to pass the paper or leave her alone space, the other party had already spotted him.The girl with long black hair had tears in her eyes, and her face turned red when she saw someone.When Gou Juanjing was still in a dilemma, she sniffed and said in a very nasal voice, "Is there any paper?"

Gou Juanjing frantically dug out a pack of tissues and passed them over. The girl wiped her eyes, sniffed and took it.

It took her a while to calm down, and she returned the paper with some embarrassment. "Why do you look surprised? Is this the first time you see a girl cry?"

"...No, I..." Gou Juanjing turned his head to look at the sea surface. In just a short while, more than half of the setting sun had gone down, and it would sink below the sea level in a while.

"This." The girl laughed with tears in her eyes, "If you shout out at this time, it seems that the bad mood will fall with Father Sun. When I get up tomorrow, I will be much more comfortable."

"Are you going to shout too?"

"……Um."

Gou Juanjing stood on the guardrail at her instigation, his gaze was fixed on the sea, and the afterglow disappeared bit by bit, just like that day.

Thinking of this, his tears fell.

He pulled off his mask and shouted with all his might:

"I miss you so much--"

"...I miss you so much—"

"I..." Gou Juanjing took a deep breath, the sun was only a little bit left, "—bye, teacher!"

The girl stared blankly at his profile.

Her face suddenly flushed red: "...you are a dog!"

There were still tears in Gou Juan Jing's eyes.

He is still not very used to this moment of being recognized suddenly and being called out by his name in a tone of surprise and surprise.Not a big deal though.

After shouting, he felt much more comfortable, and he was still in the mood to smile at the girl. "Hello."

The girl laughed through her tears, "I didn't expect you to have such a personality, it's so nice..."

"My name is Emi Ikawa, and I also learn piano. I have listened to all of your Basai repertoire." The girl stood side by side with Gou Jue, looking at the sparkling sea. "But I already have the best piano player in my heart, so you can only be ranked second."

Gou Juanjing asked: "Firstly, is there any horse you just called?"

"Yeah." She looked much calmer than before, "But he doesn't play the piano anymore, and it was because of him that I took the piano path."

"That coward!"

Gou Juanjing: "So you have to give up with him now?"

"Just—don't!" Ikawa grimaced, his eyes determined: "Because he's an idiot! Even without him, I'll keep going."

"At most, it's just a little bit of regret."

Gou Juanjing smiled and looked at this hard-spoken and soft-hearted girl.

"You have to stick to it together." Ikawa brushed her hair behind her ears. After venting, the girl jumped off the railing with a sense of relief. "Your piano voice is so gentle!" After speaking, the girl waved to him. He waved his hand and walked away chicly.

Looking at her leaving back, Gou Juanjing suddenly smiled.

What a wonderful encounter.

But Gou Juanjing is in a much better mood.

It was already dark, and in the dark sky, no one noticed that the huge eye seemed to blink silently.

He came home with a bag of vegetables, and Liang Zi took the initiative to go to the door to greet him.

She carefully observed her son's expression, "Did something good happen?"

Gou Juanjing stretched out his arms to hug his mother, and the tacit understanding between mother and child made everything go without saying.

The younger brother also ran over when he saw it, "Nini, I want to give you a hug too!"

He had to bend down and pick him up.

Peace is around your feet.

Goujuan's father stopped doing it when he saw it, "Xiao Jing, give me a hug!"

He couldn't laugh or cry and hugged his father again.

Ya also hugged him and his youngest son, and said: "There is a musical instrument store at the two intersections directly down the stairs, and there is a treasured piano in it."

"it is good."

The next day, Gou Juanjing found the shop that Yaya said. The quaint storefront was incompatible with the bustling Yokohama. It was more like a miracle shop at the corner of a street intersection. A grand piano is far from the piano store that Goujuanjing and Atobe have been to.

But this kind of store is very textured.

Like a little surprise hidden in the cracks of time.

When the door was opened, there was still the sound of a bell ringing. Gou Juanjing looked up and saw that it was a brass bell.

"Welcome." The shop owner is an old man with a beard. His beard is neatly trimmed, he wears a pair of tortoiseshell glasses, and a knitted hat on his head. He holds a newspaper and greets him unhurriedly. No point of coming out from behind the counter to entertain guests.

After Gou Juanjing nodded to him, he carefully looked at the musical instruments in the entire store.

The store looks small, but there is a world inside the store.Violins, violas and cellos are neatly arranged in a row, as well as various wind instruments, which fill the entire store.

But there is only one piano here.

His gaze caught the shopkeeper's attention.

"Play it if you like." The shopkeeper put down the newspaper, revealing his eyes, old age made his eyes no longer clear, but they were still clear. "You play the piano, don't you?"

Gou Juanjing nodded, sat in front of the piano and tried to play a note or two.

It looks like an ordinary piano, but the sound is beautiful.

Gou Juanjing thought for a long time, from Chopin's "Piano Sonata No. [-] in B-flat Minor" to Frey's "Awakening Time"*, and the last thing he remembered was "Little Star Variations".

He still remembers the magician fooling him that "Little Star" is a must-have repertoire for every piano boy, but in fact it is not the case at all.

But...it doesn't matter anymore.

The young man sat on the piano bench, brushed the keys, and saluted solemnly before he began to play this piece, which is easy to say, or hard to say.

He didn't go to the highest level of difficulty, nor did he follow the score completely, but kept changing the rhythm and ornamental notes according to his mood, and even the repeated passages were very capricious, just like he practiced piano when he was a child.

At this time, Culolido, who was sitting by and listening, would show a slightly distressed expression, seemingly helpless with his little waywardness, and would soon laugh again, "That's okay, it sounds very interesting."

Thinking of this, Gou Juanjing's mouth curled up.

The happy note caught the shopkeeper's attention. He put down the newspaper, took off his glasses, and looked carefully at the dog.The young man sitting by the window was tall and straight, his long hair swayed slightly with his movements, and the sunlight slanted into the room from the window, casting a faint shadow on him.Wearing a mask, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he must be smiling at this moment.

Laughing, dancing, and crying too.

As we all know, "Little Star Variations" is adapted from the French ballad "Oh!Mom, please listen to me" was originally a childish song that expressed the desire to have fun in the taste of children, but after collective chanting and unconscious adaptation, the later creation has been far from the original.

Now the juvenile's performance is also a kind of secondary creation.

To the store owner, his current song is a sad and beautiful core wrapped in a happy shell, and it keeps going up and up, like sending thoughts to a relative who has become a star, "I miss you very much, but I Also very good."

What a surprise.

The teenager's performance also attracted many passers-by.

It is neither rare nor unusual. It has an inexplicable magic that attracts people's attention, so passers-by can't help but stop and listen.

This is probably the charm of music.