Song of Qingqiu

17

The next day, the two of Mo Bai got on the cruise ship going out to sea together.

Soon, the boat arrived at a small island in the sea.The island is surrounded by water, it is not big, and it is so plain that there is nothing special about it.It's just that the weather is so good, and the sea water is so clear that tourists can even see their own shadows.

"Come on, let's go snorkeling." Mo Yuan took her hand.

Bai Qian was stunned, looked at Mo Yuan, muttered for a while, and then said, "I, I'm actually not very good at swimming, and I get dizzy when I see water. Otherwise, I'll just sit on the beach. Go play and ignore me."

But Mo Yuan held onto her tightly: "You should try it. It's not difficult at all."

The water in this section of snorkeling is not deep, under the bright sun, there is a shallow but changing light, which is quite different from the stormy waves in Bai Qian's mind, this place is so peaceful that it looks like a bay.But even so, she has only posed a few times in the swimming pool, and she is still very afraid of really burying herself underwater.

"Just do what the coach tells you." Mo Yuan relaxed and clearly reminded her of the essentials.

Bai Qian plucked up her courage and submerged herself in the sea.The sea is the sea after all, no matter how shallow it is.As soon as she entered the water, the buoyancy of the sea swept her over.There was a panic.She just felt helpless.Surrounded by water, there is no foothold, no point of strength, and no sense of direction.And the action essentials have long been forgotten because of nervousness.Only fear seized her heart.Struggling left and right, but still can't get rid of the huge but invisible force of the sea.

Just then, a hand grabbed her.She was startled.I just felt that I was firmly grasped and clenched by that hand.Her heart suddenly became stable, and she immediately had a sense of direction.She knew that the person who caught her was Mo Yuan.She just wondered why she had such great confidence in a person she didn't know very well. She just knew that it was fine to follow him, and she didn't have to think about anything.

She opened her eyes and saw Mo Yuan giving her a thumbs up underwater.He is encouraging her.Then, she followed Mo Yuan and let Mo Yuan pull her to swim on the seabed.Only then did she discover that the seabed is so wonderful.Pink corals sway slowly in the water, and there are occasional small fish wandering past.The rays of the sun filled the quiet and mysterious underwater with colors, and she realized that there was a new and interesting world here, and she could be so close to this world.

At this moment, Mo Yuan's heart was rippling like the sea.He always felt that his life was like a symphony.The melody is sonorous, although there are deviations, occasional modulations, sadness and sorrow, but it still stubbornly sings generously towards the main tune.As for love, he has never really experienced it, nor has he gotten close to any girl.It's not that I don't want to.He also envied the heart-wrenching love stories in the lyrics, and he also wanted to sit by someone's window with a guitar and sing for her alone.He even knew that in his 30s, he should settle down and find someone to marry and have children.It's just that it seems that God's will tricks people, the more they want what they want, the more they can meet but not ask for.

But now, the girl beside him always made him feel a little different.He couldn't help but admit that she was good-looking, and very good-looking.But he knew that he was not superficial enough to be tempted by the girl's beauty.He couldn't tell if it was the blank expression on his face when he saw her standing by the piano that day, which made him feel for the first time that someone could finally understand his heart through the sound of the piano.Or was it that she walked in the cold wind that day with such a helpless expression that aroused his impulse and desire to protect her?He couldn't tell at all.

He just felt that he was underwater, and he was in the mask, hiding himself, but he could pull her, lead her, protect her, and be so close to her, which was really good.In his heart, she is like a nocturne played by only a violin, without complex orchestration, without ups and downs, and without too much force, but lingering and gentle, which just soothes his heart that is always wandering. in the heart.