I don't know whether it's because the school has not changed much or because Luo Muxiu is paying attention to this place. Luo Musiu is very familiar with this place.
He took Ye Wan to visit the school's cafeteria, dormitory building, library, and finally the school's music classroom.
The Conservatory of Music has many self-employed teachers, and students who stay in school during vacations often go to the classroom to practice repertoire spontaneously. Luo Muchiu specially took Ye Wan to the music classroom during lunch time, and there was almost no one in the classroom.
Ye Wan pushed Luo Muxiu into a classroom. There was a pure black piano in the classroom. The piano looked a bit expensive and had been wiped clean even during the holiday.
Ye Wan pushed Luo Muchiu over, and out of curiosity, reached out and pressed the keys.
Perhaps because of frequent use, the sound was accurate, but the sound quality was not as good as the concerts Luo Muxiu took Ye Wan to listen to before.
"Axiu, can you play this?"
"Do you want to hear me play?"
Luo Muchiu asked back, Ye Wan's eyes widened in surprise, and then she nodded vigorously.
She originally just asked tentatively, but she didn't expect that Luo Musiu could really play and was willing to play for her.
Luo Muchiu had never touched a musical instrument before when he was abroad.
"I can't move my legs, please step on them for me."
Luo Muchiu said, Ye Wan immediately found a stool and sat down next to him.
At first, when Luo Muxiu told Ye Wan that she was a student at the Conservatory of Music, Ye Wan didn't quite believe it. Luo Muxiu took her to see many musical instruments and taught her how to use them, but she had no idea at all. Recalling the memory of these instruments, even if I remember the method he said and tried several times, I still can't play a piece of music skillfully.
Although she wasn't good at playing, Ye Wan was still very good at helping with the piano.
"I'm ready!"
Ye Wan said excitedly that she was wearing a pair of white shoes that were convenient for walking today, and they stepped firmly on the pedals. Luo Musiu raised his hand and pressed on the black and white keys.
Ye Wanyu knew that his hands were very beautiful, but when his hands were placed on the keys, they became even more slender and well-proportioned, as beautiful as if they were filming a beautiful scene in a movie.
Ye Wan was a little lost in thought, and Luo Muxiu pressed the keys.
A crisp sound brought Ye Wan back from her thoughts. Ye Wan concentrated on helping to step on the pedal. After Luo Muchiu tried playing a few keys, his hand movements suddenly accelerated, and the music that fell in Ye Wan's ears became brisk and skipping. , Ye Wan unconsciously nodded along with this melody and shook her body slightly.
This was a piece of music that Ye Wan had never heard before in her memory. Although the melody was unfamiliar, the cheerfulness conveyed by the music made her uncontrollably bend her eyes and raise the corners of her lips.
As she listened, she felt that she was not in the middle of winter, but on a crisp autumn day. The bright sunshine was shining through the gaps between the golden leaves. She was riding a bicycle on the school boulevard, and the gentle wind blew from She looked at the sun across her cheek, feeling extremely excited to meet the person she liked and tell him the great news.
How could anyone write such a beautiful melody?
Ye Wan was completely immersed in the music, but the music stopped suddenly. Ye Wan turned her head and looked at Luo Muchiu: "Did I get too involved and forget to step on it?"
"no."
Luo Muxiu shook his head. His chest was rising and falling a little, and his breathing was a little rapid. He pressed his hands on the keys, and his face was so heavy that it scared Ye Wan.
Ye Wan instinctively wanted to escape, but her whole body seemed to be sealed on the chair, unable to move at all.
"This piece of music has only been written up to this point, and half of it is still unfinished."
He said, his voice was very low, and his face was stained with grief that Ye Wan had never seen in the past two years. The grief was so deep that it seemed to have been engraved into his bone marrow, and Ye Wan couldn't help but follow him even as he watched. It hurts.
"Why haven't you finished writing it?"
Although she was scared, Ye Wan still followed Luo Muxiu's words and asked, because she knew that he wanted her to continue asking.
He brought her here, and everything he showed her was showing her another person's world.
Luo Muxiu looked at Ye Wan intently. They were sitting very close to each other, so close that Ye Wan could see his anxious and uneasy expression in his pupils.
She didn't know how to hide it at all, so she easily wrote her fear and anxiety on her face. However, Mr. Luo, who was usually so indulgent and distressed about her, had no intention of stopping at all. He looked at her one after another and said He uttered the most calm and cruel words: "Because the person who wrote this piece of music had an accident and can no longer finish writing this piece of music."
So... what kind of accident was it? And why would there be an accident?
Ye Wan should have continued to ask like this, but she did not have the courage. Like a lonely child with nothing, she looked at Luo Muchiu longingly, secretly hoping that he would stop and stop continuing this topic.
It's a pity that Luo Muchiu didn't hear the prayer in her heart. Without her asking, he just followed the topic and said: "The person who wrote this song got admission to a foreign music school that he wanted to go to." Notice, and the reason why she wanted to go to that school so much was because that school was in the city where the person she liked lived. She wanted to study there so that she could be closer to him. This song was when she left school. She originally planned to finish the song before meeting the person she likes, and then fill in the lyrics to express her love to the person she likes.”
This sounds very romantic.
A girl, for the sake of the person she likes, has the courage like a moth to a flame. She can travel across the ocean to be with the person she likes, regardless of mountains and rivers, and even write a song and sing it for him to listen to.
This is such a pure and passionate love.
But how could the song that the girl wrote for the person she liked be played so skillfully by Luo Musiu?
The answer was ready to come out, but Ye Wan didn't want to know at all. She shook her head resistingly, with water in her eyes, trying to arouse Luo Musiu's pity: "Axiu, I'm hungry, let's go eat first, wait. After filling your stomach, can you tell me a story?"
"This story is very short and will be finished right away."
Luo Muchiu insisted, but Ye Wan felt that he was not saying that the story was short, but that the relationship between them was short and everything should go back to where it started.
Ye Wan remembers nothing, knows nothing, has no way to resist, and can only wait for Luo Muchiu to pronounce his sentence.
Luo Muchiu seemed to find that this decision was a bit too cruel, and gave Ye Wan a light kiss before pronouncing the sentence.
The kiss clearly fell on the forehead, but it burned into Ye Wan's heart like a branding iron. It gave off a burning smell and hurt so much that she almost couldn't breathe. Then she heard Luo Musiu murmur firmly and guiltily: "Wanwan, I'm sorry, it's I lied to you."
