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On the way back, Nanfeng didn't speak. Aimo sat in the back row and let out a sneer.

"Your little bamboo horse is really good, and you can even say things like 'I live only for you'. If you really want to die so much, why do you want to die?"

He poked his index finger into his ear and pursed his lips in disdain.

"Right here, stick it in with chopsticks, snap, it's a hundred. Where is so much nonsense. ”

Nanfeng closed her eyes as if she was tired, her hands subconsciously clenched the steering wheel, and when she opened her eyes again, she gave Aimo a cold look from the rearview mirror.

"Shut up. Her voice was cold, "...... You don't know anything. ”

"I don't know what?" "Aimo laughed out loud as if he was enraged, "Who doesn't know about you and your little bamboo horse?

Ulla——————

The tires make a screeching braking sound against the ground. Nanfeng turned his head sharply, no one knew where she got the hand/gun from, no one knew where she was coming from so fast, the car was not yet stable, and the silver gun/muzzle had been stuffed into Aimo's mouth.

"I said, 'Shut up.'" A fierce color appeared in her eyes, "One more word, and I will collapse you." ”

Anyone could see that Southwind wasn't joking. Even Aimo, who loves to die so much, can't help but clamp her tail in her gaze, and she no longer dares to jump blindly.

"You don't know anything. She withdrew her hand/gun, "So don't say him in that tone." ”

Aimo shrugged his shoulders and leaned back, leaning back in his seat, raising an eyebrow at the south wind.

"Well, I don't know. What about you? What do you know?"

Southwind turned around and started the car again. She looked at the road for a long time before answering Aimo's question.

"I've forgotten what happened at that time. ”

The only thing that was clear was the woman who looked down on her with cold eyes in the midst of the rainstorm, above the ruins. The torrential rain swept across the land, washing away the blood, and the rain merged into a blood-red river on the ground, carrying her blood with it to unknown places, and the sound of the rain was so loud in her ears that it almost roared.

In the noisy silence, only her voice was so clear.

"I did it. ”

When she said this, the woman was still smiling.

The sound of the rain, the words, and the laughter, along with the sharp pain in her back, were deeply imprinted in the memory, as clear as yesterday, and as long as the south wind thought about it for a moment, even the bloody breath seemed to linger on the tip of the nose.

Forcibly waving the flashback memory out of his mind, Nanfeng's voice was lowered.

"But I know that Yunjing used to want to be a pianist. ”

He Yang was in the passenger seat and subconsciously glanced at her. However, Nanfeng didn't pay attention to his gaze and continued to speak.

"That kind of thing probably doesn't make sense to you, Aimo. ”

Aimo didn't speak.

"The town I was born in is more appropriate to be called a township than a town. It was very remote and backward, until the fourth grade of primary school, there was no heating in our school, and we could only bake the stove in winter. Nanfeng said calmly, "Yunjing's family is the richest in our town, and we will send him to the county town every week to learn piano." In our place, he is the only one who has a piano and only he can play it. He taught me when I went to his house to play. ”

Nanfeng tugged at the corners of his mouth slightly, and he didn't know whether he was laughing or sad for a while.

"But I'm too stupid to even learn Little Star. ”

The red light came on, and she pulled the car over. No one spoke in the car for a while, and after a while, the voice of the south wind sounded again.

"If you know him before, you'll understand. ”

Understand what?

Understand many, many things. Understand what he once had and what he completely lost. Understand what kind of pain he lives in.

Then you'll understand why he's the way he is.

When the countdown ended, the light jumped to green, and the south wind started the car and drove ahead with the traffic.

Memories always come by the way. Nanfeng suddenly remembered that there were a lot of tulips planted in the courtyard of Yunjing's house, red, yellow and purple tulips, and they were really beautiful when they bloomed. His mother also gave her a plant, but unfortunately her family couldn't support it, and she died not long after. The body of the withered flower was thrown out by the stepfather along with the dirt, and a filthy mark was smashed on the concrete pavement. She quietly picked up the flowers and buried them in the yard.

Do you feel that way? Something that was rarely seen in childhood, even when you grow up, you find that it can be seen everywhere, and there is nothing unusual, but the memory still retains the shock and emotion of seeing it for the first time. Because for you as a young person, those things are the new world.

For the south wind, the cloud view is like that.

Whether it's a piano or a tulip, for a girl in a remote town, it's all something that only has TV and books. What should I say? Foreign, novel, expensive? It's about that.

Even now, an upright piano of 10,000 yuan is naturally not comparable to a grand piano of several million, those cheap and ordinary tulips are not comparable to the carefully cultivated and expensive varieties that Nanfeng saw later, and even Yunjing's piano skills are completely unqualified to compare with a pianist like He Yang who can perform in Vienna. However, for the south wind, or rather, for the south wind when he was a child, the cloudscape was a kind of longing. The highest longing that appeared in front of a small-town girl.

Even though time has passed, things are not people, but this longing still remains in her heart.

Like Yunjing himself, it is the last warmth left over from the past.

"Has Yunjing also learned piano?" He Yang suddenly asked.

"Learned. Nanfeng's voice lowered, "It's just that he hurt his tendon when he cut his wrist later, and he can't play the piano anymore." ”

Or rather, when he chose to commit suicide by cutting his wrists, he had completely given up the piano.

“…… Is it. ”

"I don't have much musical talent, and I can't tell if he plays well or not. ”

In fact, for the south wind, it is unknown whether it can hear the incompleteness of a song.

"He really likes the piano, though. ”

"Then what did you like when you were a child?" He Yang's question turned to Nanfeng.

Nanfeng thought about it, and for a while he couldn't think of what he liked when he was a child.

“…… It's all nonsense. Playing in the sand, playing sand, dressing up the family wine or something...... The ones that children often play with. If you want to say what you like in particular, I'll ...... for a while."

No.

Nanfeng suddenly remembered.

“…… There are also yes. ”

He Yang was curious: "What?"

"Hide and seek. ”

"Huh?"

By the way, there have been times like that.

Nanfeng's gaze froze for a moment.

"Should I say it's an unfinished building or something...... We have a ruined construction site in that area, and it is said that it was wanted to build a factory but it was not built, and children often go there to play. It was a natural playground where we used to play hide and seek, and that was probably my favorite game at the time. ”

Why do you forget jì?

"That's where I am...... Meet Lynn's. ”

The woman who turned this place into hell in the future.

At the mention of Lin, Nanfeng instantly lost his interest in talking. Seeing her expression, He Yang didn't say anything more, and Aimo had already been taught a lesson to keep his mouth shut. The three of them returned to He Yang's house without saying a word, and Aimo got out of the car halfway, and it was said that he was going to spend the night with one of his old lovers. Nanfeng has only two words about this.

"Get out of here. ”

"Don't overdo it, there may be tasks at any time lately. ”

"I knew the goddess, you loved me~" Aimo leaned over with a hippie smile and was slapped away by Nanfeng, "Okay, okay, I know, it's just that hunting cannibalism incident, right?

"Who knows. Nanfeng didn't have a good face when he mentioned Hua Xu, "The execution department now only has you and I waiting in the department before they are sick or sick, and there is a great possibility that this guy will be handed over to us." As for the leader's sympathy...... You think he has that thing, are you making me laugh?"

"That's right. Aimo sighed regretfully, "I took sick leave on my last mission, and this time I will probably be locked up in a dark room for a month by the boss...... I have no choice but to ask my old lover to be gentle tonight. ”

“……”

Nanfeng didn't want to deal with him at all.

However, she forgot that there was a He Yang in the car.

"I wanted to ask before......" He Yang touched his chin and spoke, "Aimo, why did you enter the hospital?"

Nanfeng's eyes widened suddenly!

However, at this time, it was too late to cover He Yang's mouth or Aimo's. So she could only watch as Aimo covered her face and writhed shyly on the spot, and her face flushed with an unknown flush.

"Actually, it's nothing~" Aimo blushed and gave the answer, "When people stuffed the small steel balls from [] into [], one of them didn't pay attention to the thread breaking, and the 84 small steel balls were left in the [] and couldn't be taken out, so I had to go to the hospital for a knife~"

He Yang & Nanfeng: "...................................................................................."

No, I don't want to know at all!

Nanfeng looked into the distance, and his eyes were already blank.

"I spent a lot of money to not be on the news social page, in order to prevent the doctor from posting this on Weibo and Moments, I also wasted a lot of thoughts, this is not good in the Internet era......"

He Yang & Nanfeng: "...... Shut up, dead M. ”

Aimo: "Boom. ”

The two of them drove away quickly under Aimo's "you bully QAQ" gaze, as if they wanted to get rid of the psychological shadow left by this dead M, and drove the car fast along the way. It didn't take long to get home. Nanfeng parked the car and quickly went back to the house to take a battle shower, as if to wash away the smell of the hospital and Aimo's words. When she came out of the drying hair, she saw He Yang sitting by the piano, playing a tune very smoothly.

…… He played the little star.

Nanfeng couldn't help but wonder for a moment if Aimo had smashed He Yang's brain while she wasn't paying attention.

Seeing Nanfeng coming out, He Yang smiled and beckoned to her. Nanfeng hesitated, but walked over.

He Yang let go of the piano bench and motioned for Nanfeng to sit down.

"Why?"

Nanfeng sat down puzzled, He Yang smiled slightly, and didn't explain much, only held her right wrist from the side, and rested her right hand on the black and white keys of the piano.

"I'll teach you how to play. He put her fingers in the right position, "Little Star." ”

“…… You're really sick in the head, aren't you?"

"But you want to learn. He Yang put her left hand on the keys, "I was thinking before, you should like the piano very much." ”

"Why do you think so?"

"If you really don't like it, you won't remember it so clearly. There was a slight smile in He Yang's voice, "You said that you like hide and seek the most, but you have to think about it before you can say it." If you don't like the piano, you can't remember anything like that, do you?"

What he said made so much sense that Nanfeng was speechless.

Come to think of it, she does like the piano. It was a deeply buried longing. For a girl in a small town, even an electronic piano of 1,000 yuan is a bit too expensive, not to mention that there is no teacher in the town who teaches musical instruments. Even if she wanted to study, she didn't have anywhere to study, and the tuition fees for enrolling in classes and the transportation expenses to the county seat once a week were indeed too burdensome for her working-class family. This fee is enough to make a little girl forget her little dreams, or rather, fantasies.

…… Dreaming of becoming a pianist, it turns out that she has had such a time.

He Yang leaned over slightly, surrounded her from behind, his hand covered the back of her hand, and taught her the basic fingering hand by hand, the fingering at the beginning was not difficult, plus He Yang spoke very vividly, Nanfeng gradually listened to it, and unconsciously, the taut back of his hand relaxed like this.

"The key is...... Yes, put your hand here, and that's it when you come...... Well, you're doing a great job, let's connect and give it a try......"

Nanfeng's fingers learned He Yang's movements jerky, and after a while, he gradually became fluent. The childish melody took shape at her fingertips, dancing with He Yang's fingers, again and again, until the tune became smooth.

"Isn't that a good play?"

He Yang said with a smile.

Nanfeng was stunned for a moment. Then I remembered what I said before, "But I'm too stupid to even learn Little Star." ”

“…… You're a man. ”

She sighed helplessly. The corners of his mouth were unconsciously hooked.

Nanfeng didn't notice what a soft smile she was showing at the moment.