I asked, "Were you watching me all the time when I was performing on stage just now?" and he pointed to the guitar I was carrying, "That." I turned my head and was hit in the face by the neck, I took off the guitar and handed it to her, she didn't take it, she jumped out of bed, took a chair from the table and gave it to me, she pointed to the chair, I sat down and asked, "Do you want me to play the guitar for you?" She still didn't answer me, and climbed into bed and took out a piece of paper from under the pillow and handed it to me, I opened the paper, it was a sheet music, no lyrics, no song titles, just a simple sheet music, marked with some simple chords, I tried to play it, I didn't hear it, I looked at Rollo, she shook her head, I tried to play it down, tried to slowly pop out the whole score, played it twice, I looked at her, she stared at my right hand, I took a breath, and played this sheet skillfully. She closed her eyes and listened, as if she was intoxicated.

Rollo whispered in my ear, "If this were on the violin, it would be a very depressing song." "I can also hear that even when I play it on the guitar, it's not so cheerful or pleasant.

After I finished playing, I asked, "Who wrote this song?" She didn't answer me, jumped out of bed, took the piece of paper, folded it carefully, and put it under the pillow, and when she was done, she was the same as when we first met, sitting on the bed and pinching the rabbit in her hand.

After that day, we went to see her alone a few more times, and each time we were asked to play the song to her, and then we didn't bother with it when we were done. One time we came to the orphanage as usual, Jasmine was not there, we went to the director's office, Jasmine was standing straight inside, the rabbit had been cut by scissors and thrown on the ground, and the cotton in her belly was also scattered on the ground.

When the dean saw us coming, he hurriedly walked out and said to me, "Mr. Li, you are here." I pointed at Jasmine and asked, "What's going on?" The dean shook his head, turned around and closed the office door, and whispered to us, " Although there are no people in our hospital to sponsor, but occasionally there will be some caring people to do volunteers, by the way with some donations from caring people, and these donations we generally put in a donation box, on the downstairs you see the one, the wall next to the box is the name of those caring people, that day the yard wanted to purchase a batch of outdoor fitness equipment, so I opened the donation box, found that the money in the box is a lot less, and then some children came to tell us, that Jasmine has a lot of envelopes under the bed, so we asked her, but she didn't say anything, and then our staff really found a lot of envelopes under her bed, those envelopes are the envelopes donated by those caring people, and then we want to ask her what's going on, she can't open her mouth, has been pinching her rabbit, and then a child rushed up and snatched her rabbit and handed it to our staff, the staff pinched the rabbit and there was something wrong, so they cut it open and looked, and there were five thousand dollars in it, some scattered. After saying that, the dean sighed, and I asked again, "Then did she admit it?" The dean shook his head and said, "How can it be so easy, she won't speak." I said, "Why don't you let me try?" The dean hesitated, but nodded.

Rollo and I walked into the office, I squatted in front of Jasmine, and asked, "Jasmine, we came to see you again, this time we brought you chocolate, would you like to try it?" She lowered her head and didn't speak, Rollo took out the chocolate from the bag and gave it to me, I tore open the bag and handed it to Jasmine, Jasmine didn't be polite to me, took the chocolate and ate it. While she was eating, I picked up the cotton and rabbits scattered on the ground, I packed up and handed the rabbit to her and said: "Jasmine, you see this rabbit is so old, next time we will bring you a new one, okay?" She lowered her head and didn't speak, but her eyes were a little hesitant, I carefully pulled the rabbit out of her hand, she didn't take it again, I handed the rabbit to Rollo, who turned around and went to find a tool to sew it for her. I asked again, "Can you tell Brother Li Li what happened?" She suddenly looked at me with some anger in her eyes, and I asked again: "Brother Li Li wants to help you, can you tell my brother?" After hearing this, she just lowered her head and shouted angrily: "I didn't steal!" I nodded, put my hands on her shoulders and said, "Brother believes that you didn't steal, what is going on? You have to tell your brother and brother to help you." She bit the chocolate hard, as if the chocolate had a deep hatred with her, and kept repeating in her mouth: "It's not me, it's not me, it's not me......" I touched her head: "I know it's not Jasmine, we Jasmine are so well-behaved, how can we steal money." I saw that she was a little upset, so I didn't ask again. After a while, Luo Luo came back with the sewn rabbit, Jasmine took the rabbit, and kept stroking the traces on the belly, Luo Luo's hand was very skillful, and the sewing was very good, but there would still be traces.

In the end, I didn't ask the truth, and the dean saw that Jasmine had been silent, thinking that the money had been recovered anyway, and he wouldn't pursue it, and then it happened that something happened, and Rollo and I didn't go to the welfare home for a while. When we went again, the dean told us that Jasmine was gone, that she had secretly run away, and that they had called the police, but they still hadn't found her.

Later, when the staff in the hospital were packing up their things, they found a letter under the bed, which said that it was for "Brother Li Li". The dean called me and forwarded the letter to me. I opened the envelope, there were two pieces of paper inside, I opened the first one, it was the sheet music, I opened the second one, it was crooked handwriting, many of which were still replaced by pinyin:

Brother Li Li:

I'm Jasmine, thank you Yuan Yi for believing in me, those Qian really aren't my tou. My rabbit is called Rainbow, the rainbow was given to me by my mother when I was still at home, my mother told me, if one day I want to live alone, when I am hungry, I have what I want to play, I can open the rainbow, my mother also said, the rainbow is Xi Wang, as long as you can still see the rainbow, there must be Xi Wang, but now, the rainbow is broken.

Your wooden box that makes sounds is very similar to Mom's, and these numbers are also left to me by Mom, and the sound is different from Mom's previous box, but I still hear Mom talking, and now I'm leaving, so I'll leave Mom's voice to you.

Thank you for showing me the real rainbow photos that day, I love it, it's beautiful, I'm going to take my rainbow to get the real rainbow back. Thank you.

jasmine

Rollo and I felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know what to say, but in the end we were silent for a long time before we decided to write the lyrics to the song. We don't know Jasmine's background, we don't know Jasmine's past, what happened to her mother, what happened to her, we don't know.

The rainbow was cut by scissors, and the rainbow was cut and broken.

Mr. Peng is an uninvited guest on this street, and he seems to be out of step with this street that is too commercial. Or rather, he seems out of place with modern people.

His first appearance caused quite a stir throughout the street. The first store he went to was a retro-style bubble tea shop, and he walked in, and the clerk hesitated for a while and still greeted him warmly. Nowadays, Hanfu or many kinds of clothes are accepted by the public, but most of them are young people, and they are naturally a little curious about this old man wearing a long shirt and lying on his back, but fortunately, her professionalism is still good.

Mr. Peng Zhu walked in tremblingly, and the clerk asked, "Old man, what do you want to drink?" Mr. Peng Zhu sat down in a seat and shouted loudly: "That...... Come two taels of bamboo leaf green, half a catty of beef in sauce. The clerk walked up to him and replied, "I'm sorry sir, we don't have what you said." Mr. Peng Zhu stood up slowly, and kept muttering: "How can there be, how can there be...... not there?" After that, he asked several shops with slightly retro decorations, and every time he left, he muttered in disappointment: "How can there be, how can there be...... "Later, there was a shop not far from our bar, and told him that we had a bar.

That afternoon, the whole street knew that there was an old gentleman dressed strangely looking for two taels of bamboo leaves.

Even though it was afternoon and the bar wasn't open, we enjoyed soaking here.

Mr. Peng Zhu leaned on the pillar at the door, looked up at our signboard, and said, "Bitter Tea Tavern, this Bitter Tea is tea, how is it a tavern?" The five of us were playing games around the table, and no one noticed the rickety old man holding on to the pillar. He walked into the bar step by step, crossed the threshold with his hand on his long shirt, and shouted in, "Is there anyone? He pointed in the direction of the sign and asked, "Well, this is bitter tea, isn't it tea?" I replied with a smile: "Ah, old man, that's right, we have a teahouse, just next door, the name of the teahouse is Spirits, and the name of the bar is called Kuming, and we changed it for them." Mr. Peng Zhu nodded: "Oh, that's what it means." After speaking, he pointed to the table and chairs in the bar: "Then this, this, how are the chairs on the table, haven't they opened yet?" I helped him sit down: "Ah, it's such an old man, our bar doesn't open until seven o'clock in the evening, do you want to drink?" He nodded: "Seven o'clock in the evening, then I'll come back at seven o'clock in the evening." Then he stood up, and I helped him out the door.