2-2. The loved person will always not grow up, and the person who lacks love will always be precocious
Close, really close. It's about a 10-minute walk. For a seven-year-old, ten minutes is also a long time.
At that time, the time was very long, and a smile was so beautiful.
On that day, she met two beautiful things, which influenced her in the following days.
One is a beautiful voice, there is such a beautiful sound in this world!
She went to the bathroom in the middle of the race in Jizech. At that time, although she was small, she also went alone. On the way back, she met Mei Mei in another hall. She was still young, she didn't understand what the song was, she only felt that she felt the warm wind in the closed venue, and the wind was mixed with sweet taste, like a mango-flavored cake in Aunt Ji's hand! and like Ji Zexi playing the piano in the moonlight in the middle of the night! She didn't think that when she looked inside, she saw a boy about the same age as her, wearing a black suit, with his eyes closed, waving a baton in his left hand, like a proud general, leading a symphony orchestra, making such a beautiful sound!
"Yaoyao, what are you doing?" Beiwan walked over to her, "What are you looking at?"
"What's this called?"
"I don't know what kind of symphony it is. I'll take a look! This conductor's name is Dongfang Yunle, and I think I heard my dad say that he is a genius! When you are your age, you can conduct large-scale events at the international level. ”
Xiang Yao listened carefully and silently remembered the name of such a person who could create beauty.
"By the way, it's almost Zeshi! Let's go!"
Ji Beiwan had actually looked at her for a long time, and later when she grew up, she talked to Xiang Yao about the first time a real smile appeared on her face at that time!
"Where did you go?"
"Mom. Where can the two of us go!" Beiwan winked at Xiang Yao.
"Is it there?"
"Next. Aunt Ji whispered.
"yes! The flowers need to be ready. Beiwan handed the purchased flowers to Xiang Yao's hand, "You go!"
"Oh. ”
Xiang Yao nodded helplessly, in fact, she was very scared.
On that day, Jersey performed "Remembrance of Love" composed by Charried Clayderman. At the moment when the music started, Xiang Yao suddenly saw a blooming cherry blossom tree growing next to the piano, and there were cherry blossom petals floating in the whole venue, feeling both beautiful and warm and faint sadness. Under the tree, there seemed to be a girl standing, waiting for someone, with expectations for the future in their eyes.
Xiang Yao was fascinated by what she heard, and her ears took her to another world.
This is simply a gift from God. She is small, and her eyes are full of beautiful scenes. The piano allows her to feel the warm breeze of that world, the scent of cherry blossoms, and the stars in the eyes of a girl......
Qu closed, Xiang Yao stood up and applauded, and the flower fell from her arms. Hearing the sound of "popping" on the ground, Xiang Yao reacted, hurriedly picked up the bouquet of flowers, and ran to the stage.
Maybe it's because I'm nervous, or maybe it's because I'm too engrossed and my feet are numb, and when I go up to the last step, I lie on the stage, and the lilacs in my arms are shaken twice, and the petals fly all over the stage.
Beiwan wanted to help her, but she was too far away, and she stomped her feet uncomfortably.
Ji Zexi was also stunned for a moment, and then smiled, he walked over slowly, helped Xiang Yao up, walked to the center of the stage, and took a curtain call together.
The audience paused for five seconds, then resounded.
On the way back, Ji Zexi and Ji Beiwan held one of Xiang Yao's hands.
"Didn't break it!" Beiwan looked at Yao's leg over and over again.
"No, Xiaobei is late. Mom checked it several times!"
"That's good. ”
"Aunt Ji, I also want to learn classical music. Is that okay?"
"That's good! So we can have two pianists in our family!" Aunt Ji smiled and touched Xiang Yao's head.
"I'm not alone. You two have become slaves of that big monster!" Ji Beiwan pouted.
"I'll play with Sister Beiwan. Won't leave you alone. ”
Xiang Yao pulled Beiwan's hand and looked at her face.
"Okay, huh, you can't be like my brother and be fooled by that big monster. I forgot that I still have a sister!"
"Hmm. ”
The second beauty is her piano, without Mr. Dongfang, without the piano, she is not complete.
And this chance encounter determined her joys and sorrows in the next twenty years, this boy is the youth she doesn't want to tell!