Paralyzed by alcohol, I finally fell asleep and slept until the next day.

I was woken up by hunger, and when I got up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were already several missed calls on my phone, which were from my sister, and I was lying on the bed holding my empty and uncomfortable stomach to call her.

It took a while for the phone to be picked up, and listening to her wheezing, I laughed evilly: "Chi Shaoqiu is so unrestrained? It's not dark yet, it's only three o'clock in the afternoon." ”

I think my sister's face must have been very ugly and annoyed, and she jumped to my feet and called my name: "Qiao Ling, can you be serious!"

In fact, it's no wonder that I made a joke about her like this, because I inadvertently bumped into Chi Shaoqiu several times and wanted to do things inappropriate for her to do, and that eagerness was like a monk who had just returned to the vulgar.

I bumped into my sister a lot of times, and every time I talked to my sister, I couldn't help but make a few jokes about her, and then every time I made her so angry that she jumped to her feet, I knew that she was actually hiding her shyness.

Hearing the sound of her jumping feet, I smiled happily and stopped teasing her, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"Oh, someone sent you a package a while ago, I wanted to wait for you to come back and give it to you, but you never came back, yesterday was opened by the little bastard Chi Xiaoxiao, and then I saw that in addition to a piano model, there was also a music ticket, the address happened to be in S City, and the concert was today, so I wanted to tell you. ”

I sat up from the bed suddenly, "Sister, what did you just say?

"One ticket, one piano model. She repeated.

"What kind of piano model?" I asked, my heart speeding up and messing up the rhythm.

"A white tripod piano, I don't know if it has been broken, it should have been repaired, so you can see the traces of repair. ”

"I see. I was stunned, my hand hung down, the phone fell from my palm, and I fell on the bed, I didn't react to the half ring, but felt that I was dreaming.

It all came too suddenly.

A white model of a tripod piano with signs of breakage......

Naturally, I will never forget the piano model that Ji Liunian once had, which was also a white tripod, and I broke it at that time.

It was a long time before I jumped out of bed and began to wash up, thoughts racing through my head.

In S City, there is only one piano recital to be held today, and that is the publicity I saw when I left the airport, and that is the two tickets that Chu Chu gave me that I was not interested in.

All the information about this piano performance flashed through my mind, the poster, the people on the poster, the slender hands, and the dazzling words.

The flowers bloom on Mo and slowly return————

Slowly returning————

That's what he meant.

I remembered that I met him at the elevator entrance, but he was a little angry that he didn't recognize me, and I paused while getting dressed, he should be staying in this hotel too.

I rushed out to the front desk and asked someone to check his room number for me.

I remember that the name on the poster was an English name, since it appeared under another name, I thought his name was definitely not Ji Liunian, I didn't know his name at this time, so I had to ask the front desk to help me check which room the person with the mask lived in.

The hotel did not tell me and refused to tell me in the spirit of protecting its customers.

I called Chu Chu, isn't the hotel her home, then let her be accommodating, unfortunately, her mobile phone can't get through.

Yes!

I went out and stopped a taxi to run to the Splendid Mansion, and I was going to Chu Chu's house to get the tickets.

When I arrived at Chu Chu's house, the maid told me that the ticket had been given to a man named Xiao Si by them.

I don't know! I can't get the tickets back.

I was a little messy, standing there with my heart beating like a drum, and after the excitement, I quickly calmed down.

I thought about the past few years, thinking about his disappearance at the beginning, so that I didn't know whether I was dead or alive, I didn't hear from me, thinking about my insomnia for several years, thinking about my torment and pain in the past few years, so I calmed down, I decided, I didn't go, and I planned to go back to the hotel to pack my luggage and go home!

Why? If he wants to come back, he will come back, and if he wants to leave, he will leave!

As if I were on the run, I hurried to the hotel, packed my bags, and headed straight for the airport.

However, the airport told me that there was no ticket!

Why don't there be any tickets? Then I remembered, today is Christmas! In a few days, it's New Year's Day, and everyone is rushing to and from the festival.

I couldn't go home, so I decided where I could go.

In the end, after some screening, I chose to go to Dali.

The plane to Dali takes off an hour later, and that point is exactly the time when the concert starts.

When it got dark, I waited at the airport, had a casual bite to eat at the airport restaurant, and then prepared to board the plane.

Since I have spent the holidays by myself in the past few years, I can also spend this Christmas and New Year's Day by myself.

In the past few years, when I wanted to go out for a walk, I have always dragged a simple suitcase around and walked around alone.

I have to say that Dali is really a very beautiful place.

After a rest, I went out the next afternoon, I took my camera, and walked alone in the beautiful scenery like flowers, looking at the mountains and rivers and people.

There are a lot of people who come here to play, and it's very lively, but I still feel quiet, quiet and panicked.

Christmas, not wanting to go back so early, I walked outside until 10 p.m. before returning to the hotel.

The moment I opened the door and the light came on, I was stunned for a moment, there was a person standing by the window in my room......

The moment the lights came on, he turned around and looked.

I paused at once as I closed the door, for I was still and the door was hidden behind me, not shut.

The window was about four meters away from me, which was really not far at all, but I felt that far away.

The person I hadn't seen for more than four years, the person who didn't know life and death, suddenly appeared in front of me, and that trance made me think I was dreaming.

That face is similar to the one in the midnight dream, it seems to have changed, and it seems to have not changed.

He is still so handsome, those eyes are more restrained and melancholy, a little less sharp, and no longer aggressive that people dare not look directly.

After a brief heartbeat, I calmed down.

"Sorry, I may have gone to the wrong room. I said calmly.

I turned to open the door and was about to leave, when he strode over, grabbed the door I had just opened, grabbed my wrist, my hand detached from the door, and with a 'bang' the door was shut, and I was held by him from behind.

Tears filled my eyes, I broke free and didn't break away from him, but he hugged him tighter, his hands tightly wrapped around my waist, his chin on my shoulder, and the skin on my cheek rubbed intimately.

His heart beats in my back, his breath lingers in my breath, and with my breath it rushes into my heart, a taste that I am no longer familiar with, savored it, but with a certain familiarity.

"I'm back. He said.

I didn't say anything, I pressed down the clog in my throat and said hoarsely as if I didn't understand his words: "I went to the wrong room." ”

Saying that I wanted to open the door again, he grabbed my hand, clutching it tightly in the palm of his hand, and my little hand was wrapped in his big hand.

I couldn't say a complete sentence with difficulty, he said that if he disappeared, he would disappear, obviously he was not dead, but he never appeared, I will not forget what Ji Kai told me, it was all just his calculation.

I felt uncomfortable, I didn't seem to be so important to him, as if I was dispensable.

In the past few years since he disappeared, I felt sad because of him, felt that life had no meaning, insomnia all night long, couldn't sleep well and didn't eat well, like a shell without a soul.

And he was clearly better off than me, and he became a famous pianist, fulfilling a childhood dream that he had always pursued.

I thought he hated the piano, but I didn't want to......

Heh! His deep city made me feel a sense of powerlessness that I couldn't guess, like a kite in the palm of my hand, which made me tense my nerves and hold the thread in my hand, and I didn't dare to let go, because as soon as I let go, it would fly away, so I was full of anxiety, afraid that the rope would break or I wouldn't hold it tightly enough.