When Su Yuxi said that, the people in the car were stunned.

Wu Zixuan's reaction was the fastest, and he hurriedly said, "I'll accompany Brother Xiaoyu to take a taxi." Saying that he was about to get out of the car, Wu Zixuan was also in his third year of high school, and he didn't know if Cheng Xiaoyu was older or older, so he called Cheng Xiaoyu, Brother Xiaoyu. His father warned him to keep your head down at all times, no matter who you were dealing with.

Su Yuxi shook his head, and before Wu Zixuan came out, he reached out and closed the door of the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz and walked towards the street. Cheng Xiaoyu was also surprised by Su Yuxi's change in attitude towards him, and when he walked to the side of the street, Su Weilan's shout came from behind, saying that he was waiting for them at Tongquetai and asked them to hurry up.

Cheng Xiaoyu and Su Yuxi stood together on the somewhat cold street. Both of them put their hands in their pockets, and the cold wind blew the ends of Su Yuxi's ponytail in all directions. The orange street lamps illuminated their faint reflections on the dark concrete pavement, the sky filled with deep gray haze was particularly low, and the towering skyscrapers loomed into those hazy black veils.

Each car passing by them would pause slightly, this bizarre combination, these ordinary scenes form a magical abstract landscape painting, so strange and so attractive.

Su Yuxi's cold and fair face was still reflected in neon, standing on the road and opening his mouth first, he said to Cheng Xiaoyu, "Thank you yesterday." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu turned his head slightly to look at Su Yuxi's side face, and immediately straightened it again, a little surprised Su Yuxi's sudden thanks, and asked, "Thank you for what?"

Su Yuxi seemed to be a little cold by the wind, and pulled the zipper of the down jacket to the top. said in a tactful and soft voice: "I have read all the transcripts of that Wang Dongliang. Even though you're a bit stupid enough to make things so bad, I thank you. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't read Wang Dongliang's transcript at all today, and he didn't know that this scholar remembered almost every sentence of Cheng Xiaoyu and his dialogue, and said it completely and made a transcript.

Cheng Xiaoyu remembered what he said yesterday, blushing inexplicably, looking at the white breath exhaled from Su Yuxi's rouge lips, like a curling mist, this scene made him a little intoxicated, as if he had dreamed of it.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "If you don't hate me for being stupid, I'm satisfied." Thank you, that's a bit of a weight. After a pause, he said a little gloomy: "Actually, I am indeed a useless brother. ”

Su Yuxi didn't mean to comfort Cheng Xiaoyu, just looked at the gauze on Cheng Xiaoyu's wrist, and silently thought that he wasn't afraid that he would never be able to play the piano again in the future? An empty taxi stopped in front of them in her tangled thoughts, Su Yuxi's mind was full of pictures of them in the detention center described by Wang Dongliang, she was entangled for a while, then turned her head to Cheng Xiaoyu and said, "Why don't we go to sing?"

Cheng Xiaoyu laughed, "It's worthy of being my sister, it's the same as I thought." ”

Su Yuxi also smiled, this was the first time Cheng Xiaoyu saw Su Yuxi smile, blowing on Cheng Xiaoyu's somewhat cold body like a summer wind, and he felt that his warmth was about to melt.

Su Yuxi took a long step, walked down the sidewalk, pulled the car door, turned back to Cheng Xiaoyu, and said, "But I think I'm your sister." Then he got in the car and sat in the back.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt that all the beatings were so worthwhile at this time, and every scar turned into a sweet kiss mark. In fact, he is very eager to be recognized by this tsundere sister in his heart. Cheng Xiaoyu smirked and opened the front door of the taxi and sat down.

The master hung up and asked, "Where are you two going?"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't know where else to go, so he turned his head and asked Su Yuxi, "Where do you want to go?"

Su Yuxi took out the hand in his pocket and sighed a few times, rubbed it a few more times, and said, "Shouldn't this be a question that boys think?"

Cheng Xiaoyu could only say to the master: "Let's go forward first." The master seized the opportunity to look in the rearview mirror a few more times, and was also surprised by Su Yuxi's beauty.

The taxi drove a short distance on the empty road of the capital, and both of them were silent for a while, and then said in unison, "Why don't you go to the library?" ”

The National Library of this time and space, like Cheng Xiaoyu's Eslite Bookstore in his previous life, is open 24 hours a day, all year round. It is said that the father of the nation, who was poor when he was young, spent a long school life in the library. It has also been said that "if you look at a country's library, you can see the future of that country." "Therefore, Huaxia Library is not only a free place for students to study, but also a holy place for tourism and leisure. Especially student couples who don't have much money love to date here.

The taxi master saw Cheng Xiaoyu and Su Yuxi talking in unison, and also smiled, "You little couple still go to the library for a date during the New Year, you really love to learn." That stinky boy in my house sleeps when he reads. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu's forty years of experience had no resistance in the face of this sentence, and his face turned red and said, "This is my sister." ”

The rental master laughed and said, "What is there to be embarrassed to admit, I don't believe that there will be such a big difference between brothers and sisters in the world!"

Cheng Xiaoyu looked up to the sky and sighed with tears streaming down her face, unable to hide her embarrassment.

Su Yuxi covered her mouth and laughed quietly, charming and lovely.

In the ridicule of the taxi driver, it was not long before they arrived at the grand and solemn library, and the two of them came in only to find that it was not at all as deserted and lonely as they imagined.

The heating in the library was turned on very well, and although it was Chinese New Year's Eve, many people still sat on the wooden floor, leaning against the huge bookshelves and reading books. There are also many people who order hot drinks and read on the tables by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In this huge and flashy city, there are always people who have nowhere to put their souls to inhabit this wheat field of spirit.

Cheng Xiaoyu saw the black inscription of the Father of the Nation, hanging on the wall of the lobby of the reading hall, "Even if I have nothing, I can still read quietly here." ”

This sentence made Cheng Xiaoyu have an inexplicable power churning in his chest, and a kind of pride in being born as a Chinese person spontaneously arose.

Although the night library is only open on the first floor, it is very large and has many subdivisions. Cheng Xiaoyu and Su Yuxi entered the library and went to find the books they wanted to read.

Cheng Xiaoyu was eager to understand the process of network technology in this era, so he quickly chose three books: "The Second Machine Revolution: How Digital Technology Will Change Our Economy and Society", "Fifteen Years of Boiling" and "The Top of the Wave".

Soon Su Yuxi also took the books and walked over, a German copy of "From Bismarck to Hitler: A Review of Germany", and an English copy of "Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fate of Human Society."

Cheng Xiaoyu called the waiter over, and one of them ordered a cup of bamboo leaves and sat opposite each other, no one spoke, and began to read the book seriously.

Cheng Xiaoyu occasionally raised his head, and the incandescent light sprinkled the clear light on Su Yuxi's pink face, and her slender eyelashes adorned her focused eyes. Through the faint fragrance of tea, Cheng Xiaoyu saw Su Yuxi pick up the cup, blow open the tea leaves, take a sip gently, and there was a supreme sense of beauty quietly born in every gesture.

Such a scene is so familiar, their demeanor is so similar, even the curvature of the eyelashes is strangely consistent.

Time rose like a grand firework between Cheng Xiaoyu and Su Yuxi. Cheng Xiaoyu felt like the last speck of dust swaying with a faint light, gradually extinguishing in Su Yuxi's sight.

In a trance, he followed this brilliant fireworks to his first love.

It was a Valentine's Day with goose feathers and heavy snow,

Under the leafy jacaranda trees in the courtyard of the library,

Under the shining galaxy that shines through the clouds.

He grabbed her cold hands and kissed her gently.

At that moment, Cheng Xiaoyu seemed to know the location of eternity, heart and soul,

It's as if they've shared everything in the past eighteen years with each other.

I always feel that after that kiss,

Everything is new.

And he really wanted to get the power to protect her.

However, her soul, Cheng Xiaoyu doesn't know how to treasure it and where to take it.

Because the university is different, he knows that they can't stay together forever after that.

In front of them is a huge and colossal life,

Keeping in the way of them is the vastness of time,

This qiē made them powerless as they were weak.

Over the years, how many times, looking for the breath of memory strayed into the gap of dreams,

See the aging town, and the traces of their past.

The yellowed diary in the bookcase is full of longing memories,

The years of the pen,

In a certain year, in a certain month, on a certain day, in a certain chapter, she was gone.

Su Yuxi looked up and saw Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes glowing with a little tears, staring at herself without focus, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xiaoyu woke up in the illusion of memory, but he couldn't remember what the outline of his first love's face was blurred in his memory. Floating around in front of him was Su Yuxi's flawless face.

Cheng Xiaoyu gently wiped away some tears from his eyes with his hand, and said to Su Yuxi, "I just thought of a song, and I was a little stunned when I thought of it." ”

Su Yuxi has always been interested in the music written by Cheng Xiaoyu, and philosophy and music are her biggest hobbies. "That must sound good. Su Yuxi sighed softly, she admired Cheng Xiaoyu's unparalleled talent in music very much.

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Then I'll play it to you!"

Su Yuxi straightened up and asked, "Here?"

Cheng Xiaoyu nodded.

"But there is no qin?" Su Yuxi said with a frown, she felt that Cheng Xiaoyu seemed a little whimsical.

Cheng Xiaoyu pointed to the location of the heart and said, "Here." Then he took a pen from his jacket pocket and drew 88 keys in black and white on the edge of the table.

Su Yuxi closed the book and silently watched Cheng Xiaoyu's serious movements.

After finishing the painting, Cheng Xiaoyu sat down, slowly put his hand on the table, and began to play lightly. (BGM: "Five Centimeters per Second" onemoretime, onemorechance piano soundtrack)

The fingertips lightly landed on the black and white keys drawn on the table, so Su Yuxi miraculously saw that the notes rose in front of her eyes like meteors, and when those notes flew to the highest place and fell, they fell one by one like cherry blossom petals falling, falling on Su Yuxi's body one by one, falling on the table in front of her eyes, falling between Cheng Xiaoyu's waving arms, and falling in the gap between the two people's eyes.

As Cheng Xiaoyu played sometimes soothing and sometimes intense, these notes were formed into a beautiful and sad melody by Cheng Xiaoyu's jumping fingertips, which rang in Su Yuxi's mind.

For the first time, Su Yuxi felt that her heart was beating a little fast, and she felt that she was in the middle of a huge rotating nebula. Watching the turbulent Milky Way fly by in front of her eyes, she saw Cheng Xiaoyu show her a palpitating and sad time journey.

Are these notes his tears?