As if I was too immersed in the melody I had created, I sat down at the piano, my fingertips sometimes pulling up the notes, sometimes chasing the rhythm, not noticing that anyone was behind me.

When my eyes flowed, I unexpectedly saw a figure cast on the ground, and I was startled, and the fingers that struck the keys suddenly froze, and a piercing long note was drawn in the quiet night.

I got up, and sure enough, it was Zosi, and the moment I saw him, I looked away again.

I always felt embarrassed and even frightened when something like that happened just now, but he walked in with a slight smile as if nothing happened.

"Ruori plays a nice tune," he stopped beside me, raising his hand to the piano casually, "but I haven't heard ......."

"I wrote it myself." I also sat down on the piano bench, just enough to avoid meeting his eyes by the height difference.

"Oh, really?" He seemed interested, "What's your name?" ”

"Blue." I paused and said.

"Is it blue?"

"Hmm."

"That's ...... It's a little strange," he frowned, thoughtful, "whether it's the color itself, or the meaning of the word, blue should be melancholy, but when I listen to the music of Ruori, it seems that brightness, calmness, and a touch of sadness are reflected." ”

I stretched the arc of my lips and gently tapped the keys to fill in the unfinished tune, "Because, blue, is a very inclusive color." ”

He tilted his head, as if listening, as if waiting for my next words.

"Light as the sky, pure and bright; Dark like the ocean. Deep and quiet. It can also be like a flowing mist, light and jumping, and can be like an eye pupil. A touch of melancholy...... Blue can even depict a quiet midnight and sparkle into a precious gem. "The melody makes a bend in my fingertips, and I switch one mood to another, like the flow between different blues," however, the emotions expressed in blue are destined to be light, not as hot as red, not as extreme as black. But, on the contrary, it is such a shallow emotion. It is more and more able to penetrate into the bottom of the heart, forming a kind of obsessive and unforgettable feelings, as if ......"

Immersed in the melody of the mediator in this way, I seemed to have forgotten that there was someone around me. I couldn't see the inexplicable force of Zosi's fingertips pressing on the piano. Knuckles that have been slightly whitened.

"It's as if it's there, from a long, long time ago, through the endless wilderness of time, quietly watching you, not dying because of the stars, not being annihilated by the flood, forever. Never stop. ”

I closed my eyes, and the warmth of my heart overflowed. The melody ends, ending the piece in tranquility.

It was too quiet for a while, and I looked up to meet Zosi's somewhat changed gaze.

"Blue...... Rosemary, cornflower, ......" He uttered a few words without a trace of emotion, and his face was extremely silent.

I was slightly surprised.

Before he could react, he listened to him again: "It seems that these things mean a lot to you." ”

I was a little confused, but it was like poking at the center, and the rhythm of my heart was flustered.

"No wonder Shakespeare said in Hamlet, 'Rosemary is meant to help with memory, dear, remember.'" He recited this sentence silently as if with great familiarity, and then added: "Andersen said, 'The far side of the sea is like the petals of a dark cornflower.'" ”

I was amazed, how could he—how could he know this?

A certain moment in my memory gave me a timely reminder, it should have been at the moment of life and death when I was shot, Si Tianzhe whispered these sentences in my ear, he knew.

But why did he only notice these two sentences?

"Seeing the way you looked, so obsessed with the color blue, I thought of the blue of cornflower and rosemary, and then of the two sentences he had repeated to you, and of the connection between them, and of the fact that he had paused in a calm tone. ”

I lowered my eyelids and fell silent.

"I've been thinking about what kind of special memories are involved in these two sentences, these two flowers, between you and him. to make you ...... And he can show that expression when he hears these two sentences......"

I raised my eyes, and his tone was already a little strange due to the mixture of various emotions, like suppressed intensity, like a heavy sigh, and some deliberately pretended indifference and indifference, all twisted and spit out.

I pursed my lips, "It's just a thing of the past, nothing special." ”

"That'...... You tell me, what the hell is ...... him," a hint of fierceness poured out, breaking the balance of his tone, "because of what can make you fall in love with him?" ”

I frowned, "Don't do that. ”

"Tell me." Not only his voice, but also his face showed a painful pleading, and Zosi grabbed my drooping wrist, clenched it tightly, and stubbornly asked me for an answer.

I avoided his overly hot gaze and muttered, "Why bother? Love someone only by feeling, and not by listing all the conditions, one by one, will love. ”

As the words fell, his face that was about to collapse became even darker pale, as if he had lost support in the next moment. For a long time, I loved bitterly, and he didn't love desperately.

"If I had to say," I finally relented, "maybe, freedom." ”

His eyes twitched, a little shocked.

I sighed, "Once, I was afraid, I was afraid that he would love me in the same way as you, and I was afraid that kind of imprisoned love, like a blazing heat, I couldn't bear it. So at that time, when he promised me a safe world, I asked him if the world was free, whether he did not interfere with my actions and decided my fate, and even, when I wanted to leave one day, whether he would give me the right to like others and refuse to accept his autonomy. ”

I smiled, "Seriously, I didn't expect him to understand at the time, after all, for those of you who have absolute control and majesty that cannot be challenged, what you want must be yours, a pet that you will always be imprisoned by, and you can weave a beautiful prison for this pet. Cage, let her jump and run as long as you allow, but once you cross the line, you will have to pay the price. In such a gorgeous prison. In the cage, the future of the pet will also be decided by you, let alone that she will want to live another life one day......"

"Ruori, I—" There was confusion in his stunned eyes, as if he wanted to explain, but he couldn't speak.

"But he didn't." I fixed my eyes, and something seemed to flow through my veins, warming my heart. (To be continued.) )