Time into December 12, 2006, the weather is gloomy, the sky is full of dark clouds, there is no trace of the gap is white, the oncoming cold wind has begun to make people feel a little biting, the streets of the road, Nie Zirun alone, walking aimlessly, today Nie Zirun wears a pair of frameless flat glasses, the whole person's temperament seems more restrained, faintly with a trace of melancholy.

"Winter is coming, is it going to snow?" Nie Zirun looked up at the sky and muttered softly. Today is the death day of astronautics, and it has been two years, but it feels like everything happened yesterday.

I took out an apple-flavored lollipop from my pocket, peeled off the package and put it in my mouth, and the sweet apple fragrance was in my heart.

Before he knew it, he had already walked from Qingtan Cave to Apguting Cave, Nie Zirun stopped, just stood in front of the door of a café, pushed the door in, and a strong aroma of coffee filled the air.

Looking around the entire café, it seems that there are not many guests, it is very quiet, which makes Nie Zirun very comfortable, and when he sees a piano in the center of the café, the corners of his mouth show the first smile of today. I found a place closest to the piano, still asked for a glass of Blue Mountain, and quietly remembered the past alone.

In the café, on the window seat not far from Nie Zirun, there was a girl lined with white casual clothes and a long white down jacket outside, with long black hair, a delicate little face, and some slightly wide foreheads with neat bangs, which looked a little cold, like a noble white gentleman's orchid, arrogant and cold, standing there quietly, making people can't help but have a sense of distance, and dare not lean forward.

Zheng Xiuyan, who has been a trainee in S.M for 7 years, has become more and more fierce as the selection competition for the company's project "SG Combination" has become more and more fierce, and the pressure in her heart has been increasing day by day during this time. Maybe she finally couldn't bear the weight of this kind of pressure, so she didn't practice in the practice room on her rare day off, but ran to this coffee shop that she has always liked all her time alone, drank coffee quietly, and soothed the anxiety and pressure in her heart by writing a diary.

The cold wind blowing in when Nie Zirun pushed open the door of the store made her frown and raise her head, a handsome and tall black figure, a handsome face, but a lollipop in her mouth strangely.

Nie Zirun's handsome face did not surprise Zheng Xiuyan much, in the handsome S.M company, where there are many handsome guys and beauties, she has seen everything, and the face in front of her is handsome and handsome, at most, it is about the same level as TVXQ, but it is the lollipop that attracts her attention.

What kind of man would walk down the road with a lollipop in his mouth? Zheng Xiuyan's gaze focused on the small white stick that appeared on Nie Zirun's lips, and fell into the air......

The melodious sound of the piano interrupted Zheng Xiuyan's contemplation, and she looked up at the position of the piano and found that the man with a lollipop who had just come in had played the piano. After just a few bars of playing, Zheng Xiuyan's eyes showed a look of surprise, of course she knew that this man was playing "Atimeforus", an episode from the famous musical "Romeo and Juliet", the sad style was vividly displayed in his fair and slender hands, the atmosphere of parting tightly surrounded him, but it kept spreading around, the narrow eyes had been gently closed, the sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the expression on his face seemed to be a little excited, But with a hint of fortitude.

"Our time?" Zheng Xiuyan had slowly indulged in the melancholy melody, and unconsciously muttered in a low voice.

At the end of the song "Atimeforus", Nie Zirun did not stop, and as soon as the piano sound turned, the melodious Chinese wind instantly fluttered again. The familiar melody that suddenly sounded in her ears made Zheng Xiuyan's eyes light up: it was "Blue and White Porcelain". Of course, she is familiar with this song, maybe this song is not well-known in Korea, but people who really understand music will not ignore it, and after Hyoyuan brought this CD back from Huaxia and broadcast it in the practice room, she has been curious about the author who wrote this song: Zirun. Of course, there is also the reason why he wrote the song "The Battle of Zuihou".

"Blue and White Porcelain" in the hands of the man in front of her, completely revealing the pastoral charm of it, it seems that the piano version of "Blue and White Porcelain" is more flavorful than the original version in the CD, and it is the first time she has heard "Blue and White Porcelain" played on the piano.

Zheng Xiuyan gently dragged her delicate chin with her left hand, and the pen in her right hand had been put down unconsciously, her eyes stared straight at the figure playing the piano, and her small mouth had opened slightly: This person is so powerful! Could it be that he is the composer of "Blue and White Porcelain"? Zheng Xiuyan was startled by the sudden thought in her heart, and then shook her head self-deprecatingly, how could there be such a coincidence, it was her own whims.

"Blue and White Porcelain" is over, the afterglow of the melody still seems to be echoing in the café, Zheng Xiuyan is completely intoxicated by the sound of the piano, and the whole person has been completely emptied. Nie Zirun opened his eyes and played two tunes, feeling that the sadness in his chest had been diluted a lot, and the whole person felt relaxed.

His eyes casually looked around, and a lonely and arrogant figure broke into his eyes, dressed in white, like an empty valley orchid, faintly exuding a fragrance, which made people can't help but stop to pay attention, but they didn't dare to approach easily, for fear of blaspheming such a beautiful picture.

Is she waiting for someone? Nie Zirun secretly guessed: What will the person who is waiting for her look like, it should be a kind of happiness to be waited by such a girl!

The instant sigh in his heart made Nie Zirun's thoughts drift a little far away, floating around without bounds, and his mind kept imagining how to use music to express the beautiful picture in front of him. Inspiration was pouring in, and notes kept emerging from Nie Zirun's mind and were automatically arranged. The slender fingers touched the keys again, and an ethereal and melodious melody immediately fluttered, and Zheng Xiuyan was awakened again, listening to the strange but so beautiful melody, and marveling at the man's musical heritage. But this time, just after six musical bars, the piano stopped abruptly, and the man in front of him stopped playing for some unknown reason.

At this moment, Nie Zirun was also very helpless, and the newly formed melody kept echoing in his head, but he suddenly woke up after only playing a short prelude, this is in a public place, his own inspiration creation, if it is recorded by someone with a mobile phone, then there will be play later. The last time I created "Blue and White Porcelain", Brother Jay told himself again and again.......

Nie Zirun, who frowned lightly, was rapidly spinning and thinking about how to release this song from his brain, so that it would not become blurry and no longer perfect when he went back. The eyes that glanced around suddenly stopped on a pink notebook placed in front of the cold figure in front of him, and a smile rose at the corner of Nie Zirun's mouth: Yes.

Nie Zirun, who stood up, walked quickly towards the figure, the girl holding her chin, her face was facing Nie Zirun, but she seemed to be pondering something, even if Nie Zirun had come to her eyes, she still didn't wake her up from her thoughts.

Nie Zirun, who approached him, found that the girl in front of him was really beautiful, and her cold temperament may make it a little difficult for others to get close, but for him, it was nothing, he had experienced two years of war career, and he had seen more people than the cold person in front of him, which was real indifference. This girl's coldness made Nie Zirun very comfortable, and even had a sense of closeness, vaguely like the smell of her mother.

Nie Zirun knocked lightly on the tabletop, and the sound of "knock knock" finally made the eyes of the girl in front of her have focus, and she looked at Nie Zirun with a slightly cold gaze, with a hint of doubt.

"Hello, excuse me, can I borrow your notebook for use?" Nie Zirun said softly with a smile on his face.

The girl still looked at him expressionlessly, as if she didn't hear Nie Zirun speak, but just looked at Nie Zirun in a daze.

Nie Zirun thought that the girl in front of him was not Korean, and was a little surprised, Taeyeon was like this before, but he didn't expect to meet him again today.

"Hello, excuse me, can I borrow your notebook?" Nie Zirun tried to speak again in English. (For the convenience of writing, we will always use Chinese, please understand)

Seeing that the girl still didn't seem to react, Nie Zirun thought it was a Huaxia person, and was about to say it again in Huaxia when the girl spoke: "What's the matter?" "Speak authentic Korean.

Nie Zirun was stunned for a moment, it turned out to be a Korean, and he suddenly felt that he was destroying the beautiful picture in front of him, but he was a little embarrassed.

"Can you lend me your notebook?" Nie Zirun repeated his intention again.

"This?" The girl looked at the notebook in front of her, her eyes seemed to be a little dazed, as if she hadn't come back to her senses, and nodded unconsciously.

Nie Zirun saw the girl nodding, reached out and picked up the notebook, and opened the first page, "Zheng Xiuyan", the delicate handwriting came into view, it turned out that her name was Zheng Xiuyan.

Suddenly, an exclamation of "ah" came, interrupting the movement in Nie Zirun's hand, and then, with a "bang" of the notebook, it was snatched back by the girl and hugged it in her arms, and her originally pale little face was instantly flushed.

Nie Zirun looked surprised, he didn't know what he had done wrong, and he didn't know what to say in a daze.

After a while, Zheng Xiuyan whispered: "I'm sorry, this is my diary, so ......"

Nie Zirun suddenly came to his senses, and a small apology flashed in his heart, and he smiled embarrassedly to apologize, but he was in a hurry to record the tune in his head at the moment, so he had no choice but to continue to plead.

"Xiuyan Xi, can I call you that?" Nie Zirun tried again, pointing to the notebook in her arms as he spoke, meaning that he had seen her name just now.

Zheng Xiuyan frowned slightly, puffed up a small bun face and said: "My English name is Jessica, you can call Jessica or Sika!" There seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Alright, Jessica Xi!" Nie Zirun is as kind as a streamer, "I want to borrow a notebook from you, just a few pieces of paper, just now I had some musical inspiration, because I was afraid that I would forget it when I went back, so I wanted to record it." ”

How many pieces of paper? Are you going to tear it out of your own diary? Zheng Xiuyan's first reaction was to be angry, the little bun face seemed to be increasing again, and she just wanted to open her mouth to refuse, but she almost remembered the beautiful melody that had stopped abruptly just now......