Chapter 257: Ode to Joy in Sorrow

Belmode lowered his eyes and smiled, but the smile in his eyes was very complicated, and then he cleaned up his emotions, stepped forward with the wine, and put the wine on the table one by one, "This is Miss Morita's mocktail, St. Grich, it is made of apple slices, orange slices and sugar put into the pot, and then red grape juice and ice cubes...... This is a cocktail for three people, and the bartender has specially adapted it to your personality! ”

"Huh?"

Yumi Miyamoto thought it was novel, but she really liked the color of the cocktail, "According to my personality?" ”

"yes, this ......," Belmode smiled and introduced to the three policewomen.

Qingfeng smiled in his eyes and listened quietly, Sister Bei seemed to be in a very good mood?

“…… That's what Mr. Kadoo said! ”

Belmode realized that he had acted as if he had gone too far, and hurriedly added, and asked Wataru Takagi, "Sir, do you need something?" ”

Takagi sat next to Miwako Sato, to the left were Miwako Sato, Miike Naeko, Miyamoto Yumi, Qingfeng, after Masaya Takenaka went to the bathroom, he was a man, and there was a sense of disobedience that he shouldn't be here, and the seniors of the Metropolitan Police Department were staring at him around, which made him have a bad premonition, and when he heard the waitress in front of him ask, he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Ah? Me? That one...... Whatever. ”

"It's still the same, don't be too high." Miwako Sato helped add.

"Okay." Belmode went over and spoke to the bartender, bringing the fruit bowl when he came.

Masaya Takenaka went to the bathroom to pick up her contact lenses and came back, leaning to the side and listening to a few people chatting.

Yumi Miyamoto also noticed the police surrounding her, and was speechless for a while, "Those guys ......"

"Doesn't seem like there's any action tonight?" Miwako Sato took out her mobile phone to confirm that there was no missing call, and wondered, "Are you all coming to the bar to play?" ”

Takenaka Ya was also very satisfied, surrounded by police, and all the irrelevant people were frightened away by the terrible looks of this group of policemen, there was simply no safer place than Qingfeng here, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, "There are still ten minutes to go......"

"Yaya-kun can go and prepare!" Belmode, who came over with a fruit bowl, smiled.

"Miss Momoko has worked hard, don't forget the one I told you," Masaya Takenaka waved his hand towards the recital hall, "Sister, listen carefully." ”

"Okay......" Qingfeng replied confusedly, and helped Belmode pick up the fruit plate, "It's hard work, Miss Peach, do you want to sit down and rest for a while?" ”

I feel sorry for my Sister Bei, she is really diligent and diligent in acting as a waiter.

"Is that okay?" Belmode pointed to himself hesitantly.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Yumi Miyamoto smiled and waved her hand.

In the bar, the music suddenly stopped.

The guests looked at the stage in confusion.

Qingfeng also looked over and saw that Masaya Takenaka had already walked to the piano and whispered to a waiter.

Then, the waiter left, and Masaya Takenaka sat down at the piano.

The light and smooth piano notes are played.

Ode to Joy, the final chapter of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony.

The melody of this piano piece is so simple that even a child can sing two lines along with it, but I don't know if the music equipment here is good, or if the surroundings are quiet, or if Takeaka Masaya deliberately slowed down the rhythm of the playing, accidentally scratching his ears.

The guests all around listened quietly.

Listening to the sadness in the lightness of the song, the loneliness in the cycle.

It is shallow, but it is like music lingering in the ears, and that emotion is also lingering in people's hearts, which is difficult to get rid of......

Many people silently lit a cigarette, but did not stop, nor were they dissatisfied, but just silently immersed in their emotions.

Qingfeng lowered his eyes and listened, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

She understood why Takeaka wanted her to 'listen carefully'.

Sentiment.

What is missing in the performance, Masaya Takenaka has also solved.

In fact, there is no need to remind her to listen carefully, and she will involuntarily immerse herself in it.

In a very pretending 13 phrase...... It's music with a soul.

When the performance was over, there were people applauding softly one after another.

Qingfeng lowered his head and took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Masaya Takenaka.

"Yaya is awesome!"

On the stage, Takenaka Masaya also took out his mobile phone and looked at it, the corners of his mouth raised a slight smile, but the content of the reply was:

"What, it's like a perfunctory child."

"Seriously, it's really amazing, it won't take long for you to find a way, my Jiaya is also a top pianist, don't be arrogant, touch your head~"

Takenaka Ya was also stunned for a moment, put away the mobile phone, and looked a little awkward, "Such a big person is still coquettish......"

On the card seat, Qingfeng couldn't help but smile when he saw Masaya Takenaka's slightly uncomfortable behavior.

Little Furry Kid......

"This piece ......" Miwako Sato came back to her senses, still with a little sentimentality in her eyes, "Is it so sad?" ”

"I've always thought 'Ode to Joy' is a very sad song, and I felt that way when I heard it before I knew the background." Qingfeng said with a smile.

Because she said in her casual conversation earlier, Masaya Takenaka chose this song.

"Background?" Yumi Miyamoto was curious.

On the stage, it was clear that the performance time had not started, but there were still guests who asked the waiter to go up and whisper a few words to Masaya Takenaka.

Masaya Takenaka played another song "Adelina by the Water".

Qingfeng took off his mask, took a sip of his cocktail, and explained softly, "In 1824, in Vienna, when the Ninth Symphony was premiered, Beethoven could not be the conductor because he was completely deaf, so he could only sit in the orchestra.

Because he had made a mistake in conducting the performance when he was completely deaf, he only dared to sit with his back to the audience.

The premiere of this great work was a great success, but Beethoven could no longer hear the applause and cheers of the audience, and it was not until a musician asked him to turn around that he realized that he had succeeded.

Of course, there are also people who hear unyielding in it, I hear loneliness, people are different from people, maybe it's the mood that affects ......"

Ahead, two police officers lit their cigarettes wistfully and exhaled in a deep breath.

The smell of smoke wafted over, and Qingfeng was talking so dry that he couldn't help but cough down, but instead choked, bending over and coughing so much that he couldn't stop.

Miwako Sato came back to her senses, got up and said to the three people in front of her, "Hey, you guys should be careful about smoking!" ”

"Ah, sorry, sorry!" The two officers were taken aback.

Qingfeng really wanted to say that it was okay, after all, it was a public place, and he couldn't let others accommodate him because he was uncomfortable, but he coughed so much that he couldn't speak.

And to its worst, she tasted the blood in her throat......

It's not about worrying about your body, it's worrying about scaring others.

Miwako Sato was only anxious, said sorry to the two police officers, and hurriedly turned her head to look at Qingfeng's situation.

"Are you alright?" Yumi Miyamoto helped Qingfeng pat his back and breathe.

"Are you alright?" Belmode also lowered his head in concern, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the blood splattered on the back of his hand.

Qingfeng was coughing happily, and saw the blood spots on Belmode's hand in the corner of his eyes, reached out and pressed the back of Belmode's hand, wiped off the blood spots, slowed down, put on a mask, and silently hid the right hand that had covered his mouth before into his coat pocket, looked up at a few people and Masaya Takenaka who ran over and smiled, "It's okay, I've had a cold recently......"

Takenaka Maya also frowned, seeing that he had caused some commotion because he ran over, so he had to instruct, "If you are not feeling well, go back early, you don't have to worry about me here." ”

"It's okay, I accidentally choked on it," Qingfeng was relieved, "I'll wear a mask, don't take it off." ”

Masaya Takenaka nodded and turned back to the stage.

Miwako Sato breathed a sigh of relief, "Your cold is really serious, are you taking medicine?" ”

"Hmm...... I'm sorry to worry you," Qingfeng looked at the two policemen in front of him who were at a loss again, and said with a smile, "Miwako was a little anxious just now, please don't take it personally." ”

"Ah, it's okay!"

The two officers scratched their heads and sat down.

Belmode lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, there were blood stains on Qingfeng's feet and shoes, and saw that Miwako Sato apologized to the two police officers over there, Yumi Miyamoto and Miike Michiko also followed, no one paid attention to this, approached Qingfeng and whispered, "Is it really okay?" Blood ......"

Belmode saw it, and Qingfeng couldn't help it, so he lowered his voice, "Don't tell anyone else." ”

"Hmm!" Belmode's cute girl nodded, "But ......"

"Shhhh......h

"Would you like to go to the bathroom?" Belmode asked softly.

"yes, okay." Qingfeng bent sideways and gathered the tissue into a ball with a clean tissue, put it in his pocket, and stood up.

"I'll accompany Miss Kaede Akiba to the bathroom." Belmode smiled at the others.

"Good, good ......"

"Do you want us to come with you?"

"No need......

……

Toilet.

Qingfeng threw all the tissues into the trash, turned to the sink to wash his hands, and suddenly laughed when he saw the blood stains being washed away by the water.

Belmode, who was waiting on the sidelines, didn't know why.

"I don't know if I've seen a few murders, I always feel like we're doing bad things," Qingfeng washed his hands and said softly with a smile, "Hmm...... It's like cleaning the blood after killing ......"

At the door, a woman stopped.

Qingfeng hurriedly turned his head and explained, "I'm kidding......"

"I know," a woman in a dance dress walked in, with pink curly hair tied high, holding a towel in her hand, handing it to Qing Feng, smiling, "I saw that you were not feeling well, so I specially sent you a towel, just a little surprised, why...... How can you still be so happy? ”

Belmode: "......"

She also wanted to ask, coughed up blood, and ran to the bathroom to wash her hands, but the child's first sentence was 'like doing bad things', this unexpected brain circuit is really speechless, and ...... I think of another person.

"Because I know it's not a big deal, it'll be fine soon." Qingfeng stubbornly maintained his last dignity.

But the beautiful girl who came obviously didn't believe it, turned around and left, and didn't forget to remind, "There are towels in the lounge, you can ask Yayejun to help you get them, there is a boiling water bar." ”