Due to some entanglement and surprise, Jiang Suwan's shoes rubbed against the ground and involuntarily retreated.

Obviously, she was a little confused about this situation.

Suddenly, some emotion was embedded in her bones, and she was gradually wrapped in some pain, and the pain was numb.

Qin Siyi...... It doesn't seem to be as sunny and lively as it seems on the surface.

She calmed down and decided to leave this place of right and wrong at once, and what she heard in the piano room today would be treated as if she had not heard it, and simply as if she had not been here.

I was in a panic, I raised my legs and left, but I didn't expect it-

"Click"

“！”

The door is open!

For a while, Jiang Su was in a dilemma, and if he went out at this time, he would definitely be bumped into directly by the people inside! I'm afraid that it will involve a lot of unnecessary trouble......

So in a panic, Jiang Suwan hid at a right angle, covered his face and lowered his head, wanting to cover himself up more deeply.

Unexpectedly, only the sound of high heels was heard all the way to the gate of the piano room, Jiang Suwan boldly raised his head to look over, only to see the back of a well-dressed woman.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and in this gap, she thought about what the relationship between that woman and Qin Siyi was.

"Teacher"?

But it doesn't seem to be so simple, maybe there is something else......

This woman mentioned Qin Siyi's father, and then ...... Qin Siyi called her aunt again, could it be that there was a ...... between them

"Aren't you coming in yet?"

was in a state of stunned, and a voice came from Qin Siyi's room to wake Jiang Su up.

She wanted to sneak away, pretending that she hadn't been here at all today, but ......

Now that Qin Siyi has discovered his existence, it can be said that it is difficult to ride a tiger - forget it, let's go in hard.

Since Qin Siyi is willing to take the initiative to let herself in, she is not afraid of embarrassment, so she will cooperate with her.

……

On the other side, the woman who walked out of the piano store walked out of Zhiyun High School with an impatient face.

A car was parked at the school gate early in the morning, and she opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

Sitting in the driver's seat was a middle-aged man dressed in an atmospheric manner, wearing a pair of glasses, but revealing a very shrewd temperament.

Seeing the woman's unhappy expression, the man smiled and asked, "What's wrong with my wife?" ”

The woman angrily threw her bag into the back seat, and hugged her arms to complain.

"Qin Zhengsong! I'm telling you, I'm really fed up with your daughter! ”

"Yo, what's the matter, she's you off again?" The man said in a reassuring tone as he started the car.

"Tell me, didn't she want to go to the Conservatory in Vienna? That's it? I gave her a hard bite to pick every time, but as a result, every time I went on stage, I played abnormally. ”

"I think she hasn't accepted me as a new mother to this day, and I'm really fed up."

"Where is it," Qin Zhengsong stretched out his right hand to cover the woman's forearm and patted it gently, "My wife is so beautiful, and my daughter is so sensible, how can we not communicate together?" ”

"Besides, Xiaoyi has always been very well-behaved, and I haven't seen her lose her temper on weekdays, do you put on a face against you behind my back? I'll have to educate her well then! No matter what, you can't be disrespectful! Lawlessness is returned! ”

Seeing that her husband seemed to be really angry, the look on her face eased a little, "Not really, very well-behaved, every time she respectfully calls me aunt, she is an aunt when she opens and closes her mouth, how can you be disrespectful......"

"Wife, didn't I tell you about this, the children were fourteen years old when you married me, and the children already had their own basic thoughts at that time, you let her accept you quickly, and call you one mother at a time, then, isn't it embarrassing for the child?"

"I know......" the woman's tone was filled with grievances, "but it's been almost five years, and she's still so unfamiliar with me......"

"I, Ke Jing, was the piano queen of the national competition, after I married you, I followed you to do business, and I had to take care of her when I went home, I was obviously so attentive, but as a result, after so many years, I suspect that this girl's heart is made of stone."

"I taught her the piano seriously, and it is true that she has that talent, at first I thought that even if I can't let her see herself as a good mother, at least, I can be her good teacher, a good Bole, right?"

"What did she give back to me as a result? The prize of the youth amateur group has not yet won the first place! How can you make me endure my temperament......"

"Okay, wife, we can't be so harsh on our children, not everyone can be the second Ke Jing, don't you say? Maybe the child has a new idea now? As parents, we should communicate with her more. ”

Qin Zhengsong pleaded for Qin Siyi on the one hand, and praised his wife again, so as to dissipate some of the anger in her heart.

Sure enough, Ke Jing heard these words and knew that her husband was giving her steps, so her anger did decrease a lot, but in her heart, she still thought about the future of this child after all.

"That being said, but ...... She wasn't like that before. Ke Jing dragged her face with her hands and pressed the cold on the back of her hand to her ear, wanting to get more calm.

"In the past, when was she not the first in the competition? The point is that she is on the piano, not only hard, but also very self-conscious, especially thoughtful. ”

"It's just recently, not to mention that her skills have gone downhill, anyway, she is in a very wrong state, and I can't start if I want to enlighten."

"Just now, for example, suddenly I was asked to come over and help her see how the latest song was playing, and I ran over with joy, and what she showed me was not as good as the last time."

"Do you think I can not be angry?"

Saying this, Ke Jing once again got angry and lowered the air conditioner by a few degrees.

"Oh, my wife, it's still the same sentence, let's not force the child too hard, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, we have to take a long-term view."

"Don't be so impatient all the time, I feel sorry for you when I look at it, the child is also hard, and you are also very tired."

"Later, we have to catch a plane to Shenzhen-Hong Kong City, let's put down the fire quickly."

"This time the list is ......" Ke Jing was suddenly a little worried.

"You don't have to worry, the last time there was no negotiation, it was a problem on the factory side, this time we have personally reviewed all the structures together to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

……

"Sit down." Qin Siyi smiled and pointed to a chair beside him.

Jiang Su was not particularly restrained in the evening, nodded and walked over to sit on the chair.

"When did you come?"

Qin Siyi still asked this sentence, but what should come will always come, and Jiang Suwan can only deal with it calmly.

"I heard you call me as soon as I got to the door." Worried that Qin Siyi wouldn't believe it, she added, "When I entered the piano room, I happened to see a woman, and I didn't notice for a while and almost bumped into her, but fortunately I avoided it in time." ”

Qin Siyi hooked the corners of her mouth, but although the smile fell in Jiang Suwan's eyes, it made Jiang Suwan not feel its truth.

Extraordinarily hollow.

Unlike the state expressed by Qin Siyi in other times, this time it is an autistic person shuttling through the sound of the piano.

Qin Siyi's slender fingers were as white and tender as green onions, and they seemed to be cold and pure with a little white jade.

Such a beautiful pair of hands danced between black and white, sometimes raised and sometimes falling, and between the fingers was full of stories.

And these stories permeate every note, bit by bit, into Jiang Suwan's mood and make trouble.

Jiang Suwan didn't know how to describe the song played by Qin Siyi, she had obviously not heard it before, but she found the familiarity of an unknown surname in these scales.

It's as if some memories of the past have been pulled out by this song.

It seems that many ideas for the future are also being presented in it.

Jiang Suwan was inexplicably a little sentimental, and her thoughts drifted far away in Qin Siyi's increasingly rapid rhythm, carrying sycamore leaves, crossing the lake, crossing the high-speed rail track, and crossing the wind farm......

In the south, there is no such thing as autumn, but in the southern towns of the central region, there is autumn when the leaves are yellow.

Jiang Suwan looked at the green sycamore leaves outside the piano shop, thinking that by November they should all turn yellow and then fall gently.

And in the mottled land of time and shadow, Jiang Su was a little drowsy at night, and fell into a long, long time tunnel with unknown feelings......

[November 8, 2038]

Jiang Xu leaned back in his chair and listened attentively to the familiar music played by the person in front of him—a piece of music that had different rhythms and scales, but it brought him the same feeling.

Her eyes twitched, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and a smile spread across her face like fireworks.

It was just such a sudden moment, but it gave her the feeling of enlightenment.

Back then, in the piano shop, listening to Qin Siyi playing, there were many pictures floating in my heart.

There are good memories or sad experiences of the past, and there are ideas about the future.

Just now she remembered what she was thinking.

At that time, the eighteen-year-old self was in that unknown music, with unknown emotions, thinking about what he would do one day in the future, in which elegant place to listen to some favorite tunes, or he could try to play it himself.

Her smile was even bigger, and a feeling of happiness overflowed her heart – she was happy that she had become who she wanted to be.

It's just that there is still a slight sense of sadness in addition to happiness, and she knows that she has regrets.

It's like overhappiness and tears will overflow from the corners of her eyes, she understands this truth deeply.

"Teacher, how am I playing?"

The music stopped abruptly, and no matter how surging Jiang Suwan's inner emotions were, she could only put it away as soon as possible.