"I, I may not be able to keep up with you"

"Eh, what, what do you mean?"

"You have talent, your future is the sea of stars ahead, but I'm different, I just rely on the only little effort, I can only stay still, no matter what, no matter what, I can't catch up with you, I just delay you"

"No, it's not, we said we'd go together, right?"

"I'm sorry, I couldn't get to you"

"So what!? I'll just go to you! ”

......

The boy's and the girl's family is a world friend, and the girl has shown great piano talent since she was a child, and is a talented pianist who is famous all over the country, but for some reason, she was fostered in the boy's home, and the boy also likes the piano since he was a child, but the boy has no talent, but because he likes it very much, he will work hard.

At the age of nine, the boy met the girl for the first time.

When the boy knew that the girl was very good at the piano, he ran to beg the girl to teach him the piano

"Sister, can you teach me to play the piano?"

The girl was not very interested in this little boy who was four years younger, of course, even if she wanted to play the piano, I am afraid it was only a few minutes of interest, and the girl ignored him.

But the boy was not discouraged, and begged repeatedly,

"Sister, I want to learn to play the piano, is that okay?"

Just teach him a little bit, the girl thought to herself, he was only three minutes hot anyway.

The girl taught the boy a little bit about the piano, and the boy listened very carefully, just like a candidate who took notes carefully in class, and the boy would practice very seriously.

But the boy is not talented after all, he plays badly.

The girl also deliberately teased him and taught him some difficult things, no matter how the boy practiced, it was very bad, but the boy didn't give up, even if the sweat slowly soaked his clothes, even if his fingers began to stiffen, the boy didn't give up,

The muscles were exposed, the fingers could no longer move flexibly, and the sunlight outside slowly moved from the piano to the windowsill

"Now, do you like the piano very much?"

The girl didn't understand why she worked so hard when she didn't have talent.

"Because my dad said that my mother used to love the piano"

The boy's mother, the girl doesn't have much memory, only that the boy died in childbirth when he was born.

"But you don't have any talent, you can't learn the piano at all."

The girl didn't want to see the boy doing this all the time, and decided to tell him the truth.

The girl thought the boy would give up, but the boy looked at his hands slightly, then stood up slightly and looked at the purple orchid garden outside, and the boy smiled slightly.

"When I was five years old, my father told me that my mother loved purple orchids and that I wanted to create a garden for my mother, and these are the flowers I planted for my mother."

The boy's voice paused suddenly, and the girl asked, slightly stunned

"Are you alright?"

The boy's shoulders suddenly shuddered, and he turned around

"Am I stupid, you say?"

The boy smiled and asked such words, and the afterglow of the setting sun could only see the imperceptible tear in the corner of his eye, and the rest of the tears were hidden by the shadows of these years.

The girl didn't know how to answer, and the boy exhaled a little and sat down at the piano.

"Keep practicing"

The boy's fingers lifted again with difficulty, a slightly jumbled music, hoping to float to heaven.

The girl was slightly stunned, the voice of the mobile phone message suddenly sounded, the girl looked at the phone,

"I'll tell you some basic exercises, you practice first, I have something to do."

The girl carefully taught the boy some basic methods, then turned and left the room.

The message was sent by the girl's father, and tonight there will be an evening of pianists exchanging and a celebration of the girl's father for the girl who won the competition last time.

From the beginning of the competition to the present, the girl has won many awards, and everything else is arranged by the girl's father, and the girl only needs to play the piano.

At the party, everyone congratulated the girl's father, and some flattering words surrounded the father and daughter, but the girl was used to it and did not show any discomfort, but kept perfunctory compliments from everyone.

"Shu'er, let's perform a song for the guests"

The man in the upper seat suddenly turned to the girl next to him and said, because this is not only a good opportunity to show his daughter, but also a good opportunity to gain a higher reputation for himself.

The girl was stunned a little, but suddenly it occurred to her that she had been like this before, so it was no big deal.

The girl sat down at the piano, her slender fingers caressing the piano keys, and the guests all looked at the sparkling genius girl above.

The music sounded, the slightly delicate "Music Time No. 3, F Minor", even such a petite tune, probably can reflect her talent, but the natural beauty without the slightest carving, there will not be too many ups and downs, everything is so natural, the audience can't help but praise secretly,

But at the moment when the music was about to end, the music stopped abruptly

"I, why do you play the piano?"

The girl didn't know it, just her fingers slid over the keys,

Everyone in the audience was slightly stunned, and didn't know what was going on, even the man in the audience was very surprised, of course, there was a trace of anger, the people in the audience seemed to find that something was not right, someone suddenly clapped their hands, it seemed that the people around them also began to ease up, echoing the applause, and the man in the audience pulled the corners of his mouth, looking not very happy.

The party also went on according to the arrangement.

......

"What are you doing tonight, why don't you suddenly stop playing!?"

In the lounge, the man looked at the girl angrily, there was still no wave on the girl's face, she thought about it for a long time, she still didn't know why she was playing the piano

Even if she got so many honors, even if she got so much appreciation, but the girl didn't become happier at all, herself, what is it for?

The man didn't seem to answer when he saw the girl,

"It's your talent, you just need to make good use of it"

The man dropped the sentence fiercely, and then slammed the door and left.

When the girl returned to her room in the evening, she still seemed to hear the messy music coming from the music room, and the boy seemed to be still practicing, but there was no progress at all.

The girl crept up behind the boy, his shirt already soaking wet, but the boy's fingers were still struggling to move

"Oh wrong, it's supposed to be bass here"

The girl said suddenly, and the boy's fingers lingered for a few seconds, and then changed them as she said, and indeed, the voice would have improved.

The boy continued to play according to the score, and the girl did not say anything more, but kept watching the boy's clumsy efforts.

At the end of the song, the sound is eliminated.

"What are you playing for?"

The boy was slightly stunned and turned to look at the girl

"I want to participate in the competition, win awards, and pass on the honor and music to my mother!"

The boy's determined eyes seemed to be a testimony of his own efforts.

The girl was stunned, then spoke,

"What about me?"