When evening came, the city's evening lights were lit up, and for a while there was a little more breath of life, just in time for the evening rush hour, the streets were surrounded by water, but this did not affect Beifan's mood at all. He walked casually along the road covered with autumn leaves, and from time to time he would sneak into the girl beside him.

Nian Yi seemed very interested today, and they were discussing the cultural and art festival on campus along the way. Although it has not yet started, He Beifan can fully understand how happy the girls around him are. Singer contests, photography exhibitions, calligraphy exhibitions, she seems so selfless when she talks about these things. Beifan didn't have much interest originally, but now he was attracted by Nian Yi with relish.

The shadows of the two men were stretched long by the street lamps on the side of the street, and the passers-by did not realize that they cast envious glances at them. But happy times are always short-lived, and before they know it, they have reached the door of the piano shop. The boy stopped unconsciously, but it was clear that he had not finished what he wanted to say, "I think this festival is a good opportunity to show myself." You think, there must not be many opportunities to perform in front of the whole school teachers and students, and this is also a stage to sharpen yourself, so you should prepare well. The boy nodded as he spoke, as if he was sure of his thoughts.

"You're right." Ye Nianyi seemed to agree with Bei Chen's opinion, she smiled, but she was a little shy, "However, I have never shown myself in front of so many people, I am very scared, I will have stage fright." Nian Yi said and shrugged helplessly. Although she didn't want He Beifan to feel so weak, she did.

"It's okay, Nianyi." His voice is quite magnetic and warm-sounding, "As long as you prepare carefully, you will have confidence when you go on stage." Really, you trust me. "Bei Fan's eyes are very beautiful, although they are not big, they can bring enough strength to people.

"Well, okay." Ye Nianyi still replied a little timidly, she has always been timid, and she doesn't dare to try such an uncertain thing easily, although the campus art festival is also something that makes her excited. But most of the time, Ye Nianyi only wants to be an audience, and she is better at appreciating the demeanor of others. Although Nian Yi herself also wanted to try, she really didn't have the courage to do so, she was afraid that she would make a fool of herself.

The girl took another step forward, the window of the piano shop was still so bright, and the melodious piano sound from the piano room could be heard at the door, "Then I'll go back first, and I'll see you tomorrow." She waved her hand at Beifan as she spoke, and then turned away. The boy felt that he was having a good time talking when he was interrupted, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed. But he couldn't help it, after all, the school was not far from home.

Although He Beifan wanted to stretch this distance more than once, the reality could not be changed. It's so late today, it's time to say goodbye. Beifan thought about it, and also waved his hand at Nianyi. Her back is very beautiful, and watching him go home every day can be regarded as a kind of happiness. At this moment, the girl suddenly turned around and smiled at him. This made He Beifan blush, he smiled, showed two little tiger teeth, and waved his hand at her again.

This time, Ye Nianyi looked satisfied, this time she didn't linger anymore, but walked straight into the piano shop. He Beifan did not leave in a hurry, but stood quietly in place. He always had to watch her walk in, and Beifan didn't understand what it was like, it always made him feel wonderful, as if he was attracted by a very strange power, but he didn't know what it was. After silently watching the girl go in, he actually had a speechless pleasure.

After standing at the door of the piano shop for a few more seconds, Bei Fan was about to leave. The boy raised his eyes to stare at the autumn leaves on the branches, and the clusters and clusters of golden yellow reflected in his eyes. He couldn't help but feel as if he had stepped into a fairytale fairyland, and some unpleasant things were immediately left behind by him, and he felt warm happiness in such a world of autumn leaves.

The steps towards home couldn't help but become brisk, striding forward, but the smile of Nian Yi was still in her mind, and she couldn't help but feel a burst of joy when she thought about it.

But what He Beifan will never forget is not only her smile. I have to say that Ye Nianyi is also a talented and beautiful woman. It's just that, more often than not, she is reluctant to show her talent. And this is exactly where He Beifan thinks she needs her own encouragement. A girl like her, who is proficient in musical instruments, should go on stage to show her style. It's better to perform on the same stage with her, which is also a good decision.

Thinking like this, Beifan couldn't help but think of the piano that sat at home and waited silently for him. He has been very tired lately, and after studying music theory at school during the day, he has entered a state of selfless practice when he gets home. Besides, he sat on the piano bench for three or four hours, and he refused to let himself rest. Originally, she didn't plan to be so serious, but out of consideration for reality, she had to force herself to do so, so she was a little powerless.

But no matter how tired and hard he is, he does not lack a positive and optimistic attitude. On the contrary, he also likes the feeling of challenge, and every time he has mastered a repertoire, he feels an indescribable sense of accomplishment, and he feels a little impatient to go home.

The boy came downstairs and walked up the stairs in three steps and two steps, he gasped twice and knocked on the door habitually, "Mom, I'm back." Although he has the key to the house in the pocket of his school uniform, He Beifan has never opened the door, preferring to let his mother open the door for him. It's not so much a dependence, but rather a desire for his mother to know that he's back.

But to He Beifan's surprise, he stood at the door and waited for two minutes, but no one opened the door for him, and Beifan didn't think too much. Perhaps, my mother was cooking in the kitchen and didn't hear it. Thinking like this, Beifan didn't want to trouble her anymore. The boy took out his coat pocket, and then, with the key on the door, turned it open.

He Beifan walked in, but it was very dark in the house, and not a single light was turned on. "Mom." Beifan still called out habitually, but no one answered him, "Strange, where did Mom go?" Bei Fan casually turned on the light in the foyer, and the dark room suddenly lit up, but it seemed a little empty. He Beifan really felt strange that his mother, who had always greeted him at the door, was gone, and even more strange when he turned around and saw the two steaming plates of food on the dining table.

Beifan walked closer to the dinner table again, and saw some braised pork piled up in the white porcelain plate, and a bowl of braised lotus white next to it. If this was before, He Beifan would definitely be eager to take a few bites in his mouth. But now, he no longer has such an appetite. The tiredness made him feel sleepy, so he threw his bag on the sofa and rubbed his sore shoulders helplessly. Since his mother is not there, Beifan has no appetite to speak of. Naturally, he didn't see the message that He Yulei put on the dining table: "Mom has a night shift today, and she can't come back until late." The rice is in the rice cooker, and I didn't serve it to you, for fear that it would be cold. Serve it out and eat it yourself, you don't have to wait for me. ”

Beifan took off his school uniform and simply dressed loosely. Van opened the door to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of yogurt. After twisting the cap, he poured two more sips into his mouth, and seemed to have regained some energy, not as tired as before. He relieved himself, and then sat down at the piano on the balcony.

The hands were lightly placed on the keys, and the black and white keys were already his old friends. But Beifan didn't get bored, but the more he watched it, the more he liked it. He flipped through the sheet music, and the repertoire he was going to practice today looked very long, but Bei Fan had enough patience to practice it well.

He started to play, but it was hard to get started. Playing the piano is not the case, the first time I played it without any skills, He Beifan didn't know how many times he was stuck, and there would inevitably be a few wrong notes. He was very open to his mistakes, after all, this was only the first time, and mistakes were inevitable.

Although there is no shortage of a broad mind to accept himself, He Beifan is also a person who pursues perfection. After just two minutes, he was in frantic practice, his long, powerful fingers jumping between the keys without any breaks. The jumping sensation of this note constantly stimulated Beifan's hearing, so that he couldn't help but close his eyes and devote himself to the music.

When the stars appeared in the night, Beifan's fingers began to burn, and not only that, but his wrists also began to feel a sense of soreness. Because he habitually sat straight on the piano bench, his back naturally had a feeling of tiredness of being bound. After pressing the last note on the score, He Beifan also planned to rest for a while.

The boy stepped down from the piano bench, stretched his aching waist, and turned his wrist. I accidentally caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall, and the hour hand in the dial pointed to the eleven position, which was really strange, all at this point, why hadn't my mother come back yet. Beifan couldn't help but start worrying about He Yulei.

He sat on the piano bench for so long and didn't have time to take care of his stomach. The guy is now protesting too, "Gollum" screams. The lack of food at night made Beifan feel a little hungry, and he didn't think about it, so his legs brought him directly to the table. The young man picked up the chopsticks next to the porcelain plate and put them in his mouth, looking very satisfied.

It was at this time that he found the message that was put aside, and Beifan silently muttered a few words in his mouth, and his mother was really hard. It's so late, and there is still a night shift to go to, He Beifan couldn't help but sigh when he thought about it. After that, he sat back on the piano bench, looked at the black and white keys in front of him, and quickly began to play.