The evening light at dusk gently sprinkled on Beifan's shoulder, and the maple leaves floated in a circle in the air and fell to the ground.

"Nian Yi, you say, what should I sing in the competition in two days?" He looked a little hesitant, as if he was pondering something.

"Aren't you already ready for the track? Why do you remember to ask me? Nian Yi's hair fluttered in the evening breeze, and she looked more gentle and touching under the caress of the street lamp.

"Preparation is preparation, but I always feel that it is not very good, and I still owe something." Beifan said, shaking his head a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay, whatever you sing, I think it's good." Nian Yi smiled, and her ruddy face looked even more lively and cute.

"Hey, don't say that, I'll be proud." Beifan loosened his shoulders, and his young face was full of pride.

"That's not what I said, I can feel how good or bad the singing is." He Beifan said, his face became serious again, "I naturally want to improve myself, eager to get a good ranking." ”

Nian Yi looked at the young man's serious face, "To be honest, you sing really well, so no matter which song you choose, you should sing it well with confidence." While Nian Yi was cheering Beifan up, he also felt that his heart was extremely comfortable.

"Nianyi." Bei Fan suddenly stopped, "I've always been grateful for your support. His voice sounded clear and ethereal.

"It's all classmates, why are you so polite?" Nian Yi smiled, but there was an indescribable loss in her heart, "I help you and support you, maybe it's not just because you have a high musical talent." She said but didn't go on.

Gradually, they came to the mailbox next to the piano shop, the army-green paint was also scattered, and some of the open mailboxes were stuffed with advertising paper.

"Right here, we're almost there." Ye Nianyi said, walking towards Yiyiqin next to the mailbox. Through the transparent window, Beifan can see the high-end grand piano.

Standing in front of the window, the light in the piano shop came through, dazzling, and he stood in front of the window, but he had no intention of entering.

"Let's go, come in." In the end, it was Ye Nianyi who patted him, and he came to his senses, and his bright eyes shifted from the grand piano.

"yes, okay." The door of the piano shop was pushed open, and the light in the hut was still so soft.

"Look, you're playing this sound well, you have to pay attention to raising your fingers, it's like this, you know?" Ye Wei's voice came from the piano room not far away.

"Dad, I'm back." Ye Nianyuan straightened the strap of his schoolbag and shouted in the hall of the piano shop.

"Oh, Jacket, wait a minute, I'll be over later." Ye Wei responded, and hurriedly waved his hand to the boy sitting on the piano bench, "You see it's like this, can you play it now?" ”

Beifan stood next to Ye Nianyi, waiting for Ye Wei to come out of the piano room. The schoolbag crushed He Beifan's shoulder, he moved twice indiscriminately, heard Ye Wei's footsteps again, and hurriedly stood up.

"What's the matter, Jacket, did you forget to bring the house key again?" As he spoke, the man panicked and tugged at his trouser pocket.

"No, no, Dad, I have something else to do with you." Nian Yi waved his hand and hurriedly explained the passage.

Ye Wei straightened his trouser belt and looked at the girl with some surprise, "What else do you have to say quickly, and you still have to wait for me in the piano room." He said, looking at his watch impatiently.

"That's it, that ......" Ye Nianyi knew that now was not the time to hesitate, "it's my classmate who wants to borrow the guitar in the piano." ”

"What? The instruments in the piano shop can not be borrowed, you let him go back. Ye Wei didn't even look at He Beifan, but walked back like a fire burning on his body.

Seeing that his father had no room for accommodation, Ye Nianyi was also disappointed, but he didn't dare to turn his face to look at He Beifan's face. She didn't need to look at him, she could imagine how frustrated Beifan should be.

"Beifan, then you ....... now" Although Nian Yi couldn't bear to let him go, there was really no way. She had expected him to leave on his own. Unexpectedly, He Beifan took the opportunity to sit down in the coffee corner of the piano shop.

"I'm not leaving, I'm sitting here waiting for him." Bei Fan doesn't seem to be planning to back down, he only has one thing on his mind now, the campus top ten singer competition. The rest of the things are not so important to him He Beifan.

If Ye Wei agrees, it will naturally be good, if he does not agree, Beifan will also stand here willingly and wait. After all, this is all his own choice, since he wants to sing, a good instrument naturally has to be fought for by himself.

"However, he may still have a long way to go. I don't even know what time it will be when it's over. Ye Nianyi couldn't help but be a little worried about He Beifan, for fear that he would do useless work.

"It's okay, there's not much homework left tonight. What time does he go to class, I wait until what time. Even He Beifan couldn't understand why he was so stubborn.

"Do you really have to wait for him? But what if he waits until he gets out of class and still doesn't agree to lend it to you? Ye Nianyi couldn't help but worry about He Beifan's stubbornness.

"Yes, I'm willing to wait for him, I'm willing to spend this time. Even if he didn't agree to lend me the instrument, at least, I did. He said, licking his chapped lips again.

The clock on the wall turned minute by minute, and from time to time there was a beautiful piano music in the small piano room. Beifan sometimes closes his eyes, immersed in the beautiful sound of the grand piano, and sometimes raises his head to look at the literary and artistic layout in the piano shop.

Slowly, Beifan propped his arms on his knees, as if he was contemplating, and as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Beifan, do you want to add milk to your coffee?" Ye Nianyi just poured the coffee out of the coffee machine and stirred it twice with a spoon.

He Beifan didn't seem to hear it, his elbows shook slightly, and his body kept leaning forward.

"Hey, Beifan, are you asleep?" Ye Nianyi put the coffee cup on the round table in front of him, looked at He Beifan's long eyelashes, and was a little unbearable to call him.

But Beifan continued to lean forward uncontrollably, seeing that he was about to be planted. She hurriedly patted his arm, "Fan, wake up, or you go home first." I'll talk to him again tonight. ”

"No, no, I'll wait for him." Beifan's eyes didn't open, but his tone was unusually firm, "I can wait for him, I'm not in a hurry to go home." "It was getting darker and darker outside, and the light was shining through the small windows, making it stand out over the street.