The teenager's energy can be restored in the blink of an eye - as soon as he got off the bus, Xiao Fei jumped to the ticket office, quickly bought three tickets, and then stood at the entrance of Fushan Park, stomping his feet on the spot and waiting for Lu Yi and Sanping to follow.

"Let's go, let's climb up!" Xiao Fei rushed to the front first, Lu Yi and Sanping behind him, walking slowly and leisurely - "The old man is going to walk slowly, you don't care about us, rush, rush." Lu Yi shouted to Xiao Fei, who had already run away but still turned around and waited for them, Xiao Fei made an "OK" gesture, turned around and rushed up the slope.

"It's still too tender." Lu Yi said with a smile, "Climbing the mountain is like running a marathon, when you first go uphill, you have to walk slowly, accumulate strength, and speed up halfway, so that you can sprint to the final summit." Look at that stupid boy, he rushed so quickly at the beginning, believe it or not, when we turn a corner, we can see him panting. ”

Sanping didn't answer, her eyes were drawn to the oncoming family of three who were about to descend the mountain - her daughter was about six or seven years old, wearing a brightly colored sportswear, bouncing in front of her parents. Her father, holding his daughter's small schoolbag and his wife's coat in his left hand, held his wife's hand tightly with his right hand, and kept telling his daughter who was walking in front: "Slow down, slow down, don't fall." ”

Lu Yi followed Sanping's gaze and saw the harmonious family of three. He cleared his throat and secretly stretched out his hand in front of Sanping, who glanced at it and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?" ”

"You don't have to envy that lady, here is the hand for you to hold ......"

"What, hahaha." Sanping suddenly realized, smiled and opened Lu Yi's hand, "I'm envious of that little girl." ”

"Huh? Then you jump in front and I'll follow behind. ”

Sanping laughed for a while, and then fell silent for a long time, only to hear Lu Yi say on the side: "I feel that since the vacation, your mood is not high." Do you miss your job? ”

Sanping shook his head and said after a while: "After the vacation, my parents have come to my house. ”

"Say Xiao Fei again?" Lu Yi frowned.

"It's basically a repertoire." Sanping sighed, "Dad doesn't like me on vacation, and I came here that day mainly to talk about it." ”

"I remember that this is your first official vacation, right? Hanging has to take a breath, the first vacation in so many years, is it difficult to understand? Lu Yi asked puzzled.

"He must be afraid that I am unskilled. Afraid that the audience will forget me? ”

"You're just taking a vacation, and you're not going to perform again."

"But then again," Lu Yi said, "I feel that your father is very strict with you in this matter." It's a little impersonal. He and Sanpei were classmates from junior high school until they graduated from high school. When they were in college, although the two went to different schools, they both chose to return to the city after graduation. In Lu Yi's impression, Sanping basically does not attend their class gatherings, and when it comes to the end of class or weekends, Sanping disappears. Until one time, I couldn't suppress my curiosity, Lu Yi finally asked the question in his heart, and Sanping replied lightly - "I have to practice." ”

"What piano?"

"Violin."

Lu Yi found that Sanping's right index finger and middle finger had calluses on the inside of the fingers, and the new calluses were covered with calluses, making the index and middle fingers particularly thick. Moreover, I don't know if it's an illusion, Lu Yi feels that Sanping's right shoulder is higher than the left shoulder.

Sanping, who was walking in front of him with his head down, his shoulders were still thin, and his right shoulder was still taller than his left. Although it was early spring, by noon and afternoon, the temperature was still warmer than in the morning. Sanping wore a thin jacket with a loose pullover shirt inside and a loose cotton and linen pants underneath.

Lu Yi once went to Sanping's concert. Sanpei, dressed in a grand evening dress, stood alone in the center of the stage, a beam of light hit her, she held the violin between her head and left shoulder, and held the strings in her right hand, and the already established music flowed from the depths of her body. She closed her eyes tightly, her face expressionless, standing in front of the audience under the stage with fascinated expressions, elegant, decent, and not close.

"Your dad used to be a violinist, too." Lu Yi followed Sanping's footsteps, walked on the left side of Sanping, and said casually.

"Ah, listen to my mother, that's right." Sanping's mood became more and more comfortable when he first walked into the wide mountain road. So even when she was talking about her father at the moment, she could say in a relaxed tone: "When I was not born, my father was an internationally famous violinist. But once while climbing a mountain, I accidentally fell down a small slope, and when I fell, I injured my right wrist. The doctor said that he would never be able to play the violin again. So, since I was born, I've never seen my dad play the violin. ”

"It looks like you took the violin from your dad. Your dad was still very famous in our school at that time. Lu Yi said, "I still remember the violin in the school auditorium, and I heard from the teachers that it was also donated by your father." ”

"It's not just in our school, it's also famous on TV." Sanping said with a smile, "At that time, at school, my father sent me to school, and when my classmates saw my father, they all said that my father was often on TV and was a celebrity. That's when I learned that my dad was on TV a lot—even though he used to give concerts and interviews, but in my house, he wasn't allowed to watch them. ”

"Really?" Lu Yi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Sanping nodded, and then, she suddenly turned her face to Lu Yi and looked at Lu Yi's eyes seriously. Lu Yi was a little uncomfortable with her, "What are you doing?" ”

"Tell me about how your mom and dad get along with you. Let's say, when you say you're going to paint, how do your parents deal with it? ”

Lu Yi was a little speechless, "It's not that I haven't told you, I've said it hundreds of times, and you still want me to say it?" ”

"Hurry up."

Lu Yi sighed, "My parents support all the decisions I make...... Eh, in fact, don't think too much, my parents are just trying to save trouble, you know, they just thought, I made my own decisions, I will suffer in the future, hit a wall, and I will bear it myself, I can't blame them. ”

"That's nice." Sanping couldn't help but sigh, Lu Yi looked at her from the side, "How can there be parents who don't love their children......"

"I didn't say they didn't love me." Sanping looked into Lu Yi's eyes, "I just think that maybe they don't love me that much." ”

Lu Yi looked back and forth, "Eh, I said Xiao Fei, where did that kid go?" We've already made two corners, huh? ”

"Behind you!" Xiao Fei shouted, and then jumped out of nowhere, looking at the frightened Lu Yi and Sanping triumphantly.

Xiao Fei's forehead, face, and neck were all shiny with sweat, he touched a handful of sweat, and smiled recklessly and flaringly in the sun.

"Skin! You wait! Lu Yi's long legs straddled, and his long arms suddenly dragged Xiao Fei, who was about to run, "Wipe the sweat!" Don't get caught by the wind. Let's go, go to the little pavilion over there and sit and rest and drink water. ”

Xiao Fei was obediently dragged by Lu Yi into a small pavilion on the side of the road. After Sanping also walked in, Lu Yi said that he was going to buy water, leaving Xiao Fei and Sanping to wait in the pavilion.

The small gazebo is located somewhere on the mountainside of Fukuyama. There are many plants and vines on the mountainside, and a small brick-red pavilion is inlaid in a large area of green. The bustling tourists, the poetry from the sky, the hope from the earth, everything about the four seasons, everything about life, are quietly embraced by Fukuyama.

Xiao Fei was very excited, and not long after he sat down on the stone bench, he stood up again, look here, look there. Although Sanping was not excited, she still felt comfortable all over her body, she sat quietly, silently feeling the gentle mountain breeze, slowly passing through her body.

Xiao Fei sat down next to Sanping, turned his head and grinned at Sanping, his eyes crooked. Sanping took out a handkerchief from his bag, folded it into a square along the opposite corner, picked it up and gently helped Xiao Fei wipe his sweat, but saw a crimson bruise on Xiao Fei's neck, which was originally covered by the collar and could not be seen, but now it was clear because of the large range of movements.

According to the last time he fought with the senior youth, it has been several months, and the scars on Xiao Fei's face have long been healed, and the bruises on his neck now are definitely not left over from the last fight - this is a new injury.

Sanping endured the fluctuations in his heart, and his fingers lightly touched the bruise on Xiao Fei's neck. Xiao Fei felt a chill hit the wound, and immediately shrunk his neck.