The next morning, Qi Luoling woke up early, and it took her two hours to clean the whole house thoroughly. Although www.biquge.info was tired and sweaty, looking at the shiny tables and chairs and the unstained floor, she felt a sense of indescribable comfort in her heart.

She rushed into the bathroom to shower. After the shower, she rested on the sofa for a few minutes, and pulled out the business card of the music critic Cheng Yuping from the innermost layer of her bag. She called the phone number on the business card. The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. Just as she was about to give up, someone picked up the phone.

"Hey, hello, I'm Qi Luoling."

"Who?"

"Qi Luoling, the person who sat with you on the plane"

The other person paused for a few seconds, as if recalling the scene.

"I remember, hello." The other party said politely.

"I'd like to meet with you and ask you some questions about music. I wonder if you're available? ”

"Oh," the other man thought for a few seconds and said, "I happen to be free tomorrow morning, where should I make an appointment?" ”

"It mainly depends on where you are more convenient? I'll do whatever it takes. ”

"Then let's meet at the café across the street from my house." The other party thought for a moment and said.

The next morning, Qi Luoling took a taxi to the café that Cheng Yuping had agreed upon.

The café is located on the second floor of a commercial shopping mall with a large terrace at the junction of the second and third floors. In the warm autumn sun, it should be quite pleasant to sit on a patio chair, drink a cup of coffee and read a book.

It didn't take long for Cheng Yuping to appear at the door of the café. She wore a sleeveless Bosmia dress with floral flowers on a green background, which was calf-length. The long skirt has a high waist and a slim fit, and the skirt is loose, which looks full of feminine charm. Coupled with his tall figure and beautiful facial features, it has become a rare beautiful scenery in the crowd.

"You're so pretty." Qi Luoling couldn't help but praise.

"Thank you!"

Cheng Yuping tidied up his skirt a little and sat down elegantly.

The waiter walked over, Qi Luoling ordered a cup of mocha coffee, and Cheng Yuping asked for a cup of cappuccino coffee.

It didn't take long for the waiter to bring two cups of coffee.

"Do you need sugar?" Cheng Yuping asked.

Qi Luoling smiled and shook her head, "I like pure coffee, the original flavor has a mixture of bitter, sour, and sweet flavors. ”

"I'm the opposite, I like to drink fancy coffee, with milk and sugar, and only need a little bitterness of coffee in the sweet and silky texture. I just love this kind of coffee. Cheng Yuping's thumb and forefinger twisted the small metal handle and stirred it quickly, allowing the cream and sugar to melt quickly.

Qi Luoling swallowed a sip of mocha coffee, the mellow and astringent bitterness slowly flowed down the tongue to the heart, and the sweet and sour taste swirled in the mouth.

"Can you tell us about what you do in music?" Qi Luoling asked.

"My job is to write in the mass media, mainly in the form of essays and essays based on pop music, popular music and important musical phenomena."

"I remember you said you knew a lot about classical piano, didn't you?" Qi Luoling asked.

"Of course. I have loved the piano since I was a child, especially classical piano. Cheng Yuping took a sip of coffee and said calmly.

In the café, the piano music is as clear as water. She remembered the piano piece called Flower Whisper.

In the next position, there are customers leaving, and customers are sitting.

"What? Are you also interested in classical piano? Cheng Yuping asked.

"Mm-hmm, I'm interested right now." Qi Luoling nodded.

The waiter brought two strawberry-flavored cakes with ice cream, saying that today was the anniversary of the store and that they were given to customers for free.

"Now you can tell me what you're looking for me?" Cheng Yuping took a sip of coffee and asked.

"That's right, I want to ask you for a favor." Qi Luoling looked at her sincerely.

"What is it? I wonder if I have the ability? “

"I'd like to ask you to help me find something." Qi Luoling pretended to be calm and said.

"What's that?"

Cheng Yuping put down the coffee in his hand and looked at her seriously.

"I'm looking for a classical piano score."

"Who wrote the music? Who plays? “

"As for the composer and performer......" Qi Luoling lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, "I have only seen it in dreams. “

"What?" Cheng Yuping looked at her intently with strange eyes, and then said, "Can you express your meaning more clearly?" “

"You may think it's ridiculous that a person looking for music that he has only heard in a dream makes it strange to normal people."

The ice cream in the cardboard box on the table was slowly melting, and the bright strawberries on top were sinking into the sticky cream.

"Since you've heard it in your dreams, how can you be sure that you have this score in reality?" Cheng Yuping asked.

"I can't explain why, but I firmly believe that this piano piece must exist."

"Why are you so sure?" Cheng Yuping looked at her deeply.

Qi Luoling took a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth and asked, "I have a gut feeling. My gut told me that I was looking for sheet music, and the fact that it was arranged in advance seemed to be my mission. “

The two were silent for a long time.

"Don't you believe what I'm saying? Or do you suspect that I have a mental problem? “

Cheng Yuping did not answer this question directly, but said in a tactful tone: "It's not that I don't believe what you say, I just think it's a little strange that there are some problems with your logic." You don't look like you're lying, but you don't look like a normal person talking. First of all, if you only instinctively affirm the existence of this score, it is deeply doubtful. “

"What do you think of the subconscious?" Qi Luoling thought for a moment and asked.

"I have read Freud's "The Interpretation of Dreams" before, according to his theory, the subconscious mind is composed of various repressed or forgotten emotions, desires, motives, and has lost its connection with the normal communication system and the rules of language, and can hardly enter the consciousness and rational level of man. The appearance of dreams is the expression of subconscious desires, of course, this expression is not unscrupulous and straightforward, but the expression after modification. “

Cheng Yuping glanced at her, and then said: "Dreams are not so much the so-called foreshadowing of the future, but rather the memories of past experiences, and dreams are the resurrection of past experiences, especially those suppressed and rejected subconscious desires in childhood. “

"I know very well what you mean, according to Freud's theory, the reason why I have such dreams is not a mysterious phenomenon at all, but can be psychoanalyzed according to his theory of the subconscious. As a young man, Freud tried to find a satisfactory answer to the mysterious phenomenon through non-mystical means. Most of them are with the help of his theory of the unconscious. In fact, he did have a hope that one day all the phenomena of omens, telepathy, miracles, miracles, etc., would be summed up in our subconscious mental process, without shaking the foundations of the doctrine too much. ”

"Yes. Cheng Yuping nodded.

"But Mr. Freud's stance on mysticism has always given the impression of being consistent." Qi Luoling's tone changed and he continued, "In his later years, his views on mysterious phenomena seem to have changed. He argues that psychoanalytic explanations do not negate the existence of mystical phenomena. In the New Psychoanalytic Edition, he expressed his new point of view: psychoanalysis cannot give a direct answer to the most interesting question, that is, the objective truth of such things. Later, in some of his psychoanalytic cases, he used psychoanalysis to make things that were not originally mysterious to be mysterious. He came to the conclusion that dream interpretation and psychoanalysis were instrumental in mysticism. It is through this method that the mysterious things that are not known are known. “

Cheng Yuping was stunned, and said after a while: "Even if I believe what you say, what you say is the truth, but how do you want to find it?" I don't know how many unknown classical piano scores there are in the world, and the chances are as slim as finding a needle in the sea? “

"I also know that this is extremely difficult. The most important thing, though, is that I know the name of this piano piece. “

"What's the name?"

"The sorrow of the devil."

The handle of the spoon in Cheng Yuping's hand fell into the coffee cup, making a crisp sound.

"Why is it called that? Could it be that it has something to do with demons? “

Qi Luoling shook her head and said, "I don't know the origin of the song's name. “

Cheng Yuping didn't speak, moved the coffee cup in front of him, lowered his head and slowly scooped up the ice cream with a spoon, as if thinking about something.

"If you're embarrassed, forget it!"

"No, no, it's not a matter of embarrassment. Cheng Yuping continued: "I'm thinking about how to use the resources in my hands to help you find some clues about the score. “

"Thank you so much, I wonder how I can thank you?"

"You're too polite to thank me, because I don't know if I can help you find a clue? First, and secondly, for me personally, I'm curious, what is it about a piano score in a dream that is so important to you, that you seem to be obsessed with it, looking for it in reality? “

"All I can say is that it's an unbeatable piece of piano music, at least in the music I've ever heard."

"It's so beautiful?"

"Yes, it's so deep in my heart that listening to it, you feel like you're delusional."

"What delusion?"

"You seem to feel like you've gone back to a moment in the past, or a moment in the past has come to you."

After speaking, Qi Luoling was in a trance and cast her eyes outside the coffee shop.

"Okay, I'll do my best to help you find it." Cheng Yuping nodded thoughtfully.