Su Suinian was confused by Jiang Huai's remarks, "Senior Jiang, aren't you and Song slow brother and sister?" ”

"Brother and sister?" Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment, and then realized, "My sister's surname is Jiang, not Song." ”

Su Suinian: "......"

"If I had such a brother, I would be angry." Song Slow walked behind Su Suinian at some point and looked at Jiang Huai with a little anger.

"Calling you over for rehearsal, not asking you to come over and chat. The company is not busy? Hurry up and get down to business. ”

Hearing that Jiang Huai gave himself face in front of Su Suinian like this, Song Chu was not modest, and simply pushed the boat down the river to be a bad person.

Anyway, neither she nor Jiang Huai likes Su Suinian, so there is no need to get used to this eldest lady.

"Slowly, in front of outsiders, give me some face." Jiang Huai hooked his lips and pulled Song Slow to his side, tilted his head and spoke softly. It was as if two people were biting their ears close to each other, and it was very ambiguous.

Su Suinian clutched the hem of his skirt tightly, but the expression on his face was still a generous person.

"Save face for you? Then you go to the venue. Song slowly shook off Jiang Huai's hand and pushed his shoulders to the center of the stage.

The piano is already set up, just in the middle of the stage on the left.

"Thank you." Song spoke slowly and quietly into the back of Jiang Huai's head.

Jiang Huai smiled and turned his head to look at her, "Thank me for what?" ”

"Thank you for giving me face." Song slowly looked at Su Suinian cautiously, and was relieved to see that she hadn't paid attention to this side.

"Su Suinian said I won't let you come to the rehearsal, I ......"

"What should I do?" Without waiting for Song to explain, Jiang Huai smiled.

"You invited me to the party, and I will listen to you whether I come or not. Even if it's ...... age."

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Huai didn't remember what Su Suinian's name was, so he simply gave up struggling.

"No matter how much the people in your community bombard me and disturb me, I won't come, unless you ask me to come."

Jiang Huai was poor, and was taken to the piano by Song Slow.

Song Slowe dogged and helped him open the piano lid, "What tune are you playing?" ”

"I don't know, I haven't thought about it yet." Jianghuai is sitting in danger.

"Didn't think about it?" Song Slow's eyebrows jumped suddenly, "It's going to start the day after tomorrow, you haven't practiced yet?" ”

"You don't have to worry, I can memorize the scores performed in those scenes."

Jiang Huai smiled and rubbed the back of Song Slow's head, his eyes doting, "What do you want to hear?" ”

Song Slow suddenly remembered what music Su Suinian asked her to play when she peeked at the Jianghuai party.

If Jianghuai plays the score of the party now, it must be in the middle of the Soviet Union.

"What do you want to play?" Song Slow felt that he was too nosy, so he simply didn't want to think about it.

"What do you want to hear?" Jiang Huai patiently asked again.

"What do you want to play?" Song was stunned and asked again.

…

Finally, after five minutes of ineffective discussion between the two of them like pushing and pulling a chainsaw and kicking a ball, Jiang Huai took matters into his own hands and played a song "The Voice of Missing".

Before playing the piano, he carefully wiped each finger with a wet paper towel. His fingers were slender and slender, and Song slowly looked at it, and he thought of the poplar tree.

Facing the wind, tough and upright, lonely and indulgent in the field, worldly and elegant.

The breeze is light, the leaves rustle, and the tenderness is sweet.

Song slowly held his chin to watch Jiang Huai's fingers jump on the keys, and the clean and pure sound of the piano suddenly spread throughout the hall. She seems to be bathing in the spring sun at some time, drunk the summer moon, picking maple leaves, and waiting for the first snow.

Jianghuai's back is so straight and so broad. The sound of the piano was like his soul, and everywhere he went, kaolin flowers bloomed that no mortal could touch.

Song Chu felt for a moment that her heart seemed to stop.

Jiang Huai quietly looked at the keys, occasionally closing his eyes. The eyelashes are thick and long, like a fan, brushing under the eyes and also through Song Slow's heart.

The light fell from the top of his head, and Jianghuai was glowing all around.

How can anyone be so perfect.

Song Slow couldn't help but sigh.

At the end of the song, the staff in the hall burst into warm applause.

Song Slow was still immersed in the sound of the piano and couldn't extricate herself, until Jiang Huai's hand hit her head, she met his gaze, and her face blushed a lot.

"What do you think?" Jiang Huai thought it was funny, "Distracted? ”

"No," Song slowly covered his face and looked at him, his heart beating like thunder, "What are you playing?" ”

Jiang Huai blinked, and the water rippled at the bottom of his eyes, like a fine piece of light, dotted like a galaxy, "Guess? ”

"How do I know?" Song looked around in a panic.

"Slowly, you know." Jiang Huai suddenly straightened up, and his laughing tone was much more serious.

He stepped forward and bent down, looking at Song slowly.

The air conditioner was turned on in the hall, and Song Slow still felt very hot.

"Yours know here."

Jiang Huai stretched out his hand and nodded Song Slow's head.

It was obviously a very light action, but Song Slow was like being hit by an electric current, the roots of his ears were itchy, and he ran away with the sentence "I'll go to the bathroom".

Staring at Song Slow, who fled in the wilderness, Jiang Huai shook his head helplessly. His eyes faded, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito fly.

"Yes...... "The Voice of Missing". You know, and your heart knows it. ”

-

"Senior Jiang."

Jiang Huai stood in the stairs and waited for Song Slow to come out of the bathroom, but he didn't wait for Song Slow, but waited for Su Suinian.

Jiang Huai looked at her with narrow eyes, "Something?" ”

Su Suinian pinched his mobile phone, his eyes wandering, "That...... The party will be held the day after tomorrow. ”

"I know." Jiang Huai looked in the direction of the bathroom.

"So......" Su Suinian bit his lower lip and mustered up his courage.

"Can I add you to WeChat?" She handed her phone out, "It's easy to contact." ”

Jiang Huai finally turned his head and glanced at her, patting his pants without pockets by the way.

"The phone is slowly there."

"......" Su Suinian was silent.

"I don't add strangers to WeChat, just contact me slowly if there is anything, and she will help me arrange time. However, I hope that I will not be responsible for other requests due to the fact that I will be limited to the party. ”

"Mo...... Stranger? ”

After Su Suinian finished speaking, there was a thunderstorm in the sky.

The summer rain came quickly, and as soon as the thunder passed, crackling raindrops fell.

Suddenly, heaven and earth were connected, and everything outside could not be seen clearly.

Su Suinian touched his bare arm and took a breath, "Then you...... Can you send me back? I made an appointment with my mom tonight to go for a beauty salon, and it rained so hard that I shouldn't be able to get a taxi. ”

"The car keys are slowly there."

Jiang Huai's words finally defeated all of Su Suinian's careful thinking, and let Su Suinian advance or retreat.

"Then can I wait for her to come out and ask her?" But she still didn't give up, even if she lost everything, she wanted to try again.

"Slowly I don't like strangers in my car." Jiang Huai paused, and his tone was cold.

The sound of the rain was loud and hollow, devouring everything, but his voice was clear.

"I don't like it either."