That happened one year after Tianya left China.

Specifically, it was 14 months and 7 days after Xu Xiangxiao sent that text message. The text message was still at the top of her chat app — she pinned it.

Only Tianya was put on top, and he was the only one who had this treatment, even if she was very skeptical that he knew that there was such a thing; (It's very likely that she wasn't pinned on the other party's side, but it doesn't matter, she's not an INTJ)

Even if they haven't been in touch for a long, long time, it's so long that people wonder if this friendship counts.

The last conversation was 14 months ago, and she finally said, "Just kidding, when are you coming back?" ”

The so-called joking naturally refers to her confession.

- She struggled to explain the nature of her liking for him, trying to disguise the confession as if it were just a normal chat, like a clown.

So in the end she gave up and simply said to herself, "I'm kidding."

It turned out to be no response.

She suddenly felt that the little black question mark at the end of the chat was like a footnote that Chen Ya hadn't returned after such a long absence.

The cursor flashed innocently in the chat box, and Xu Xiangxiao reluctantly quit the software and turned off the phone.

She didn't dare to send any more messages, because she was afraid that after she sent the message, a small red exclamation mark would appear next to it, indicating that the other party was no longer your friend.

14 months and 7 days – that's more than a year, and it's not a little bit, it's a lot more. It's just that she wishfully thinks it's only one year.

Because before this, she was still naïve with the illusion that it would only take a year for Tianya to appear by her side intact.

His customary languid gaze would become sharp for a moment at the sight of her, and he picked her hair with his fingers, and said:

"Why did you grow long hair?"

Thinking of this, Xu Xiangxiao gently tugged at her hair, in a year, it has already hung down below her shoulders, give it another year, I don't know how far it will develop.

With long hair, she began to appreciate the hardships of being a girl, there are many inconveniences in washing and maintaining her hair, and the hair loss has become serious, which is a bit similar to raising a dog, and sometimes it will block the water in the bathroom.

Medium-length hair is also not suitable for appearing in front of the media, this length of hair is not pretty, and she does not want to do anything according to the current length.

And her hair length has been on a hot search some time ago, and she was photographed by the paparazzi, saying that Xu Xiangxiao is black and straight, full of femininity.

She felt a kind of resentful joy when she saw the news - it turns out that I didn't have femininity before?

I felt like I had never been so humiliated.

…… So, please.

Tianya, come back quickly.

Xu Xiangxiao put her hand with woolen gloves into the pocket of her down jacket, let out a sigh, and the white mist rose in a swirling manner, and then disappeared into the silent air.

One more day is Christmas.

This year's temperatures are colder than usual, and the weather forecast calls for snow tomorrow.

She wished it would snow, it would be a little warmer than it was now.

In fact, Xu Xiangxiao has long known that Tianya may already have a girlfriend.

It's just that he never says it.

I don't blame him, I just blame her for never daring to ask.

At first, she only cared about music, and didn't pay much attention to anything other than music. She has made up her mind since she was a child that nothing other than music is worth caring about, which is why she has a tragic childhood and a tragic present.

The reason why she suspects that Tianya has a girlfriend is because she gradually recalled: it seems that from the beginning, Tianya left suddenly after receiving a call, or disappeared for several days without saying hello.

She began to think that this was normal. Later, after having some more female friends, she realized that this might be a sign of falling in love.

If it wasn't for the summoning of his girlfriend, how could he suddenly disappear like this?

Of course, she has no reason to accuse Tianya of not being interesting enough, after all, she is just a singer, singing the songs that Tianya wrote for her.

It's just a partnership.

It is also her wishful thinking to want Tianya to only write songs for herself, and to do this music forever, she has long known that this story will always come to an end, but she didn't expect it to end in such a bad way.

She took three steps and two steps, jumped up the steps, and stepped into the elevator.

took out the key, and when I saw the door of my house, I also saw the hairy body in front of the door, squatting at the door.

"Snowball Snowball, why did you come to my house again? Come and visit? ”

Xu Xiangxiao greeted the little dog, but received no response.

"Snowball" is the dog she picked up last month, I don't know why it ran to her door, and she was so hungry that her stomach was deflated, so she kept it for more than ten days, and she didn't have any small animals before that.

As a result, after ten days, the owner of "Snowball" came to the door and told her that it was their dog, and that its name was not "Snowball", but "Franklin".

Xu Xiangxiao was very happy to return the "Franklin" on the surface, and said that he could form a good friendship with the family, and welcomed them to bring "Franklin" to his home as a guest.

And when she lay down in bed at night, she felt as if someone had been punched in the chest, and she didn't fall asleep for most of the night.

Even though it wasn't her dog, she had a feeling that something had been taken away from her.

And she didn't like the name "Franklin", it didn't sound cool at all.

This little black dog should be called Snowball.

Xu Xiangxiao began to seriously consider whether to get a dog.

It's just that she didn't think about what breed to raise, so she asked her friends to inquire a lot about raising dogs and learned a lot of knowledge.

But in the end, I still didn't make up my mind.

"Snowball Snowball, are you asleep?"

Xu Xiangxiao put the key back in her pocket, ran over in a hurry, and squatted next to the "snowball".

At this time, she realized that something was wrong, "Snowball" was hard, lying on her side on the ground, and her belly did not rise.

Xu Xiangxiao squatted on the ground, one did not hold steady, and sat on the ground with one butt.

Then she burst into tears and covered her mouth with her hand.

"Snowball" is dead.

The little black dog, which she had only fed for more than ten days, finally died at her doorstep on the day before Christmas.

She didn't know what mood it was in to get back to her door, she just felt uncomfortable, and it was uncomfortable to think about it.

Xu Xiangxiao sat on the ground and cried loudly, as if her whole soul was crying.

After a few phone calls, the dog owner quickly came over and apologized to her vigorously - she felt that they had completely misunderstood her, and they probably thought they were scared to cry.

Actually, it's not at all. But she didn't want to explain at all.

After explaining countless times to the housekeeping aunt and the agent, and finally convincing them that she was fine, at night, she lay on the bed, impulsively clicked on the chat history, and sent a message to the person at the top:

"I suddenly thought of you today."

Putting the phone to her chest, after about a second, she began to regret it, and wanted to withdraw the message, and when she picked up the phone again, she saw that there was an additional reply below her words:

"I've been thinking about you."

Xu Xiangxiao couldn't hold back any longer, biting her lip, tears flowed out in large gullies.

But the corners of his mouth were full of smiles.

……

……

Duncan Jones's phone connection time has run out, Gao Xiaobai spread his hands and said:

"Yes, I didn't ask anything just now."

Qin Yunchu said: "No, at least we know that JX's status in foreign countries is really high, and even David Bowie's funeral, he is the finale." ”

can write so many songs and lay down the American music scene in 2 years, such a person naturally has a high status - Qin Yunchu glanced at Yingzi challenged, she wanted that person to deeply realize this.

After speaking, she looked at Jiang Xinhai and Xu Xiangxiao, and her expression seemed to say, "Huh?" ”

Xu Xiangxiao didn't speak, she took off her hat, felt a little hot, and handed it to the person next to her.

Her hair was coiled up in a bun at the back of her head and simply clipped with a hairpin.

"How long did your hair grow?" Jiang Xinhai knew that she was growing long hair, and asked.

"It hasn't reached the waist yet," Xu Xiangxiao said, "as if after a certain length, it won't grow long, and it's hard to store." ”

"It's been a long time, and I'm still a little envious." Jiang Xinhai said.

"Don't Versailles, your hair is long enough." Xu Xiangxiao glanced at her hair, which was the real waist-length hair.

"I want to cut it. I mean it. ”

"Waste."

Wang Feng said to Qin Yunchu: "Mr. Qin, choose the answer, if you have another appetite, the audience in the live broadcast room will go crazy." ”

Qin Yunchu playfully raised his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot about this, the answer is too obvious." ”

She walked over to the screen and after choosing the correct answer, the screen went black again.

A line of words appeared on the screen:

[Act II: Confession and Farewell].

The crowd looked at the words on the screen.

It's a literary name.

Then, two new lines of words appeared underneath.

[Note: Mr. JX's biggest weakness in this life.]

It's just that I've never learned to confess and say goodbye well]

"What the hell." Wang Feng said with a smile.

This is completely out of tune with the previous style.

I was obviously talking about music before.

Why did you suddenly turn into Mr. JX's habits again?

"Generally speaking, people who say this are very suspicious of scumbags." Gao Xiaobai commented.

"Don't take the initiative, don't refuse, don't be responsible, right?" Wang Feng said, "There is some truth. ”

The audience in the live broadcast room was a bunch of "happy".

But Jiang Xinhai and Xu Xiangxiao did not speak.

Then, finally, the screen appeared - an iron-gray street, a white statue, and a blue Danube.

People are walking around wrapped in trench coats, and then the camera pans down, and a person appears in front of everyone.

When they saw this person, everyone let out a "huh".

Because, this person, everyone knows.

"It's Langlang!"

Someone called out his name right away.

Lang Lang is a well-known pianist in China.

Or it shouldn't be said that world-renowned pianist.

If you want to choose the greatest living pianist in the world, he will definitely be considered.

No matter which list selects the top 10 greatest pianists in the world, if there is no Langlang, it means that there is something wrong with this list.

If other people are proud to play in the Golden Hall, then Langlang playing in the Golden Hall is the glory of the Golden Hall.

As one of the most well-known Chinese people in the world, there are few people who do not know his face.

So people were surprised, they never expected to see Langlang in JX's music collection.

Because in any case, the impression given by JX is too different from Langlang.

There is simply no intersection between the two of them.

JX is written in China in popularity, and in foreign countries it is written in rock.

And Langlang is in the classical circle, although they are all engaged in music, but this span is too big.

"Wouldn't JX be Langlang??" Yan Yunzhuo suddenly lost his voice and shouted.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Wang Feng frowned and thought seriously: "Langlang is a pianist, and I rarely hear that he is composing music......"

"But a great pianist is sometimes a great composer," Mr. Gao said, "and a lot of that, at least in the classical period." ”

Wang Feng did not speak.

In the classical period, it is true that many composers were also performers, and that was because there were not many people who received musical education at that time, and composition and performance were not completely separated.

Until now, when composition and music have been separated, this phenomenon has become rare.

But who can pat their chests and guarantee that this will never happen in modern times?

Gao Xiaobai asked Jiang Xinhai and said, "Xinhai, JX won't be Langlang, right?" ”

Jiang Xinhai and Xu Xiangxiao shook their heads at the same time.

"Oh," Gao Xiaobai said sullenly, "That's fine." ”

In the video, Langlang, who has been strolling through the streets, finally speaks.

"The last time I came to Vienna was two years ago, when I was at a concert," Lang Lang said in the video, "I thought it would be a long, long time coming." ”

In the video, a voice close to the camera sounds: "What's wrong?" Tickets don't sell well? ”

Hearing this voice, Jiang Xinhai and Xu Xiangxiao were suddenly startled.

"This is JX! It's JX who speaks! He was holding the camera. Jiang Xinhai said categorically.

Everyone's eyes were completely drawn to the screen.

This was the first time they had heard JX speak Chinese. In the previous video, he spoke English.

"The tickets are good to sell," Lang Lang said as he walked, "They sell well all over the world, and they are all sold out with a snap." ”

"Hehe, Versailles, right?" People hear JX say.

JX spoke so unceremoniously, Langlang was not annoyed, and laughed along.

"It's true."

The two walked for a while, and JX asked:

"Then why don't you want to come here?"

"You know, old Europeans, especially in Vienna, are picky about music," Langlang said, "It's like talking about cross talk in Tianjin, you can hear a wrong note, and you can be pulled out and criticized several times." ”

"At your level, are you still afraid of playing the wrong game?" JX said with a slight sarcasm.

"No matter how high the level is, I am still afraid!" Langlang said, "Even if all of them are good, the people sitting under the stage are all your brothers and sisters, don't you have much pressure to replace you?" ”

"That's just as well." JX said.

"So, what are you looking for me to come back for?" Lang Lang looked at the camera and said, "That is, you can let me come by plane with a word." ”

"I want to give a concert in the Musikverein." JX said.

Lang Lang glanced at the camera playfully (actually looking at the person behind the camera): "Your piano level is there, but it's not enough to see." ”

"It's not me who plays, it's you," JX said, "I've written a few tunes and want you to play them for me." ”

There is one more more. Ask for a commuter pass.

Thank you again for the lonely alliance leader~

Thank you for the 15-point reward for singing yellow chicken~

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