When I got home, Mother Zhong was sitting in the living room, and when she saw her, she was a little disgusted: "Look at you, now you are as wild as a rabbit." Slipping out from time to time and disappearing. Aso just left, and brought the decoration drawings over. If you're about to get married, don't go crazy all day long. ”

Koto sat down on the couch with her head a little dejected. She didn't know what she was wrestling with. Life is so ridiculous. The one who loves her, she is not emotional. People who don't love her, but she is so excited that she even sees her. Tie the knot. It should be a great joy in life, why does she feel like a dark cloud, gloomy and gloomy on her head, making people breathless? Should such a marriage be married? Could it be that the sound of the piano in Aso's eyes has always been like this?

"What do you want? Where did you go? Like a defeated duck? Mother Zhong sat next to her, recently, her daughter is a little weird. Emotions are nowhere near as good as they used to be in the United States. But he didn't tell her that the female college had changed eighteen. The little daughter's thoughts, even she, as a mother, are unpredictable.

"The defeated rooster is not a duck, and people say that the rooster is good?" Qin Yin slightly despised the Chinese level of her mother, who was often in the United States.

Mother Zhong laughed and could still talk back. It shows that the mood is not bad. Compared with her daughter, who was sick and like a glass fish in a greenhouse, she naturally prefers the healthy and lively sound of the piano now. A major operation did not cost her life, and she was returned to such a lively child, Zhong's mother didn't know how many times she thanked the Buddha behind her back.

After the amnesia, the sound of the piano has changed a lot, and the personality is more cheerful, considerate and kind. The mouth is also much more clever than before. Like a little free child. Very tame and happy, occasionally pouting, showing small sharp teeth. Naughty and cute.

Compared with the previous delicate and weak piano that didn't care about the outside world and just stayed in his own world, this is simply a different person.

No matter how it changes, Qin Yin is her daughter. Whether she is introverted or extroverted, depressed or cheerful, she loves her.

"Mom, how did I get along with Aso before? How did I meet her? ”

Qin Yin rested her head on Mother Zhong's shoulder.

"That's what it looks like. It's not noisy or noisy, and the atmosphere is light. Mother Zhong raised her head and recalled: "You know him after the death of your grandmother." We asked a worker to drive you out to buy something, and wiped someone else's car on the road, and the traffic police came to mediate. You were sent back by Aso. Later, I made him a friend, and he has always been the only friend. Mother Zhong sighed and continued to recall: "At that time, I came back to see you every few months, and every time I came, I often saw Asu. When you play the piano, he listens to it, and when you paint, he watches it. You don't talk much to him. Moreover, with your body at that time, I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to play KISS. I am afraid that if I get excited, I will be pressed by the tumor and the blood vessels will have a headache. ”

"Mom." The sound of the piano squirmed. What does it mean to not even dare to kiss. Mom was too blunt.

Mother Zhong laughed and glared at her. "My own daughter, how did I not know? The love affair between you and Aso has always been like a faint boiled water. You can't get excited, you can't show emotion, you always sit quietly, it's pretty much the same as it is now. ”

Kotone tries to imagine what has happened to her. Just get along quietly and lightly. No, actually, it's been two years together. Are you used to each other?

"How can this be considered a relationship?" The piano muttered quietly.

"You were in a special situation at that time, so you could only fall in love like that." Mother Zhong sighed, "Fortunately, I met Asu, Qinyin, and after Asu came to accompany you from time to time, your face was much better." I'm coming back to see you, and you're so much happier. Those days of illness were thanks to his care. After my grandmother died, you were so depressed that I even planned to hire a psychiatrist. You fainted at home, and he was the first to find out. If it weren't for Aso, there would be no sound of the piano that is sitting healthily now. She sighed.

Qin Yin took her mother's hand and smiled reluctantly, "I know." He is my great benefactor. After the smile, it was a little heavy.

Mother Zhong looked at her. It's not that she didn't realize that her daughter didn't care much about this marriage. It's just that since Asu proposed it, and Qin Yin didn't object, Zhong's mother pushed the boat with the water. After all, Aso used to be the one who knew the sound of the piano best. It's just that after living with Qinyin for so long, Zhong's mother also began to hesitate, and Qinyin became too much. Can such two people still fit each other? Looking at her somewhat sad daughter, Mother Zhong understood that she was not the only one who felt this way.

"Piano sound." Mother Zhong held her hand. "Although you are also engaged to be married, you have been in love for so many years. Speaking of which, Aso is really your lifesaver. But marriage is a lifelong event. No child's play. You are my daughter, I don't care about anything else, I just want you to be truly happy and happy. Do you understand? ”

"Mom!" Qin Yin hugged her mother, and the hesitation, grievances and doubts in her heart turned into tears and rushed out. It turns out that her mother understands her too!

Mother Zhong patted her gently. Qin Yin wiped tears and snot on her mother's body, and felt much better. At least, no matter what she does, she now has a solid backer.

"Mom, thank you, I'll think about it." Kotone stood up.

Mother Zhong looked at her daughter and laughed softly: "You have to make your own decisions about your own business." She gestured to the drawings on the table, "The renovation drawings sent by Aso." Would you like to take a look? ”

Qin Yin shook her head, and Mother Zhong muttered: "If you want to decorate, it is also troublesome, and people have to move out." Most of the old things in the attic must be cleaned up, kept and sold. If you want to lose it, you can also lose it. Your grandmother's stuff is too old to work. ”

Attic.

A thought flashed through Qinyin's mind. All the old stuff before was thrown away in the attic. So, are there some memories that can be flipped through in the old East of the attic? For example, memories related to that kiss in your head?

The sound of the piano became excited. Just do it.

"Mom, I'm going to clean up my old stuff in the attic." Kotone turned and ran upstairs.

"It's gray inside. Don't you worry about this moment? Mother Zhong shouted behind her. Kotone had already run up the stairs.

"This girl, crying and laughing, said that the wind is the rain." Mother Zhong shook her head and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Kotone opens the attic door. The attic is actually full. It's full of old furniture, clutter, and old cardboard boxes. It's all old stuff that doesn't use it. There are also big stacks of photo albums.

Qin Yin turned on the light and began to rummage through the old-fashioned wooden cabinets and tables that he had vacated when he came to stay. For a few months, there was a thin layer of ash. Open a drawer, there are some photos, but they are all from those brothers and sisters in the United States. It may have been sent to Koto before. There is one piano sheet after another. The piano note was taken out and flipped over. A big book, a big book, almost impossible to hold. Sky. How long has it been since she played under the trellis? Looking at this book after book, her previous piano skills must be very profound! It's a pity that I've forgotten it all now!

I opened another cardboard box, and in front of me was a large stack of picture scrolls. Yes, Aso said she used to be able to draw. I didn't expect to draw so much. I don't know what I used to draw was? The piano opens a scroll and there is a picture of grapes. Pure ink painting. Full of black and white, lifelike. It's a pity, alas, now, I can't draw anything!

Qin Yin put away the painting, and kept this box well. When she is free, she will start studying again. I used to be able to draw, but now I can't? No way. She had to get her old piano skills back.

I rummaged through the dust, and in a drawer, I turned out a box of stones of all colors. Large and small, strange shapes, some of them have all kinds of beautiful stripes on their bodies. I know a little bit about this. If the stone is kept in water, the stripes on the stone will be clearly visible, such as ink landscapes or flowers, birds, insects and fish, etc., which is a natural "stone painting." ”

No one said that in the past, the music liked to collect stones. It could have been the days when I accompanied my grandmother before I met Aso, right? It seems that there are still many things in the past that even Aso doesn't know! Qin Yin's heart was slightly happy. In this way, the person who really knows her past is not necessarily Aso. He is just aware of her in the past few years!

Then look again. What would have been more years ago?

The house was dusty, the windows were closed, and it was hot. But I can't dispel the interest of Qin Yin looking for old things. Maybe, just turn out something, maybe, she had an unforgettable love before, like that kiss that flashed in her head! Qin Yin's heart couldn't contain the excitement. The answer may be here. She had to look carefully.

The sound of the piano turned out a passage inside. There isn't much of value. She pulled out a large inkstone, which looked like it had a long history. It is heavy, but it is carved with a dragon and a phoenix, which is very exquisite. Maybe it was used by my grandfather in the past, right? Is it an antique?

After squatting for a long time, my waist is sore. Qin Yin stood up, turned around, and moved. Then, her eyes were drawn to a delicate openwork dresser leaning against the corner.

It was a finely crafted dresser that looked like it had been sitting for many years. It was so thick with dust that I couldn't even see the original color.

But this dresser is really beautiful. The mirror is elliptical. Nature just saw a shape, already covered with dust. Around the mirror, there are carved four-season flowers, with branches and leaves, and delicate petal lines, as if they are really blooming in front of you.

On the countertop under the mirror, there are piles of clutter. At the bottom, there are three small drawers, I wonder what will be there?

Curious, Kotone stood up and climbed over the other obstacles to the dresser. It took a bit of effort to remove the surrounding things, and I was able to pull out the three drawers easily.

The first one is empty. The second one has some scraps of paper in it. But it was covered with dust, and it shattered with a light pat in your hand. Qin Yin was a little frustrated. Open the third one, and there is a dusty photo cabinet inside. Qin Yin picked it up, and there was a clear picture frame in the drawer. The dust on the frame is piled up in a thick white patch. I don't see anything at all. Piano picked it up, jumped over the clutter, and came out of the attic. The dust is thick. Blow it and almost lose my eyes. What kind of frame is it, and what kind of photos were taken? It seems like it's been a long time.

Piano jumped downstairs and went to the bathroom to find a wet rag. Wipe the front and back of the photo frame well, and then take it to the balcony to see.

There is a photograph in the frame. Two people, a man and a woman. The man is burly, and the woman is petite and beautiful. The two snuggled up tightly. Hand in hand, smile sweetly. Looks like a couple.

Kotone took a closer look at the picture. The woman is delicate, and her eyebrows and eyes are a bit similar to her mother. It's sisters, right?

Male, the piano notes are closer. Big eyes, thick dark eyebrows, such a familiar smile, such a kind face. Qin Yin felt a headache . It hurts. Who is this man? Does she feel so familiar? It's like a loved one you haven't seen in years. There seemed to be something in my heart that was hooked by some past events that I couldn't remember, and I began to feel a lot of pain. What's there. There must be something. This man, there must be something to do with her.

Kotone held on to the balcony railing and flipped the photo over. On the back of the photo frame, there is a line of delicate small letters: Song Denan and Jing Zi

Song Denan! Song Denan! Jingzi! Shizuko! Shizuko Ko! These names were churning in my head, tearing a hole as if they were being torn alive. Countless things poured out. Qin Yin felt like a sledgehammer had been smashed into her chest, and the huge pain seemed to tear her heart and lungs. In my head, I was tumbling like a boiling pot, and countless memories and past events were like overturned paint plates, mixed together, and the colors were hideous, flowing all over my mind. Headache. The avatar is going to explode and hurt. There was a rumble in her ears, as if there were thousands of iron hoofs galloping towards her, stomping wildly in her head, and as if countless trucks were rumbling past, crushing through her head, trampling, crushing, trampling and crushing, trampling on her brains, crushing her flesh and blood......

The sound of the piano screamed one after another, clutching his head fiercely, and his hair was pulled down and flying to the ground. The picture frame had already fallen to the ground, and she stepped on it, the glass shattered to the ground, and the piano slammed her head against the wall in the midst of screams. Again and again. She couldn't stand it. She felt like it was going to explode. The avatar is as painful as it is to be blown apart. The slamming impact caused the sound to lose consciousness, blood to flow from his forehead, and the sound fell limply to the ground......