I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 152 The Thoughts of Traveling Through Time and Space
The blur in front of his eyes slowly faded away, and when his vision became clear, a ball of paper was thrown on the table.

The person who threw the paper ball was obviously not very skilled in his movements. The paper ball bounced a few times on the table, and when it was about to hit the ground, Su Chengyi stretched out his hand to catch it.

"Are you ok?"

These four words were written on the ball of paper, in Chen Jinzhi's handwriting.

It's strange, even though his back is turned, can you tell that something is wrong with him?

"how do you know?"

Su Chengyi quickly put his question back.

"intuition."

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have asked. Anyway, this is definitely her answer.

Su Chengyi thought for a while. In the past, he had managed to survive difficult moments like this by relying on the method of distraction.

Maybe it would also be a good idea to talk to someone else.

"Thinking of my deceased relatives."

Just as he threw the paper ball back, Su Chengyi suddenly heard a "boom" in his head.

No, Chen Jinzhi said today that Huangmei Opera was taught by her mother when she was a child, and it was only after her mother passed away that she was taken to South Korea under pressure from her hateful father.

Aren't you exposing other people's scars?

It's a pity that the paper ball does not have a recall function.

Su Chengyi felt tormented, but the person behind him didn't reply for a long time.

After thinking for a long time, Su Chengyi wrote another note and sent it again.

"Feel sorry."

Chen Jinzhi suddenly chuckled and wrote on the paper:
"Would you like to have some fresh air?"

This is a self-study class. All the students in the class are writing furiously, and no one looks up at all.

At this time, he slipped out of the back door without anyone noticing.

Feeling depressed, Su Chengyi agreed without hesitation.

So Chen Jinzhi left first. He waited for a minute and then followed.

There was no need to agree on the destination, both of them knew it.

As soon as Su Chengyi opened the rusty iron door, he saw Chen Jinzhi standing by the railing with his back to him.

She also wore a skirt today. Her long, straight and slender legs were evenly spaced, with perfect lines.

The breeze blew on the rooftop, and her long hair fluttered slightly.

Every frame in front of Su Chengyi's eyes was like a deliberately arranged artistic photo scene.

So much so that he stopped where he was, not wanting to ruin the atmosphere.

Chen Jinzhi's ears were very good and he had already heard the sound of him opening the iron door.

After waiting for a while, no one came over.

So he turned around with a smile,
"What are you dazed about?"

Su Chengyi shook his head, walked to her side, and lay on the railing.

Now that it was no longer a public place, there was no need to worry about losing his composure, so he looked completely weak.

Chen Jinzhi looked at his lonely expression and suddenly felt a sting in his heart for no reason.

The words she had just arranged were lost in an instant. She had to take a deep breath and speak as calmly as possible:

"My mother learned Huangmei Opera from my grandmother. She always didn't like singing and thought it didn't sound good. After my grandmother passed away, she picked it up and started practicing it hard. It was also because of this that she also started singing when I was very young. Taught me."

Su Chengyi turned around and looked at Chen Jinzhi's amber eyes, which were glowing with gentleness at the moment.

It looks even more beautiful in this light, like some kind of rare mineral that has never been discovered.

"Fortunately, I always thought it sounded good. When she taught me, I was always very serious. Otherwise, if she left so early, I might not have even entered the door."

Chen Jinzhi even smiled when he said this, although the smile was not as bright as his eyes, more like a habitual twitching of the corners of his mouth.

"When she was alive, I always remembered the trouble she caused, the words she scolded me when she was delirious, and the new problems I faced every day when I came home.

Maybe she found some new way to hurt herself, maybe she cut my last complete school uniform into pieces again. "

"But she died. Only the times when she was kind to me were left in my mind. I found that I could no longer remember her hysterical and disheveled appearance after she became ill. I only remembered the time when she taught me how to sing. So gentle and beautiful.”

Su Cheng realized that Chen Jinzhi was singing in the classroom just now, and he could almost imagine her mother's style.

After saying this, Chen Jinzhi lowered his head and was silent for a while, then suddenly said:
"I thought I would never sing Huangmei Opera again in my life. Because I would think of the people who have passed away."

Su Chengyi was startled. He had thought that he would never play the erhu again, for the same reason.

"I'm sorry for making you think of this again. If you don't want to, you don't have to do it."

After thinking about it for a while, he said this.

Chen Jinzhi shook his head,

"Teacher Su's erhu was probably taught by his deceased relative. Why are you willing to pick it up again now?"

Su Chengyi thought for a while, but found that he couldn't answer.

Maybe too much time has passed with him.Regardless of whether the internal wound has healed or not, there is always only a shallow scar left on the outside.

"Can't you think of it? I know why I want to."

The wind on the rooftop gradually became stronger. Chen Jinzhi's forehead hair was scattered in front of her eyes. She raised her hand to brush it away.

Su Chengyi observed the direction of the wind and changed his position to stand on the other side of her, which was better than having no place to block the wind.

Chen Jinzhi turned around, his eyes showing some seriousness.
"You know what? Death is not the end of life, forgetfulness is."

She paused, then continued:

"When my mother passed away, I actually hated her. Why couldn't she take me with her? Later, I thought about it many times and ended it all, but I felt unwilling to do so. I worked so hard to live until now, not to live such a life.

Every time I feel like I can't hold on, those beautiful memories will pop up to remind me.When you come to the human world, you want to see the sun. "

After she said this, the sun, which had been hiding all day, happened to emerge from the clouds.

Su Chengyi looked at the golden light in a daze.

Chen Jinzhi was reading Haizi's poem just now, and he slowly continued the next sentence:
"Walking on the street with your sweetheart. To understand her, you must also understand the sun."

Chen Jinzhi smiled softly and nodded.

"So the reason why I am willing is that I want to share the few beautiful memories in my life with you."

Without waiting for Su Chengyi to respond, she opened her arms and gave him a comforting hug.

Su Chengyi smelled the fresh tea scent on her body and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

After that, neither of them spoke anymore, but just blew the wind quietly for a while as agreed in the classroom.

When the bell rang, they all returned to the classroom in unison.

After staying with Chen Jinzhi for a while, Su Chengyi felt that the big stone that had been weighing on his heart seemed to relax a little.

The stone may never be completely removed, but now someone else has stepped in, willing to be pressed down with him.

The wind on the rooftop also blew away many accumulated thoughts in my heart.

At least when he returned to the classroom again, he had returned to his usual calm demeanor.

When evening classes were over, Su Chengyi looked up at the sky.

The moonlight tonight is like water, and it feels very suitable for someone to think about things alone.

Originally he didn't even plan to take the subway, but as soon as he reached the school gate, several happy people had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Are you so anxious that you have to try tonight?"

Sitting on the Maybach's leather seat, Su Chengyi sighed.

"Otherwise? Tomorrow is also possible, but what the hell are you going to play football with this guy tomorrow afternoon! Come on, it's ten o'clock now, who doesn't want to go home, take a shower, and sleep!"

Han Bing vented his grievances on Xu Yang next to him. From time to time, he would scream "ouch" when he was pinched.

Chu Qingmian was as cheerful as ever. She leaned over from the passenger seat and said,

"Do you have a piano or violin at home?"

"There's a piano."

Su Chengyi thought about it and realized that the quality was not good enough, so he added:
"It's just very old."

It was originally a second-hand product when I bought it. It had been gathering dust since it had not been used for a long time. Now it is probably as good as the abandoned piano in school.

Most of the ones in Chu Qingmian's home are either Steinway or Yamaha, and they probably have to be customized.

"That's good! Let's try playing together tonight."

Fortunately, Miss Chu doesn't have any of the diseases of a young lady.

This was not the first time for these people to come to Su Chengyi's house. Each one was more familiar with the road than the other. They took off their shoes and walked in on their own.

Only Uncle Gao hesitated at the door due to his personal professionalism.

But he was soon pulled in by Xu Yang and Han Bing, two guys who were more of a master than a master.

Su Chengyi first poured a glass of water for several people, then walked to the door and reminded: "This room hasn't been cleaned for a long time, it may be a little dusty."

As soon as I opened the door, the smell of dust hit my face.

Su Chengyi had foreseen it and covered the lower half of Chu Qingmian's face with his palm.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Several people were choked and coughed repeatedly.

"Hey, Mr. Yi, do you skip here every time you clean?"

"Ah."

Su Chengyi turned on the light with his other hand.

Hanging on the wall are guitars and basses, with a piano and a drum set in the middle, and a flute and Xiao on the stand.

"Did your family run a music store before? Why did you have everything?"

Han Bing walked in with a curious look on his face.

"Can you pick it up and have a look?"

I don't know when her politeness and quality suddenly returned to her body.

"Okay, take a look."

Su Chengyi agreed.

Suddenly I felt someone holding my wrist and looked down.

Chu Qingmian opened her innocent eyes and let out a "whimper" twice, seemingly out of breath.

Only then did he remember to let go of his hand. Chu Qingmian did not complain, but happily wanted to lift the cover of the piano.

Uncle Gao saw this and stepped forward to stop him. He rolled up his sleeves and brushed the dust off the piano cover first.

Su Chengyi looked at the gray sleeves of his suit and secretly measured it in his mind. This suit could probably buy two pianos like this.

"Ah! Xu Yang, if you brag again, I will really kill you!"

After a sharp and harsh sound, Han Bing covered his ears and cursed angrily.

"Isn't it like this in TV dramas? Why doesn't it sound like that?"

Xu Yang put the flute back awkwardly.

Su Chengyi stepped forward to take it and took a look.
"It's time to change the flute membrane."

This gave Xu Yang a good opportunity to clear his name. He immediately said plausibly:
"See? It's an equipment problem."

"You can also play the flute!"

Chu Qingmian also walked over and asked with surprise on her face.

Su Chengyi shook his head and put the flute back on the shelf.

"not good at."

"Play one and listen, I want to see if it's a problem with the equipment!"

Han Bing immediately presented the flute with both hands.

Su Chengyi had no choice but to take over again. It was a bit difficult to play professional music at his level, but he could try popular songs.

He simply played a piece of "Lovesickness", a song that everyone is familiar with. Following the melody of the flute, the lyrics automatically flowed into his mind.

"The most willing to forget the ancient poems,

The most dismissive is lovesickness.

Guard your love and fear people’s laughter,
I'm afraid people will see clearly.

Spring comes to see the red beans bloom again,

I didn't see any lovers to pick them.

Fireworks embrace Merry and true love is absent. "

After Su Chengyi finished playing the chorus, he had only one thought in his mind:
The diaphragm really needs to be replaced.

"Holy crap, it sounds great!"

Xu Yang was obviously shocked.
"How did you make that sound? Did we use a flute?"

"You call this not very good? Stop talking. After you finish playing this piece, you don't need to try the erhu, because your own evaluation of the erhu is: you can play it well. You understand everything."

Han Bing also had an expression that said, "There's nothing to say, it's time to settle down."

Even Uncle Gao's face showed a bit of nostalgia for the past, probably remembering an old friend.

Only Chu Qingmian looked dazed when he heard this, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Chengyi looked at her expression and wanted to laugh, and gently tapped her head with his flute.

This time she reacted very quickly and immediately covered her head.

"What do you want to play together?"

"There is one song that I heard others perform together before, and it sounds great!"

Chu Qingmian had already thought of the song and looked very excited.

"Have you ever thought about what if I don't know how to do it?"

Su Chengyi carefully took out the erhu from the locked box.

"Mr. Yi, you are treating it too differently. Everything else is the same as what you found at a street stall, but this erhu looks like a new one."

Xu Yang came over and touched the mahogany piano tube.

"Yeah. Because it's grandpa's relic."

Su Chengyi gently wiped the piano rod with his sleeve and answered casually.

"You're riding a horse! I really deserve to die!"

Xu Yang immediately turned his back and slapped himself.

"You don't have to be like this, it happened many years ago."

Su Chengyi looked at the sudden changes in the faces of several people because of his words, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

In fact, I feel a lot better after talking to Chen Jinzhi today. In addition, when staying with these friends, it is difficult for people to think of anything sad.

"What tune?"

Seeing that several people were still silent, he had no choice but to pick up the topic again.

Chu Qingmian looked like she was about to cry and said slowly:
""Thoughts Across Time and Space"."

Su Chengyi was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect it to be this song.

The episode in the anime Inuyasha is actually very nice, but the tune is a bit sad, and he happens to have learned it.

"Okay, I happen to be able to."

Su Chengyi pulled up the stool next to him and sat down.

Chu Qingmian had no choice but to sit in front of the piano.

She didn't expect the erhu to have such meaning to Su Chengyi, so she felt very sorry for disturbing him at his home so rashly.

Su Chengyi looked at her expression and guessed what she was thinking, so he drew the bow and strings, and the erhu immediately produced a tone that was very similar to human speech:
"What are you doing? Start quickly!"

He used to use this trick to tease his grandfather, and it would make him blow his beard and stare in anger every time.

"puff."

Several people with serious expressions on the side were immediately amused.

Chu Qingmian glanced at Su Chengyi with tears in her eyes. When the latter nodded slightly in encouragement, she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and entered the state.

As soon as the first few notes of the piano came out, the overall sad tone of the piece filled the room.

The melodious erhu sound was added at the most appropriate time, like complaints, complaints, tears and admiration, and instantly took over the dominant position.

The two of them had obviously never played together before, but the tune they played was in perfect harmony, as if they had practiced it countless times.

The first half of the song is immersed in a sad atmosphere, which makes people almost cry.

But in the second half, there is suddenly a sense of rebirth as time passes, the sea changes, and the dead trees sprout new branches.

Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat.

Su Chengyi suddenly felt that Chu Qingmian had chosen the song very well.

Thoughts that travel through time and space will not change in any way from the past life to this life.

The only thing that has changed is that he will move forward with this longing and move towards a better life.

Just like the lines in "Interstellar"——

"Love is the only thing that transcends time and space."

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　　PS: The erhu and piano ensemble version of "Missing Through Time and Space" is really nice!If you are interested, you can go and listen to it!

　　
　
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