Jiang Yubai did not give any answer, even his breathing was silent. His fingers wrapped around her wrist, gradually tightening, like thorns entwined around a rose.
Lin Zhixia shrank back half an inch: "You are so strong, it hurts me."
Jiang Yubai let her go immediately. His evil right hand had nowhere to go, and it carelessly hit the piano keys, making a momentary noise. The interlaced piano sounds broke the silent atmosphere, and he finally asked her, "What song do you want to hear?"
"Please play a song called 'Eternal Moment.'" Lin Zhixia pointed out.
Jiang Yubai said, "I didn't memorize the music score."
Lin Zhixia hummed a short passage for him and said, "That's how it goes."
Jiang Yubai held down the piano keys and played a few passages smoothly. Lin Zhixia said in surprise, "Yes, yes, yes, have you found the feeling?"
The curtains were blown up by the breeze, light and shadows swayed on the piano keys, and beautiful music flowed through his fingers like water. She felt his performance at this moment with her heart, and every beat fell on her heartstrings.
She seemed to be able to sense the subtle and indescribable emotions. She gradually approached him: "You play with such emotion, I can hear it, I am your soulmate."
The piano stopped.
Jiang Yubai asked cryptically, "What did you hear?"
"You like this song!" Lin Zhixia insisted.
Jiang Yubai was a little frustrated. Fortunately, he had developed a tenacious spirit of "fighting and losing, and fighting again and again" since he was nine years old.
Jiang Yubai began to play "Scenes from Childhood". The composer of this piece is German composer Schumann. Schumann loved his wife Clara deeply. He and Clara were childhood sweethearts. Therefore, Schumann composed "Scenes from Childhood" to praise the beautiful memories of him and his wife.
After listening to a few bars, Lin Zhixia clapped her hands vigorously. "It's very nice. You can play with your uncle and record a classical music album."
Jiang Yubai immediately gave up his plan to express his feelings through music. He closed the piano cover and invited her in a subtle and graceful manner: "Can I dance with you?"
Lin Zhixia grabbed his hand without hesitation: "Let's practice quickly."
She pulled Jiang Yubai to the center of the concert hall.
It was May, the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and the temperature was relatively high. Lin Zhixia was wearing a long-sleeved dress, and the thin fabric of the dress was tightly attached to her shoulders. Jiang Yubai raised his hands and held her, as if he was kissing her skin.
The warmth of her body passed through her skirt and reached his palm. He withdrew his hand and put it in his shirt pocket, then took two steps back and said, "Give me some time to prepare."
Lin Zhixia asked suspiciously, "Do we still need to prepare for this?"
Jiang Yubai found a suitable excuse: "The speaker is not turned on." He pressed the button on the remote control, and a melodious music came out of the speaker.
Lin Zhixia stood there, feeling playful. When he approached her again, she actually ran away. He didn't understand what she was playing at first, until she smiled back at him, and he immediately ran towards her with long legs and easily caught her.
Jiang Yubai's right hand was wrapped around her waist, tightly fitting like a pair of clenched gears. He lowered his head to smell her fresh scent, and his left hand unconsciously lifted her hair. Her long, soft black hair was smoother than the finest satin he had ever seen.
Lin Zhixia thought that he was planning to practice waltz with her.
She took the initiative to hold his left hand tightly: "Okay, let's dance."
Jiang Yubai was not very good at dancing. He and Lin Zhixia rehearsed once a week for more than a month, and rather than looking forward to the prom, he hoped to be alone with her.
Lin Zhixia was very serious. She followed the rhythm of the song and followed Jiang Yubai's pace. They cooperated more and more tacitly. Lin Zhixia sincerely praised: "You learn things very quickly."
"You learn faster." Jiang Yubai told the truth.
Lin Zhixia smiled with satisfaction: "In the past month, I have come to see you every week and spent at least half a day with you. Only one tenth of the time was spent practicing dancing... The rest of the time, we were chatting, playing with cats, and doing math problems."
Jiang Yubai stepped forward, and Lin Zhixia had to step back, leaning against a wall. Jiang Yubai leaned closer to her: "I thought you liked those activities."
Lin Zhixia suddenly wanted to escape again. She forced herself not to look into his eyes. Her heartbeats kept ringing in her head, completely covering up the soothing music in her ears. She clearly understood that the source of all these wonderful feelings was Jiang Yubai. She decided to use the method of "scientific experiment" to prove her hypothesis.
She let go of Jiang Yubai's hand, put her arm around his shoulder, and leaned into his arms like a koala clinging to a tree trunk. He remained motionless and let her cling to him. She took a deep breath and said in a relaxed tone, "Today, I want to play games with you."
"What are you playing?" Jiang Yubai asked patiently.
Lin Zhixia set the storyline: "Let's play Cinderella. You are the prince and I am Cinderella's sister."
Lin Zhixia has read countless romantic classics from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, and she can basically recite them by heart. A long time ago, she discovered a rule - no matter how smart and insightful the protagonist is, when he falls in love for the first time, he will inevitably become jealous and calculative. The reason why she wants to play Cinderella's sister is to test her own mentality through this opportunity.
Jiang Yubai refused to cooperate with her: "Why are you Cinderella's sister?"
"I want to understand my sister's joys and sorrows," Lin Zhixia lied, "Please show your love for Cinderella herself."
The new game is too difficult.
Jiang Yubai directly refused: "I have no experience in this area, you should change the plot."
Lin Zhixia asked blankly, "What should I change?"
Jiang Yubai said casually: "Sleeping Beauty?"
Lin Zhixia blushed: "You you you you..."
Jiang Yubai then remembered that the ending of Sleeping Beauty was that the prince kissed the princess awake. He suddenly lost the ability to speak, took a step sideways, turned around, and leaned against the wall with Lin Zhixia.
The sense of oppression created by Jiang Yubai completely disappeared, and Lin Zhixia felt relaxed and happy again.
She took the role of Cinderella's sister with great interest and made up a line for herself: "I am Cinderella's sister. Tonight, I attended the ball and met the prince in the palace..."
Jiang Yubai said coldly: "I don't want to be a prince. I want to be a guard."
"Why?" Lin Zhixia asked him, "You are a person with a crown."
Jiang Yubai just looked at her: "You should remember that my crown was given by you."
Lin Zhixia crossed her arms and clenched her sleeves. There was no need to verify whether she would be jealous of him. At that moment, she was clear about her feelings in a trance... She actually waited until today to realize it - probably because her relationship with Jiang Yubai had always been maintained at the limit of "best friends".
After clearing her mind, she walked towards the main entrance of the concert hall.
Jiang Yubai quickly called her: "What's wrong with you?"
Lin Zhixia replied: "I want to go back to school!"
Jiang Yubai asked again: "Is there something urgent?"
"Yes," Lin Zhixia explained to him, "It's like this. My memory function is different from that of normal people. There are many things stored in my brain that I can't forget. Every once in a while, when I want to systematically summarize something, I have to find a quiet environment and think silently like a monk meditating."
Jiang Yubai was familiar with all kinds of biographies of geniuses. He knew that geniuses always needed space to be alone. He sent Lin Zhixia back to her university, and just like every time they parted, he watched her back disappear inside the school gate.
Lin Zhixia returned to the dormitory, took out her strawberry pillow, and lay on the bed with the strawberry in her arms. Her roommates jokingly called her the "human strawberry spirit". She remained calm, her soul sank into the ocean of memory, and every minute and every second of the past emerged clearly in front of her eyes. While analyzing her own thoughts, she murmured to herself: "So that's it. I understand..."
Deng Shasha was sitting on the top floor eating fried chicken. She asked, "Xia Shen, what are you talking about?"
Lin Zhixia said lightly: "I understand myself better. I used to misunderstand Kant's philosophical theory. The sensory object is not just a phenomenon..."
Deng Shasha couldn't help but admire her.
However, Deng Shasha didn't understand what she said at all.
Deng Shasha didn't plan to ask any more questions. If she could understand Lin Zhixia, wouldn't she and Lin Zhixia be the same kind of people? Then wouldn't her college average score be above 95? How is that possible?
Deng Shasha was very quiet and didn't make any noise even when eating fried chicken.
Lin Zhixia picked up her laptop and said goodbye to her: "I'm going to find a senior to write code. Goodbye."
Deng Shasha waved and said, "Goodbye! Come back early and don't stay up late."
Deng Shasha's earnest instructions were still ringing in Lin Zhixia's ears, but she had to stay up late that night. They made the source code public on Github (a code hosting website), so the software backend was attacked by anonymous hackers - this is a very common thing on Github, where hackers often practice their skills with Github software projects. Unfortunately, Lin Zhixia's carefully crafted backend server became a small target for hackers.
Lin Zhixia lacked project experience and did not consider things thoroughly enough. Hackers found her loopholes and launched a series of attacks. Her backend collapsed in an instant. She was stunned for a moment, and Luo Ying was still comforting her: "Don't worry, we will find the teaching assistant tomorrow and the graduate students of the School of Computer and Software..."
Lin Zhixia said, "No, I can handle it."
She tapped the keyboard with both hands, a raging flame of revenge burning in her heart.
That night, she and Luo Ying stayed in the library until two in the morning. The next day, Lin Zhixia got up early again and worked tirelessly on her backstage. Once she put her heart and soul into her work, no one could stop her.
After two days of hard work, the program was rescued. Lin Zhixia took a short break and spent another month optimizing the software structure, asking experienced seniors for advice. Finally, she found the source of the hacker who attacked her and sent a command line message composed of Chinese pinyin to the other party: You pissed me off! Your hacking skills are just that!
After doing all this, Lin Zhixia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In early June, Lin Zhixia, as the keynote speaker, performed excellently in the defense of the "Software Engineering" course. Their group's software presentation amazed all the students and received praise from the teacher.
Technical staff from several Internet companies in Beijing were invited to attend the final defense of this course. After they talked for a while and asked Lin Zhixia a few questions, Lin Zhixia answered them in an orderly manner. Then they said they wanted to buy the copyright of Lin Zhixia's software works.
Lin Zhixia didn't expect that the first group to make an offer would come from an Internet company!
She asked bluntly, "How much money can you give me?"
The other party smiled and replied: "The starting price is five figures."
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