It is mid-May now, and it was still raining yesterday. The roadside ditches are littered with fallen branches and rain-soaked cherry blossom petals.
It cleared up this morning and the plumb low clouds were blown away by the south wind. A voluntary cleaning activity was organized on campus. Dead branches and leaves were swept together and piled up into small hills. Students from somewhere pressed brooms on top to prevent them from being blown away by the wind.
On the roadside, emerald green and pink branches stretched out, like lovers' alluring fingers, swaying in the wind. Many people from outside the school gathered under the trees to take pictures. Some unruly ones took the opportunity to shake the tree trunks when no one was paying attention, and then bathed in the colorful rain of flowers. Some students who were responsible for guarding the land ran over and shouted at them.
Jiang Xinhai and Chen Ya always kept a distance of one meter between them. Chen Ya followed behind her and saw her small white ears sticking out from the side of her black hair. Beads of sweat were slightly oozing out from the back of her turquoise shirt. Her neck was slender and long, like a person running out of a portrait hanging in an art gallery.
The two didn't speak for a long time, and there was a long silence between them.
Jiang Xinhai doesn't think she is a cold person. If she has the chance, she will definitely become quite proactive.
Chen Ya walked up to her and said, "Do you know why the song is called "Red Bean"? "
"Uh... because 'Green Bean' doesn't sound nice?"
Chen Ya said: "Your answers always surprise me. I really like you more and more."
Jiang Xinhai looked back at him in surprise.
At first she thought he was confessing his feelings, but he showed no sign of continuing, so she became unsure again.
So she turned her head back to hide her anxiety, and her long hair fluttered in the air.
"Red beans represent lovesickness and are also called acacia seeds, so the song should express the painful and lingering feeling of longing."
"oh."
Jiang Xinhai pushed him one meter away without saying a word.
Chen Ya asked from behind: "Have you been trying to get rid of me?"
"Sorry, I can't walk next to someone wearing trousers and sneakers."
In fact, along the way, many people had already looked in their direction.
"Are you afraid of being embarrassed?"
"It's not that I'm afraid of losing face...Okay, I am afraid of losing face." Jiang Xinhai combed his bangs and asked, "What on earth are your considerations for doing such a thing?"
Chen Ya glanced down at his sneakers. "My favorite writer once said that as long as you keep wearing sneakers and running long distances, you'll always be a boy."
"How old are you and you're still a boy?" Jiang Xinhai asked.
"18."
Jiang Xinhai's expression finally changed: "You're only 18?"
"Why can't I be 18?"
"You've released so many songs at 18?" Jiang Xinhai asked in surprise, "I thought you were at least in your twenties."
"You're 18 now, aren't you already a big star?"
Jiang Xinhai tilted his head, feeling like refutating everything, but not knowing where to start.
She still feels that she is nothing special. Deep down, she still admires talented people and feels that songwriters are different from her.
The person who wrote the popular song was actually the same age as her. She finally began to admire Chen Ya.
“Okay, you’re awesome,” she said, waving a finger awkwardly in the air, “but you still can’t walk around me in dress pants and sneakers.”
Small Book Pavilion
"Do you want me to take it off and go barefoot?"
"Then I will move away from you even faster."
"You don't want to be chased by a big barefoot guy, do you?"
"You don't want to be arrested and taken to the police station, do you?"
"I give up."
…
The two chatted casually and soon arrived at the vocal room.
Jiang Xinhai borrowed the classroom without any effort. Chen Ya walked to the piano, played a few notes with his fingers, and said:
"Since the conditions are limited, I will just play the general melody on the piano."
Jiang Xinhai stood beside her with his arms folded, looking at her unhappily.
She thought Chen Ya was joking.
She brought him here only because there were guitars and basses here. She never thought that Chen Ya could also play the piano.
Chen Ya sat upright with his back straight. If you ignore the sneakers on his feet, his temperament remained the same.
Jiang Xinhai's eyelashes fluttered slightly.
His fingers touched the piano keys, and then an exquisite melody flowed out from his fingertips as an intro.
The jumping notes were like red beans falling into a plate, and then the tone became lower.
The lyrics she had read before also fell into her mind like peeling apricot blossoms.
“I haven’t felt it well yet.
The climate of snow blooming,
We will understand better if we tremble together,
What is gentleness.
I haven't held your hand yet.
Walking through the barren sand dunes,
Maybe from now on I will learn to cherish.
"Eternal Heaven and Earth..."
After Chen Ya's fingers played a few legato notes on the piano keys, Jiang Xinhai knew that the chorus was about to begin.
She opened her cherry lips:
"Sometimes, sometimes,
I will believe that everything has an end,
There is a time for meeting and leaving,
Nothing lasts forever..."
Chen Ya soon discovered that she was actually singing along, and with a twist of his fingers, he immediately switched from the melody to the accompaniment.
Thus, Jiang Xinhai and the sound of the piano merged perfectly together, just like rain water merging into a river.
The melodious sound of piano and singing floated out of the classroom. It was noon at this time and there were few people in the teaching building. A few students heard the sound and began to look around.
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