"Hi~"
After school, when fifteen-year-old Su Yi walked out of the teaching building with his schoolbag on his back, he heard a familiar greeting from behind him.
When he turned around, he saw an extremely handsome face, with eyes and eyebrows showing the youthful spirit.
It’s White Night!
This guy had been following him for some time, deliberately bending down to get closer to him. When Su Yi turned around, that enlarged face was almost right in front of him.
This distance has completely exceeded the social safety distance. If any classmate behind him accidentally pushed him, they would almost kiss each other!
Su Yi quickly stepped back half a step.
The amplitude of this half-step back movement was not large, but the damage was great. Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, and felt like his heart was being twisted like a towel.
Bai Ye blinked his eyes, then quickly pretended nothing had happened, and said to Su Yi happily and concernedly:
"You finally came to school. I called you and went to your house. I heard that you went to the hospital. Is everything okay?"
Su Yi shook his head: "It's okay, just a physical examination. What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Are you free later? I'll take you somewhere." Bai Ye showed a pleading expression, clasped his hands together towards Su Yi, and stared at him eagerly:
"I want to ask you a favor."
Su Yi is not good at rejecting others, especially rejecting someone like Bai Ye who is so enthusiastic and kind to him. They were classmates for three years in junior high school. Bai Ye said please, but he still stared at him with puppy eyes. Su Yi had no way to say no. He asked curiously:
"What's going on? Wait... where are you going?"
Bai Ye took Su Yi's wrist and took him away. He turned back and smiled at Su Yi:
"Don't worry, I won't run you away. We're on campus."
The warm wind of early summer blew past their ears, and the orange sunlight shone on them in the evening after school. Bai Ye had already changed into short-sleeved shirts, and his arms were wheat-colored in the sunset. Su Yi was sick and afraid of the cold, so he still wore a long-sleeved coat.
Bai Ye didn't dare to hold Su Yi's hand directly. He just held Su Yi's wrist loosely through her school uniform jacket. He was gentle and didn't dare to use any force. Su Yi's wrist was so slender, like a piece of fragile glass, and he was afraid of breaking it.
Su Yi did not break free from him, nor did she tell him that she could leave and ask him to let go. She just let him hold her hand loosely, yet not close enough, and let him lead her through the tree-lined path.
Bai Ye slowed down his pace. He walked slowly on purpose, hoping that the time he could hold Su Yi's hand could be infinitely prolonged at this moment. The road they walked on in the dusk cast two long parallel shadows.
-F108
The blue-green iron door was closed. Su Yi looked up at the plaque on the door. He recognized this place. It was the practice room of the school orchestra.
The national anthem played at their school's weekly flag-raising ceremony was not broadcast, but by students from the school orchestra playing on the playground. Thursdays and Fridays were the regular practice days for the orchestra students, and Su Yi would sometimes hear the sound of music coming from here after school.
Today is Friday, but for some reason, the door is not even open and no students come to practice.
Su Yi felt a little strange. Of course he could never imagine that Bai Ye had cleared out all the classmates in the orchestra early in the morning just to make an appointment with him.
"Come in."
Bai Ye took out the key he had obtained from the band leader and opened the door.
This was Su Yi's first time here. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a reassuring woody scent.
The setting sun shines in from the window, and the original wooden floor looks golden in the light. The bass and snare drums are neatly placed in the front row, and various metal orchestral instruments reflect sparkling light.
In the center of the room stands a beautiful white grand piano.
The snow-white body of the piano reflects the dusk, and the sunlight flows on the keys like a bottle of spilled orange soda, as dreamy as a fairy tale.
Su Yi's eyes lit up for a moment.
Bai Ye noticed his slight expression and felt a little proud. He asked softly:
"Are you interested in playing?"
Su Yi walked forward and looked around the piano: "Is this the orchestra's piano?"
Such a good grand piano costs at least 100,000 yuan, and it looks very new. Su Yi is a little curious:
“Will the school provide such good instruments for the orchestra?”
Bai Ye answered nonchalantly, "An outstanding alumnus donated it some time ago."
——He just donated it at the instigation of his entrepreneur father.
Click.
Bai Ye closed the door and locked it to prevent other students who were leaving school from disturbing him and Su Yi.
He walked briskly towards Su Yi, silently checking the ground where his feet walked with the corner of his eyes. Seeing that every piece of wooden floor in his field of vision was spotless and shiningly reflected the setting sun, he felt relieved and satisfied.
The orchestra's practice room was far from clean. Many corners were piled with old debris, and every time I opened the door, I could see dust floating in the air.
Bai Ye was afraid that the dust would choke the sick Su Yi, so after borrowing the band leader's practice room, he took the time to clean it from inside to outside to ensure that the dirty dust would not get into Su Yi's lungs through the air.
"Recently... the school anniversary is coming soon."
Bai Ye spoke, his handsome voice echoed in the room, and the afterglow of the setting sun slid in from the window.
Su Yi stood beside the piano. The porcelain-white piano reflected the sunset in the sky outside the window. He listened quietly.
"The student union is going to have a show, and I was asked to play the violin again." Bai Ye smiled and said, "They are afraid that I will make a fool of myself playing solo, so I want to find someone to play with, so I want to ask..."
Bai Ye paused and took another step closer to Su Yi.
Next to the grand piano, there was an open violin case hanging out to dry. His violin was lying inside in the sun, with an orange-like halo condensed on the bowstring.
With his palms slightly sweaty, Bai Ye looked at Su Yi and finally asked:
"Would you like to...play with me?"
Then? The tone was so pious, as if asking, "Are you willing to marry me?"
The room is quiet.
Every second that Su Yi didn't answer him, Bai Ye clenched his hands nervously, feeling that time was too long. His back felt stiff and hard like a bowstring that was stretched to the point of breaking.
The grand piano and the violin accompanied each other quietly. Su Yi stood in the afterglow of dusk, and his whole body became a little hazy.
Bai Ye saw him tilt his head, as if smiling, and asked softly:
"Why...are you looking for me?"
Su Yi was curious. Logically speaking, Bai Ye had many friends, so it would be very convenient for him to find a partner who could play a musical instrument in the student union. There were also many classmates who could play the piano. Why did he choose to find him?
Bai Ye was silent for a moment. The setting sun outside the window cast a grid-like shadow on the white piano. He said:
"You really don't know?"
Su Yi shook his head, his dark eyes staring straight at Bai Ye. There was some confusion in his eyes, like a lost deer in the forest.
Bai Ye immediately felt his heart being hit hard by the little deer horns several times, bang, bang, bang, beating so hard that it was about to fall out of his chest. He sighed:
Because I'm chasing you.
He couldn't say such straightforward words right now. Bai Ye's eyes were bright in the sun, staring at Su Yi intently, and he just said softly:
"You'll find out sooner or later."
Su Yi was even more confused when he heard this. Bai Ye had already squatted down, took out his violin from the case on the ground, pointed the bow upwards, and made a gesture of request:
"Please, play with me, okay?"
Su Yi didn't want to refuse at first. If he really intended to refuse, he would not have come here with Bai Ye in the first place. But Bai Ye asked him so earnestly again and again, which made him feel embarrassed.
"Okay, then? What should we play?" Su Yi placed his hands on the piano keys and tried a few notes at random:
"Are there any rules about what music we have to play together? I haven't practiced for a while, let's see if I can still play it."
"There are no rules. You can choose your own music. Oh, the teacher said we need classical music. Listen to this one."
Bai Ye played a song from his mobile phone. Su Yi recognized the familiar melody immediately. It was "Canon in D Major".
This song was not difficult. Su Yi sat on the piano stool, placed his fingertips on the keys, and played a piece following the melody played by Bai Ye's mobile phone.
The soothing sound of the piano echoed in the room. Bai Ye quietly put his phone aside, put the violin on his shoulder, and tried the bow. He had tuned it before coming.
When Su Yi's piano entered the next beat, Bai Ye found the right rhythm and drew the bow into the melody.
At dusk, the melodious sounds of violin and piano are intertwined, rising and falling, blending into each other, forming a beautiful and pleasant melody.
This was Su Yi's first time playing with others, and he felt a completely new experience. When playing solo, he only had to focus on playing well by himself, but when playing together, if one of them was out of tune, the melody would become abrupt.
Su Yi's fingertips moved on the keys. Bai Ye played the violin extremely passionately, almost entwining every note he played from the piano. Su Yi could hear Bai Ye's appropriate response to each note he played.
They tried to play a short piece together and coordinated very well. Even Su Yi himself was surprised that they could achieve such a level of tacit understanding and coordination without any practice.
When the song ended, Bai Ye put away his bow and stopped playing. He smiled at Su Yi, revealing his white teeth:
"I knew that we were compatible and would be suitable for playing together!"
Su Yi also smiled: "Then let's practice the next section. Did you choose this song?"
"Yeah." Bai Ye nodded and immediately asked:
"You don't like it? Or do you have other songs you like? We can change them."
Su Yi shook his head. He couldn't really tell whether he liked music or not. Every song was similar to him, and he didn't have any personal preference.
"Canon is good. We have practiced a section of it. Let's do this one. I'm just a little curious, why did you choose this one?"
"because……"
Bai Ye looked at Su Yi, looking at him without making any mistake:
"I heard that Canon can play forever, over and over again, never ending. Don't you think it's a bit romantic?"
Su Yi was stunned for a moment. He had taken music theory classes when he learned piano before and understood the knowledge involved.
Canon, which originally means "rule", is not the name of a song, but a technique of composing music: the melody of one part chases another part from beginning to end, and the same melody of several parts appears in turn, crosses, chases and entangles with each other, so as to achieve a musical effect of ups and downs and continuity.
Until the last measure, all the notes of the Canon will blend together in one chord. If there is no last measure, then theoretically, the Canon can be played indefinitely.
Pachelbel's "Canon in D Major" is a representative work of canon technique, and is also referred to as "Canon".
Su Yi pondered over what Bai Ye had just said in his mind, but still couldn't understand it.
According to his knowledge of music theory, Canon is essentially a technique invented by humans when creating music. It belongs to a kind of polyphonic music and is a classification of musical genres.
So, some kind of? Some kind of? technical classification of humanities, is that romantic?
What is the logical connection between this and [romance]?
In response to this romantic question, Su Yi blinked in confusion and could only answer Bai Ye:
"Alright? Okay."
white night:"……"
When he told the reason why he chose Canon, he was a little worried that Su Yi would see through his thoughts.
The sunset after school, the duet of white piano and violin, the romantic "Canon" that can be played forever, if most people are in such an atmosphere, they will quickly realize what the other person is thinking.
But Su Yi not only didn't realize what he was thinking, she didn't even understand why he chose the song Canon.
Bai Ye was so confused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
I don’t know if it’s because Su Yi is naturally good at math, and the logical thinking module of his brain is too strong, so the other modules appear weaker.
Although Su Yi is easily shy and blushes, this is because he is not good at dealing with people. Three years of getting along in junior high school made Bai Ye realize that Su Yi's inner emotional fluctuations are actually very small, and he is quite dull in some aspects. As for the emotional aspect... it is even more unclear whether he has finally come to his senses.
The young boy Bai Ye sighed quietly. He looked at Su Yi sitting quietly beside the white piano and thought:
This guy is really hard to chase.
But Bai Ye was a person who never gave up. He picked up the violin bow again, took another step forward, almost leaning against Su Yi who was sitting on the piano bench, and said enthusiastically:
"Well? Let's practice again."
After school, the melodious "Canon" echoed over and over again in the world of just the two of them.
The fifteen-year-old Su Yi didn’t know what romance was, nor did he know the various little thoughts that the boy next to him had about him. He only felt that Bai Ye was standing very close to him during the ensemble, and his hot body temperature penetrated his school uniform, through the air, and onto his skin.
Then? The temperature made Su Yi feel inexplicably hot.
During the ensemble, Bai Ye held the violin bow in his hand and played it repeatedly, producing lingering and sad melodies that circled around his piano, just waiting for his fingertips to finish moving on the black and white keys so that he could embrace every sound he made in time.
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