The Dark Side of the Piano Boy (2)

The boy standing outside the door who calls himself "Jiang Ye" is still very young, having just turned eighteen not long ago. His delicate and beautiful facial features reveal a youthful and clean spirit.

If she hadn't known that Jiang Ye had achieved many remarkable achievements at such a young age, Lu Ya would have been hesitant to leave her son to such a young boy.

Lu Ya looked Jiang Ye up and down and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, I'm Lu Ya, Lu Zhiran's mother."

After introducing herself, Lu Ya invited Jiang Ye into her home.

Jiang Ye walked into Lu's house and saw the little boy standing in the living room at a glance.

The boy's back looks weak and frail, making people want to protect him.

However, most children would look up out of curiosity when they see someone coming home.

But from the time he came in until now, Lu Zhiran had his head buried the entire time, and his figure looked so distant and indifferent, as if he existed in another world.

"Lu Zhiran, why are you standing there? Why don't you come over and say hello to the teacher?"

Under Lu Ya's tough tone, Lu Zhiran slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Ye.

"Hello, teacher."

At a young age, Lu Zhiran had red lips and white teeth. On his fair and clean face, his eyes looked like they were inlaid with gems, with beautiful black pupils.

It's just that the eyes are too empty.

Such a vacant look can make one's back feel cold.

Jiang Ye smiled brightly, with bright eyes and white teeth, "Hello, classmate Lu."

Seeing Jiang Ye greet Lu Zhiran, Lu Ya emphasized a few more words to Jiang Ye.

It's nothing more than asking Jiang Ye to educate Lu Zhiran well and treat Lu Zhiran with the highest standards possible.

"My son is different from other children. Teacher Jiang, you'd better be strict. Only by setting high standards can we achieve high standards. Don't let him take it easy."

Jiang Ye responded politely, "Yes, I will."

Although he said this, whether he could be ruthless and deal with it severely when the time comes is another matter.

"I have said all that needs to be said. I will have to trouble you, Teacher Jiang, from now on. I hope you will not let me down."

After finishing the teaching requirements, Lu Ya picked up the bag she had placed on the sofa with an indifferent look on her face.

She turned around and looked at Jiang Ye, and said in a hurry, "I have something else to deal with in the company. I'll go back first."

It is already six o'clock in the afternoon. Most companies have already gone off work, but Lu Ya is rushing to the company to work overtime.

It would be fine if it was just once, but in the book, Zhao Ya often worked overtime, and when she did, she would not come back until late at night.

Jiang Ye didn't know what to say.

"Well, Ms. Lu, you go ahead and do your work."

"Don't worry, I will teach Lu Zhiran how to play the piano at home."

Soon, Lu Ya left in a swift and violent manner.

Before leaving, neither mother nor son had a proper conversation.

…

Jiang Ye and Lu Zhiran were the only two people left in the living room, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Jiang Ye walked slowly to the sofa, lowered his head and glanced at Lu Zhiran.

Suddenly he asked, "Why are your ears so red?"

Lu Zhiran still had his head down. His two exposed ears were still red, and there were marks on them that looked like they had been scratched by fingernails.

Such fair and clean skin with bloodstains has a kind of fragile beauty that is shocking and heartbreaking.

Lu Zhiran remained motionless, his voice muffled.

"The piano is in the room."

The implication is that Jiang Ye can start teaching him to play the piano.

Lu Zhiran didn't want to communicate with Jiang Ye.

Facing Lu Zhiran's indifference, Jiang Ye didn't care.

"Eh..." Jiang Ye suddenly said, he reached out and picked up the test paper on the table.

Looking at the red score, Jiang Ye couldn't help but sigh, "Student Lu, you are amazing, 97 points."

Twelve-year-old Lu Zhiran is already in the first grade of junior high school. Jiang Ye said that since he entered junior high school, he has never scored above 90 points in the exam, let alone close to full marks.

Hearing the words of praise from above his head, Lu Zhiran's face stiffened for a moment.

Not only Jiang Ye, but other classmates in the class also praised him with such surprised tone.

Except Lu Ya.

"Put the paper down."

Lu Zhiran raised his head. Despite his young age, he spoke in a rather firm tone.

Jiang Ye didn't listen to him, but continued to hold his test paper, looked at it over and over again, and couldn't help but said, "Your handwriting is also very beautiful."

It was a sincere admiration, without a trace of hypocrisy in it.

Lu Zhiran was not used to someone praising him repeatedly. He frowned and looked at Jiang Ye.

And just at this moment, Jiang Ye gently put down the test paper in his hand, lowered his eyes, and looked straight at him.

"Your mother...won't blame you just because you didn't get a perfect score, right?"

Although he asked this, the wrinkled test paper and Lu Zhiran's ear that had been scratched by nails had already given Jiang Ye the answer.

Lu Zhiran's pupils were dark and empty. He said impatiently, "Are you going to teach me or not?"

Jiang Ye: ...Is he disliked by the kids for being nagging?

[Don't you think you are a bit long-winded? ]

I am clearly concerned about the children!

In order not to appear to be nagging, Jiang Ye squatted down, put his hands on Lu Zhiran's shoulders, looked at him and asked, "Do you have alcohol at home? I can disinfect you."

Children's skin is so delicate, it would be bad if it gets infected.

Lu Zhiran was stunned. He was already so annoyed, but this person still cared about the injury on his ear.

Lu Zhiran, who had never felt cared for by others, was not moved, and even felt a little repulsive and resistant.

So hypocritical.

Lu Zhiran said indifferently, "No."

"Student Lu, if you lie, your nose will grow longer."

Xiao Ju has already told him that there is alcohol in Lu Zhiran's house and that Lu Zhiran is lying to him.

Lu Zhiran looked at the man squatting on the ground in front of him, frowned fiercely, and cursed out two words without hesitation,

"Idiot."

She actually used such childish and stupid words to coax him, which made him so stupid that goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Jiang Ye didn't care what Lu Zhiran thought of him. He searched in the drawer of the living room in Lu Zhiran's house and found alcohol and cotton swabs.

Only after forcibly disinfecting Lu Zhiran's injured ear did Jiang Ye feel completely relieved.

"Okay, go to your room."

…

Lu Zhiran's room is very large, but there are very few things placed inside, so it looks particularly spacious and empty at first glance.

It would be too boring to be idle.

Fortunately, there is a piano in the room that plays beautiful music.

Jiang Ye sat on a chair in front of the piano, casually pressing the piano keys, and asked in a low voice, "Your mother said that you have already learned the basic knowledge by yourself?"

Lu Zhiran ignored Jiang Ye and said nothing.

He is so cool at such a young age.

snort.

Just when Jiang Ye was dissatisfied, Lu Zhiran looked at him and suddenly responded, "Yeah."

After hearing Lu Zhiran's reply, Jiang Ye seemed to have been rewarded by the emperor as a eunuch. He suddenly became happy again and looked at Lu Zhiran with his shining eyes.

"You are great, you can learn basic knowledge by yourself. Teacher Jiang is very optimistic about you."

Little Daisy: Here he comes again, the host is here again with his flattery.

In order to give Lu Zhiran confidence, Jiang Ye praised Lu Zhiran whenever he got the chance.

Lu Zhiran pursed his lips out of habit, his voice was very light,

“It’s very simple.”

It's just about understanding some of the notes.

Jiang Ye stood up from his chair, picked up the music sheet, selected the simplest one, and said gently, "Then play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star for us."

Although Lu Zhiran was not very enthusiastic towards Jiang Ye, he was obedient and soon sat on the stool, with his ten white fingers on the piano keys.

After trying many new piano pieces, Jiang Ye finally understood that there are some people in this world who are truly geniuses.

Many people in the country praise Jiang Ye as a piano genius. At the age of twelve, he could play most piano pieces. At the age of fifteen, he won the championship of the International Youth Piano Competition.

But Jiang Ye felt that Lu Zhiran was more talented than himself.

Lu Zhiran's grasp of musical notes far exceeded his expectations.

Lu Zhiran is magical.

This person must be a natural artist.

More than an hour later, Jiang Ye asked, "Lu Zhiran, do you like playing the piano?"

Lu Ya never asked this question.

Lu Zhiran hadn't thought about it either.

It was just that Lu Ya asked him to learn, and he started learning.

At this time Jiang Ye suddenly asked, and Lu Zhiran was unable to answer for a moment.

At this time, Jiang Ye raised his hand and slowly touched Lu Zhiran's head, saying devoutly, "Music can save a person, Lu Zhiran."

“Every note has its own life. As long as you play them sincerely, interpret them, and inject soul into them... you will find that the world of piano music is sometimes more wonderful than your own world.”

"If you are unhappy, practice the piano more. Lu Zhiran, hide in the world of piano and no one can bother you."

Lu Zhiran didn't know why Jiang Ye said this to him.

He asked without disguising it, and his tone seemed to show some disdain for Jiang Ye, "Why are you telling me this?"

Jiang Ye took his hand away from Lu Zhiran's head, smiled, and reached out to pinch Lu Zhiran's cheek.

"Because I can't stay by your side every moment now."

"If something bad happens to you when I'm not around, if you're unhappy... I want something to stay with you."

I can take my place and accompany you.

Jiang Ye said, retracting the heaviness in his tone. He casually made a mouthful of chicken soup and said, "Lu Zhiran, when you grow up, you will understand that it is important for people to find something they like in this world. Sometimes it is more important than their own lives."

Lu Zhiran slapped away Jiang Ye's hand that was pinching his cheek, and said in a distant and casual tone, "I don't have anything I like, and I'm still living a good life now."

From birth to now, he has never liked anything.

People of the same age like games, cats, friends, and mom and dad.

But Lu Zhiran doesn't like it, he doesn't even like this world.

Sometimes he would hope that waking up would be the end of the world, or even better, that he would sleep and never wake up.

Jiang Ye looked at the thoughtful young man and said casually,

“What you love in your heart is like the stars above your head. They are your light. Without light, you can still live well, but you are walking in the dark.”

"Lu Zhiran, if you find something to like, you will find that your life has a little more meaning."

"If you can't find something you like for now, I recommend that you like music and piano."

Jiang Ye left the Lu family that night.

What he didn't know was that he had used so many words to recommend that the boy like music and piano.

But many years later, the boy said innocently: The teacher only said that I should find something to like, but didn't say that I can't find a person to like, right?