Cappuccino Rhapsody

After finishing the last bottle of wine, Liu Jiajia breathed out lightly: "It's finally over, I've drank all the wine in my life." He drank until his cheeks were flushed, his eyeballs were straight, and he walked like a slant. Line, shaking from side to side while waving his hands, said, "Who, who gave me a ride."

Li Lang straddled his motorcycle, holding the guitar in one hand and the helmet of the motorcycle in the other, and said, "Come on."

Liu Jiajia staggered and sat on it. Li Lang put his helmet on his head and was about to let the other party hold his guitar, but Liu Jiajia had already wrapped his arms around his waist and passed.

"Let me hold it for you." Ling Jiangyuan said, "Bring it to you when you go to school tomorrow morning."

Li Lang said "hmm" and threw the guitar to Ling Jiangyuan.

It seems that the guitar is not very important to him.

Qi Xu had also come into contact with musicians before, for them musical instruments were their lives, how could their lives be held by others.

Qi Xu leaned against the cold wall, seeing Li Lang whisper something, Ling Jiangyuan suddenly smiled.

Li Lang stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle rushed out with a "boom". Liu Jiajia, who was holding Li Lang in his arms, leaned back and almost threw it, but Li Lang held the accelerator with one hand, while the other hand seemed a little disgusted. He grabbed Liu Jiajia's wrist.

Xie Congjia's girlfriend had come to pick him up a long time ago. As for Lao Niu, he just wobbled back the cappuccino by himself.

In an instant, only Qi Xu and Ling Jiangyuan were left on the empty street.

Qi Xu has a good capacity for alcohol, even after drinking so much, his mind is still clear. As for Ling Jiangyuan, he is very good at hiding alcohol, and he never drank more than two glasses. Although he drank less, his cheeks were pale Pale red.

Qi Xu was thinking about how to apologize so that he would not look so embarrassed, Ling Jiangyuan suddenly turned his head and said: "I can't tell, but Li Lang is actually quite gentle."

"what?"

Qi Xu didn't know why the topic suddenly changed to this.

Ling Jiangyuan said: "After getting drunk, only he will remember to make hangover soup and buy hangover medicine. When he has a cold, only he will remember to boil more hot water for people to drink... There are too many such things." He paused, " But he only does these things but doesn’t talk about them, so Jiajia and the others think I did it every time.”

Qi Xu's lips trembled, and said: "...Oh. So you didn't do it?"

"Shouldn't do as much as Li Lang."

Qi Xu walked behind Ling Jiangyuan, stepping on his shadow: "But I think you are also... very good." Ling Jiangyuan is very good, and will prepare clean towels for him, and serve him a bowl of hot porridge late at night. When he had a fever, he stayed by his side all night...Qi Xu recalled that Ling Jiangyuan was really fine.

It's just that Qi Xu's voice for the last three words is so soft that it's almost inaudible.

Ling Jiangyuan stopped and asked him, "What about me?"

Qi Xu finally said loudly: "Very good...I say you."

"Your mood has improved?" Ling Jiangyuan faced Qi Xu, walked back, and used a little strength to hold the guitar, "What happened that day?"

"It's nothing." Qi Xu was still a little angry at the mention of this matter, anyone would be angry, a woman who might have been mistress back then finally planned to enter the house after keeping a low profile for several years, of course mistress should set off firecrackers to celebrate, but Qi Xu I just want to open the door so she won't come in.

But Qi Xu was helpless.

He is seventeen, he is only seventeen.

Of course he can sever ties with Qi Xiong, but Qi Xiong can also leave him alone.

It depends on who is more important in Qi Xiong's heart, he or that woman.

Qi Xu never felt that he was very important in Qi Xiong's heart.It is possible for Qi Rou-jun to make a fuss, but Qi Rou-jun has always had a good relationship with that woman for so many years, and this is what Qi Xu doesn't understand the most about Qi Rou-jun.

But in fact, Mr. Qi Rou always uses "You are still young and you don't understand" to perfunctory Qi Xu.

"Okay." Ling Jiangyuan shrugged respectfully, "It's fine if you don't want to say it. When you want to say it, I can be your trash can at any time."

Ling Jiangyuan turned around, kept walking forward with one hand in his pocket.

Qi Xu still followed his shadow.

At two o'clock in the morning, the air was slightly cool, and there were no people on the vast and empty street. Occasionally, a stray cat ran past my eyes and quickly disappeared on the street.

There seemed to be only the sound of footsteps between each other.

Qi Xu looked at the ball under Ling Jiangyuan's feet seriously, and suddenly asked, "What about you?"

"what?"

"Why did you go back to study later?"

Qi Xu knew that he was the top dog, so he continued to ask this question, and was prepared for Ling Jiangyuan to refuse to answer or even get angry.

But unexpectedly, Ling Jiangyuan smiled and said, "I really want to know?"

"Yeah." Qi Xu nodded, "But don't use vague words to obscure the focus."

Ling Jiangyuan stopped suddenly.

The moment Qi Xu met his eyes, it seemed that he caught something in his eyes, but the emotion quickly disappeared from his eyes.

Ling Jiangyuan said: "When I was about your age, I also felt that as long as people put in the effort, they would definitely get the results they want."

"Is not it?"

Ling Jiangyuan looked at him, smiled softly, and then sat down on the bench on the street. He tapped the armchair with his index finger: "Of course not."

"Qi Xu, not all persistence will bear fruit."

It may be that the wind at night is too cool, or it may be that Ling Jiangyuan's voice is low and almost whispering, or it is more likely that Ling Jiangyuan has drunk a little wine and thus entered a slightly drunk state. The weak and curved curvature of the spine on the back made it rare to see the weakness revealed on his body.

An indescribable emotion filled Qi Xu's heart uncontrollably.

"Sorry..." Ling Jiangyuan suddenly covered his eyes with his hands, raised his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "I drank a little too much."

Qi Xu asked very persistently: "Then why?"

Ling Jiangyuan didn't look at him, but looked at his own toes, smiled and said: "My family is very poor, the only way out is to study, my mother forced me to continue to study by death, of course I have to continue to study. "

Qi Xu stared at him blankly.

Ling Jiangyuan turned his head and met his eyes: "You shouldn't feel the trouble of having no money, right?"

Qi Xu shook his head honestly: "I can't understand it."

"Okay." Ling Jiangyuan chuckled and patted his head, "Let's go. Go back. I want to be picked up on the street at night."

"Hey..." Qi Xu got up and caught up with Ling Jiangyuan, "Your mood change is too fast, Ling Jiangyuan, so fast that I haven't realized it yet, you just retracted it..."

It was so fast that before he had time to feel distressed, Ling Jiangyuan didn't seem to be sad.

Many years later, Qi Xu realized this more deeply. Ling Jiangyuan, who seemed gentle and soft, actually had a heart harder than anyone else. He didn't need anyone's protection, and he could even use his mind to protect others.

To put it bluntly, she is kind and strong, but to put it bluntly, she is the Virgin.

Qi Xu has an advantage, that is, he can persevere.

So if he wanted to comfort Ling Jiangyuan, he had to do it.

Qi Xu chased Ling Jiangyuan all the way and wanted to get the matter back to this point, but Ling Jiangyuan always changed the topic, chatting about which snack downstairs tastes good, and chatting about how his words have been changed, all in all Just stop mentioning his sad things.

Both of them had arrived in the community, but Qi Xu didn't bring up the topic.

Ling Jiangyuan opened the unit door and was about to go up, Qi Xu finally seized the opportunity: "How about...Ling Jiangyuan, do you want to listen to the song?"

"What?" Ling Jiangyuan was confused for a moment by the jumpiness of Qi Xu's topic.

"Just listen to the song." Qi Xu said, "The newly written one."

"Did you record it?"

"No, I can be a tape recorder." Qi Xu snapped his fingers after speaking, and before Ling Jiangyuan agreed, he took Li Lang's guitar from Ling Jiangyuan's hand, and said, "You asked me to change it. I've changed it, so you just listen to it to make it sound better."

"Okay." Ling Jiangyuan sat down on the side of the road as kindly as possible.

Qi Xu once learned the guitar for several years in order to look handsome, and his skills are not bad.

I haven't touched it for a while, and he was a little jerky at first, and it took a few times to get back on track.

The smooth voice finally sounded, and the corrected song poured out from under the leap of his fingers. Qi Xu raised his head, just in time to meet Ling Jiangyuan's thoughtful gaze.

Ling Jiangyuan stood in front of him, leaning against the door of the unit. At this moment, he didn't consider whether he would disturb the sleeping person, and closed his eyes.

It's been a long time since I felt like this——

Don't think about this, don't think about that, just immerse yourself in the world of music.

He even hummed softly along.

When he opened his eyes, the young man was about a meter away from him. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the guitar strings in his hand seriously, as if trying his best to please him.

In fact, how could Ling Jiangyuan fail to see the other party's clumsy desire to comfort others, but growing up so big, Ling Jiangyuan has never needed to comfort such false things.

But at this moment, he suddenly understood the feeling that people in the secular world seek comfort.

Ling Jiangyuan couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

When the last note fell, Qi Xu took a deep breath, looked up at him, licked his slightly dry lower lip, and asked, "That..."

"Are you feeling better?"

Ling Jiangyuan was stunned for a moment, and the unknown emotions that spread in his chest swept him instantly, like opening a gate to release a flood.

Ling Jiangyuan wanted to say something, but didn't have time——

The empty mineral water bottle was thrown out of the window on the second floor with a "bang", hitting Qi Xu on the forehead, and an angry male voice rang out: "What are you doing disturbing people's rest in the middle of the night! You are sick! "

"I—damn!" Qi Xu stood up suddenly, copying the guitar and was about to fight with someone.

Ling Jiangyuan hurried forward and grabbed Qi Xu's wrist, and said anxiously, "This guitar that Li Lang takes care of—"

Qi Xu restrained himself, and cursed again: "Damn it!" He was not angry with the mineral water bottle, but because this person didn't know how to appreciate it, so he cursed hard, "Isn't the old man playing well?"

"..." Ling Jiangyuan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Qi Xu pulled his nose angrily, and asked again: "Doesn't it sound good?!"

"It sounds good, it sounds so good." Ling Jiangyuan seemed a little perfunctory.

"You are perfunctory." Qi Xu looked at Ling Jiangyuan angrily.

"No," Ling Jiangyuan had no choice but to say, "I'm very serious. It sounds very nice, and I like it very much."

Thinking about it later, maybe it is this kind of unknown vigor unique to teenagers that makes the songs written by Qi Xu have a uniqueness that surpasses everyone else.

He has his own persistence and his own views on music, so he has his own talent.

"Hmph." Qi Xu rolled his eyelids, very proudly, "I knew it."

Ling Jiangyuan looked at him with a smile, and was about to suggest going upstairs, but Qi Xu asked dryly again: "Then you... um, are you still sad?"

Ling Jiangyuan was stunned.

"Just..." Qi Xu said awkwardly, "About the dream and reality you mentioned. Although I don't quite understand it, you seem to be troubled."

"..." The smile on Ling Jiangyuan's face faded.

He looked at Qi Xu seriously for a long time, so long that Qi Xu almost thought that there was something dirty on his face, so he suddenly exhaled a foul breath and smiled softly.

He shook his head and said seriously, "No, I'm not upset."

"That's good!" At that moment, the joy that flashed across the young man's face was an emotion that Ling Jiangyuan could no longer capture after leaving Qi Xu.

"Then let's go up." Qi Xu murmured at this moment, "It seems to disturb people's rest a bit. If someone is crying and howling at the door at night, I will definitely beat him up."

Ling Jiangyuan laughed again.

It was rare for Qi Xu to sleep well that night.

I feel dawn.

He sat up in a daze after nine o'clock, flashing all kinds of things from last night in his mind, and finally realized something suddenly on the calm and rational second day.

Qi Xu sat up abruptly and pushed open the door.

Ling Jiangyuan smiled at him with a spatula in his hand: "Are you awake? Come and eat—"

"Ling Jiangyuan, you big liar!" Qi Xu pointed at him and cursed.

"...What?" Ling Jiangyuan was scolded early in the morning, but he really couldn't react, and looked at Qi Xu in a daze.

Qi Xu scolded: "How is your family poor? Isn't your father Ling Du? Your family is poor?!"

It's not that Qi Xu doesn't know Ling Jiangyuan completely. Ling Jiangyuan's father is Ling Du, who belongs to their Qi family... He can barely be regarded as a distant relative, because Ling Du's wife is his aunt.

Lingdu runs a nationwide chain of restaurants, with an annual net profit of eight figures, so it is impossible for him to be poor.

He actually forgot about this last night, it really was a mistake of drinking.

Ling Jiangyuan put the spatula back into the pot, leaned against the kitchen door and said, "Qi Xu, you are so easy to deceive. Be careful in the future, so as not to be deceived by the little girl."

Qi Xu flushed with embarrassment: "Ling Jiangyuan, you big liar!!!"

Ling Jiangyuan laughed twice, and said seriously: "Lingdu's little money is nothing."

Qi Xu looked at him speechlessly: "That money is nothing? Then how much more do you want?"

Ling Jiangyuan half-jokingly said: "There are so many, so many that I don't need to rely on anyone."

Qi Xu also became serious. He pondered for a long time, considering the possibility of earning eight figures by making music, and finally spread his hands: "In our industry, success is rare after all. Now I admit your choice." That's right."

"..." Ling Jiangyuan turned around and walked into the house, "Maybe."

"Then why are you playing music when you come back?" Qi Xu said casually, "Keep studying, Ph.D. or something."

Ling Jiangyuan didn't speak, and was serious about doing something in the kitchen.

Qi Xu took a bite of the apple Ling Jiangyuan washed, and asked vaguely: "Hey Ling Jiangyuan, what is your major?"

"..."

It took a long time before Qi Xu heard Ling Jiangyuan's voice coming from the kitchen.

"Business management."

It really is a profession that wants to make money.Qi Xu thought to himself.