Cappuccino Rhapsody

Ling Jiangyuan took the guitar out of the guitar case. Uncle Yin was drinking tea, and he almost spit out all the tea in his mouth. He looked at Ling Jiangyuan in shock: "Why are the guitar strings all broken?"

Ling Jiangyuan smiled apologetically: "There was a fight."

Uncle Yin slapped the table and stood up, his voice trembling: "Fight? You?"

"Well," Ling Jiangyuan looked a little uncomfortable, "Can it be repaired?"

"It's okay, but why are you fighting? Are you injured? If you're injured, tell Uncle to get you back." He took the guitar from Ling Jiangyuan's hand, looked up and down for a while, and said, "This guitar How many times have you asked me to fix it?"

Ling Jiangyuan said "hmm" and said, "It's okay."

Qi Xu pushed the teacup back and forth, and finally said: "I smashed the guitar, it has nothing to do with Ling Jiangyuan."

Uncle Yin was taken aback, then looked at Qi Xu with a meaningful smile: "Then why did you fight?"

"Uncle Yin," Ling Jiangyuan rubbed his temples in distress, "You have more and more problems."

"I've been living here all day long, and all the neighbors have moved away. It's so boring. After all, someone can talk to me, so why don't I ask more questions?" Uncle Yin said, "But I have to leave after a while. .”

"Gone?" Ling Jiangyuan was stunned for a moment, "Where are you going?"

Uncle Yin looked down at the broken strings, and said after a long time, "Going abroad, Yin Yuan is right, I can't stay in this kind of place for the rest of my life. What's more, it's meaningless now."

"Alright." Ling Jiangyuan was silent for a moment, and said, "If you go abroad, at least someone will accompany you."

"Ah."

Uncle Yin lowered his head and plucked the strings, and said, "Jiang Yuan, where's your mother?"

"Huh?" Ling Jiangyuan was stunned, "Why are you asking her again?"

"Just ask," Uncle Yin sighed, "If you have nowhere to go in the future, come to me. I will give you a key. You are welcome here anytime."

Ling Jiangyuan smiled: "Understood, thank you."

Only then did Uncle Yin stand up: "You two sit outside, I'll go in and change the strings, it will take an hour."

Holding the teacup in his hand, Qi Xu strolled around the yard, and found that the yard was quite big, and it could be seen that this so-called Uncle Yin should have a pretty good family background.There was also a locust tree in the yard, and a swing was hung on it. When Ling Jiangyuan approached, Qi Xu was studying the swing.

"Want to sit?" Ling Jiangyuan asked with a smile.

"Huh?" Qi Xu glanced at Ling Jiangyuan, "Just take a look."

"You can't sit on it," Ling Jiangyuan said with a smile, "this swing was prepared by Grandpa Yin for the little girl, and it can't bear your weight. Grandpa Yin reinforced the swing before he left, but no one has sat on it for a long time now. .”

"Little girl?" Qi Xu glanced at Ling Jiangyuan vaguely, "Which little girl?"

"Bai Ying liked to sit on this when she was a child," Ling Jiangyuan explained, "Grandpa Yin made this swing especially for her. But she seldom comes here, only during winter and summer vacations, so this swing was later given to her by other people." Expropriated, girls and boys love to play for so many years."

Qi Xu became sour: "You two have known each other so early."

"Yeah." Ling Jiangyuan looked away, vaguely, "It's been a long time."

Qi Xu poked at the swaying swing, trying to get his butt on it, Ling Jiangyuan grabbed his wrist and said with a smile: "You really want to break the tree branch."

Qi Xu glanced at him: "In your heart, I'm still a kid who hasn't grown up—" He paused, "A boy?"

"Yes." Ling Jiangyuan nodded, and said seriously, "It is indeed a little boy."

Qi Xu was strolling in the yard, Ling Jiangyuan stayed with him for a while and then went into the house, opened the door, the room had a musty smell, it was for Uncle Yin to tinker with some gadgets on weekdays, some of them were even from It was picked up outside. When his father was still there, he hated this house very much. He often made a fuss about burning the house down, and the two often quarreled.

Uncle Yin had already wound several strings. When he heard the movement, he looked up at him and said, "Your mother came here a while ago."

Ling Jiangyuan was a little surprised: "She has been here? How is it possible?"

"Yeah." Uncle Yin said while winding the strings, "somehow she came to me and asked me to learn something about embroidery. I ignored her and asked her to find some teaching materials online. She didn't know how to use the Internet, so she just sat there by herself. Stabbed, stabbed bloody hand."

Ling Jiangyuan was a little dazed, and the amulet hanging around his neck was sticking to his skin, emitting a scalding temperature.It was so hot that he couldn't breathe.

Uncle Yin sighed, set up the guitar, and said, "Don't blame her too much, she is a woman with a child, and she is always sad."

"You will always be on her side," Ling Jiangyuan said, "not to mention that I have never blamed her, so it is understandable."

"You are so awkward, you always hide what you say," Uncle Yin smiled, "I don't see who you blame on your face, but if you really don't blame, you can be alone Rent a house to live outside?"

Ling Jiangyuan looked away from Uncle Yin in embarrassment, and asked after a while, "Did she tell you?"

"Yes," Uncle Yin nodded, "Let me persuade you to go back and live, saying that the relationship between us is just like father and son. I told her that there is no need. We are such an adult, we should be independent."

Ling Jiangyuan was silent for a long while before saying, "What about you?"

"What about me?" His hand only paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and his fingers nimbly placed the new string.

"Wait no longer?"

"It's been long enough." Uncle Yin sighed and raised his head, "I've been waiting for half my life. It's enough."

Ling Jiangyuan couldn't tell what it was like for a moment.

"You mother and son keep everything in your stomach. This habit has to be changed. I won't be in the middle of it in the future." Uncle Yin smiled, "Jiang Yuan, she is your mother anyway, and she is related by blood." relationship, this is a fact that cannot be changed.”

Ling Jiangyuan didn't speak.

There was only a slight movement in the room when Uncle Yin was installing the strings. Ling Jiangyuan watched for a long time before standing up. He pushed open the door and said in a low voice, "I don't blame her, but myself."

Uncle Yin turned his head to look at him, and found that Ling Jiangyuan had already gone out, his opened mouth closed again, and finally he just let out a helpless sigh.

On the way back, Ling Jiangyuan's interest was not very high. Qi Xu called his uncle and he didn't even realize it. He didn't know what was going on in his mind.

It wasn't until Qi Xu stepped on the brakes and stopped at the school gate that Ling Jiangyuan came to his senses: "What are you doing here?"

"Eat." Qi Xu looked at him, "Eat noodles with scallion oil."

Ling Jiangyuan smiled: "You like eating so much?"

"Well, I really like it." Qi Xu said, "I think you like it too, so I won't go back to cook for myself tonight, let's eat outside."

"Okay." The moment Ling Jiangyuan nodded, Qi Xu turned the front of the car and was about to turn.

At the same time, there was a sudden scream from the crowded crowd not far away, and the crowd dispersed in a rush to give way to a road just for motorcycles to pass. With a "shua", another black motorcycle Breaking through the crowd, and passing by Qi Xu's car quickly——

In a blink of an eye, a hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed the red rope around Ling Jiangyuan's neck, and after it was tensed, it opened with a "collapse".

"hiss--"

Qi Xu heard Ling Jiangyuan gasp behind him, turned his head to look, and there was an obvious bloodstain on the side of Ling Jiangyuan's neck.

Ling Jiangyuan's amulet was stolen.

Ling Jiangyuan was still in a daze, but Qi Xu had already slammed the accelerator with a cold face, turned around, and quickly chased in the direction of the car in front.

"Qi Xu!" Ling Jiangyuan regained his composure at this moment, "What are you doing?"

"Chasing things!" Qi Xu said, "Didn't your things be robbed!"

Amidst the rushing wind, Ling Jiangyuan's voice was faintly faint, but Qi Xu could still hear it clearly.

"It's not worth anything," Ling Jiangyuan said, "don't chase after it."

"That won't work!" Qi Xu raised his voice and shouted, "That's a talisman, the person who begged for you must be very sincere to get it, you can't just throw it away!"

"...It's really not necessary." Ling Jiangyuan said very lowly, "It's not that important."

At this moment Ling Jiangyuan suddenly realized the meaning of Uncle Yin's words.

Perhaps, he was really blaming his mother, but he just refused to admit it.

The wind was so strong that he shaved his face, Ling Jiangyuan's eyes were covered with mist, his lacquered hair was thrown back, and the back of his head looked stubborn. Ling Jiangyuan sighed and raised his voice: "Turn right."

The motorcycle chased the motorcycle, forcing people into a small alley, and the car couldn't drive anymore, Qi Xu threw the car and rushed out, the man driving the motorcycle in front flung the amulet back, cursing as he retreated Said: "Damn a purse you have been chasing for so long, I thought it was a good thing!"

"Come again." Qi Xu looked at him with a cold face, and there was a gloomy light in his eyes.

The man clutched the amulet, and after confirming that there was nothing valuable inside, his eyes rolled back, and the moment he threw the amulet, he jumped into the other side of the yard with his right hand and fled.

Qi Xu rushed forward to catch the amulet, and repeatedly confirmed that the amulet was not damaged except for the broken rope. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Ling Jiangyuan, it's fine!"

Ling Jiangyuan looked at him blankly, his throat seemed to be blocked by something at that moment, and he couldn't speak.

"You can't lose the talisman," Qi Xu said seriously, "I lost the one my mother gave me, and I was sad for a long time."

Ling Jiangyuan turned his head away and said in a deep voice: "This thing is very important to you, but it's really not that important to me."

"It's also very important." Qi Xu pursed his lips and looked at him, "If it was really not important, you wouldn't have thrown it away and picked it up again."

Ling Jiangyuan was poked at the center, and the expression on his face changed again and again, finally showing a bit of helplessness.

It is undeniable that when he saw that the amulet was held in Qi Xu's hand again, he was indeed relieved.

In any case, it was something that Jiang Rong tried hard to get for him.

——Fortunately, it was not lost.

Ling Jiangyuan sighed, leaned back against the wall, raised one hand and rubbed his temple, and spoke with a sense of helplessness: "Have you ever thought that this kind of person who dares to rob on the street is likely to end up dead people, they may have knives in their hands, and your life may even be in danger."

"I didn't think about it," Qi Xu said, "At that moment, I only thought about your things being robbed and I wanted to get them back. How could I have time to think about so much——Ling Jiangyuan, don't you act impulsively when you do things? If you are sensible, you will probably miss a lot."

"For an amulet, it's not worth losing your life." Ling Jiangyuan said.

"But I don't want to see you sad." Qi Xu said helplessly, "Ling Jiangyuan, why are you talking so much, am I fine?"

Ling Jiangyuan stood there, his body pressed against the cold wall, and his hands suddenly clenched into fists.

"Qi Xu, you don't need to..."

"What?" Qi Xu shook the amulet in his hand, raised his head, and looked at him with bright eyes, "Why, do you want to thank me? No need to be polite, this is what it should be..."

The moment Ling Jiangyuan met his eyes, he clearly heard something in his heart was breaking and something was healing.

He finally said, "You don't have to be so nice to me."

"Is this good for you?" Qi Xu smiled and threw the amulet into Ling Jiangyuan's hands, "Ling Jiangyuan, how miserable your life is, has no one treated you better?"

Ling Jiangyuan didn't speak, just sighed and followed Qi Xu's pace.

Qi Xu turned his head to look at him with a smile: "Then I snatched the amulet back for you, how can you repay me?"