Fall out

【3】

When Jiang Tingda was in school, his mind was never on the textbooks.

"Yu Fu, do you never get sleepy when you read?" "Yu Fu, why do you always have a scent?" "Yu Fu, can you sing me a song?" "Yu Fu..."

Yu Fu, who was so troubled by him, put down the textbook in his hand, pretended to be sullen and looked at the boy next to him who was actually just lying on the table and asking a few questions lazily: "Jiang Tingda, you are so like a My cousin in the city is acting like a baby, and I can't concentrate on my studies."

Jiang Tingda looked at his natural eight-character eyebrows, which were actually quite happy, but he only felt cute in his eyes: "Is it because I look like your cousin, or because I'm acting like a baby?"

"..." Yu Fu's eyebrows furrowed even deeper, obviously this slightly weird question was quite difficult for him. "Hey, are you in a hurry to go home at night?" It didn't take long for him to give up thinking, and instead asked Jiang Tingda: "My parents went to visit relatives in the city, so it's boring for me to be alone at night. I don't have much homework, so come and play at my house."

Jiang Tingda's originally dull eyes seemed to be suddenly illuminated by a layer of bright sunlight, and the time that seemed to slow down in the soft light of the setting sun caused him to be stunned for two seconds before replying: "Okay."

I have known for a long time that Yu Fu's family is well-off, but I didn't understand the gap until I saw Jiang Tingda.

In the main room of Yu Fu's house, there was a pile of glossy and beautiful mahogany furniture—of course, Jiang Tingda couldn't tell what it was at that time—but those intricate and delicate carvings undoubtedly made Jiang Tingda admire from the bottom of his heart.Of course, the piano in the room that made him unable to move his eyes the most—upright, not as expensive as a grand piano, more simple and restrained—however, this was enough luxury for Jiang Tingda at the time And it's enviable.

He was the first person to be invited by Yu Fu to be a guest at home, which inexplicably made him excited, and he even straightened up unconsciously.

"Don't you want to hear me sing?" Yu Fu said and sat down on the piano bench: "Just sing the first French song I learned."

Jiang Tingda sat down next to him, biting his lower lip to look at Yu Fu's side face as he knew nothing about the song he was about to hear, and was about to gently apply the sinking sunlight on that face through the window On the face, the pale gold color is so beautiful that people can't even breathe.

A soothing and slightly melancholy melody leaps out from the keys with a distinct sound—this is the first time Jiang Tingda has seen someone play the piano with his own eyes. Touching the fingers and keys of the piano produced an indescribable dream-like feeling—like the first bite of cucumber in midsummer, like glass balls colliding on cement, like cold well water sliding over bluestone... …

Then, Yu Fu's voice sounded.

Jiang Tingda had never heard such a voice.He didn't know how to describe it exactly, but he could only clumsily think of the petals of Magnolia Magnolia—thick jade white or bright yellow, as if soaked in oil, naturally with a mellow crispness and transparency, but without the slightest Sticky, totally refreshing.

After Fu finished singing, Jiang Tingda learned the name of the song: If you are not here.

"What do the lyrics mean?"

"Well, I won't tell you now—you have to keep this in mind and check it yourself—it's time for you to read some books seriously." Yu Fu said sternly, with Jiang Tingda's impression Like the dead mother, as if this is something very important.

"But I don't like reading..." It turned out that even if Jiang Tingda was a motivated student, it was impossible to find out anything in their school in that backward village.

"Hush." ​​Before anyone could finish speaking, Yu Fu suddenly covered Jiang Tingda's mouth with his hand.The latter froze in place following his movements, not knowing what the other party was going to do.

"And this, don't forget." Before Jiang Tingda recovered from his doubts, Yu Fu slowly let go of that hand, swallowed softly, and asked Jiang Tingda very carefully. Da approached slowly.

"Don't you always have a lot of questions to ask me-then do you want to know why my mouth is bent?"

Jiang Tingda is a person who finds it difficult to multitask - for example, he can clearly see the curve of Yu Fu's naturally upturned mouth when he swallows, and he can also feel how hard Yu Fu is grabbing the hem of his clothes, Even the slight trembling of the other party's long eyelashes for unknown reasons - only the soft taste of touching the lips, until the news of Yu Fu's transfer to another school came that summer, he finally woke up from a long dream Like, suddenly remembered.

From then on, Jiang Tingda had a secret that must not be known to anyone.

Like a summer rainstorm, it suddenly hit and then quickly evacuated.After a little coolness, there is endless heat, which is shockingly boring.