you are different from the picture

On December 24th of this year, the weather in city S was cloudy, with a northwesterly wind of force three to four.

Christmas without snow always seems to be missing something.

In the Conservatory of Music, students who were afraid of the cold came and went in a hurry, with scarves and hats covering most of their faces, and no one wanted to stay in the cold wind for too long.The crowd outside the concert hall was deserted. Occasionally, students with musical instruments entered through the small door leading to the backstage, but there was only a creaking sound of the door switch.

Passing through a dark and narrow corridor, the noise gradually increased, but the inside was lively. The students who were going to perform at night gathered here to arrange their order, and listened to the number and went to the stage for rehearsal one by one.

The sound of music in front of the stage is buzzing, and there are crowds of people behind the stage, those who tune the piano, practice, memorize scores, put on makeup, and those who seize the last bit of time to eat. The steaming heat makes the small space warm and full of laughter. The noise was interspersed with it, and there was a festive atmosphere.

Gu Yile and Jiang Yu were sitting there, holding their mobile phones facing each other, with fascinated and intoxicated smiles on their faces.

"Hey." Jiang Yu first glanced at the opposite party, "What are the arrangements for the evening?"

Gu Yile raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Why, want to ask me out?"

Jiang Yu sneered, "Why are you asking me out? Aren't you Peng Zhou's brother? Let me check if he's free tonight."

"Aren't you also Peng Zhou's brother?"

"I'm his husband."

"What about doing 0 for love?"

"Aren't you at my mercy when I catch you?"

"Oh, you're cheating!"

"It's called strategy."

Gu Yile's eyes widened, and then he felt that it had nothing to do with him, and said: "Peng Zhou has a very good house, and he will play games when he returns to the dormitory at night. What arrangements can I make?" After thinking about it, I reminded, "Chief Jiang, you come back. Chase, don't engage in forced love, it's against the law."

Jiang Yu smiled confidently: "I will make him be mine willingly."

Gu Yile was not interested in Ba Zong's quotations, she got goosebumps all over the floor, lifted her buttocks and moved to the side.

"Hey." Who would have thought that Jiang Yu would follow him again and start another topic, "How did you spend Christmas Eve with your partner?"

"Never, I don't know." Gu Yile shook his head.

"That's right, you two are dating online, what can you see but can't touch, how can you live."

"Hey, are you still addicted to comparison?" Gu Yile bared his teeth ferociously at him, "Even if we can't see each other, we are fine."

"Yeah, it's alright, I didn't know who was crying to find a boyfriend yesterday, but he was reluctant to speak after dialing the video."

Gu Yile, who was shot, blew up: "If you didn't break my chin, how could I be crushed by the strings?" He touched his face, "It's still red now!"

"Just a little bit, you look pretty." Jiang Yu said forcefully, "If it wasn't for what happened yesterday, maybe the two of you haven't watched the video yet."

"Then I have to thank you?"

"You're welcome."

While Gu Yile scolded him for his boastful words, he picked up his phone and opened the photo album, continuing to appreciate the photos.

In the photo, Liang seems to be in the laboratory, and a part of the collar of his white coat is seen in the mirror.His facial features look a bit more handsome than those shown in the previous ID photo. His outline is tough, his brows are deep, and his not-so-obvious double eyelids open from the corner to the end of his eyes, which outlines his slightly narrow, long and sharp eyes. Curved and softly curved.

Further down, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the lips are thin and light-colored, just like his impression, plain and gentle, just standing there and doing nothing can give people enough power to feel at ease.

Fortunately, the screen capture speed is fast enough.Gu Yile felt that the one who endured the pain yesterday and still didn't forget to take a screenshot was simply physically and mentally strong, the kind who could be awarded the "Moving Top Ten People in Online Dating Award".

Looking at it, he couldn't help thinking, what is Liang doing now?Yesterday I said I was going to inspect the factory, have you arrived yet?Why is the signal of a broken factory so bad that you can't even send a message?

Will he want to watch my performance with my friends tonight?

It was the first time in Gu Yile's life that he felt the anxiety and troubles brought about by love. He was like a teenager who had just entered puberty.

At this moment, Lu Xiaodi and Peng Zhou, who went to the stage to inquire about the news, poked their heads out from the entrance of the stage: "NO.12, get ready to go on stage!"

The thoughts that flew to nowhere returned to their place in an instant, Gu Yile put down his phone and picked up the piano, stood up with Jiang Yu, and said in unison: "Here we come!"

At the same time, a plane passing over the English Channel and the Eurasian continent lowered its landing gear and slowly stopped on the runway of the international airport on the outskirts of S City.

After more than ten hours of flying, the cabin door finally opened. When walking on the covered bridge, Liang Dong could feel the unique winter atmosphere of this city. It was cold but not bleak, bustling but not noisy.

The body temperature in city S is higher than that in city L. When he was picking up his luggage, he put the coat he had taken off on his arms, and when he was pushing the luggage out, his cell phone rang shortly after receiving the signal.

It was my mother calling, and it seemed that I had received the message from him before boarding the plane.

"Okay, why did you suddenly change the route to S City?" Liang's mother said with some reproach in her tone, "Your dad already ordered the driver to pick you up, and when the empty car comes back, he's going to get angry again."

Liang Dong said, "Sorry, it was decided on a temporary basis."

"To see Xiao Gu?"

"Yeah." He admitted frankly, "Time is tight, so I'll go and see him. I've already bought a plane ticket back to the capital, and I'll leave at night and arrive home in the early morning."

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and said, "You just need to know what you have, don't be too tired."

Because of Grandpa's affairs, Liang's mother has been working hard these days, and she is no longer cheerful in the past with a few words, but is full of fatigue.Liang Dong comforted her on the phone and promised her that she would go home on time, so she was relieved.

Before hanging up the phone, she suddenly thought of something and asked, "You and Xiao Gu are meeting for the first time. It is very important to leave a good impression. What kind of clothes are you wearing? Did you bring a gift?"

Seeing that his mother had time to care about this in addition to her busy schedule, Liang Dong pulled the corner of his lower lip and said, "Daily attire."

He went outside and took a deep breath of the clear air among the people coming and going: "But I have prepared a gift, I hope he likes it."

When I arrived at the Conservatory of Music in the city center of S, it was almost dark, and the lights on both sides of the road were emitting a dim yellow light.

Perhaps it coincided with the festival, and there were not many people at the door.Liang Dong and the taxi driver agreed on a return time, left their luggage in the car, and walked in alone.

Walking along a masonry road opened in the middle of the old European-style buildings on both sides, passing through the promenade covered with wood, passing the landscape wall of landscape and flowers in front of the cafeteria, Liang Dong stopped for a moment, imagining that Gu Yile would send him a message here When I was young, did I also look at this simple and unsophisticated scenery, and a hundred flowers bloomed in my heart.

When night fell, Liang Dong received a message from netizen Gu Yile as netizen Dong.

Today should be happy: The rehearsal is over, waiting to play, my god, I'm a little nervous!

He replied with a cheer, then switched to WeChat, and sent a message to Gu Yile, who had changed his name, to show his presence.

Today should be nervous: [! ! ! 】

Today Yi was nervous: [I'll be on stage in a while, you're finally here! [Tiger tears.gif]]

Liang Dong replied: [Well, I'm here. 】

Under the guidance of a student, Liang Dong walked towards the concert hall while chatting with Gu Yile.

Yi Yi was nervous today: [I went to see it just now, there are a lot of people in the audience! 】

Liang: [Isn't it good to have too many people? 】

Today should be nervous: [Not good!In the afternoon, there was obviously no one there, how many social personnel did the school let in?

Social worker Liang Dong: ...

Liang: [You can try to ignore the audience in the audience. 】

Today should be nervous: [Things are now, we can only let nature take its course [Amitabha.gif]]

Liang: [Going with the flow is any result after accepting hard work. 】

Liang: [Lele has already worked hard, so don't be nervous. 】

At eight o'clock in the evening capital time, the concert started on time.

The hall was already full of people, Liang Dong stood in the last row near the safety exit and found a place not to get in the way.

After the melodious school song chorus, the host came to the stage to announce the curtain, the music played, and the flowing notes brought the people in it to a vast dreamland.

After all, it is a Christmas Eve concert for the students. In addition to the traditional classical repertoire, there are some lively and interesting interspersed to enliven the atmosphere.

After listening to "jinglebells" by violin and piano and "last christmas" by woodwind quartet, the host announced that the string quartet named Le Xiao Zhouyu will be on stage next.

"Le Xiao Zhou Yu..."

Liang Dong silently read the four characters with his mouth, then turned around and repeated the word "Le" at the beginning, with a slight smile on his lips.

It is indeed the name that the little genius came up with.

The curtain was temporarily drawn, and when it was opened to both sides again, four chairs were placed on the stage, and the light from the overhead light enveloped the four performers.

Taking advantage of his height, Liang Dong could have a panoramic view of the entire stage, but his line of sight was chosen one step ahead of him, and he was firmly locked on the person sitting on the left inner side.

Just like that at the end of winter that year, when he was sitting on the side of the road, he saw the boy carrying the piano at a glance.

When he first arrived in L City, Liang Dong had difficulty adapting to the changes in his environment and eating habits. When he couldn't sleep all night, he recalled the scene of that day countless times.

After the Spring Festival, the weather began to warm up, and the capital in the north was still colder than other places. When I was tired from walking, I took a rest by the side of the road, and the breath I exhaled was white.

This place is secluded enough, with a sparsely populated concrete road in front, and the back door of a certain school behind, surrounded by trees for shade, Liang Dong decided to stay here for a while.

He let himself think about a lot of fruitless things - the major that was forcibly transferred after half a year of study, the messy home he talked to himself, the medical examination form that passed the assessment but was invalidated, and the vast sky above his head.

When he looked up, the sky seemed to be getting smaller, and it kept pressing down, trapping the tiny him inside.

Just when he began to feel out of breath, a series of hurried footsteps approached, and when he heard the sound, he turned his head, and a slender boy with short hair was already sitting beside him.

The boy was panting harder than him, and there was a wheezing sound in his throat. Liang Dong thought he was angry, but when he raised his arm and wiped his face, he realized that he was crying.

After wiping it twice again, the boy turned his head and saw a familiar face.

The words that came into my ears were not very friendly: "What are you looking at me for?"

Liang Dong was stopped by this question.

He just got his attention, and he looked at it whenever he wanted, without any specific reason.

Since the other party didn't want to be watched, he turned his face away, continued to stare ahead, and tried his best to restrain the urge to turn his head.

Liang Dong guessed at the time that he must have changed a lot, or it was too dark for the other party to see clearly, otherwise there was no reason why he couldn't recognize him.

He even clearly remembered the other party's name.

Recalling the time when we worked together on a toy called Transformers, it has been 12 years since Liang Dong was planning to use this astonishing data as an entry point to start a conversation with the boy who seemed to be in a bad mood. The other party said first: "Are you Didn't you perform well, so you didn't pass the exam?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the school behind him: "Still the same as me, except that I didn't perform well, and I don't have the money to go to school in the capital?"

Looking in the direction of his finger, Liang Dong saw clearly that behind him was the leading music academy in the capital and even in the whole country.

Liang Dong shook his head, before he could speak, the other party suddenly stood up.

"No matter what, it's fate to meet you here." He said, "Let me play a song for you."

He opened the piano case, took out the violin, looked down for a while, and his voice became hoarse.

"This may be the last time I play the violin outside of S City, you have to listen carefully." He turned his back and put the violin on his shoulders, "Go back to sleep after listening, don't hide here alone Sad."

It turns out that this kind of performance is called sadness.

Sadness is an emotion.

Music can reflect human emotions - Liang Dong has heard such words many times from books, movies, or psychiatrists.

Perhaps it was because of a natural lack of empathy, or as his mother said, he forgot to turn on the speaker to play a sonata when he was born. Since Liang Dong was sensible, he believed that the "function" of music for him was only hypnosis.

It's not like you can't sleep without it.

Emotion is not like data, which has standards and can be measured. It is a substance with a high sense of existence. If you don’t grasp it, you will appear to be out of tune with the world. If you grasp it, you don’t know where to put it.

It is a waste of time for him to do things with a high probability of no result, such as sitting on the side of the road and listening to someone playing the piano.

But that time, he listened patiently.

It was the same this time, Liang Dong watched the music-loving boy playing the melody that didn't arouse his special reaction, and couldn't move his eyes away. The tiredness of the journey was swept away at this moment, and the black and white world flooded into a large expanse of brilliant colors.

It was only this person who attracted him.

So he is not willing to just be a passing visitor in his life, he has traveled thousands of miles to come here.