The world destroys the future

The weather in the snow field is changeable, the sky is not clear for a long time, and snowflakes are falling again in the dark sky.

During the fluttering snow, the snow piled up on the roof of the wooden house in the distance.

Zhou Yi lost his soul and was dragged towards the wooden house by the future.

The door of the cabin was open, the fire in the fireplace was long gone, and snow and ice were falling down the carpeted stairs.

The future guides Zhou Yi to sit on the sofa, without saying a word, lights a candle, and puts it on the small table. The bright candlelight brings a little warmth, and Zhou Yi stares at the candle with ecstasy, his eyes are a little watery.

The soup pot was hung up, the fireplace was turned on in the future, the flames were blazing, he picked up the broom, and swept the snow away, and when everything was done, the water in the soup pot boiled.

Pull, the zipper button slides down, the snow that accidentally fell on the sweater gradually melts when it touches the heat of the air in the cabin, Future leans down even more, helps Zhou Yi open the padded jacket, takes a look at him, and lifts the close-fitting sweater , push it up to reveal the shirt inside, unbutton it.

The towel was soaked in water, wrung out, steaming, wiped on the lower abdomen, rubbed the waistline, and slowly moved up...

Zhou Yi didn't respond the whole time.

Looking down in the future, without speaking to disturb him, he cleaned his skin bit by bit.

Putting Zhou Yi into a clean light gray plush pajamas, Future lowered his body, picked him up, and walked to the basket under the stairs, Zhou Yi trembled, his relaxed body tensed instantly, and his expression frightened.

"Shh, it's okay, I won't lock you up."

Knowing what he was afraid of, Future quickly comforted him softly.

"Sleep well, no one can hurt you."

Zhou Yi was put into the basket. Future twisted up the quilt and covered him carefully, "Will you drink sweet milk when you wake up?"

Sweet milk, thick sweet milk, Zhou Yi likes to drink this, but for some reason, he hasn't had milk for a long time, um, I really want to drink it.

Drowsy like a tide, his consciousness gradually sank as the waves beat.

In the future, he propped his chin to admire Zhou Yi's sleeping face in the basket, and felt joy from the bottom of his heart. Although he really didn't want to take any radical measures against Zhou Yi, there was no way. Don't even try to pry it open...

There's nothing to worry about, because Lily will never have that chance again.

The tone of the piano is as dark as a dark night, the keys jump, and the notes played by the fingertips fly out. It is like the water surface under the shadow of clouds flickering, and it is like white fog in the mountains and forests. The stalks of grass are dense, the syllables are disconnected and continuous, and the melancholy melody is played alternately with both hands, leading the thoughts into the immersed sea, lost in the hazy fog.

There was a glass of milk on the small table next to the sofa, holding it with fingers, the heat was just right, Zhou Yi drank the milk while listening to the piano music.

His eyes fell on the thick book, Zhou Yi only now saw the title of the book - "Visiting the Residents Hidden in the Corner of the World". ...strange book.

When his hand was about to touch the book, he lowered it again. Zhou Yi's heart ached when he thought of Lily, and he felt sad. If he couldn't see Lily, maybe he should try to miss her less.

But, that's Lily, how can I not miss Lily?His brows were furrowed tightly, and the hatred for the culprit spread in his heart again. It was his fault that he couldn't vent his emotions!Actually still in the mood to play the piano, so mad!Thinking of this, Zhou Yi held onto the stairs and walked up.

There are still no candles on the second floor, only one window, through which faint skylight and light reflected from the snow come in. The hard bed is still in the messy state before Zhou Yi stepped on it. Zhou Yi turned his head and recognized the wooden wall in the dim environment The behemoth over there is the piano stand, and the player sits at the back, bowing his head and playing seriously.

The hateful kidnapper is in a good mood.Zhou Yi was very upset, deliberately walked over heavily, and then slapped the piano stand hard. "It's so noisy!" He said through gritted teeth.

Gadden!Fingers knocked off the last note.

Looking up in the future, even in the dark, his white mask is the most conspicuous.

"Sorry, I just really want to play today..."

"I can't hear the sincerity of your apology."

Zhou Yi was full of anger and depressed, and found the right person to launch, "It's terrible to play, and you are the only one who can play the piano? It's an insult to this... eh? Steinway?" In the dark environment, Zhou Yi touched After seeing the expensive texture of this piano, the vertical ebony wood exudes an ancient atmosphere, and I was suddenly surprised, "Hmph, let me tell you, you probably snatched this piano, right? It looks so poor that you bought it." from..."

Future Shi Shiran interrupted the childish venom he was trying to spray, "Do you want to play it?"

"Huh?" Zhou Yi got stuck.This guy, what are you talking about!

Future directly stepped aside, "Please."

Zhou Yi came to his senses, let go of his hand touching the piano, and said coldly, "No! I won't!"

"If you don't know how, how can you be so familiar with the piano." Future smiled and pressed the keys softly, "Excellent sound quality, isn't it?"

Zhou Yi's heart was moved by this melancholy and gloomy G minor, but to be honest, he doesn't play very well. Although he likes the piano very much, he has no talent.

"Come on." Future's voice bewitched.

Zhou Yi blushed and became nervous. He could imagine that the kidnappers would laugh at him when he played the music. This was something he couldn't tolerate, and he even felt a little remorseful. Why did he overestimate his ability to mock this person just now? Woolen cloth?He could clearly hear that this person played very well, or rather, he was a genius... "Zhou Yi, I put this piano here just for you, sit down and touch its keys, if you don't need it, I just had to throw it outside."

"Ah? You... how could you do this?" Zhou Yi's heart ached when he heard this, and he sat on the stool with the hand that was holding his shoulder in the future, and he put his hand down automatically, still muttering condemnation, "You shouldn't be doing that."

"Well, I won't do that anymore." Future held his hand and helped him press the first button, "What do you want to play?"

He pressed the first key, and Zhou Yi already knew what to play in his mind. Yi learned the piano for three years when he was a child. This is the only piano piece his parents dared to let him perform at the banquet. Oh, the reason why he was able to learn this piece patiently was because he watched Home Alone. movie.

It’s been a long time since I’ve touched the piano, but he played this piece skillfully and smoothly. The notes are dancing, the fingers are playing the keys, the elves are flying, and the wind and snow are disappearing. Zhou Yi feels like being in Christmas leisurely feel.

But at the end of the song, Zhou Yi looked a little regretful, and tapped his fingers towards the last key.

However, the song was not finished, and with a heavy back, the hands protruding from both sides of the cheeks landed on the black and white keys, and then the last sound changed naturally, and the song was played again. "Follow me," Future said.

Zhou Yi was taken aback for a moment, but his ears were pulled by the notes, and his fingers followed his playing unconsciously.

Four hands are dancing gracefully on the piano, the Christmas song is more joyful and happy, it seems to be music from heaven, the angels are smiling in the holy light, the snow-white wings are gently vibrating, the holy son Jesus, the joy of birth, Zhou Yi is intoxicated in heaven In the music, I feel that the soul is washed, ah, he and his ensemble partner, the soul resonates!

In the future, he bowed his head and didn't look at the piano keys at all. He peeped at Zhou Yi's face in the dark, secretly and cautiously, gradually approached, breathing blended, his lips touched the earlobe quietly, and then separated, but the people under him didn't notice anything. In the future, the corners of his mouth were bent, becoming more presumptuous, gently touching and rubbing his cheeks.

One song is over.

With tired fingers trembling slightly, Zhou Yi inhaled tremblingly, and then exhaled slowly.

Future held his hand and massaged very tenderly.

Zhou Yi didn't resist, half-closed his eyes, enjoying his meticulous service, his thoughts were still immersed in the beautiful aftertaste that resonated just now.

"Grumble."

Untimely hungry bellies.

Zhou Yi shrank his hands, pressed his stomach, and looked at the future in a daze.

Future smiled, "Go downstairs, I'll bring the food down later."

"Well, um." Always feeling a little embarrassed, Zhou Yi was eager to get rid of this atmosphere, got up and hurried downstairs.

Sitting on the sofa, he found that his palms were sweaty. After rubbing against the pajamas, he still felt hot. The book "Visiting Residents Hidden in the Corner of the World" on the small table caught his attention.

Zhou Yi didn't have the urge to open it. Rather, he didn't want to see this book for no reason. He pressed and hid this book with other books, and then he felt that his breathing was smooth. The flames in the fireplace were beating. They were all gone, and neither was the wooden box on the fireplace.

Crack, crunch.

The stairs rattled.

Zhou Yi curled up his fingers and turned his head towards the small table. Strangely, he became nervous.

A yellow plastic plate was handed out in front of him, creamy mushroom pasta, a common taste in Italy, exuding a strong fragrance, Zhou Yi squeezed his fingers, let go, took it silently, weighed next to him, and sat on the armrest of the sofa in the future On one side, he also held a plate of pasta in his hand. Zhou Yi stirred the pasta with a fork and ate it, staring at him strangely, not to mention, it was the first time he saw the future after being kidnapped here for so long... ...Uh, the kidnapper eats, usually he eats upstairs, right?

"Mine is ketchup, do you want to eat it?" Future bowed his head to show him the plate.

Zhou Yi turned away from him in distaste, although she actually likes tomato sauce, the pasta with white sauce is also delicious.

Future grinned.

What are you laughing at!Zhou Yi was annoyed, tsk, "You can't eat or sleep, your parents didn't teach you!"

"..." Future's hand stirring the pasta paused slightly, "They died a long time ago, maybe they taught me this, but I can't remember what they said or what they looked like."

Zhou Yi bit the fork, feeling the sweetness in his mouth became bitter. It turned out that the kidnapper lost his parents... "Sorry." He lowered his head, his eyes were slightly hot, "Sorry..."

Future was surprised, "You..."

He wanted to say something, but quickly reached out and pinched Zhou Yi's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

The black hair frowned slightly, Zhou Yi's handsome face was covered with blush, he bit his lips, but tears kept sliding down from the corner of his eyes, the tear mole under his left eye seemed a little transparent in the flickering firelight.

"Miss them?" Future asked.

Zhou Yi turned her head to avoid his gaze.

Future's voice was low and soft, "Look, your tears have fallen into the plate, you can't eat it." He stirred the tomato sauce pasta on the plate, lifted it up, and handed it to Zhou Yi's lips, "Come on, Open your mouth."

"It's disgusting!" Zhou Yi glared at him.

"It's not disgusting," Future said firmly, "Eat it. It's delicious." At the same time, he stuffed the pasta wrapped in a fork to his lips.

Zhou Yi refused to eat, and hid, the fork came after him, he hid again, changed the position of the fork, and handed it again, the juice stained his collar.

Zhou Yi was annoyed, took a bite, bit off the pasta, and then bit off the plastic fork.

"Ah, spit it out." Future held the bare fork and said anxiously, "Hurry up, hurry up."

I'm not stupid, of course I would spit it out.What are you nervous about.Seeing his flustered appearance, Zhou Yi had a bad idea, deliberately chewed slowly, and didn't spit it out at all.

Unexpectedly, the future became furious, grabbed his throat, and pressed him on the sofa, "Spit it out! Immediately!"

His aura was so fierce that it was terrifying.

Zhou Yi was stunned.

Confused, he spat out the fork.

"..." Future hand trembled, and quickly let go of the hand that was strangling his neck, "Ah, that, that..."

He wanted to explain, but couldn't make a sentence, shrunk his shoulders, and his eyes trembled slightly.

"Go away!"

Zhou Yi pushed him from the sofa to the fireplace.

Future backs against the bricks of the fireplace.

He covered his forehead with a headache, "Ah, Zhou Yi..."

Zhou Yi jumped off the sofa, ran into the basket, and then shrank to the corner of the stairs.

Hug your knees and bury your head.