Seagull

The night after talking with Tang Meiling, Chang Ze kept thinking about it after returning home. He couldn't fall asleep. He felt that he was deceived. He felt that he couldn't face Zhang Lan anymore. Maybe the idea of ​​looking for Sister Jiajia can be stopped for a while, but so what, that thought will be like a needle, stabbing Changze's nerves from time to time.He was awake all the time, from the first sunrise of the sun, to the sound of the dog barking across the street, to the sound of his parents getting up downstairs.Chang Ze suddenly turned over and sat up, making a decision he had flinched all night, but just now, he sent a message to Zhang Lan.

After thinking about it, Chang Ze decided to ask Zhang Lan to meet them for the second time. Zhang Lan had a part-time job at the coffee shop where he had a chat. To be honest, his mind was still in a mess. Think about what to say or ask.

Probably the impact on Chang Ze this time was really great. After seeing Zhang Lan, he was also a little absent-minded and wanted to laugh, but the smile he pulled out was a bit forced. Even Zhang Lan could tell something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?"

Chang Ze temporarily put aside the troubles in his mind, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much."

Zhang Lan ignored his love words and asked in a puzzled manner, "What do you want from me?"

Chang Ze still didn't know how to ask, but instinctively began to sweet talk Zhang Lan: "I said it, I miss you."

The expression on Zhang Lan's face remained the same, but his heart fluctuated a little, and his eyes became brighter.He glanced at his watch and said about his timetable: "Oh. I've been very busy recently, and I have to participate in the game the day after tomorrow, so I can only spare 30 minutes."

Chang Ze nodded, and chatted with Zhang Lan on a few topics that he would usually talk about. He slowly glanced at the piano next to him, and then tried calmly: "A Lan, I remember you can play the piano?"

Zhang Lan didn't answer, but just looked at him with doubts in his eyes, wondering why he brought up the piano.

Chang Ze: "It's a pity that I didn't see you playing the piano at your house last time."

Zhang Lan also turned his head and looked at the piano with Chang Ze: "It's no pity, I can only know a little bit, and I can't play a decent piece of music, and it was played very early."

Chang Ze guessed: "Put it in a locked room on the second floor?"

Zhang Lan seemed to have remembered something, her face darkened, and she only responded briefly: "En."

Chang Ze pretended to be curious and asked, "Who bought the piano for you?"

Zhang Lan: "My grandma."

Chang Ze was not surprised to hear this answer, and said with a smile: "Then your grandma must be very kind to you and love you very much."

There was no joy on Zhang Lan's face, she just accepted Chang Ze's evaluation: "Well, I love it very much..."

How can you not love?His grandma is willing to carry him back and forth on mountain roads just to take him to and from school; his grandma is willing to do everything for him, as long as it is beneficial to him, which is what he likes; All his savings, pianos, toys, and even his mother... Zhang Lan's feelings for his grandma have always been contradictory. On the one hand, what grandma did for him made him feel very happy, but when he thought of his mother, this kind of love-based The practice of fame has become his burden again.After his mother died, he really wanted to hate grandma from his mother's perspective, but he was the least qualified, he couldn't enjoy grandma's love and hate her at the same time...

Chang Ze interrupted his memory, and asked a little complicatedly: "Who taught you to play the piano? A piano teacher?"

Zhang Lan: "It's my mother."

There was no smile on Chang Ze's face. Although it was within his imagination, he was still a little at a loss when Zhang Lan said it: "You...your mother can play the piano?"

When Zhang Lan mentioned her mother, her tone was full of pride: "Well, she plays very well."

Chang Ze tried to smile, but when the command was conveyed to his face, his facial muscles twitched twice: "Then why didn't you learn it later? My Ah Lan is so smart, she can learn everything quickly, and she will definitely learn it well. "

Zhang Lan didn't answer right away, but lowered her head and stirred the coffee in the cup. Chang Ze waited impatiently before he heard him say: "Because the piano was bought late, my mother was not in good health, and... died early."

"Alan, I haven't heard you mention your mother much, you and I have a good... Let's introduce it well."

Zhang Lan didn't recognize Teton in his words, but subconsciously didn't want to mention it to him, so she summed up a few words and said to him: "My mother is very beautiful, very gentle, very kind, she is very good."

Chang Ze didn't dare to ask, so he asked insincerely, "Your mother is so good, so your grandparents must be great too, right?"

This time Zhang Lan didn't speak at all, just silently, repeatedly stirred the coffee, cut off the call from others by the way, picked up the mobile phone and typed, as if replying to someone.There was a moment of silence on the field, only the music played in the shop could be heard, it was very soft, light, and slow, but it made Chang Ze restless.

Chang Ze suddenly said, "Alan, have you ever lied to me?"

Zhang Lan stopped, typed a few more words, and replied pretending not to care: "Yes."

Chang Ze: "Then why did you lie to me?"

Zhang Lan's cell phone rang again, and he hung up on it again: "Because of myself."

The answer was nonsensical, and Chang Ze couldn't figure out his deep meaning for a while, but he wanted to know other things more than why Zhang Lan lied to him. Tell me the truth? Are you going to lie to me forever?"

Zhang Lan was silent for a longer time, and it took a long time before two words came out: "No."

I don't know if Zhang Lan did it on purpose. This "no" means whether he will tell Chang Ze the truth or lie to him for the rest of his life.This conversation made Chang Ze suddenly lose his courage. He watched Zhang Lan hang up the phone for the third time, and decided to let him and himself go first, with some luck in his heart: Next time, maybe he will tell me; next time , When he thinks it over, I think it through too.

"Alan, let me take you back. It's been more than half an hour. Your classmate must be in a hurry. No one answered your calls after so many calls. Don't let them think that you are a person who forgets things when you see sex. I saw After such a long time, I am already satisfied. Although you will definitely win the award, you still have to prepare carefully, and we will have a good date when you are not busy."

Zhang Lan was undecided, glanced at the phone screen that lit up because he received the news, and agreed: "Okay."

The two got up and left the store, and Chang Ze drove him back to school.

Zhang Lan closed the car door, took a step outside, turned and bent down again, and added clumsily, "You...if you have anything to do, send me a message, and I will read it when I am free..."

Still worried about him, Chang Ze finally felt better and smiled: "Okay, I got it. Then you have to read everything I post, and you have to reply after reading it."

Hearing this, Zhang Lan left without looking back.

As soon as Zhang Lan left, the smile on Chang Ze's face disappeared. He went back to the hospital and started working, trying to make his day easier in this way.Everything was normal, only his mother asked him about his rest time, and told him not to go back to his home outside, which made him a little puzzled. When he asked her what she was going to do, she didn't say anything, but she just had a mysterious and full face. smile.When Chang Ze saw it, he felt that he was about to suffer.