Follow the sound and follow the way

Lin Yan stayed in Africa for more than a month, eating and living with the local residents every day, doing his best to lead the orchestra to rehearse and give professional guidance to the young actors, which can be regarded as slightly making up for the lack of education of some children for more than half a year.

Entering November, days of torrential rain finally destroyed the rehearsal hall, which was worse than a tofu dregs project. The rehearsal of the band was suspended, Mia returned to heaven, and Lin Yan's trip to Africa was coming to an end.

The day before leaving, the weather was fine and there was no rain. Lin Yan went to a nearby residential area with Internet access to check emails for the last time.

Almost all mobile phone operators in the world have no signal in the eastern part of country C. Although Lin Yan's phone cannot be connected, it is not completely out of contact.He would drive out every few days to check the mail, while naively sorting out obstacles on the way to escape.

For example, three weeks ago, he completely dispelled the curiosity of Andrew and Dennis on the grounds that "this is a private matter between Kang and me, please don't interfere."

For another example, he directly blocked Mu Kang's mobile phone number and email address.

Suffering from love, Lin Zhi transformed into an ostrich.

Lin Yan only dealt with one email from LEEFOUNDATION today. The foundation has finalized the first performance of the Proust Wind Orchestra in M ​​City, and the time is set in ten days.Lin Yan used the local landline to communicate with the staff about the itinerary, and said that this time he went there directly and did not need the foundation to arrange transportation.

Everything is ready, just waiting to go.Lin Yan returned to his temporary residence in the slums, and while packing his luggage, he began to think about the complex and difficult question of "how to face Mu Kang".

The well-known evaluation of "Evan Lin never makes mistakes" is not all brainless flattery.Conductor Lin Yan is strict with self-discipline and restraint every day. He has lived a decent and clean life for 30 years, and he has never done anything wrong.

Having sex with Mu Kang after drinking was Lin Yan's first big mistake in his life.

It was also the first setback that Lin Yan encountered in his life, and he didn't know how to face it.

Lin Yan packed his luggage and went outside to look at the vast landscape of the African continent for the last time.The setting sun in the distance is like blood, and the first sunset in November hangs below the horizon, as if sending him off loudly.

Lin Yan sighed helplessly.

I did something wrong, ran away in embarrassment, and brought "The Elf of the Forest" to Africa without the composer's permission. There is nothing like what Evan Lin did.

He wants to remember his unforgivable sin, but also hopes to find solace in the music of his sweetheart.

Escaping won't solve the problem, and even Mia knows she has to apologize.Lin Yan thought: No matter whether he will forgive me or not, I can't make the same mistakes again and again.

After eight days of escaping from Mukang, Lin Ostrich bid farewell to his hometown of African grasslands, followed in the footsteps of the elves deep in the jungle, and came to Nanyang Island again, and became Lin Zhi again.

Different from the dry grassland style in Africa, the hot wind in Southeast Asia always has a faint smell of forest and sea tide, which makes people sweat when it entangles the skin.Lin Yan was dressed in bunts, dragged his luggage through the noisy crowd at the airport, and met the Foundation staff who was responsible for picking him up outside the airport.

The staff member's name was Karl, a lively and kind-hearted young man in his early thirties. After greeting Lin Yan, he took Lin Yan's luggage.

"Is Evan very busy recently?" Carl asked with concern, "It seems to have lost a lot of weight."

Lin Yan: "Thank you, it's been fine lately."

The driver drove the car over, Lin Yan sat in the back seat, Carl sat in the co-pilot and said to Lin Yan: "Mr. Bain and Mr. Henry have arrived, and the children will also come this afternoon."

"Okay." Lin Yan said, "Has the rehearsal venue been arranged?"

"It's been arranged," Carl said. "It's the venue for the performance. They agreed to rehearse for the orchestra tomorrow."

Lin Yan: "Great."

He didn't speak any more, just leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

The car drove towards the urban area at high speed, and the inside of the car was quiet. Karl saw Lin Yan's tired face clearly in the rearview mirror, and secretly wondered: Is Evan sick?How did you lose so much weight?

Of course Lin Yan knew that he was not in a good state.

He hasn't had a good meal since he left Switzerland. He can't swallow all the meals like he has anorexia. He is not sure about the kilocalorie.

The taste pampered by Chef Mu spoiled him for several months. Once he returned to the pre-liberation period, he immediately resisted and confiscated the good appetite that Lin Yan had never lost since he became sensible.

There's more to it than that.

The few meals Lin Yan ate in Johannesburg were really not bad, but when the dishes were served, he still couldn't help but start thinking about "what would Mukang do with these ingredients" and so on. meaningless question.

Many of Lin Yan's first times were related to Mu Kang: the first time she shed tears for love, the first time he went to the lake and climbed the mountains, the first time he had sex after drinking, the first time he escaped from battle... The form was long and full of pages. No more.When he arrived at the hotel and took a stop on the scale, there was another line at the bottom of the "first time list": the first time he lost fifteen pounds.

Evan, who lost fifteen pounds, not only frightened Carl, but also stunned Dennis and Andrew.The two wind musicians were having lunch at the coffee shop on the first floor of the hotel. When they saw Lin Yan dragging his luggage into the elevator, they were so shocked that they even forgot to say hello.

Dennis said worriedly: "How did Evan lose so much weight?"

Andrew: "Are you sick?"

Dennis couldn't sit still: "I'll ask."

Andrew stayed where he was, watching Dennis leave quickly, struggling in his heart, wondering whether he should deliver the letter to Mu Kang.

More than 30 days ago, Mu Kang earnestly requested in an email: "If you have any news about Evan, please let me know immediately."

More than 20 days ago, Lin Yan said on the phone in a serious tone of a top conductor: "This is a private matter between me and Kang, please don't interfere."

More than ten days ago, Dennis said sincerely: "If they break up, will I have a chance?"

A week ago, the two wind musicians received an email from the foundation about their itinerary.Andrew hesitated again and again, frightened by Lin Yan's commanding aura and his good friend's eagerness to try, he chose to remain silent.

Until this moment when he saw Lin Yan.

After a while, the handsome and elegant Evan became as thin as a tuberculosis ghost, which made Andrew feel that things were not as simple as he imagined.He was torn and tossed in his heart, but in the end reason prevailed. As soon as he saw Dennis coming out of the elevator dejectedly, he quietly forwarded the Foundation's mail to Mu Kang, and typed a few words very quickly:

Fyi. Evan has just arrived.

After sending the email, he put the phone back into his pocket as if nothing had happened, and said to Dennis, "How is it?"

"He said it's okay." Dennis sat down disappointed, "he refused to say."

"EvanLin never lies." Andrew said hypocritically, "If he says it's okay, it must be okay."

Dennis stared at Andrew: "Is it okay to be so thin?"

Andrew asked back, "What can you do?"

Dennis: "I can comfort him."

"Come on." Andrew threw a crit, "This is Evan and Kang's private matter."

Dennis: "..."

At 02:30 in the afternoon, the three instructors were sitting in the lobby of the hotel waiting for the arrival of the children, each with a cup of coffee, and the atmosphere was strange and difficult to discern.Lin Yan didn't say a word, Dennis hesitated to speak, and Andrew kept his head buried in swiping his phone.

The French horn player was anxious and puzzled: there is no time difference between M city and China, why didn't Kang keep replying?

Andrew didn't check out Mukang's email until two buses drove slowly outside the hotel gate.

The group of elves who had trekked through mountains and rivers in the depths of the jungle finally arrived, and all three of them stood up to meet them.The first "elf" who jumped out of the car and walked in the door was strong, muscular, fierce-eyed, hairless... his name was Johannes.

"Hello, Mr. Lin." Johannes held Tracy in his left hand and Anna in his right hand. He narrowed his eyes and asked cautiously, "Are you busy recently? You look tired."

Tracy jumped off her brother's hand and looked at Lin Yan without blinking: "Mr. Lin, are you sick?"

Lin Yan insisted: "I'm fine."

"Liar." Anna didn't give any face, "I lost a lot of weight."

Lin Yan: "..."

The small boy with long hair ran in excitedly, his eyes rolled around but he couldn't find his idol, and asked dissatisfiedly, "Where's Mr. Mu?"

Lin Yan: "..."

"Mr. Mu has something to do." Andrew uttered a voice to rescue Evan, who was looking down. "How are you practicing recently? Where's the mouthpiece?"

The small boy was successfully distracted, took out his mouthpiece and said, "Here it is, Mr. Henry."

"Very good." Andrew said, "All the members of the trumpet department will come to my room with their mouthpieces in half an hour."

The hotel is not a place for rehearsals, and the children also need to rest to prepare for the next day's performance, so the practice in the afternoon focuses on the basics of performance, and it ends at 06:30.The staff of the foundation and the parents of the students who came with them were responsible for taking care of the children. The three instructors found a spare time and had dinner together in the restaurant of the hotel.

After meeting again after four months, both Dennis and Andrew felt a little bit emotional: Although it was a pity that one person was missing, fortunately, the staple food was no longer the fucking fruit mixed with rice.

It's a pity that Lin Yan doesn't seem to agree with this point of view.

The conductor looked at a plate of Spaghetti covered with Mozzarella, which looked very delicious. After eating it for 10 minutes, he didn't even finish a quarter of it. He seemed to think that this thing was not as good as fruit mixed with rice.

Dennis asked softly: "What's the matter Evan? Isn't it delicious?"

"Spaghetti shouldn't have put Mozzarella." Lin Yan whispered.

"How can you have pasta without cheese?" Andrew said.

Lin Yan explained: "The spices are enough, so there is no need to add cheese, the taste of cheese..."

... and the aroma of the ingredients are often contradictory.

The man's voice suddenly appeared in his mind, like the summer sky on the Swiss plateau suddenly swept before Lin Yan's eyes.

The past was both beautiful and painful, half of it was the antidote and half of the drug, Lin Yan's fingertips trembled, and suddenly he couldn't continue.

what am i doingHe thought blankly: I stole his lines again.

Dennis: "Evan?"

Lin Yan shook his head, lowered his head and took a mouthful of pasta like a cover, and remained silent for a long time.

Dennis still wanted to speak: "You..."

Andrew kicked Dennis under the table.

Lin Yan didn't want to lose his composure at the dinner table, but when he realized that he blurted out Chef Mu's lines, he felt a sudden burst of sadness. He had never hated himself so much in his life.

He stole memories of being with his sweetheart as love, he stole the composer's "Elf in the Woods" as comfort, and now he is shamelessly stealing the chef's culinary theory.

Lin Yan smiled wryly: Not only did I make a mistake, but I also became a vain person who stole stories.

After a boring meal, the three of them went to the bar on the third floor of the hotel.Dennis ordered a martini, Andrew ordered a brandy, and Lin Yan took a can of...orange juice.

Dennis: "...Don't you drink, Evan?"

Lin Yan said simply: "I quit drinking."

The three of them spent 10 minutes arranging the rehearsal itinerary for the next day, and the topic turned to the issue of scholarship that everyone was most concerned about.

"Carl said that the foundation may provide ten scholarships to the orchestra." Lin Yan said, "Do you know?"

"I heard." Dennis took a sip of his wine, "I must recommend Anna and Tracy."

"But we need to see the effect of this performance first." Andrew said, "Many high-level executives from the foundation will come tomorrow night."

Lin Yan: "The performance must be fine."

"That's right." Andrew said confidently, shaking the brandy, "We still have the secret weapon of "Elf in the Woods."

Lin Yan was silent for a few seconds, then said with difficulty: "Yes."

Dennis glared at Andrew, and Andrew shrugged innocently.

At exactly nine o'clock, a dark-skinned girl in a floral dress walked onto the stage with the band.The soft drumbeat supported the dense tone of the classical guitar, and the girl sat under the dim light, with a hoarse and low voice, and slowly sang a Spanish love song.

The three stopped talking for a while.

Most musicians have a habit: no matter what the occasion or the style of music, as long as it is the first performance they meet, they will always put down what they are doing and listen carefully for a while.

This is an endless exploration and curiosity about the music world, as well as infinite respect for performers who meet for the first time.

This resident singer is very good, with strong resonance, fine pitch, and good emotion. The three of them listened carefully for 10 minutes, and they all thought there was nothing to criticize.

The girl sang four songs, took a break to drink water, and there was a classical guitar on the stage to improvise solo.Dennis said to Lin Yan: "Are you sure you don't want a drink? The wine here is well mixed."

"No, thank you." Lin Yan finished his orange juice, got up and nodded politely to Dennis and Andrew, "That's it, see you tomorrow, good night."

Dennis: "..."

Before he could make a sound to persuade him to stay, Lin Yan had already left without looking back.The god of teasing the world had a bad start, and he didn't even get a chance to tease his feelings.

"Evan doesn't want to talk," Andrew said. "Why are you bothering him?"

"What do you know?" Dennis said, "That's comforting, not annoying."

"He doesn't need comfort," Andrew said.

"Everyone needs reassurance," Dennis said.

Andrew felt that this remark was reasonable, so he changed his words and said, "He doesn't need your comfort."

"I'm curious." Dennis said suspiciously, "Which side are you on?"

"I'm on Evan's side." Andrew said righteously, "and Evan doesn't seem to be on your side."

"Who is Evan on? Kang?" Dennis snorted coldly, "Excuse me, did Kang get back to you?"

Andrew was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

"Guess." Dennis said, "With your personality, it is very likely that you will send news to Kang."

Andrew: "...haha."

"Looking at you, Kang probably didn't reply." Dennis glanced at Andrew, "Is that right?"

Andrew said in a muffled voice, "Yes."

Dennis said nothing.

The resident singer should walk onto the stage with her skirt in her hands, and the drum beats softly behind her, and the second half of the performance begins.Andrew and Dennis drank and listened to music in silence. They heard Italian from Spanish and French from Italian. But they all deeply felt the endless sadness in the music.

Dennis sighed softly after taking the last sip of his martini.

"Actually, you did the right thing." Staring at the empty wine glass, the God of Seduction finally admitted bitterly, "I can't, only Kang can make Evan happy."