June Ansheng

——I have dreamed of your hand countless times, countless times.What kind of hands are those hands, they used to walk on the black and white keys, playing the melody that captivated the soul, and they also held me so that I could see the direction of the future clearly.Its owner, once promised me all the hopes, now, why is it gone.

The practice is still going on day by day, but I know very clearly that something is different.

From the day that female trainee named Cheng Meijia came in, from the day I saw her.

Maybe it was because she was also Chinese, because of her arrival, that person's name was mentioned more frequently.The only two Chinese trainees accepted by the company were naturally criticized.

The xenophobia of the company is evident.

I seem to have heard someone say that there is a dog with the kind of owner.

"Rencan, is it your turn today? Come up and play a piece, the repertoire is not limited." The teacher shouted not far away, and I suddenly realized that today is already the end of the month, and according to the time, it is already my usual review day.However, the teacher usually asks me to sing along with the rhythm or play a song with the guitar, but the teacher quickly gave up the position of the piano bench, and the guitar was borrowed by a trainee not long ago, so obviously the two Neither is possible.

Could it be...does the teacher want me to play the piano?

I stood up and walked slowly towards the black piano, the black and white keys on it were polished to shine.I felt that someone behind me was looking at me. I don't know if the eyes were kind or just waiting to see a joke.

Piano music?I seem to be able to play one piece, and I only know that one piece.

What kind of melody is that, I never need to read the score, it has already been firmly engraved in my mind with the years, engraved in the deepest part.

I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, touched the keys with my fingers, and the place where my fingertips touched was icy cold.

Euterpe.

"Saki Ita No Hanayo"

——Flowers of the Wilderness

"ああどうかおしえておくれ"

- can you please tell me

"People は why hurt つけあって战うのでしょう"

-Why do people always hurt each other and fight each other

"Rinto Sakikuhanayo"

——The flower that blooms majesticly

"そこから何が见える"

- what do you see in your eyes

"人はWhy Xushiあうこと出ないのでしょう"

——Why is it always difficult for people to understand each other?

The song is over.

I opened my eyes, and the black and white piano keys in front of me were the same as any I had seen before, without a trace of emotional indifference.My hands are still resting on the keys, the temperature of my body is conveyed to it through my fingertips, but it cannot warm it at all.

Oh, by the way, why did I forget, once, I also treated it like a living thing.It was only one night, and I felt that it suddenly came alive, but I forgot that in fact, there was only one person who gave it a short life.

Now that person is gone, the soul must be taken away with him.

it hurts.

"Ren Can, you play well. Have you been practicing it? The piece is very nice. Practice more in the future. The piano is actually not difficult." The teacher's kind voice came from behind. I lowered my head and smiled. He replied, "Ren Chan, your talent for musical instruments is really high. You have learned guitar for 6 years, right? Teacher, I have been learning since I was very young, but I may not be able to compare with you. But, you I am willing to start accepting the piano, the teacher is really happy."

"Teacher, I have been learning guitar for 5 years, not 6 years." I got up, left the cold piano, ran back to the original corner, and slowly replied to the teacher, "I only learned it when I joined the company. "

"Oh...that's it, it's okay because the teacher remembered it wrong." The teacher smiled gently and patted himself on the head, and clapped his hands in my direction, leading the other students to applaud too, "Ren Canna, that song...is really great, I haven’t heard it for a long time, it’s such a beautiful melody. It’s given the piano its own soul, I can’t bear to finish it.”

I raised the corners of my mouth, smiled back at the teacher, and then lowered my head.

How could this be? It's been a long time, haven't I thought of him? It's been so long that I almost forgot his existence.Why now, I miss it so much, my heart, isn't it dead long ago.

Inside the eyes, it seemed that something was about to fall.

Can't bear to end...?