cosine of desire

Pedestrians piled up on the edge of the square where fireworks and firecrackers were fired, and the bustling crowd was mixed with the choking smell of smoke. The red and green fireworks boxes shone brightly under the light of the flames from the tip of the lighter.Lin Yujing's elderly father, Lin Xiaohan, lay quietly on the bed and could not fall asleep. The bitter taste left after taking Fuzi Lizhong Pills made him confused but unable to fall into a dream.This frequent interruption lasted for nearly two hours and was finally interrupted by a campus clip that jumped out suddenly. It was only when Lin Xiaohan was awakened from his dream by the sound of hurried running that he realized that he could let himself go and not be distracted by his thoughts. The moment of interruption is so blissful.He realized that Lin Yujing had returned home, so he half-closed his eyes in the dark and fumbled for the switch of the incandescent light with blue-gray handprints on it. The light illuminated everything in the house. After pulling on his slippers and pushing open the door, the sound of panting continued. Adding to the sense of foreboding, the blood dripping on the scarlet wooden floor dispelled the drowsiness: he realized something had happened to his son.

Lin Yujing could not confirm whether the accident was intentional or not, but based on the injury and preliminary judgment, he could vaguely recall that when he was watching the fireworks feast in the distance in the garden of Xinyou Linyuan that night, a stone fell from the sky, The sharp edge pierced a hole about four centimeters in the upper right side of his eyes.He didn't feel the slightest pain when the skin was cut, but the blood rushed out from the gap and rolled down his pale cheeks.Instinctively, he covered the gap with his hand, and the scarlet liquid flowed through the gap between his fingers to reach the bifurcation of the back bone of his hand. The sudden attack made his brain go blank.He covered his face and staggered back home, the wound had stopped spraying blood halfway, but the dizziness from staying up late and hunger the day before yesterday pressed on his body like a rock.In a panic, Lin Xiaohan accompanied him to the hospital. After carefully examining the wound, the attending doctor used his housekeeping skills to inject several needles on him in the operating room. Made it seamless.After the operation, the doctor put a layer of gauze on the wound and did not remove it until the stitches were removed a week later.In order to be traceless for a certain period of time thereafter, Lin Yujing applied a layer of glass-like biological glue to the wound. After hearing people say that donkey skin can replenish blood, Lin Xiaohan asked someone to bring a few boxes of donkey-hide gelatin without hesitation. Cut those hard cubes into pieces and throw them into a pressure cooker over medium heat until they are stewed until they are smashed. When the black sticky liquid overflows the bottom of the porcelain bowl, add two tablespoons of refined white sugar, so every time the kitchen is filled with Depressing cinnamon steam.

After the accident, Chen Yuxin, a childhood playmate who was about the same age as him, offered to Lin Yujing to take over as the gatekeeper of Xunmenglou.At that time, Chen Yuxin had just graduated from a bachelor’s degree, and because of his lack of work experience, he repeatedly encountered obstacles during his job search; the latter readily agreed and spent an afternoon teaching him about his job as a janitor and mailroom manager, but later he asked the property management The company submitted his resignation letter but was rejected on the grounds that the contract he signed with it had not yet expired, and if he broke the contract, he would have to pay an astonishing amount of compensation—even his parents who were property managers couldn’t do it for him. absolve.Feeling dizzy from excessive blood loss, Lin Yujing nailed herself to the bed that night, trembling with rage, but there was nothing she could do.Enduring the severe migraine caused by his veined temples, he got up and looked out the window. At that time, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was still there, and the colorful fireworks exploded in the dark night, but for him these wonderful sights It is endless humiliation and ridicule.The anger in his heart surged, his eyes widened, and he rushed to the balcony, piercing the screen window heavily with his right hand to vent his anger.

"Stinky bastard!" Lin Yujing yelled, "These guys are too deceitful!"

After venting all his anger, he swam weakly back to the bedroom and fell headlong.That night, he revisited the dream he had in the piano store in the city center. Although it had been half a year, a series of elements such as the composer, tornado, water monster, and sea wave still remained in his mind, and their reappearance was no less than a review of old knowledge. Consolidate and review.In the early morning of the next day, the sun shines across the water surface of the viewing lake and rushes towards the window lattice, the melodious singing of the water monster in Lin Yujing's subconscious mind still exists, and the dream of light and shadow intertwined eradicates the unhappiness of the day before.He wanted to play the piano, although this inclination was more a desire to touch the keys than a desire to hear the music.He suddenly remembered that today is the last day of the Spring Festival holiday, and this thought accompanied by the joy it brought him made him suddenly enlightened: He came to the silent bus station to take the first unmanned ticket bus, got off Then, following his vague memory and intuition, he went to the piano store he had stopped at half a year ago—although it might be closed for holidays, but after asking many passers-by, he was disappointed to confirm that the once luxurious store at night had been closed by a Dead restaurants replaced.He wandered around the restaurant, secretly regretting the waste of precious time, sacrificing the golden time of short vacations in search of unreal things.With a trace of fluke in his mind, he walked along the cold streets along the map of Changsha city center, and walked to another piano store on the west side.The piano shop has just opened, the wooden floor has been polished, and the indoor light is gentle and not hurting the eyes. Customers feel the classical and warm atmosphere after stepping in.As the only customer there, Lin Yujing sat on the piano bench, blinked hard to judge whether the scene at this moment was a dream scene, and then sat upright to start the piano performance for the first time in his life.Due to his extreme lack of experience, he only played with reference to the music he had heard before.He played very badly, and the disorganized sound of the piano alarmed a middle-aged shop assistant standing in the corner, who walked towards him after the music ended.

"Hello," the clerk said to him in Mandarin with a smile, "do you need any help?"

"Sorry," Lin Yujing heard his voice was distant and ethereal, "I'm just here to hang out."

The follow-up conversation made Lin Yujing realize that the clerk took the initiative to talk to him not out of drive but out of kindness inspired by human instinct.This clerk named Shao Qin is not just a waiter who wanders around the store all day long, but a tuner who was hired privately. After being fired for various reasons, he went to a training institution in Beijing for the purpose of entertaining people. Worked as a piano teacher, but received another dismissal notice after teaching for nearly a month, because the students said to him: "The character is impatient and impulsive, and the progress is too fast. Professor rather than individuation."After experiencing a tactful official career, he seems to have succumbed to the shackles of the inconsistency of the world. He no longer sneaked into the Lehai army and charged into the battle with a high-spirited shell like before.Two months ago, when the boss was recruiting shop assistants, he stayed here with his rich work experience and solid musical skills, and became an indispensable tuner and piano teacher in the piano store. Take half a day in the morning to teach.During the winter vacation, he stayed in the piano store as the only clerk to deal with the patronage of a few customers, and Lin Yujing was one of them.After Lin Yujing briefly described his personal experience, Shao Qin glanced at the gauze on his forehead, and took him to the storage room of the piano store, where an upright piano was quietly waiting.

"I can teach you how to play the piano," Shao Qin said to him, "including some basic knowledge of music theory."

Even though he used to be a pianist with high morals, Shao Qin was still surprised by Lin Yujing's extreme lack of knowledge of music theory.That afternoon, Lin Yujing was so engrossed in the beauty of the piano and musical art that she didn't realize that the lights in the room were getting brighter.Out of sympathy for his rough life experience, Shao Qin not only did not ask for any property from Lin Yujing before he left that day, but instead gave him several copies of his own music scores. "Find a time to buy a piano." Shao Qin held his right hand tightly for a long time, "You have a great feeling for music, and you will never regret learning it. I feel that you are the worst person I have ever met besides Zheng Qie. A gifted student." At that time, he didn't know that Lin Yujing's amazing talent in music not only surpassed the sum of all his students, but also surpassed the laws of life and the long river of time, engraving a chapter in the not-too-distant future of the magnificent music history. The spring and autumn sets are becoming more and more perfect, so that many years after he devoted his life to composing the life movement "String", Zhang Lingyan, a folk musician, was attracted by his natural sound and traveled thousands of miles to Changsha to verify this legend.

Lin Yujing felt guilty for coming empty-handed, so he promised to visit the piano store in the future if he has spare time.For the next two months, he sat idle at the door of the mail room, sinking into the imaginary time and space, portraying himself as a researcher, using insightful eyes to study the scores given by Shao Qin, as if they were not pure music but volumes The vast picture scroll, while recognizing the notes one by one, I tapped on the window sill with my fingers.On April [-]th, the Ching Ming Festival holiday, Lin Yujing, who had been imprisoned by work for a long time, came to the piano store almost non-stop, broke into the door, and then rushed to the small storage room.Shao Qin was swallowing a small plate of hot and sour noodles with rice wine. When he saw the unexpected guest, he was shocked at first and then smiled.

"Mr. Shao," Lin Yujing's tone was still urgent, "I want to buy a piano from you."

Three days later, at the request of Lin Yujing, several porters placed a second-hand upright piano in the mail room of Xinyou Linyuan.That huge monster occupies nearly one-third of the entire working space, and it doesn't look old after being out of the hands of the original owner.Purchasing the piano drained Lin Yujing's two-year salary surplus from sending and receiving and guarding work, although he swore to his parents that he would not build such a huge expenditure in the future to strain the family's finances.