Atypical Cafe Love

"It's all good." Chen Songmao put away the wrench and stood up, "Xiao Su, come play and watch."

On this day, he came in advance to make piano adjustments for the concert hall where Zhao Su's orchestra will perform.Zhao Su sat next to the piano and went through the scale, nodded, and gave him the money: "Remember the development/ticket, I will reimburse you."

Chen Songmao went to the backstage and sat down to write a ticket for him. Zhao Su asked while watching him writing the ticket, "Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

"I'm going to Yayun." Chen Songmao said.Sure enough, Zhao Su became amused when he heard it: "Still chasing that long-haired boy? Did you get his name and phone number?"

"not yet."

"Is it okay, don't you want me to ask for you?"

Chen Songmao shook his head: "Forget it. It's too impolite to ask someone's name and phone number behind his back. I'd rather wait for him to say it himself."

"Do you want people to be unwilling all the time?"

"Then there is no fate." Chen Songmao said calmly, "Besides, if I call someone rashly, wouldn't it be harassment?"

"You are a gentleman." Zhao Su complained, "If I want to have your face, I would have already changed ten girlfriends."

"I thank God for the girls that you don't have this face."

"Looking at sex and forgetting friends!" Zhao Su covered his heart with a hurt face.Chen Songmao has long been used to him like this, throwing the invoice to him and going out, Zhao Su quickly grabbed the invoice and followed him: "To be honest, Songmao, you are so fascinated by that little brother ah?"

"I can't say it." Chen Songmao said, "but his intonation is very accurate, and his timbre is very full. It is really rare to be an accompaniment in a coffee shop. You have to take a second look, don't you?"

"Your level of metaphor is really..." Zhao Su gestured twice in the air, "Really, I'm speechless."

"Come on."

The two had already walked out of the gate of the concert hall while they were talking. Chen Songmao asked, "Then are you going to Yayun or not?"

"Forget it, I don't like western food. You send me to the intersection of Chujiang Building, and I'll take the subway."

Chen Songmao thought about it: "...I can go to another restaurant with you, you guys have a performance tomorrow, don't drink today."

"I have practiced the piano for 20 years, and I only lost the chain once! It didn't really affect my performance, and I was nagged by all of you for half my life." Zhao Su complained.

The two finally chose a home-cooked dish next to the Yayun Cafe, and while they were eating, Zhao Su poked Chen Songmao: "Hey, look, look!"

Chen Songmao looked up and saw through the window that the little brother was walking into the coffee shop with a piano case.Zhao Su said: "The little brother is wearing a ponytail today?"

"When he came, he wore a ponytail, and he untied it when he got on the stage." Chen Songmao said.Zhao Su gave him a strange look, as if he wanted to complain but held back.But Chen Songmao knew that he didn't have it so easy and let it go - sure enough, after dinner, Zhao Su stuck to him and turned the corner and walked into the Yayun Cafe next to him.

Chen Songmao walked in and nodded to the pianist on the stage.The pianist brother was concentrating on playing the violin. He didn't seem to notice him at all, and he didn't care. He sat down near the bandstand and asked in a low voice, "You don't have to go home early? I usually sit here till the end of the day." At nine o'clock, read a book or something."

As he spoke, he took out a book from his bag.Zhao Su was speechless and asked, "You just sit here for three hours every day? Is that how you chase people?"

"Even if it's not for chasing people, it's not a bad thing to pick up the habit of reading again, and the background music is pretty nice." Chen Songmao said with a smile.Just as he was talking about the end of the last piece, he looked up at the bandstand, and the pianist also nodded at him, adjusted the position of the piano, and played the next piece - Leslie Cheung's "The One with Heart".

Chen Songmao couldn't help smiling.When he turned around, he saw Zhao Su staring at him gossipingly: "What happened to you two before? I saw your expression of love!"

Chen Songmao closed the book and knocked on him.

Zhao Su didn't bring anything, and felt bored after swiping his phone for a while, saying that he had to catch rehearsals the next day, and he had to practice when he returned, so he left early.Chen Songmao sat until nine o'clock as usual, and the violin played "The Man with a Heart" again at the end. When he stopped, he happened to see the end of a chapter, looked up at the bandstand, nodded to the pianist brother and continued reading go down.Unexpectedly, after a while, someone knocked lightly on the table, and when he looked up, the piano player brother was standing in front of his table.Chen Songmao was a little flattered, and quickly closed the book.

"Let me tell you, I'm just here to help out temporarily, and I won't be here next week." The little brother said with a half-smile, "You don't have to come here again next week."

"Where do I want to go?" Chen Songmao asked half-jokingly.

"I won't tell you that."

"Then may I know your name and phone number?" Chen Songmao asked with a smile.

"Neither."

"Okay." Chen Songmao made a straight face on purpose, "Then I have one last question."

"I said I never loved, so it won't hurt you, right?" the pianist brother raised his lips and asked.

"No." Chen Songmao said seriously, "I want to ask, did you come here to tease me on purpose?"

The pianist brother looked at him for a few seconds and laughed out loud: "You man. What's the point of saying it so directly!" His slender fingers lightly tapped the table, "There are three more days. See you tomorrow night gone?"

"Goodbye." Chen Songmao said.

The next day was Wednesday, but Chen Songmao did not see the pianist brother. On Thursday night, he had to tune the piano. He dragged himself into the cafe after eight o’clock. The bandstand was still empty, so he asked the waiter, The waiter only said that he had asked for leave.Flash forward to Friday, Chen Songmao was both a little confused and a little worried: Although the two were completely unfamiliar, he had an intuition that the pianist brother would not deliberately tell lies to play him.Did the "three more days" include the weekend, or was there some unexpected change?

He deliberately emptied his Friday night schedule and arrived at the coffee shop early.On Friday night, there were significantly more people going out for shopping, and it was worth eating, and the flow of people outside the glass windows was quite crowded.Even though Chen Songmao paid attention deliberately, he didn't recognize the piano player brother until that familiar figure walked in the door.

His heart jumped up suddenly, and a smile could not help showing on his mouth, but when he took a closer look, he found something wrong: the young piano player was obviously walking slower, and he seemed to be slightly limping.The two nodded to each other as usual, the pianist brother stopped a waiter girl and said something, the girl left in a hurry, and after a while brought him a chair and put it on the bandstand.

Chen Songmao was even more worried.But even though the pianist brother asked for a chair, he didn't sit down. He still stood on the stage, set up the piano, and started playing.

Normally, if you see Chen Songmao, his next song will be "Heartsman", which is like a greeting, but not today.Chen Songmao listened carefully, it was an adaptation of a popular love song.Followed by two or three songs, all violin versions of popular songs.Although the pianist brother usually plays pop songs, it is usually just an occasional embellishment, more light music, or some masterpieces with a suitable style.He listened to each song more and more perplexed.Just when he couldn't bear to step forward to ask what happened, the lights in the entire coffee shop went dark, and only one chandelier was still on, highlighting the pair of men and women sitting under it very conspicuously. .

There was a sudden buzz of conversation in the coffee shop, but the conversation stopped when the man of the young couple stood up and left his seat.Under the gaze of all the guests, the boy said loudly: "Dear Awan, I will never forget that it was in this place, in this seat, that I saw you for the first time, and from that day on, I have been fascinated by you , I don’t think about eating and drinking. I will never forget that when I first heard this song, I told you that I would use this song as background music to propose to you in the future, and you didn’t refuse. Now we know each other It's been five years, and I want to ask, Awan, are you willing to marry me and live with me for the rest of your life?"

Even though Chen Songmao was not close, he could clearly see that the girl's face was red to the ears, but she couldn't hide her smile: "Yes!"

All the guests applauded enthusiastically.The light flickered for a moment, and then returned to normal. The two of them sat back. Chen Songmao smiled and glanced at the pianist brother. He understood now: the boy who proposed must have made an appointment with him on the playlist, so The styles of the tunes he plays today are so different.The pianist brother nodded slightly to him, shook his hair, and continued playing his pop songs.

Chen Songmao took out the book to read as usual.He originally planned to wait for no one, so he brought the book with only the last chapter left, but before he finished reading it, he heard a slight mispronunciation: In fact, there was nothing wrong, but the pitch was slightly off. But such a simple piece, with his usual level, shouldn't have made such a mistake.He looked up at the pianist brother suspiciously, and continued to read the book. After reading a few pages, another note slipped past.

Chen Songmao put down the book and carefully looked at the pianist brother, and the worries that had been hidden before surfaced again: when playing the violin standing, the most common posture is to stand with two feet apart, and the center of gravity is evenly centered; Focus on the left foot.But right now, although the pianist brother has separated his feet, his center of gravity is clearly on his right leg.Chen Songmao considered himself a careful person, but he didn't remember him taking such a posture before. It stands to reason that it would be very awkward to change his posture suddenly.

Did he hurt his left foot?Chen Songmao secretly guessed.This night, the pianist brother was obviously not in good condition, and he made mistakes repeatedly, all of which were very slight mistakes—for example, the timbre was slightly lacking; ordinary people couldn’t tell the difference at all, but in Chen Songmao’s ears , but quite obvious.After standing for about half an hour, he took a step back, sat on a chair, and continued playing.

Chen Songmao almost wanted to step forward several times to ask, but the series of songs were obviously in order, and the connection was very coherent. It could be heard that whether it was the boy or the pianist brother, it took a lot of effort to think about it. less thought.The couple was still chatting affectionately and affectionately. Chen Songmao felt that it was not good to interrupt their background music, so he had to endure it.On the contrary, he looked over repeatedly, and the pianist brother also noticed it, and nodded in his direction several times.

Chen Songmao couldn't tell whether he felt a little comfort.

Finally, after an hour and a half of lingering conversation, the young couple left around eight o'clock.Not long after they left, the sound of the piano stopped immediately and was replaced by the violin solo played on the stereo in the store.The piano player brother stood up and went to reach for the piano case. He could see it more clearly at this time. It was indeed a bit inconvenient for him to walk.Chen Songmao couldn't bear it any longer, got up and greeted the waiter to pay the bill, while walking towards the bandstand: "What's wrong with your feet?"

The little brother turned around and smiled: "I twisted it a few days ago."

He said it too lightly, and Chen Songmao felt that it was wrong to show too much concern, so he simply made a joke: "You can twist your feet even if you are so good?"

"People who practice martial arts get hurt more."

"Then standing and playing the piano for half an hour?"

"Create an atmosphere. I took money from others."

In the time it takes to say a few words, the little brother has neatly packed the violin, picked up the violin case and walked back and forth to the stage.There are two steps from the bandstand to the floor, and the wooden floor is polished and smooth. When he was going down the steps, he suddenly slipped and tilted his body. Seeing the whole person rushing to the side, Chen Songmao took a step forward without thinking - to rescue his piano case .He is very clear that for many performers, the instrument is much more important than breaking it.

The pianist brother is also worthy of his agility. He grabbed his hand and stood still: "Thank you. Do you also learn music?"

"How do you know?" Chen Songmao asked.

"Few people give priority to rescuing Qin when encountering such a situation." said the piano player brother.

Chen Songmao was at a loss for words again because he didn't know whether this sentence was a compliment or a complaint.He turned his head and looked outside the door: "Don't you still have to take the subway like this? I came by car, do I want to give you a ride?"

"How do you know that you can drop me off?" the pianist brother asked him.

"Uh... I saw you coming out of the subway exit." Chen Songmao said, "One end of Line [-] leads to the airport and high-tech zone, I guess you don't live there; the other end is usually Chunteng Road, if you live there By the side, it should be on the way.”

The pianist brother seemed to think about it, and shook his head: "No need."

He opened the taxi app on his phone in front of Chen Songmao.Chen Songmao no longer insisted: "Alright then, I'll go first."

"That's right." The pianist brother stopped him, and Chen Songmao turned around.

"My name is Ning Siqin." The pianist brother said.

The author has something to say: this, I also use Baidu for the violin playing posture.

If any professional readers find that any professional description in the article is wrong, welcome to slap them.