Atypical Cafe Love

Chen Songmao was a little out of his mind on the way back.Maybe it was because there were so many people going out on Friday night. It was almost nine o'clock, and the road was still quite congested. Several times along the way, Chen Songmao saw other vehicles waiting impatiently, forcibly speeding up and changing lanes, or He crossed the intersection at a yellow light.But he was not in a hurry anyway, he drove slowly, and the bad road conditions along the way did not spoil his good mood.

To say that he has fallen in love with the piano player brother - Ning Siqin - at first sight, that's not enough.But after being hooked so well for so long, suddenly getting the desired result, it is inevitable to feel quite satisfied and joyful, which is human nature.Although he still doesn't know the contact information of the other party, Ning Siqin has already left his name for him. The music circle in this city is so big, there is always a chance to meet again.

He drove the car into the entrance of the community and was about to turn a corner when a figure on the side of the road ahead stepped forward and blocked the road. Chen Songmao stepped on the brake full of doubts.The man approached slowly, and gradually walked from the dark place to the street light. Chen Songmao was shocked: "It's you? You live here too?"

"Is there any need to be so surprised?" Ning Siqin said coldly.Although it was late at night, he was still wearing sunglasses, and his tone was as distant and indifferent as he was talking to those troublemakers, "Didn't you follow all the way here?"

Chen Songmao was baffled by this question, and tried to recall the situation all the way back—it was indeed a long way, he followed a taxi, and after driving halfway, the taxi accelerated and changed lanes, He left him behind, and he didn't pay attention at the time—Chen Songmao suddenly realized, could it be that the taxi was the one that Ning Siqin took?

In an instant, he understood what image he should be in Ning Siqin's eyes, and he couldn't argue: "No, I also live in this community! It's right here in the first district!"

"Oh, really." Ning Siqin sneered.

"Really, I didn't follow you on purpose—you see, this is my access control card." Chen Songmao took out the access control card and handed it out, "What a coincidence!"

Ning Siqin took a step back and didn't pick it up, "What a coincidence."

Chen Songmao heard that he didn't believe himself at all, he just felt that jumping into the Yellow River would not clear it up: "Really, I really live here, I didn't pay attention to what kind of car is in front of me." He sighed deeply, "How can I prove You can trust me?"

"You don't need to prove anything to me." Ning Siqin said, backing out of the driveway, "I just came to make sure we didn't 'just happen' to live in the same building."

"I'm really not..." Chen Songmao sighed, "Okay, okay. Then I'll go first."

He let go of the handbrake, drove forward slowly, and saw Ning Siqin standing there watching his car leave from the rearview mirror.Ten meters ahead, we reached the corner. Chen Songmao took a last look in the rearview mirror when the car was halfway around the turn, and saw Ning Siqin turn around and walk in the direction of the second and third districts.

He stopped the car and went upstairs, reached out and turned on the porch light, silently threw the briefcase on the sofa, and sat beside himself, the previous excitement had completely disappeared.After sitting with his mind empty for a while, he sighed, sat up, took out the book from his briefcase, and took out a piece of note paper sandwiched inside.

He flattened the paper, only to realize that he hadn't turned on the light, so he got up and went to turn on the light in the living room.The white light immediately illuminates the dark blue cloth sofa, the striped carpet, the simple light-colored tables and chairs, and the TV cabinet of the same color.He has always been used to seeing this scene, but now he suddenly feels very monotonous and boring.

The sticky note he held in his hand had the words "Ning Siqin" written in delicate and slender characters, and the last stroke of the word "Qin" was very beautiful.Chen Songmao looked at the note for a while, then sat up straight suddenly, took out his mobile phone, and logged on to Q/Q. He ignored the message prompts in several groups, and clicked on a certain person's profile picture: [Can help Do I ask someone? 】

[Have you got the name of the long-haired boy? 】Zhao Su replied very quickly, and after a while there was another one:【Aren't you always a gentleman, why did you suddenly take the initiative to inquire about someone this time? 】

Gay is still a relatively marginal group compared to heterosexuality. Many people say that they are treated equally, but in fact they often have a little discrimination unconsciously. It is a brave thing to disclose your identity, but many times it will cause a lot of inconvenience to take the initiative to publicize .Chen Songmao has always had a strong sense of privacy. He doesn't like others to pry into his personal information, and he rarely takes the initiative to inquire about others.But this time is unusual: [I had a little misunderstanding with him, I wonder if I can find a middleman to explain it for me. 】

[What misunderstanding?Is it convenient to say? 】Zhao Su asked, followed by another item, 【I heard that his level is professional. He is either a student or has not graduated for a long time at this age, right?Let me inquire about it. 】

【Thanks.His name is Ning Siqin. 】

[You're welcome, remember I want to listen to gossip! 】

Chen Songmao was in a bad mood, so he couldn't help but smiled, and typed: 【Don't listen. 】

【ヽ(≧□≦)ノ I want to listen to gossip! 】

【Good night, go to bed early. 】

【(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻Seeing sex and forgetting friends!】

Chen Songmao shook his head, and slid back to look at the chat records of other groups.He flipped through and saw that there was nothing important, so he packed the things in the briefcase and went directly to wash and change clothes.He has always had a regular schedule, going to bed early and getting up early, and it was exactly a quarter past ten when he was lying in bed.He swiped his phone, and a new QQ message came out.

Zhao Su sent him a message: [Ning Siqin, violinist of the Galaxy Chamber Orchestra. 】

Chen Songmao thanked him back and cut to another group.It is not easy for a piano tuner to learn, and usually rely on the teacher to guide and teach. He asked in the "teacher group":

【Has anyone worked with the Galaxy Chamber Orchestra before? 】

After a moment of silence, a brother replied:

[I have listened to the Galaxy Chamber Orchestra twice, and they seem to rarely use steel accompaniments. 】

[I remember once they invited Mr. Li Yumin to cooperate. 】 Another senior sister said.

In the group, there were several "fucking shit" one after another.The senior brother made a frightened expression earlier:

[Mr. Li Yumin's level, it must be our teacher who tunes the piano himself, right? 】

[What's the matter, are you already planning to grab the teacher's job? 】Their teacher was also online and asked a question along with the fun.

[How dare, how dare. ] Chen Songmao quickly replied.Seeing that the topic in the group has been distracted by the teacher's appearance, everyone started joking, and suddenly a junior sister who was always slow to respond answered: [Their orchestra often performs in the Mozart Hall of A Normal University, It seems that several members are alumni. 】

This message was quickly posted, but Chen Songmao saw it, and quickly tapped her privately to express his thanks.He recalled the piano supply of A Normal University, then turned around and chatted privately with another senior sister who seldom talked in the group: [Is Sister Rong there?I have something to trouble you. 】

There is no reply there, and I think the senior sister is not online at all.Chen Songmao glanced at the time in the upper left corner, it was 10:35, and he was used to going to bed at 10:30.

[I remember that the senior sister is affiliated with Chujiang Piano Company, I would like to ask if you know anyone from the Yinhe Chamber Orchestra?Is it convenient to introduce? 】

He finally sent a message, put down his phone, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The next day, Chen Songmao got up at six o'clock, but the teacher's reply hadn't arrived yet.He went out to tune the piano twice in the morning, and looked at his phone at noon, and a series of replies were already there:

[I'm sorry I didn't see it yesterday, what do you need from their group?I know their piano]

【I just asked about it. Yinhe didn’t perform recently, and the piano took another performance and went to other places.If you are in a hurry, I can give you the phone number of the conductor, I am not familiar with him, but it is better to find him if you want to cooperate]

Chen Songmao smiled bitterly. 【Need not.When is the piano coming back?Sister, give me an introduction? 】

[It will take half a month, he will come back early next month.Can you wait? 】

[Okay, sorry for the inconvenience, Senior Sister. 】

[It's not that I'm worried about you] After a while, the senior sister sent a few more words, [Just to remind you, you're already affiliated with Bai Luqin, right?It’s best not to take orders from other lines]

[It's not about work, senior sister, don't worry. 】

【Okay, let's have a meal together when he comes back】

Chen Songmao didn't arrange any work in the afternoon, he just needed to go to the piano shop after four o'clock.He went home and parked the car, and went out to buy vegetables. When he walked back with four or five plastic bags in his hands, he saw a man standing at the security guard box at the entrance of District [-] from a distance, with his back turned to him, talking to the security guard. .The man's long hair was tied into a ponytail, and his hands were in his pockets, making Chen Songmao immediately think of Ning Siqin.

He stared at the back carefully for a long time, and thought it might be Ning Siqin, but he didn't dare to confirm it.He considered whether to step forward to explain, but after thinking about it again, he felt that it was better not to meet him again, Ning Siqin had already misunderstood him, if he continued to think about it, it might be worse.So he made a half circle and walked through a small side gate near the garden.

But no matter how he went around, there was still no shelter between the building where he lived and the guard box at the entrance. Chen Songmao walked all the way, looking at the man, hoping that he would not turn around.As expected, he went to the door, took out the key and opened the anti-theft door downstairs. When he looked up again, he found that the man had half turned around and was looking back at him.

Chen Songmao obviously went back to his home in a dignified manner, and did nothing wrong, but he felt guilty for no reason that he had been caught.He was too far away, and he couldn't see that person's face clearly—he didn't know whether he hoped it was Ning Siqin?Still don't want to?Maybe not, because the man seemed to just turn his head and glance at it just by chance, and immediately went back to chatting with the security guard as if nothing had happened.