lend me a bite

"Did you ask the instructor for it?" Shan Qiye sat up straight and rubbed against the side, looking at the quality of the guitar, he couldn't find a place to start for a while - it looked expensive!

Under Qin Yimu's silent urging, Shan Qiye carefully supported the two sides, gently placed the guitar on his lap, and plucked the strings with his fingers at will. He could hear the fundamental tone even before his side was tuned. Yes, he was a little surprised, "I didn't expect the military region to have such a thing."

But if you think about it carefully, the art troupe may be useful, and it may not necessarily be borrowed temporarily.

Shan Qiye said, "Thank you tablemate." He smiled and rolled his eyes, "Thank you tablemate."

Shan Qiye's injured left leg was placed vertically on the edge of the bed, his right leg was crossed up and he was sitting cross-legged, holding the guitar in a posture of playing, his fingertips resting on the strings and gently pressing down to find the feel. Listen to what?"

He has a lot of guitar scores in his mind, but most of them are rock-and-roll, the kind of scores that can stand up and dance vigorously, but he feels that Qin Yimu, who is so quiet, shouldn't like those Brilliant tune.

"It's up to you." Qin Yimu sat on the chair by the window, folded his hands neatly on his lap, his expressionless face showed a bit of solemnity, inexplicably as if he was in that kind of noble In the hall of music, people can't help but restrain their smiles with him, and use their ears to feel the elegant and soft music seriously.

Shan Qiye was inexplicably nervous, even his palms were sweating.

He's never been this nervous when he's in a bar.

Facing the group of young people singing and dancing vigorously, he would even go down and dance with them when he was in the mood.

There was no tension at all, but facing Qin Yimu... Shan Qiye smiled helplessly, feeling indescribably nervous.

Shan Qiye didn't move for a long time, Qin Yimu seemed to feel something, "Nervous?"

"Huh?" Shan Qiye was still racking his brains to think of the song, and was taken aback by this question.

Before he could react, he saw Qin Yimu turn his head and look out the window. It was almost childish, but it seemed to have a certain effect on relieving tension.

Shan Qiye quickly said, "Don't be nervous, I'm thinking about the song."

Shan Qiye tapped the edge of the guitar, and there was an empty echo, "Turn your head at the same table, I'm playing, you don't look at me, the protagonist, what scenery are you looking at?"

Qin Yimu didn't care, he glanced at him casually, "What do you want to play?"

Shan Qiye hugged the guitar tightly and shook his head with a sneer, "At the same table, please tell me a tune, I can check the score online now and I can find it in time."

Anyway, he can't play those pieces, and it's not impossible to break up on the spot after playing them.

"Ah!" Shan Qiye suddenly thought of something, "The phone is handed in."

Where can I check the sheet music?

Isn't this troublesome!

"At the same table..." Shan Qiye rested his chin on the guitar and looked at him eagerly. There was really no music to play.

Shan Qiye originally wanted Qin Yimu to think of a piece of music, and then the two of them would cooperate to complete this guitar playing.

In the end, without even thinking about it, Qin Yimu took out his phone and threw it to him.

"?!!"

Shan Qiye couldn't move while holding the guitar. He stretched out his hands and snored in mid-air. Then he barely grasped the phone that had almost slipped through his fingers. The moment he grabbed the phone, he immediately let go. In one breath, the only mobile phone was almost useless.

"Why do you have a mobile phone at the same table? Didn't you hand it in? Could it be that Alpha doesn't have to hand it in, only Omega?"

"No."

"Ah...then I know." Shan Qiye looked at him with a smile, coughed lightly and said, "You must have hidden behind the instructor's back, how can you, a good student, do such a thing?" ? I want to report you!"

"When the time comes, the points will be deducted and the phone will be confiscated, so don't cry."

"It's useless to cry, I'm very cold, so I don't like this. Unless...you say something nice, like 'Qi Ye, you are the best', 'You are the best tablemate in the world' or something Yes, I won’t report you if I say so.”

When Shan Qiye thinks of that scene, he is overjoyed, his mind is full of Qin Yimu's cold voice saying these words, even if his face is expressionless, only his mouth is moving, that is still a shame. The beautiful picture that people can't help but laugh out loud!

Qin Yimu felt that there were not enough words, and he could add a few more words himself. He was so happy to be coaxed like this!

It's just that Qin Yimu hasn't said anything yet, Shan Qiye is holding the guitar and laughing like a fool, his eyes are almost narrowed into a slit - the smiling eyes are gone.

"You at the same table... What are you doing?" Shan Qiye smiled, and Qin Yimu stood up at some point. He walked up to him.

Shan Qiye quickly restrained his unrestrained smile, and shrank back holding the guitar, "I just said casually, don't mess around, I'm injured now, even if I want to fight, I have to wait until I recover. Otherwise, even if you win, you will be invincible."

Shan Qiye muttered a lot, Qin Yimu acted as if he didn't hear it, and grabbed the guitar.

"Eh?!" Shan Qiye flicked his divine kung fu, the strength in his hands became a little heavier, and he was pulled to the front along the guitar without any precautions. The moment he rushed forward, he had inertia, and almost fell into the hands of Qin Yi who was leaning over. Mu bumped into each other.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes were blank, Qin Yimu just lowered his head and looked down at him, simply intertwined eyes, Shan Qiye suddenly felt the surrounding silence.

The sounds of gathering outside, the roar of the instructor's throat breaking, and the sharp whistle seemed to be unable to break the silence he was in.

'grunt'

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Shan Qiye felt that the atmosphere was not quite right. The dormitory with constant temperature control could hardly hide the heat. The gradually rising temperature turned the whole room into a huge melting pot. There seemed to be a vortex in the meeting of eyes. It seemed that something would happen if it continued like this, he hastily lowered his eyes to avoid Qin Yimu's sight, and pulled himself out of it abruptly.

Qin Yimu reached out his hand in silence, unlocked the phone with his fingerprint, brought up the search interface, stood up and said, "Check."

Shan Qiye said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Qin Yimu frowned and said, "Have a fever?"

"Ah? Who? Me, me?" Shan Qiye subconsciously touched his face—it was, hot!

Depend on!

what are you doing!

"No, no, it's just that the room is too hot." Shan Qiye shook his collar, trying to cool himself down quickly, "Well, they've all started gathering outside, let's not waste time, I'll find a score first .”

Qin Yimu: "Yes."

It was uncomfortable to sit inside and play, so Shan Qiye went to sit outside again, and when he looked up, he happened to look at Qin Yimu whose back was facing him, and the back of his ears were flushed... Even the tips of his ears were not spared.

Shan Qiye curled up slightly with his fingers hooked on the strings, almost bursting out laughing on the spot, this... the tablemate is too cute!

He also said that he had a fever. If he had a fever, Qin Yimu couldn't spontaneously combust on the spot?

Shan Qiye pursed the corners of his mouth, trying to erase the ever-rising smile, but the more he thought about it, the more funny he felt, and he couldn't hide it at all. He had no choice but to lower his head and turn his attention to the phone.

The Internet here is very fast, almost as soon as the search content is typed in, the results come out.

Shan Qiye waited for Qin Yimu to sit back, put the phone aside, at an angle where he could just see it, he tapped on the guitar and said, "I'm starting."

"Ah."

"Please enjoy the guitar solo performed by Shan Qiye from class [-] and [-] of senior high school for his deskmate. Applause is welcome!"

Qin Yimu raised his hand and clapped twice.

The corners of Shan Qiye's mouth were almost grinning behind his ears, and the two of them made it quite formal, but what made him happy was... Qin Yimu was very cooperative!

Before starting, the fingers swiped from top to bottom, and after a series of crisp sounds, there came a steady note.

"HiBoy~"

The lyrics are filled in casually, and the only thing that can be found on the Internet is the score.

Shan Qiye roughly wrote down the score, looked at Qin Yimu with a smile in his eyes, "Do you want me?"

"YesIdo." The final ending sounded like a sigh. Just as the words fell, the pitch of the guitar music suddenly rose, changing from the previous long narration to an eager tone. Five fingers danced quickly on the guitar, and the left hand pressed the strings to borrow To tune out different sounds, the right hand plucks the strings.

Each note is strung with the last sound of Shan Qiye's final singing, which seems to be dyed with a little bit of trembling, adding a touch of charm to the overall song.

Not in a hurry, calmly and in the most stable tone to tell a short story.

With a bit of captivating ability, people get better along with his music.

Slowly, a song gradually came to an end, and the seemingly hasty playing gradually slowed down, and the fingers plucked the strings a little more casually.

Looking up, Shan Qiye was tilting his head, with a just right smile on his face, his eyes full of reflections of the other party, "HiBoy~Imissyou."

The young man's clear voice is not enough to express the thoughts in the words, but his voice seems to show the joy of reappearing in front of his eyes that he has missed for a long time, and reads the lyrics with another feeling.

At the end, the fingers lightly plucked the strings, and a vibrato ended. Shan's guitar solo ended perfectly.

At the end of the song, the room was very quiet, and neither of them spoke.

Shan Qiye seemed to be touching the strings of the guitar lightly. After a while, he suddenly raised his head, smiled and was about to speak, but was stunned when his eyes met Qin Yimu's.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Qin Yimu's appearance was blurred, and the outline seemed to be inlaid with a circle of gold. The indifference before disappeared completely at this moment, and the afterglow with warmth made Qin Yimu look very gentle.

"At the same table..." He said softly, his voice was very low, as if he couldn't bear to interrupt the tenderness and tranquility of this moment, but he couldn't help but want to chat with Qin Yimu.

"Ok?"

Shan Qiye smiled apologetically, and immediately forgot what he was about to say, and hurriedly found an excuse and said, "I played a wrong note."

"Yeah." After a while, he said, "It sounds good."