[Danmei Medium Chapter] Infernal Affairs

There was a cold dinner on the dining table, and my mother probably put it down after moving a few chopsticks.Shu Yi searched for her mother everywhere, and finally found her asleep on the sofa.The usually strict mother never sleeps in a place other than the bed, let alone go to rest before finishing the housework.

So strong, the woman who carried half the sky, huddled on the sofa, a small ball, defenseless.

Looking at her mother's sleeping face, Shu Yi suddenly felt a sore nose. She hugged a blanket from the bedroom and gently covered her mother.Then he quietly went to put away the dinner, removed the dinner plate and put it in the sink to wash.

Over the years, the dedication of the mother is obvious to all.Relatives and friends half joked with his father that he had married a good wife who could make money and run the house, and one person was worth two.Whenever my father heard such words, he frowned and smiled bitterly, saying that they didn't understand.

Not only relatives and friends don't understand, Shu Yi also doesn't understand.The parents seem to be in harmony, how could the father choose the path of cheating, which caused many harms?

Or, are the scars always where people can't see them?

Sure enough, there is still some grudge between parents.

Ning Wen sat in a daze in front of the electronic piano in the music classroom, waiting for the friends who made the music to tune their instruments.His right hand was unconsciously placed on the keys and pressed casually.

Intermittent notes, like scraps of paper torn apart by the wind, fluttered and could not be pieced together.

The afterglow of the setting sun slanted into the house, and one wall was rendered as orange-red as if orange juice could be squeezed out, which was strange and gorgeous.Under the last sunlight, his fingertips were also stained with orange, and the scene in front of him became very unreal in an instant.

"If I..." Ning Wen murmured, "If I have love..."

Before the voice fell, all the popped notes gathered together like iron filings attracted by a magnet.A half-formed melody flashed through his mind, and the corners of Ning Wen's mouth raised uncontrollably.

He picked up the cell phone beside the piano and dialed Shu Yi's number.

Shu Yi was in the self-study classroom, and the phone rang loudly, which really shocked the people who were concentrating on studying in the classroom.Amid the boos and disgusted eyes of the whole class, Shu Yi ran to the corridor holding the phone.

"Shu Yi, are you free? I want to show you something." Ning Wen's voice was full of joy, which Shu Yi couldn't doubt came from the heart.

"Uh... well, I'll go to your place right away. Are you in that classroom?"

"The music room in the student activity center, come quickly." Ning Wen seemed eager.

Shu Yi also wanted to meet him, so he didn't care about self-study.Back in the classroom, I packed up my textbooks, grabbed my schoolbag and ran away.

It takes half an hour by subway from University K to University F, and it was completely dark when Shu Yi was outside the F University Student Activity Center.He pushed open the door of the music room without hesitation, and the rest of the band was gone, only Ning Wen was sitting there facing the electronic piano.

Shu Yi smiled slyly: "What did you call me for?"

Ning Wen tapped the surface of the piano with his finger, "I should be the one who made your expression."

Shu Yi casually pulled a chair and sat down, "What do you want to show me?"

"I just had the inspiration for a new song, and I hope you can give me some advice." Ning Wen said, then closed his eyes and started playing.

To be honest, this is the first time Shu Yi has heard Ning Wen play a song other than the classic "Your Smile".Ning Wen deserves to be a person with strong musical talent, and he has a good sense of proportion in pop music.Although there are only a few simple chords, Shu Yi, who is as slow as music, is also immersed in it.

It can't be said that it is a happy or sad tone, subtle and gentle.

At the end of the song, Shu Yi couldn't help clapping, "You wrote this new?"

"I just piled up inspirations, and haven't seriously considered how to arrange them." Ning Wen bit his lower lip, "Actually, I don't have any good ideas yet."

"What's the subject?"

Ning Wen pondered for a while, then smiled and said: "Ha, there is no theme, I played it casually."

Shu Yi walked over and patted him on the back, "Just playing casually? You're good enough."

Ning Wen raised his head to follow his gaze, and asked abruptly: "Shu Yi, do you feel... feel..." He muttered for a while, and finally swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Shu Yi bent down in concern, "What's wrong?"

Ning Wen said in a low voice: "Don't you think... think that I... am different from others?"

Shu Yi squatted down, his eyes were at the same level as Ning Wen's, and Ning Wen's face turned red.

Although Shu Yi felt weird, he didn't pursue it any further. He just pressed his shoulder and said, "How are you different from others? I don't think there is anything abnormal about you. What are you thinking?"

Ning Wen turned away embarrassingly, "I didn't think about anything, I just asked."

Shu Yi got up suspiciously, went back to the chair he was sitting on just now and sat down.

"They left early today, so they didn't have a chance to sing for you." Ning Wen said a little embarrassedly, "You can come this Friday if you have time. We will leave at night."

"Okay." Shu Yi agreed, adding by the way, "I've listened to your CD, it's very good." It's not a compliment, it's a fact.

Ning Wen returned home exhausted, it was much colder than usual today.

On nights when there is no class, he would go home instead of staying in the dormitory.Because it is not convenient to make music in the dormitory, the desk is too narrow, and even the smallest electronic piano can't fit.

But when he came back today, he didn't want to move anymore.

It was obviously an ordinary day, but it seemed that he had experienced many things, and the tiredness gushing out of his heart was like a surging tide, submerging him completely.

Reluctantly taking off his clothes, putting away the bath water, Ning Wen lay lazily in the bathtub.

His body was wrapped in hot water, and in the rising mist, he emptied his mind and didn't think about anything.Close your eyes, the water floats gently, he seems to float up and down.

In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest.

Shu Yi left.Grandma is gone.Mom and Dad are gone too.

He stood alone in the open area, desperately calling their names.

Silence, a deathly silence.

Not even the slightest echo could be heard.

He was left behind, abandoned.

Finally saw Shu Yi again, but Shu Yi didn't speak, as if he didn't see him.

What is he doing?

Is the last straw also to be drawn?

Endless abyss, darkness and death.

The child who grew up with the old man is too angry, and that is also because he has witnessed one after another people calling his baby name become a passing grave, the stars in the sky are increasing one after another, and the lamp in his heart is unknowingly turned off One.

When I woke up, my face was wet, I don't know if it was tears or splashed water.The bath water was already completely cold, and Ning Wen lay in the cold for an unknown period of time, his limbs were almost numb.

Woke up the next day with a splitting headache.

I struggled to find out the temperature measurement and asked questions, and it was a shocking 39 degrees.

He endured the discomfort and went back to school, and hurriedly arranged for the afternoon rehearsal before his throat was so swollen and sore that he could not speak.After the time is confirmed, don't forget to call Shu Yi.

"You can come over anytime this afternoon." He leaned against the radiator, trying to control his trembling body, "Are you coming?"

"Okay, wait for me." Shu Yi replied, "Your voice is a little hoarse, is there something uncomfortable? If you are uncomfortable, don't force it."

Ning Wen shook his head palely, "No, it's just that my throat is a little dry today."

Shu Yi was stunned for a moment, and said suspiciously: "Really? Then drink more water."

"Okay." Ning Wen agreed softly.

Shu Yi told her mother that she would go back later tonight so that she didn't have to pick her up.After obtaining permission, Shu Yi took the subway to F University while there was no class in the afternoon.

As Ning Wen said, everyone in the band was present.

Ning Wen introduced Shu Yi to them, and after everyone greeted each other, Ning Wen adjusted the microphone and nodded lightly to indicate to play music.

The melody sounded, it was Ning Wen's last time participating in the preliminaries of the Top Ten Singers Competition, it was called "Best", and it depicted the state of mind of a lonely person in a bustling city.

It is said that some judges shed tears after listening to it, which may be exaggerated, but there is no doubt about the sadness of the melody of this song.

Ningwen's timbre is as pure as water, light and melodious.Like the cool breeze that relieves the restlessness in summer, or the melting fire in winter, it is the most appropriate and timely.

Shu Yi listened intently, his emotions were led away by the song, and he felt a dull pain in his chest for a while.

At the end of the song, Ning Wen's beautiful vibrato raised and lowered, ending perfectly, and the lingering sound lingered.

The other members screamed, laughed and applauded, and praised Ning Wen's performance.

Only Shu Yi clapped his hands perfunctorily, without saying a word.When Ning Wen's eyes drifted over, Shu Yi stepped forward, "Are you sick?"

Ning Wen said "Hey" and waved his hands again and again, "No."

Shu Yi looked helplessly at his sickly flushed cheeks, and stretched out the back of his hand to touch his forehead to test the temperature.

Terribly hot.

Ning Wen was like a child who was caught doing bad things, he didn't dare to say a word, and stood at a loss.

Seeing Shu Yi's series of actions, several people who made the soundtrack also guessed that Ning Wen was unwell, so they all told him to go home early to take a good rest, and then left, not intending to give him more opportunities to practice.

"Do you know what medicine to take?" Shu Yi pulled him outside, "I'll take you home, and then you take the medicine and get a good sleep. You'll be fine if you sweat a little."

Ning Wen was dragged by him for a few steps, then stood still.

"What's wrong?" Shu Yi turned around and asked puzzled.

Ning Wen stared straight at him, with a complex expression on his face that he had never seen before.

"Shu Yi, are you so enthusiastic about everyone?" Ning Wen said, his voice hoarse.

Shu Yi didn't know what he meant.

"what?"

Ning Wen let out a breath slowly and said, "Do you care so much whenever your acquaintances get sick?"

"Huh?" What kind of question is this!

"I don't like being treated like this. It makes me feel like I'm the same as everyone else. But you know I'm not."

Shu Yi didn't understand, but found it a little funny.

"What did you say?" Shu Yi pulled his arm, "Did you burn out your brain with a high fever?"

"Maybe." Ning Wen was dragged away by him, and felt relieved.

Back at Ning Wen's house, Shu Yi helped prepare hot water and paracetamol, watching Ning Wen take the medicine before giving up.

In this way, when Shu Yi was about to go home, he found that he could not catch the last subway at eleven o'clock.I called my mother and asked her to come, but my mother didn't answer.

"Auntie won't be angry if you stay at my house for one night?" Ning Wen was talking about the only choice right now.

So Shu Yi had no choice but to stay.

Two young boys sleeping on the same bed didn't make people feel awkward.

Ning Wen's high body temperature came through the pajamas, Shu Yi couldn't help getting closer, "Are you cold?"

"Not cold." Ning Wen replied.

Then Shu Yi looked directly at the ceiling with the faint light of the luminous lamp, and asked Ning Wen for a while, "Are you lonely all these years?"

Ning Wen chuckled, "Of course."

"How lonely is it?"

"After my grandma passed away, loneliness means that no one will cook for me and teach me how to play the piano when I go home; after my parents pass away, loneliness means that you lose your thoughts, concerns and expectations from far away. You will feel... that you have nothing to do with the world. Connection. I don't even know what I'm doing with my life. This year I only have, and there are so many years to come, what should I do?"

Listening to his calm tone, Shu Yi felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

At this time, there is nothing to say, because the suffering Ningwen has endured is far greater than the sum of all words of comfort and encouragement.Shu Yi stretched out his arm and embraced him, "Go to sleep, you'll be fine tomorrow."

Ning Wen vaguely agreed, leaning on Shu Yi and falling into a deep sleep.