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For some reason, He Zhao suddenly remembered the violin again.

Before starting to cook the hot pot, he specially ran over to close the door of Yi Shi's room to prevent the smell of hot pot from invading his room.With just a casual glance, He Zhao saw the violin. The case was open and the violin was lying quietly inside. It could be seen that Yi Shi had taken it out recently.

If Yi Shi doesn't know how to play the violin, there's absolutely no need to put it in the room and take it out to watch. If Yi Shi knows how to play the violin, with his personality, he won't just learn it casually like he learned the piano.

But why did Yi Shi say that he couldn't?

Seeing that He Zhao didn't seem to be interested in playing racing games anymore, Yi Shi asked, "No more?"

He Zhao: "I don't want to play anymore. For a while, I really liked playing this game. I played it every day like an addiction. Later, I got tired of it and didn't like it so much."

Yi Shi asked, "Are you playing something else?"

He Zhao almost blurted out, "Why don't you play the violin for me."

Yi Shi was stunned for a moment, looked at him, and was silent for a long time, so silent that He Zhao wondered if he had said something wrong.

Does the violin have bad memories?

Just when He Zhao was thinking about it, Yi Shi said, "Why didn't you tell me?"

There was nothing wrong with it, so He Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know. If I would, I would have shown you. I have a bad sense of music. When I was young, I had no talent in piano learning. I didn't know anything about music theory, and I was always scolded by the teacher." He Zhao said, "But I still love it. Music, there is a saying, life cannot live without music.”

Yi Shi didn't answer, got up and walked into the room. After a while, he actually took out the violin.

He Zhao was flattered: "Why are you so talkative all of a sudden?"

Yi Shi glanced at him: "In case you keep thinking about it."

He Zhao seemed to have thought about it a few times.

He smiled without guilt, leaned on the sofa and asked, "Can I order a song?"

Yi Shi adjusted the violin: "Tell me."

In fact, He Zhao didn't know anything about the violin, let alone any classic repertoire, so he thought about it and asked, "Can you play Lacanon?"

Yi Shi stood there, glancing down from the corner of his eyes: "Canon in D major?"

"It should be," He Zhao said, "Have you not seen an advertisement? It is a girl playing this piece, which is very touching and touching. At that time, I thought that the sound of the violin is really nice."

"I haven't seen it." Yi Shi said.

He Zhao: "Then you can pull it casually."

Yi Shi didn't shirk, he put the violin on his shoulders directly, put the bow on it, and the style came out in an instant, and he looked like a different person in peacetime.

It's just... a lot more expensive all of a sudden.

Although I knew that Yi Shi should have a good family background, but everyone was a high school student and didn't feel that it was so different.But at this moment, he really felt that he should be standing in a magnificent palace, wearing a dress, all eyes fixed on him, and being independent from the world.

The sound of the violin sounded, melodious and melodious.

He Zhao used to listen to Kanon and felt that he was in a wooden house in a quiet small village in Northern Europe. Outside the window was endless and heavy snow. Just watching the snow fall quietly like this was sweet and lingering.But Yi Shi's version seems to be a little more passionate, not so gentle, one after another, the trembling that penetrates the soul, another flavor, more like the unforgettable and crazy love of Fangxiu until death, and like the love after the rainstorm clear sky.

As soon as the song ended, He Zhao applauded: "You still lied to me that you can't, is that called no? You are definitely the best violinist I've ever seen."

Although there are not many people around him who can play the violin.

Yi Shi's face was very calm: "I won't."

What does it mean?Why add "了"?Does it mean that you have been able to do it before and now you can't?

He Zhao keenly didn't ask any further questions, and said with a smile: "But it's really great, what's wrong? You just set too high demands on yourself, and I can hear from your playing that everything calms down after a violent storm. I was so moved that I wanted to cry."

"You think it's great..." Yi Shi glanced at him, "You really don't have musical talent."

He Zhao was stunned: "Fuck, I'm cheering you on, do you still have a conscience?"

Yi Shi handed him the violin and bow: "Want to try?"

"Try what? Saw wood?" As he said so, He Zhao eagerly took it over, "Do you think it's possible that I'm a genius violinist even though I'm not good at playing the piano?"

"Impossible, musical instruments have a commonality." Yi Shi said.

"What if?" He Zhao stood up, resting the violin on his left shoulder, "Is that so?"

Yi Shi held onto the neck of the violin and helped him adjust it.His finger touched He Zhao's finger, and his finger was a little cold, so he moved He Zhao's finger and pressed it on the strings. After a simple touch, he quickly retracted it.The faint pine scent of the violin wafted into his nostrils, and He Zhao thought it smelled good.

The bow and the strings rubbed against each other, making a very shrill sound.

He Zhao was startled: "What's the sound?"

Not knowing whether he was amused by the voice or thought He Zhao's reaction was funny, the corners of Yi Shi's mouth rose slightly, and his voice was very low: "The sound of sawing wood."

He Zhao glared at him: "Don't laugh, be serious, how can you be like this? I'm very thin-skinned and easy to be hit, you teach me quickly."

Yi Shi didn't say anything, he held the violin with one hand and the bow with the other: "Don't push hard."

He just pulled He Zhao casually a few times, not in tune but not as harsh as before.The two were so close that He Zhao could feel Yi Shi's breathing. After a few seconds, Yi Shi let go of the violin and distanced himself: "Try it yourself."

He Zhao imitated Yi Shi's strength and pulled it a few times, but it was still hard to hear, hoarse and ear-piercing.

Yi Shi seemed to be leaning against the side shelf very easily, watching him, his eyes were a little lazy and focused, as if he was appreciating and listening, but also seemed to be distracted.

He Zhao didn't know why he was sawing wood. He stared at him like this, and said uncomfortably, "You look at me like my piano teacher. You feel like you're going to scold me at any time."

Yi Shi immediately commented like a teacher: "The posture is strong, and the technique is zero."

He Zhaoli said confidently: "Then isn't it my first time?"

After playing twice, he couldn't help asking: "If I play like this, will your violin break? This violin looks very expensive. If it breaks, I can't afford it."

Yi Shi: "If it breaks, it will break, and there is no need to pay for it."

He Zhao hesitated to speak, pulled a few more times, and gave up: "Forget it, I won't disturb the people, it's too harsh, and the neighbors should knock on the door later."

Yi Shi is not tactful: "Indeed."

He Zhao was dissatisfied: "Shouldn't you encourage me at this time?"

Yi Shi: "Encourage what?"

He Zhao: "Encouraging me to play the violin for the first time is already very good."

Yi Shi glanced at him: "I can't say it."

He Zhao: "..."

After a pause for a few seconds, He Zhao asked casually, "You play the violin so well, why have you never heard it before? The sound insulation in this building is so poor, if you play the violin, I will definitely hear it downstairs."

Sure enough, I still care a little bit.

Why "no more"?

He Zhao thought, just try this for a while, if Yi Shi doesn't want to answer, or if he feels a little uncomfortable, he will immediately change the topic and stop asking.

"I had a car accident and injured my wrist and fingers. After that, I felt very insensitive. Sometimes I would slow down a bit, and it would be sore if I pulled too much."

When Yi Shi said this, he was very calm, he could not hear any emotional ups and downs, he was just narrating a fact.

He Zhao originally guessed that maybe Yi Shi didn't like playing the violin, but he was forced to learn it since he was a child, but he didn't expect this to be the reason.

A car accident?Injured hand?so serious?

He was startled, and subconsciously looked at Yi Shi's hand.

The phalanges are distinct, the fingers are long and slender, and no injuries can be seen at all.

Yi Shi spread out his hand and showed it to him: "It's not obvious, but it's useless."

Yi Shi's hands are big, and the phalanges clearly seem to be very strong. How could they be disabled?He Zhao touched his finger carefully, and there was an inconspicuous callus on the fingertip, which was a little hard to the touch.

Yi Shi took his hand back: "It's not this hand."

He Zhao: "..."

Yi Shi added, "And it's been done long ago."

He Zhao thought, yes, he can play basketball now.

He Zhao: "It can't be played, it can still play basketball, and it can still pass the No. 7 exam. How can it be said that it is already abolished."

If it was someone else, He Zhao wouldn't say it so directly, but Yi Shi is a person with strong self-esteem, and he doesn't want others to bet on him with emotions such as "sympathy" and "pity". He doesn't need it or even resent it.

Such affection is too lofty, like a kind of pity.

He Zhao can't explain why he has so much confidence in Yi Shi, but Yi Shi is like a plant in the crevices of rocks, with tenacity, as long as there is a little crack, a little sunshine and a little rain, he can go out against the darkness and heaviness if he is given a little time savage growth.

How could such a person need the sympathy of others?

Who can pity him?

Yi Shi: "It's useless on the road of violin."

He Zhao asked, "Do you like the violin very much?"

"I can't say I like it. I just learned this instrument when I was a child. I happened to be talented, so I continued to learn it." Yi Shi said.

It's not so much that I like the violin, it's better to say that I like to immerse myself in playing the violin.The violin is like a container, like a friend, accepting him, listening to him, consuming a lot of blank and lonely time in his childhood, and giving him a way to vent his emotions.

"Tell me what else you don't have talent for?" He Zhao was depressed.

Violin, basketball, learning and even games... things that Yi Shi went to learn can always do well.

"A lot," Yi Shi glanced at him, and added in a flat tone, "I don't know how to draw."

He Zhao, who can draw, said, looked at Yi Shi up, down, left, and right, and raised a smiley face: "Tsk tsk, classmate Yi Shi, you are really getting better and better at chatting. Fang, now it seems that it was really wise for Lao Zhou to arrange you to sit at the same table with me."

Yi Shi: "Isn't it because you are the only one who doesn't have a deskmate?"

"Of course there is a reason for this," He Zhao said, "You must not know that Lao Zhou has always asked me to take care of you."

"Do you have it?" Yi Shi looked at him.

"I don't have it?" He Zhao asked back.

After a few seconds of silence, He Zhao said, "I really didn't take care of you very much. Who let you take the title of class grass? Before you came, I was the most handsome and most popular in the class."

Yi Shi: "You are also the most popular now."

He Zhao joked, "Now let's just open [-]-[-], and they won't dare to provoke you. It doesn't mean you are unpopular. Think about it, the half of your [-]% is originally mine, can I not hate you?" ? Now I don’t care about past suspicions and repay evil with kindness, shouldn’t you be moved?”

"Well, touched." Yi Shi said.

He Zhao stretched out his hand: "Empty talk has no proof, I want something practical."

Yi Shi glanced at his hand, but did not move: "I invite you to dinner tonight."

"Okay." After all, he had just told him about his unfortunate experience, and He Zhao let him go, "By the way, when it comes to eating, don't you need to tell your uncle in advance that I will go with you?"

How embarrassing it would be if someone didn't prepare his share.

"Say it." Yi Shi said.

Yi Shi picked up the violin and planned to put it back, when he walked to the door of the room, he suddenly said, "I have nowhere to go in the future, so you can come here."

He Zhao asked, "No matter when?"

"Anytime is fine," Yi Shi walked into the room, his voice softer, "Don't you have a key? You can come in by yourself when I'm not here."

In fact, what He Zhao wanted to ask was whether he could ring the doorbell no matter what time it was, and Yi Shi probably misunderstood him and gave a more forgiving answer.

After He Zhao rented the house to Yi Shi, he acquiesced that this was Yi Shi's territory, and never thought of taking the key in by himself.

Is this the default that he can come in and out at will?

Going in and out at will means trusting and being unsuspecting.

Although the two have gotten close recently, they mainly stayed together for a short period of time after returning home from evening self-study.But going in and out at will is still different, not to mention friends, he always rings the doorbell when he goes back to his grandparents’ house and his father’s house, this kind of permission seems to give him some kind of different privilege.

He Zhao seemed to be touched softly by Yun Duo in his heart.

"When are you away?" He Zhao asked.

"Occasionally when I go back to Yi Qian's house." Yi Shi came out of the room.

Since Yi Shi moved in, he seems to have been living here all the time without going anywhere. He Zhao almost forgot that this is his temporary residence.

He Zhao sighed: "We are really brothers and sisters. I have also been in a car accident. I ran away from home and was hit by a car. I was concussed and my leg was broken. I lay down for half a month. Fortunately, I was young and did not leave any root cause. Running a relay race."

Yi Shi glanced at his leg: "Why did you run away from home?"

"As far as my parents divorced, I wanted to talk to my mother, but they refused, so I ran away from home very bravely." He Zhao said.

This was the most colorful stroke in his tentatively smooth life, and he didn't even talk about it with Lin Peiling, after all, Lin Peiling was also frightened by his wayward behavior at the time.

Facing Yi Shi, he realized that he could mention it easily.

The page of this chapter has been turned.

Yi Shi asked, "How old were you then?"

He Zhao thought for a while, "11 years old."

Yi Shi: "It's quite heroic."

He Zhao smiled smugly: "Right?"

If the past is suffering, the best way is not to try your best to get rid of it, but to live the present well and happily. Many unhappiness and unhappiness will naturally be forgotten, leaving only plain memories.

Because only when the present is not good, will we frequently look back at the past and feel pain.