Moonlight kisses the waltz

On the way back, Qi Mu told Lin Yu about the painter.

Qi Mu knew Qiu Mo from a concert three years ago.When the performance was over, Qi Mu walked off the stage and saw Qiu Mo sitting on the side of the first row crying.

"I was terrified at the time, thinking that someone had stolen his wallet in the theater." Qi Mu joked as he said.

"Then why is he crying?" Lin Yu asked.

"The last piece I played was Bach's "Pan Kong". When I talked to him later, he said that he remembered the most difficult time when he learned to paint." Qi Mu walked up to a high platform, leaned on the railing and lit a Yan, "He has a good foundation in sketching, and he is valued by the teachers in the Academy of Fine Arts. The most rare thing is that he has a very delicate grasp of color. Well...you can understand what I mean if you have seen his paintings. The sense of color is the same as the musicality of music, something that cannot be met.”

"Then when did his illness start?" Lin Yu asked, "It sounds like everything is going well."

"This illness, on the one hand, is related to his own physiology and personality. On the other hand, it is also the most important reason-his bipolar disorder was induced by an accidental injury, which caused his emotions to linger at the bottom for a long time, and he almost failed. Go there." Qi Mu's expression was light.

Lin Yu stopped in his tracks and frowned, "Injured?"

"Well, I hurt my wrist, or my right hand, the kind of injury that can't hold a pen for a long time." Qi Mu glanced at Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was startled suddenly, his expression changed instantly.

"It's really hard to accept," he said.

Qi Mu was surprised: "I thought Dr. Lin couldn't understand this feeling."

Lin Yu didn't answer.

He once met with reporter Chang Nian in Beicheng, and Chang Nian told him about the attack on Luo Xingu.

——"Destroy what you love."

——“For a pianist, the most important thing is the hands.”

——“The death of a whole career is the deadliest pain.”

"I can quite understand. After all, playing musical instruments mainly depends on hands." Qi Mu sighed, "Qiu Mo went to many places for treatment, but his hands could no longer be as steady as before. Everyone looked at him with that... pitiful eyes. Him, think about that feeling."

"The main concern is that we won't be able to recover in the future," Lin Yu said.

"Well, in fact, he hasn't fully recovered until now." Qi Mu lowered his eyes, "He usually behaves normally, eats, drinks, socializes with others, and doesn't look sick at all. I don't know much about bipolar, so I thought No big problem. One day at noon he suddenly called me, his tone was very excited and happy, and told me he had succeeded."

"success?"

"I thought it was strange, so I ran to his house, but..." Qi Mu paused, "I saw sketches spread all over the floor, oil paint on the walls and drawing boards, blood on his face, holding a Palette, staring at myself in the mirror in a daze."

"Is that the scratch?" Lin Yu asked softly.

"Well, he hasn't eaten or slept for three days. He feels that he is full of energy so he has been drawing. The drawings are basically semi-finished products, which spread from one end of the living room to the other end of the living room. According to him, scratching his face was also I didn't feel any special pain, it was only later that I started to have severe pain." Qi Mu paused for a moment.

Lin Yu looked at him.

"He stopped taking the medicine for three months without permission, and something happened." Qi Mu took a puff of cigarette, "I asked him why he stopped taking the medicine, and he said no, he couldn't draw or think. He was also suppressed. He would rather feel uncomfortable than not be able to draw something."

Lin Yu hesitated: "But he said he is still taking medicine..."

Qi Mu licked the corner of his lips and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can. "I don't know if it's true or not, but he continued to paint anyway."

……

After returning home, Lin Yu followed Qiu Mo's social platform and saw many of Qiu Mo's works.

In the early stage, Qiu Mo's paintings are indeed full of imagination, the kind of bold and surging color impact can almost smash the screen and fill the eye sockets.

But in the later period, Qiu Mo's paintings were indeed quite satisfactory. In the past, Qiu Mo often communicated and joked with the people who left messages in the news, but later he didn't even say much.

Lin Yu closed the social platform and sent Qiu Mo a message.

"Have you always lived in Munich?"

After ten minutes, Qiu Mo replied him.

"Um."

"I'm going back to the Institute of Oceanographic Research on the weekend after three weeks to give a progress report. If you want, you can come with me to the laboratory." Lin Yu said.

"Thank you, Dr. Lin." Qiu Mo only replied this sentence.

Lin Yu turned off the phone and sighed.

This time, I wanted to continue asking Qi Mu about Luo Xingu, but after meeting Qiu Mo, the topic stopped turning to others.

Lin Yu walked to the shoe cabinet and wanted to straighten his coat when he suddenly saw two concert tickets on the cabinet.

He picked it up and looked at it carefully, and remembered that it was given to Qi Mu when he first met him.

- "Next month I'm playing with an orchestra in London."

——"Luo Xingu will also go."

So Qi Mu already knew about his relationship with Luo Xingu at that time, so the ticket was sent on purpose.

Lin Yu pinched the two tickets with downcast eyes.

Before, he always felt that there was still a long time before the concert started, but now looking at the specific date, isn't it next week?

Lin Yu glanced at the time again and paused - it was a coincidence that it happened to coincide with the forum he was about to attend in London.

He put the tickets back on the shoe cabinet.

That's good too, so he won't have to think about whether to go and see it.

……

Time passed by, and as the night before leaving for London approached, Lin Yu saw Luo Xingu post a post on social platforms.

A picture and a text message, referring to his upcoming performance in London.

It so happened that Qi Mu sent a message to Lin Yu at this time.

"Dr. Lin, are you coming to the concert the day after tomorrow? Let's book a plane ticket for you together."

Lin Yu replied. "I'm going to London for a forum meeting."

"Is it a date?"

"Um."

"Oh... what a pity, someone is going to be sad."

Lin Yu didn't reply, he naturally knew who Qi Mu was referring to by "someone".

Coincidentally, when boarding the plane the next day, Lin Yu saw Qi Mu waving at him while waiting for the check-in.

Lin Yu: "..."

Qi Mu: "Look, isn't this fate? Hehehe, where did Dr. Lin choose? I'll see if I can change my seat."

Lin Yu shook his hand: "I'm in the second class."

Qi Mu said: "It doesn't matter, anyway, Xiao Gu has already arrived in London, and I will ask him to pick us up after landing."

Lin Yu took a breath, "No need!"

Qi Mu rubbed his nose and looked at Lin Yu with a smile.

"Okay, then don't call him. I'll send Dr. Lin to where he lives, okay?" Qi Mu said, "If Dr. Lin gets lost in London, Luo Xingu can't blame me."

Lin Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not a three-year-old child, how could I lose it?"

Qi Mu patted Lin Yu on the shoulder: "Yeah, our Dr. Lin is not a child, it's because I'm too old. Let's talk about London after we land."

The plane landed two hours later.

Lin Yu took the airport train out of the station, and saw Qi Mu standing there talking to a man in a beige trench coat from afar.

He stopped in his tracks, and as expected, Qi Mu found him, and shouted with a smile on his face, "Hey! This way."

He watched the person opposite Qi Mu turn around, he didn't want to leave for a while, and it didn't matter if he didn't leave.

——Qi Mu finally called Luo Xingu over.

Luo Xingu's expression was surprised for a moment, obviously he did not expect to see him.

Lin Yu squeezed the computer bag in his hand and walked towards the two people.

Luo Xingu glanced at Qi Mu.

Qi Mu smiled: "What's the matter, I said I asked you to help pick up a friend, why are you still picking someone? If you don't come, I will send him home in person, and you have to threaten me again."

Luo Xingu didn't speak.

Lin Yu stood still in front of the two, and said, "Teacher Qi, you really don't need to trouble yourself."

Qi Mu took a deep breath, and quickly waved his hands twice, which meant "look at the one next to you, don't tell me".

Lin Yu turned to Luo Xingu and paused for a moment: "Brother Luo."

Luo Xingu gave a "hmm" and asked slowly: "Come to participate in the forum?"

Lin Yu was startled, then nodded.

"By the way, I'll take you there." Luo Xingu said, "I just happen to have something to do there."

It's not good for Lin Yu to refuse—it's okay if it's in private, now there's Qi Mu standing beside him, he can't be too disrespectful to Luo Xingu.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Qi Mu got into the co-pilot obediently, which made Lin Yu heave a sigh of relief.

He felt better sitting in the back row, otherwise he would sit directly next to Luo Xingu, and he really didn't know how to speak.

While chatting with Luo Xingu, Qi Mu asked Lin Yu about the forum.

"I heard that it is a very high-level forum in the world." Qi Mu said, "As expected of Dr. Lin, really amazing."

Lin Yu didn't pretend to be modest: "Well, in order to participate in the forum, I prepared the paper I submitted for nearly a year and a half."

"Oh, as long as I have this certificate, can I sign up every year?" Qi Mu asked.

"No, you can only go if you have published excellent papers in this field." Lin Yu replied.

After hearing this, Qi Mu let out an "oh" and said, "That's true, there are not many opportunities. After passing this village, there will be no such shop."

Luo Xingu just drove quietly without interjecting a word.

Halfway through the drive, when passing by a musical instrument store, Qi Mu suddenly patted the car seat: "Xiaogu stop, this store is very famous, I'm going to have a look."

Luo Xingu tilted his head and asked, "Do you want to buy rosin?"

"You don't care what I buy, stop the car." Qi Mu said fiercely.

Luo Xingu stepped on the brake, Qi Mu hurriedly left the co-pilot, and slammed on the car door: "It's only a few hundred meters away from where we live, I'll walk there by myself, you don't have to wait!"

This was so fake that even Lin Yu could see Qi Mu's thoughts.

Only Luo Xingu and Lin Yu were left in the car.

Lin Yu sat very upright in the back row, looking expressionless, but actually very nervous.

The car started slowly, and after passing two traffic lights in a row, Lin Yu suddenly heard Luo Xingu in the front row shout "A Yu".

Lin Yu raised his head subconsciously and asked, "Huh?"

Luo Xingu's voice softened: "Qi Mu only told me that he wanted to pick up someone. I didn't know you came with him. He doesn't know much about our affairs. I'm sorry for embarrassing you."

Lin Yu's heart tightened, and he said, "You don't have to apologize to me all the time."

Luo Xingu didn't respond.

The car traveled steadily for 10 minutes and stopped near the venue.

Luo Xingu glanced out the window and said, "Can I put it here for you? It should be a while."

Lin Yu said, "Yes, the hotel is next to the venue, very close."

Luo Xingu nodded.

Lin Yu got out of the car and waved to Luo Xingu: "Thank you, I'm leaving."

Luo Xingu rolled down the car window and smiled at Lin Yu: "Congratulations, come on."

——Congratulations on getting what you want, I hope you will continue to work hard.

Lin Yu watched the car drive away, turned around and looked up at the towering conference building in the center of London.

He took out the invitation letter and walked to the reporting position.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Lin Yu pinned the monogram on his chest and left the land, ready to attend the forum meeting at 03:30.

Walking halfway, he turned a corner, and suddenly saw a puff of black smoke rising from the distance, and pedestrians gathered in twos and threes on the street, discussing in low voices.

The locals have accents and speak fast, and Lin Yu can barely hear what they are saying.

"Is that a fire?"

"Music hall?"

"Oh my God, there's a concert over there today!"

Lin Yu paused.

The ear-piercing siren whistled along the street, Lin Yu looked sideways and saw several fire engines heading towards the concert hall.

Someone is praying on the side of the road.

"Please God bless..."

"It's been more than 20 minutes, and the people haven't been evacuated yet."

"It should be fine, it will be fine."

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, who can say such things?"

The sound filled my ears.

Lin Yu walked to the door of the conference building step by step, and he turned his head to take a look.

Staff wearing white gloves registered and delivered agendas for incoming guests, the red carpet was sprinkled with gold foil, and the hall lights shone.

There were flowers, applause and honors.

Lin Yu touched the monogram on his chest.

He walked towards the door.

The author has something to say: Thank you for mine again, thank you for your support.

Luoyou little angel, I received your long comment! !Will add more tonight!

I asked other authors why their long comments might be reviewed and deleted. It is estimated that they are sensitive words, such as politics, and country names.Maybe just wipe the edge and it will be deleted.

Anyway, touch your head.