A Legacy Inherited by the Licking Dogs

Lin Yue'an thought that the unknown photo was just a random act on a whim, but the next day, Wen Yizhou sent over half a photo of the piano score, also without a word of explanation.

Lin Yue'an continued to have question marks all over his head—was it sent to me?Why did you send me this, I can't read the sheet music.It couldn't be sent to the orchestra or Sun Yanqi or something, it was wrong.

Lin Yue'an pinched the phone, turned around in a daze, and muttered: Don't be sentimental, don't reply, just pretend you didn't see it.

On the third day, it was a photo of the pups born next door to the Golden Retriever playing in the flower bed of the community.

On the fourth day, it was the piano score that continued to write a short section of photos, a complete manuscript, but the line score was neat and meticulous.Lin Yue'an felt that his remarks on Wen Yizhou might be something like "backup" or "tree hole", and his confusion gradually calmed down a bit, but instead he looked forward to hearing something new from Wen Yizhou every day.

On the sixth day, Lin Yu'an stayed on the podcast radio station, writing a study summary while waiting for an interview about the band.

The interview started. The host first introduced the band members, congratulated them on the great success of the show and the almost sold-out tour, and then asked about the concept of the band’s repertoire and stage design—Sun Yanqi was talking most of the time, and occasionally Wen Yizhou didn't answer the roll call.

But it was a long time since I heard Wen Yizhou's voice, Lin Yu'an unconsciously stopped what he was doing.

It turns out that this is how it feels to just listen to the sound.Wen Yizhou's voice was slightly deep, but very clear, as if it was entirely for himself, with no ups and downs in his tone, and he would miss it if he wasn't serious.But because he was probably very close to the microphone, every breath was recorded and then amplified, as if he was whispering in his ear.

Lin Yue'an looked around with sly eyes, with an expression of no silver here - of course he was the only one in the dormitory, so he turned up the volume of his phone and put it in front of him.

"The concept of the wall was originally derived from bubbles, bubbles... We spend a lot of time on mobile phones and social networks every day, people filter platforms, and platforms filter people. Because more similar content will be pushed according to your likes and likes, so every day The content received by individuals will become more and more homogenous, and the original dialectical ideas will gradually solidify, which is probably the starting point.”

"About education and persuasion - I am a music student myself, so it's not too mainstream or too rebellious choice, but even if it's been smooth all the way, I still feel that the space and tolerance left by society for independent choices seem to be too limited Everyone always thinks that art is too dependent on talent, and sports is too youthful, but in fact, every job is the same. Ordinary people are always the vast majority. Unfortunately, it is also normal. There is no need to fear that it has not yet happened. and stand still.”

Wen Yizhou's tone was very calm, although the content was not gentle, but his attitude was very calm, so Lin Yue'an also listened leisurely.He's completely out of work on the computer, his chair reclined, his front legs up.

Until Wen Yizhou said: "Is it a self-analysis of the human heart? Maybe there is a little bit. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a person with a very narrow comfort zone, and the process of building trust with others is very difficult and long. So every It hurts to lose someone you trust for the first time."

"Ah, it sounds like I sent it out of emotion." The host said.

"Yes, I have experienced it twice this year. It is very painful, but I no longer use the stupid way like before. It seems that I use a wall to protect myself. In fact, I am only erecting a barrier against the outside world."

Lin Yue'an put down the chair legs.

"What exactly do you mean?" the host asked.

"Closing yourself is not only self-abuse in a sense, but also hurting others. When I push down the wall on the stage, I also want to push down the wall in my heart."

Lin Yue'an was in a fog when he heard it——Has the wall in Wen Yizhou's heart been knocked down?And what does it mean to have experienced two such partings this year... Besides He Qian, did anyone else leave?

Of course, Lin Yue'an didn't dare to think about himself at all. The host had already asked about the band's later plans, and Sun Yanqi took the microphone again.

On the other side of the ocean, after the interview was over, several people came out of the recording and broadcasting room. Sun Yanqi was standing at the door smoking a cigarette, and Wen Yizhou waited for the bus with him.

The two stood side by side in silence for a while, then Sun Yanqi suddenly said, "Xiaoyuan left?"

Wen Yizhou looked at him in surprise, and Sun Yanqi responded with a reasonable expression.The surprise on Wen Yizhou's face gradually disappeared, his wide-open eyes gradually dimmed, and his sight slowly fell to the sidewalk.

"Well, let's go," he said.

Sun Yanqi: "So?"

Wen Yizhou didn't know why and asked back: "So?"

Sun Yanqi: "Chase."

"Pfft—" Wen Yizhou choked, struggled for a moment, and asked blankly, "Where are you going to chase?"

Sun Yanqi: "How do I know, you just chase him wherever he goes."

Wen Yizhou blinked, and said again: "But, he said goodbye to me, and then disappeared without a trace, and went abroad directly."

Now it was Sun Yanqi's turn to choke: "So ruthless! What did you do? Listen to my brother, if you have to apologize, just apologize honestly, don't be stubborn."

"Why do you acquiesce that it's my fault!" Wen Yizhou dissatisfied, "Although..."

Seeing him, Sun Yanqi felt lost, and asked, "Where did you go abroad?"

Wen Yizhou said, "Chicago."

Sun Yanqi opened his mouth halfway, and after a while he asked, "How do you know that he told you? How did he say it specifically?"

"No, he didn't say anything, just disappeared. I went to the place where he worked and asked, and his colleague told me."

Hearing this, Sun Yanqi was not without surprise: "Have you ever looked for him at the place where he works?"

Wen Yizhou's eyes were lonely: "Well, I've been to my house too, but there's no one there, and I haven't returned any news."

Sun Yanqi felt that he was a little pitiful, and couldn't help asking: "Why did you go so far away? I don't want to work? I still go on a trip."

Wen Yizhou whispered, "I don't know."

Although it was difficult to admit it, he was actually a little scared in his heart.In these days when Lin Yue'an didn't show his presence, he knew that he was already used to the other party's unreserved and undisguised infatuation, and he never thought that this gaze would disappear one day.Although this kind of loss is not like the separation of heaven and man forever, it feels a little bit depressed.

"Sometimes I even wonder, do I really like him?" Wen Yizhou said, "Or just like him like me."

Sun Yanqi put out the cigarette: "Are you an idiot?"

Wen Yizhou was so sad, he was caught off guard by the ridicule, and twisted his face: "Huh?"

Sun Yanqi rolled her eyes indifferently: "When have you ever cared whether others like you or not? If you had this self-consciousness, I wouldn't follow behind you every day to apologize for you and help you clean up the mess in your interpersonal relationship."

Wen Yizhou said even louder: "Huh—? Don't do it if you don't like it, you..."

Sun Yanqi interrupted him: "Besides, it's obvious that you like Xiaoyuan?"

Wen Yizhou choked: "Why is it so obvious, why do you say that, you..."

Sun Yanqi stopped him resolutely again: "Although you have a low EQ and a bad personality, when you face other people, at least you will restrain yourself out of social etiquette."

"However, if Xiaoyuan is by your side, you will act recklessly, boss around, and show your bad temper to the fullest." Sun Yanqi showed no mercy, "Are you acting like a baby?"

Wen Yizhou was completely irritated by his series of straightforward verbal attacks, like a puffer fish thrown to the pier to be exposed to the sun, puffed up, struggling crazily on the dry floor, but there was nowhere to escape.

"You can take a look at yourself! Although I didn't see it, I already guessed that Xiao Yuan has a very good temper, and you rub him around and order him around." Sun Yanqi didn't intend to let him go, and said loudly : "Now that he has slipped away, you are as if you have lost a child. You are afraid of everything. See you in a long time, King Wen, you are still so indecisive."

"Ah! I'm so mad!" Wen Yizhou shouted.

The podcast staff who came out of the office building jumped in surprise, and hurriedly said, "Teacher Wen, are you okay?"

Wen Yizhou returned to the appearance of a paralyzed and cold face in a second: "It's okay, thank you for your hard work, goodbye."

Sun Yanqi couldn't hold back anymore and burst out laughing.