Years are warm

In the afternoon, Li Siyuan, who knew that the two of them were going to report for the program, looked at the program list and was silent for two seconds, then looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"Piano ensemble?" She looked at the playlist in her hand and was dumbfounded. "What are you two doing? Playing with four hands?"

It's about to die, these two go out and go in and out all day long, it's not enough to harm the people in my class, and now they want to publicly abuse the whole grade?The squad leader expressed panic.

"I don't know how to play the piano." Xu Huai'an held his chin in one hand and twirled a pen in the other hand, "I don't need to report other musical instruments, I will bring them myself."

"Ah for what?"

"Temporary secrecy." Xie Zhiyao blinked his eyes, put his fingertips on his lips, "Leave us some mystery."

Li Siyuan: "...I suspect that the two of you are going to make trouble."

In the end, I reported the name of the show according to the intention of the two of them. After all, if the two of them didn't go on, the class committee's own show would really be a headache.

I'm just really curious about what the two of them are going to do together.

On the afternoon of the New Year's Eve party, the whole school was on vacation, and the third year students were forced to stay for a self-study class, while the first and second year students were free to move around.

Li Siyuan took a noon leave with the dormitory supervisor, and took a few people out of the school to buy some things for the afternoon activities.

There is a Wal-Mart in the business district opposite. At this time, the office workers in the office are not off work, and there are not many people in the supermarket. From time to time, you can see many students wearing the No. [-] Middle School badge after walking a few steps. They should also come out for the activities in the afternoon. procured.

Li Siyuan roughly calculated the remaining class fee and said, "Shall we buy a pair of couplets and go back?"

"Please, Siyuan, we are celebrating New Year's Day, not Spring Festival." Zhang Xin hit hard, "Why don't you go back later and give you good luck?"

Li Siyuan: "...Forget it."

Ribbons, snacks, drinks... In order to save time, several people simply purchased separately.

Xie Zhiyao looked at the guide board, suddenly remembered the topic just now, and asked a casual question.

"Are you going back to Huaichuan this year for Chinese New Year?"

"It's not decided yet, but it should be." Xu Huaian took the bag of ribbons he picked out, thought for a while and said, "But I can go back for a week at most."

Xie Zhiyao threw the things into the shopping cart and was about to answer when he suddenly heard someone calling their names behind him.

It was Lin Xue and several students from Class 3.

The girls smiled at them friendly and waved their hands in greeting.

The boy next to her looked familiar, Xu Huai'an thought for a while, and remembered that he seemed to be the one who watched him for a long time in the midterm exam.

If you're with Lin Xue...it turns out you're from Class 3?

"What's the matter?" Xie Zhiyao greeted the other end, and asked when she saw her frowning slightly.

"No, it's just that the people next to her look familiar."

"It should be in the same class." She looked back twice, but she didn't remember who those people were, "Forget it, let's go, go to Siyuan and the others."

But it's a pity that before they returned to the classroom to decorate, the two people who were going to perform were dragged to the rehearsal site in the auditorium by the student union.

The entry time for the party is [-]:[-].

Probably because of the costumes of the performers, the central air conditioner was turned on in the auditorium to keep the cold air out.Li Siyuan took Zhang Xin to the reserved seat in the class and sat down to wait, looking around.

Xu Huaian and Xie Zhiyao didn't see anyone all afternoon, and she couldn't ask what was going on with the so-called ensemble, so she could only wait to watch their finale.

The hosts are two seniors from the radio station. Although the string of words is still old-fashioned, but with the addition of appearance and voice, it is enough to quiet some audiences.

The students from the Photography Department of the Student Union stood on the edge of the fence, recording every performance on the stage with a SLR camera, and cheering with the audience from time to time.

People from the International Department participated the most in this kind of cultural evening. Compared with ordinary college entrance examination candidates, they obviously have more time and can come up with more tricks.

Time flies before you know it.

As the sound of the curtain fell, the entire stage suddenly went dark.

Some people in the crowd were chattering about the finale of the program, some of which included the names of Xu Huaian and Xie Zhiyao.Although the two of them are low-key, they have always been an enduring topic in the school post bar. From the discord at the beginning, everyone gradually knew that the two were good friends, and now this program, if you want to say everyone Not curious, that's impossible.

The tiny sounds stopped abruptly the moment the lights hit the stage.

The girl's long hair was scattered on her shoulders, she washed her white dress, and with a smile on her face, she calmly bowed to the audience and walked to the piano.

The light dimmed the second she sat down, a beam of light hit her body, and the sound of the piano gurgled like flowing water.Her fingertips danced on the black and white keys, and the smile in her eyes seemed to melt ice and snow when she raised her eyes.

Someone in the audience closed their eyes and unconsciously raised the corners of their mouths to the sound of the piano.

Suddenly, the light changed suddenly. The white light that was originally focused in one place was divided into two, and changed into warm yellow light little by little.

Another beam of light hit the small half of the wooden steps reserved after the poem recitation.

Everyone's eyes instantly shifted to the figure illuminated by the beam of warm light.

Dark blue jeans, a pure white shirt, and a simple ponytail.The girl's face was clear and clean, and the warm yellow light shone on her body, weakening the desolation of her eyebrows and eyes, revealing the hidden tenderness.

She raised her hand on her knee, and pressed the silver harmonica to her lips.

The sound of the harmonica closed the music at the moment of the piano variation.

The audience was silent, except for the melodious and crisp sounds of the piano.

After most of the song, the girl beside the piano raised her eyes to look at her, pursed her lips and smiled softly.

The people on the stage eased their tone, got up and walked down step by step.The lights moved with her footsteps, and finally gathered into a bunch again.

She sat down with her back against her and gently closed her eyes.

The sound of the piano and the harmonica stopped for a moment at the same time, and then seemed to explode, pushing the final tune to a climax, and then slowly fell back in just a dozen seconds.

The lights froze at the moment when the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Xie Zhiyao turned around and grabbed her hand, and the two walked to the front of the stage and bowed to the audience.

After a moment of silence, the audience applauded thunderously, someone whistled, and someone shouted their names excitedly.

Li Siyuan covered her ears, and complained to Zhang Xin next to her: "My God, it's actually a harmonica! The two of them really held back until the end and amplified their tricks. Beauty misleads people, beauty misleads others..."

Zhang Xin nodded in agreement: "Who doesn't like girls who are good-looking, have good grades and can play musical instruments? It's really true that we ordinary people are not allowed to live."

"I'm sure how many boys' hearts will be excited after tonight."

"Don't tell me, if you can't guarantee it, both of them will be blocked by people who went out early in the backstage."

This is true. Over the years, there has been a precedent for giving flowers to performers at the New Year's Eve Gala of the No. [-] Middle School. Just now, a few boys overheard and handed roses to the staff through the guardrail. , I guess it was for the two of them.

But at this moment, the two people in the backstage had expected this scene, and picked up the down jacket first and went back to the classroom.

Xu Huai'an was a little better. She was at least wearing long trousers and a shirt. Once Xie Zhiyao's long skirt came out of the auditorium with the air conditioner and warm air turned on, she really wanted style rather than temperature, not to mention that she was afraid of the cold.

"Woo! Huai'an close the doors!" A certain person who had just received countless attention gifts in the auditorium was like a salted fish in the cold wind.

Xu Huai'an couldn't help laughing, she closed the door, went to give her the clothes bag she had prepared earlier, opened the thermos and poured a glass of water for her to hold, and said, "Who told you to wear a skirt."

"Isn't that for a sense of ritual!" Xie Zhiyao shrank in his seat, tremblingly holding a cup of hot water.

"The sense of ceremony didn't make you freeze." Xu Huaian said while putting on a sweater, and then pulled up his coat.But when I looked back, someone who said he was dying of cold hadn't changed his skirt yet, instead he was doing something sneaky.

"……what are you doing?"

As soon as she asked, the latter turned around and winked at her slyly: "Do you still remember the traditions of our school?"

Tradition?What tradition?She froze for a moment, thought for a moment or shook her head.

Xie Zhiyao frowned, walked up to her and took out the things held in his hands behind his back.

A white rose tied with a brown ribbon.

"In order to prevent you from throwing away all the flowers that others gave you, you can take mine?" She spread her hands and handed the flowers to the other party, "To be honest, I still think white roses look better. .”

It also suits her better.

The red rose is gorgeous and delicate, but it is not like the lightness and innocence between the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of her. She is too clean, but it makes people feel that this whiteness complements each other.

Xu Huai'an stared at the flowers in her hand for a long while before returning to her senses. She looked at the girl in front of her and said helplessly, "I didn't prepare any flowers for you."

She doesn't care much about the so-called school traditions, nor is she a person with a sense of life and ritual.

And Xie Zhiyao knew all this, so she smiled and said: "It's okay, just remember, just make up for it next time."

Speaking of the next time, in fact, I also know that it is not easy for Xu Huai'an to agree to take the stage this time.

"But to be honest, Huai'an." She changed the topic and asked curiously, "If you send flowers, what will you give?"

"Send you off?"

"That's right, otherwise, who else do you want to send?" She puffed up her face on purpose, pretending to be annoyed, "Are you cheating on me and having another dog?"

Xu Huai'an: "...don't make a fuss, what's wrong with shaking, go and change clothes."

As he spoke, he pushed the man out with his clothes on.

"Pfft... are you blushing?" She hugged her clothes and said something jokingly, before the people inside came over, she slipped away like oiling the soles of her feet.

The incandescent lights in the classroom flickered, and the wind blew in from the window. Xu Huaian touched his cheek, and turned his head to look at the night outside the window.

She leaned against the desk, her gaze fell out of the window and she didn't regain her senses for a long time.

"Huai'an?" Xie Zhiyao who came back after changing clothes called out to her.

Xu Huaian turned his head, his eyes moved slightly.

"The sky is full of stars."

It seems to be snowing outside the window.

On the second day of the New Year's Day holiday, Xie Zhiyao was supposed to go out for dinner with her parents, but she didn't think much of this kind of dinner where she was taken out to socialize from time to time, at worst she pretended to be cute.However, two hours before going out, Xie Yuanhong came and knocked on her door ahead of time.

"Girl." He pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down, and said, "Shall we chat?"

Xie Zhiyao looked up at his mother Xia Lan outside the door, remembering the call Xie Yuanhong answered in the morning, he seemed to have guessed something.

As expected, Xie Yuanhong said: "Your homeroom teacher called me this morning, about... the selection of subjects. I thought we two had a serious conversation last time."

Her heart skipped a beat, she took a deep breath and said in a calm voice, "So, Dad, what else do you want to talk about?"

I have already explained the main principles just mentioned, if you still want to persuade, then it should not be the same as before.

"Mr. Zhao told me that after asking you and Xiaoan, they were not sure."

What does this have to do with Xu Huaian?She subconsciously frowned, and just as she was about to refute, she heard Xie Yuanhong continue.

"You should be able to guess, the reason why Xiao An's child is not sure is because her choice follows you. You are her friend and know better than her father what she is suitable for." Xie Yuanhong's eyes hidden under the lens Some other meanings, hit the nail on the head, "A person's choice has a butterfly effect, and it may affect more than just you."

"Do you want to see her name prefixed with the No. [-] scholar on the red list three years later, or do you want to harm her?"

The author has something to say:

The song I listened to when I was writing it was "Wind Moving Grass". Netease Cloud has a harmonica version. If you are interested, you can search it and listen to it.