The princess just wants to go home and feed the pigs [Interstellar]

【One】

The first clear appearance of Sean Morse in Mitchell Beschmidt's memory was at the Morse family's main house when he was five years old.

Hyperion and Emperor Hanselton were chatting in the living room, talking about those heroic and fearless memories back then, the 20-year long expedition outside the system and the coup d'état that bloodbathed the capital planet.Quint accompanied the six-year-old Grant in the White Tower to do gene sequencing and body index testing. He just came back and coaxed the tired Grant to sleep, closed the curtains, kissed him on the forehead, and gently closed the door of the room.

When Quint arrived at the door of the greenhouse, Connor was telling the children to play with love and not to fight, and let the oldest Irene look at his younger brother.The arrogant and cynical boy in the past has become the most honorable Omega in the empire, the father of three children.

It has been more than 30 years since they met, and everyone has changed a lot, but the friendship behind them has not changed.

At this time, Irene was ten years old, and the eldest princess's secondary sexual characteristics had just begun to develop. She was a little taller than ordinary girls, and she exuded a faint pheromone-like aura, but it was completely indistinguishable from the information revealed.

Irene was wearing a skirt decorated with cherry blossoms, her emerald green eyes were pure and flawless, her little leather shoes were shiny, and her shoulder-length brown hair was hanging loose.She complied obediently and stood between the two younger brothers. Seeing Connor and Uncle Quint walking into the room talking and laughing, the smile on her face disappeared in an instant.

The five-year-old Lei Zhe instinctively realized the danger. The third prince had the same hairstyle as Mitchell at this time, his blond forehead hair was hanging down softly, his smile was very sweet, and he looked very cute when he didn't speak or move.But that's just what it looks like.

Lei Zhe yelled, and ran towards the depths of the garden like a little jumping mouse before Irene started. Irene followed closely, chasing and shouting: "Stop! How many times have I told you not to lift my skirt! Be sure to clean up your meal!"

"Slightly slightly!" Lei Zhe grimaced at her awkwardly, relying on Irene's leather shoes, he continued to laugh and run like a jerk. At this time, he could barely keep from being caught by Irene, but Two years later, as Irene Alpha's characteristics were gradually revealed, he could only be beaten.

In the blink of an eye, the elder sister and younger brother disappeared. Mitchell blinked, and vaguely heard the intermittent piano sound upstairs, and listened curiously.

Is anyone practicing piano?

Regardless of the two people who were fighting all day long, Mitchell followed the direction of the voice and walked into the house.

Out of the corner of his eye, Hanseldon caught a glimpse of his son coming in from the greenhouse—to be honest, the two children looked so much alike that he couldn't tell whether it was Mitchell or Lei Zhe at first glance, but he saw the boy behaved well. After stepping over the threshold without stepping on it intentionally and jumping twice, he was sure it was his well-behaved second son.

"Mitchell," he called out, "Aren't you playing in the garden?"

Mitchell shook his head, pointed to the stairs, and asked in a low voice, "Is anyone upstairs?"

"Sean is practicing piano upstairs." Hyperion stood up, facing the child, his tone softened a little, "Want to go and see?"

Accompanied by his father and Uncle Hyperion, Mitchell pushed open the half-covered door, and the sound of the piano was instantly clear, flowing out of the room from his immature fingertips.

Mitchell's eyes widened. In the sunny piano room, a boy who was slightly older than him sat on the piano bench, his back was straight, his white shirt was covered with a black vest, and his hands were jumping on the black and white keys. On the floor, pressing the keys that were too hard for his age, the string of music that attracted him all the way was introduced into the greenhouse through the window.

Mitchell was stunned, staring blankly at the back of the boy in the piano room, as if a traveler had found an old castle in a misty forest and forgot his words for a moment.

Highbury quietly stared at his eldest son who had the same hair color and blue eyes as him, this child who had been with him and Quint through all kinds of hardships since he was born.

Perpetuated his misery and crippled child.

The memorized score ended here, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. Sean recalled the wrong syllables he pressed during the practice just now, and fumbled again to find the position of the middle c. Lei Zhe laughed triumphantly.

He tilted his head, turned his face to the window, and listened carefully without pressing the keys again, as if he was expecting something, longing for something.

lonely.

At that time, Mitchell didn't understand the meaning of the word. He only felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart, so that he, who had always been soft-spoken, grabbed the corner of Hanselton's clothes, and summoned up the courage to ask loudly:

"Dad, why doesn't that brother play with us?"

Sean's eyelashes trembled suddenly, he froze for a moment, and slowly turned his head towards Mitchell.

【two】

15-year-old Mitchell has already played the violin quite well.

At first, he decided to learn the violin because Sean told him that the piano is called the king of musical instruments, and the violin is a musical instrument. After returning from Morse's house to accompany Sean to practice the piano, Mitchell told Connor that he wanted to learn the violin.

Connor looked at the six-year-old Mitchell, and it was the first time he heard him express a certain willingness so firmly and clearly, unlike Lei Zhe who asked for this and that all day long, Mitchell was very obedient, and he could not give anything Will not, and Lei Zhe will play and roll around after being rejected until his wish is fulfilled.

"If you want to learn, you have to persevere, and you can't give up halfway." Connor vaccinated him in advance. In fact, even if Mitchell didn't mention it, as princes, he and Lei Zhe would still be taught by the music theory teacher when they grow up. Those who want to learn one or two musical instruments, after all, music is an indispensable necessities of life for nobles.

"Yeah!" Mitchell nodded excitedly, "I'll stick to it!"

When he learns well, he can practice with Brother Xiao En, then he won't be so lonely.

It's not that Sean didn't play with his peers at the beginning. Even if he knew that he was the eldest son of the Morse family, his parents told him time and time again that he must get along well, but the young children would still reject him by instinct. Sean who is different from himself, a little friend who can't run and dance with them is simply too boring.

Most of the time, Sean could only sit on the sidelines listening to the noise of his companions running around, and as time passed, he was unwilling to go out again.

But fortunately, with so many instruments to accompany him, he will not feel bored.

So his life was occupied by practicing the piano and learning Braille. Hyperion once proposed to apply for implanting a chip in Sean's body to assist him in obtaining information from the outside world when Sean was seven years old, but was seriously rejected by Quint. up.Quint had secretly implanted a chip for military reasons. This little thing stayed in his mind for less than two months, and he had a severe withdrawal reaction after taking it out.

Sean is still so young, and his brain is in a period of rapid development. It is absolutely impossible to let the child live on chips at this time.

They can only give more time and love than normal children to take care of Sean, let him know the world a little bit, learn to live independently, and not so lonely.

But Hyperion holds an important position in the military, Quint has two national key research projects in his hands, and the two of them have to take care of Grant, who is four years younger than Sean. The completely normal reproductive cells of the two were selected, ready to allow them to have a child with no genetic defects or risks.

Time is far from enough, and the balance between family and work is too subtle and difficult to find. They hired a female student who graduated from the Music Department of the Art University to take care of Sean, who happened to be able to play the piano with Sean.

The girl resigned after being with Sean for three years because of family reasons. Just when Quint was thinking about finding another nanny to accompany Sean, Mitchell came.

The little boy sat with Sean in the piano room for the whole afternoon when he saw Sean for the first time—Mitchell thought it was the first time they met, but in fact, from the time he was just born, Xiao En was taken to the hospital by Quint, and touched his and Lei Zhe's little faces with his own hands.

In the days that followed, as long as there were no other arrangements, Mitchell would ask his fathers if they could go and play with Brother Sean. No one knew why he liked Sean so much, as if there was something in Sean's soul. This indescribable characteristic has an irresistible attraction to Mitchell.

He stayed by Sean's side as much as possible, listened to him practice the piano, talked with him, talked about interesting or distressed things in his life, and then fell in love with music under the influence of Sean - because that's what Sean's brother likes thing.

Time flies like this, and ten years later, Sean has grown into a young man. He looks very similar to his father in the past, but he is more gentle and restrained. He has begun to emerge in the music industry and become famous.As for Mitchell when he was a teenager, his childish beauty could almost make all the words of praise be used on him.

At this time, he has started his acting career for three years. He has won many awards at a young age, but he has never given up on music. When he was 15 years old, Mitchell finally felt that his violin was worthy of Sean's piano. , Immediately couldn't wait to find him.

"Let's write a song that only belongs to the two of us!"

Speaking of which, Sean has composed music for Irene, Lei Zhe, and many people, but he has not composed music.Every time Mitchell thinks about it, he feels very uncomfortable. He also asked Sean if he could write him a song. After thinking about it all night, Sean gave him the final answer: he couldn't catch any. A melody that fits perfectly with Mitchell.

Mitchell shut himself up.

But he didn't give up. Since Sean couldn't compose for him alone, he could co-write a song with Sean, which is very meaningful.

When Mitchell asked this question, Sean was sitting on the sofa listening to a movie, which was played by Mitchell. When he saw himself crying on the screen because of the death of his best friend and almost collapsed, Mitchell was very upset. Excuse me.

Sean was a little surprised, but not too surprised. Mitchell has always had great expectations for the cooperation between the two. He couldn't write a song specially for Mitchell, so naturally he would not refuse this request again. , agreed: "Okay."

"Great!" Mitchell never hid his expression in front of Sean, because even if he lost his composure, Sean would not notice it as long as he didn't make a sound. He sat down next to Sean, and said happily: "Then let's start preparing now!"

Sean was also infected by the excitement and lightness in his tone, with a smile on the corner of his lips, nodded, asked the home smart housekeeper to turn off the projection screen, walked upstairs to the piano room with Mitchell, and asked, "Would you like What style and theme do you want?"

When Sean spoke, he habitually faced the direction of the voice, and his blue eyes seemed to be misty and affectionate, and they were facing Mitchell's sight.

Although he knew that Sean couldn't see him, the young man stared at the young man who had been attracting him forward and lighting up his life for the past ten years. Sean got it in his palm.

Mitchell was a little uncertain if this was the so-called love, but at this moment, the longing buried in his heart sprouted again quietly, entangled his whole body.

want to--

Want to be with him forever.

To be hugged, to taste his pheromones, to kiss his sea of ​​eyes.

Mitchell was taken aback by this sudden intensified thought, and didn't pay attention to what Sean said at all. It wasn't until the young man stopped in the corridor on the second floor that he bumped into Sean's back that he raised his head in a panic, afraid That shameful dirty mind was known by another person.

"Ah, style? It's fine as what my brother is usually good at!" He replied in a panic, with an unconcealable shyness in his smoky eyes.Sean didn't know what happened, he listened quietly for a while, and raised his hand to touch Mitchell's soft blond hair.

Sean was silent for a moment, and said: "Okay, let's practice for a while to find the feeling."

In fact, he was just asking Mitchell if he wanted to stay and have dinner with him.

It is hard for others to imagine the degree to which Xiao En's hearing has been sharpened by his natural blindness. He can accurately identify which branch a bird chirping in the morning is standing on, and can write down the general appearance of a person based on the sound of footsteps. , You can also hear Mitchell's much messy breathing when he was distracted just now.

What are you thinking about?

"Hmm!" Mitchell raised his hand and touched the top of his forehead before it hit Sean's place, and he couldn't help showing a smirk on his face.

When the two arrived at the piano room, Sean sat on the piano bench with steps repeated thousands of times. In order to facilitate his movement, the layout of the piano room has never changed since he was a child, and even the home furnishings are very few It moves, and the cups and chairs are all in place.In fact, children of his age will basically move out or live in the school. Few of them still stay at their parents' house. Grant, who is 15 years old, has already lived in the military academy.

When Sean was 13 years old, Hyperion and Quint asked the best artificial intelligence experts in the empire to create an artificial intelligence for him, which was installed on Sean’s terminal, and would remind him at any time such as steps under his feet, glass cups, etc. Things like a little bit of position to his left give Sean the ability to actually be able to live on his own.

So Sean can also move out, but Quint is unwilling. He still has the idea that it was his selfishness that hurt Sean from the beginning to the end. After learning that the fetus in his womb was born blind, he thought it over He rejected the doctor's suggestion to abort the baby while the month was still early, and chose to keep the child.

That means he takes responsibility for his decisions and really takes care of Sean.

What he did back then was right and wrong, but now it seems that he can't make a so-called evaluation at all.

Mitchell picked up the violin on the shelf, tuned it, and played a simple etude. The violin also belongs to Sean, and the tone is very beautiful. After 16 years of music learning, Sean knows almost all instruments.

Broken hair covered the boy's brows and feet of the same light color, and his lips that had just been pursed were as pink and soft as cherry blossoms. He stood very tall, pressing the strings with his fingers, pulling out a melodious and long melody.

Sean joined in midway, the bright and crisp timbre of the piano is matched with the delicate and elegant violin, lingering but grand - many critics have said that Sean's style of music is very suitable for epic games and movie soundtracks, his music can A truly grand and dreamy performance with these two instruments alone.

The wind blew the curtains, bringing the faint fragrance of moonlight flowers in the yard, and the melody of the etude reached its climax. At that moment, Sean seemed to have sensed something, raised his hand and dropped the first completely different note.

Mitchell stopped, and slowly lowered his hand holding the bow. The blond-haired, blue-eyed young man had a relaxed but extremely serious expression, and a brand-new melody he had never heard before flowed from his fingertips, just like when he was young. for the first time.

—that was his muse.