Author: yuluoqingsha

Just after washing his hair and not drying it, Qi Qingnuo sat thoughtfully on the edge of the bed, the room without the light on, only the moonlight.

The room was soundproofed, and it was late at night, and I didn't seem to hear anything except the sound of breathing in and out.

Through the plain curtains, sometimes I can see a little red light, which seems to be from a tall building in the distance, flashing and flashing.

Just finished chatting with Nian Qing, she didn't want to sleep now. A book is flipped in the corner of the bed, only half read, or a page that is casually flipped to. She picked it up, closed it, and placed it neatly on the bookshelf opposite the foot of the bed. A few dolls sat quietly between books, like her, without speaking. She took one, threw it back, and snorted "yo" meaninglessly. There seemed to be a sound in the room, but it disappeared as quickly as the red light. Turning around, she walked over to the computer desk again. The table was empty, except for a notebook and a pencil lying horizontally. Before calling, she was going to write something. Maybe it's a song, or a melody, or a scribbled lyric, and she opens the notes and flips to the end, only to find a ridiculous stick figure figure with her arms outstretched with a smile.

The tip of her pen rested on it for a moment, then turned to the next page, wrote just two words, and put it down again.

The double row of keys made a sound under the fingers, a melody that I had been thinking about for the past few days, just a few notes repeatedly. Seeming to be a little tired, she sat back in front of the computer desk, half-lying on the table, holding the acoustic guitar in her arms, unconsciously plucking, her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of making a noise.

The moonlight was blocked by the clouds for a while, and then it came in again, making the room seem to be filled with a fog of light.

A little girl's voice said, "Sister, sister, can you do me a favor?"

Qi Qingnuo thought, who is calling me, is it calling me?

She looked up and saw that she was really a little girl. A simple and delicate face, long black and straight hair, pursed lips, with a shy smile, and bright eyes looking up at her.

"Who are you?" Qi Qingnuo had just finished asking, and suddenly felt that he seemed to know her, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure out who she was.

"Sister, my skirt is wet and I don't dare to go home, can you help me block it and let me go?"

The little girl sat pitifully on the stool, and the water that had been spilled at some point soaked her skirt, and she did not dare to go, for fear that others would see it, and think that she had urinated.

"Don't be afraid!" she grabbed the little girl's hand as if holding herself, "let's go." ”

"Someone is chasing them, they are bad people!" Qi Qingnuo and the little girl fled desperately

For a moment the men didn't seem to be chasing. But the little girl said, "Sister, I'm chasing her, but I can't run, can you help me?"

Qi Qingnuo felt that he should help her, so he said, "Who? Who are you going to chase ?—— your family?"

The little girl was already holding her hand and pointing forward, "Look. ”

There was a road, empty, straight into the distance, but there was no end in sight. A very cool little girl, running all the time, you can only see her back.

"Let's chase together. She suddenly felt the urge to run. Holding the little girl's hand, the two of them ran together. The little girl seemed to have no weight, and ran with her on the road, her long hair fluttering and fluttering, as if she also had long hair.

As if flying, the two of them ran, but they didn't know when they would catch up. I don't know when I put on a long white dress, wrap around her legs, run a step, and stumble. If only it weren't there, she thought. Suddenly, the hem of her skirt was torn, and she suddenly broke free from those restraints, but with an "ahhhh

When I opened my eyes again, it turned out that I had fallen asleep on the table just now, and when I tried hard just now, my leg hit the table. The guitar had already slipped to the ground, and there was a "clang" at this time.

She rubbed her legs in a daze, and it took a while before she picked up the guitar and put it back in place.

"Slept. She threw herself on the bed at once, pulled it over the light purple quilt, and gradually became confused again.

As soon as she fell asleep, her mother came to call her, it's time, go to work, Uncle Meng is here today. Dad was also next to him and said, get up, I'll send you there.

Qi Qingnuo was shocked, "Is there such a thing? ”

didn't know how to dress and wash, and in a blink of an eye, Zidawi drove his BMW and sent his baby daughter off.

"Has everyone else arrived?" Qi Qingnuo asked. I also thought about who should have arrived, how to arrange it for a while, and what repertoire to play.

The car drove very fast, and I didn't know how to get out of the car, and I was surrounded by other people in the center.

"Who else hasn't come?" Qi Qingnuo asked. Usually you don't need to count, as long as you look at it, you can know who is coming and who is not, but today I don't know why, I can only see a few people in a trance.

"Boss, what should I do if there are no people?"

"Boss, someone's gone. ”

......

The people around were talking, but Qi Qingnuo didn't know who was talking, she said, "Who? Who didn't come? Who left?"

"Sister Zihong has graduated. ”

"Lan Xiaoxin is really unjust. ”

Yang ...... Also gone. ”

Chai Litian took the flute and said, "I want to write a tune, not like Contra." ”

Qi Qingnuo: "I'll go to Wang Rui and Pianpian to make some different music...... Go to He Luting. ”

"Does it work? Does it make sense for us to 'play' like this? They just like beautiful women and music, right?"

"No!" Qi Qingnuo was categorical, "It won't be like this!"

"What should you do then? You're about to graduate, Yuanyuan's family is in difficulty, Pian Pian wants to play classics, Cai Feixuan is absent-minded, always busy with his own little band outside, and the professors say that we are 'not doing our job'. ”

Peng Yiwei stood next to him and said, "I support you. ”

Xie Du and Han Yiming also surrounded and shouted, "Chong Chong Chong!"

“...... She rejected you and me, but she was still enthusiastic, and her name was Qi Qingnuo......"

Qi Qingnuo looked at them and said, "We are friends. ”

She felt that there was something wrong with this picture, perhaps, only she was wrong?

"I ......"

Zhan Huayu grabbed Qi Qingnuo's arm and said, "Nuonuo, you should go home early." I'll talk to your aunt about it. ”

"Boss, boss. Those people were getting farther and farther away, but they were shouting louder and louder, but she couldn't break away from her mother's pull.

"Dad. Where are you?" Qi Qingnuo shouted.

"Children want to learn the guitar, and Nono naturally likes it. Zidawi picked up Qi Qingnuo.

"The interest lies in guidance, and girls will have a temperament when they learn piano. Moreover, the child is only five years old, how can you take her to that kind of place. Zhan Huayu had a cold face.

"We haven't all been to that kind of place. She's a kid and should be let give it a try. ”

"Why let her try such a dangerous thing. Just because I've been there, I'm not letting Nono go now. "Mom has never made such a big fire, which scared Qi Qingnuo. Zidawei and Zhan Huayu quarreled quietly but harshly, and they covered Qi Qingnuo's ears. Qi Qingnuo ran back to his house and cried.

"Am I dreaming?" Qi Qingnuo suddenly felt that her body was elevated, and gradually left the little girl, she looked at the little girl's twitching shoulders, and suddenly felt so tired. Her hair was so long that she was pulling at her, and she was so determined to cut it, and the dream of flying made her suddenly feel like the world was spinning, and she sat up sweating profusely.

There was still no sound in the room, and in front of me was the entire wall of bookshelves, the books were neatly arranged, and a few childhood dolls were staring at her with big eyes.

"Are you asleep?" she reached for her phone and sent a text message.

A text reply came in a moment.

"Regret it? Forget it, when I fart. "Nian Qing doesn't seem to be sleeping.

Qi Qingnuo thought for a while, and typed word by word: "Dear." ”

There was no reply this time. Qi Qingnuo didn't wait for a reply, rubbed his face vigorously, changed the pillow towel, looked at his watch, and closed his eyes.

Thoughts are like carriages, one moment is oneself, one moment is in the group, one moment is music, and one moment is work...... They went up and down, with Qi Qingnuo, as if the waves were turbulent, sweeping through the scenes of life.

She likes to think, and she realizes early on that the world she is in seems to be different from others. This kind of thing has nothing to do with the family, and it has nothing to do with the parents, it seems to have been arranged for a long time, but it seems that everything is accidental.

She is attached to @ her mother, but she is close to her father in her bones. Before high school, she was eager to try, but she didn't have much courage. She loves music, admires composers who can use music to infect people, and she is fascinated by the life of Fang Xuan on stage. She was accustomed to the routine of life, but she longed for a force to break this peace. She wants to break through all obstacles, but she doesn't know if what she intends to break through is the shackles. She received wise admonitions and wise guidance, but these words did not become a pillar in her heart, but they were like an external framework that gave her the strength to meet everything, but also brought her unwarranted fear.

She knows too much, but she doesn't know more, her youth keeps burning in her dreams, but she doesn't know what will happen after it burns?

She didn't know where 306 would go, sometimes she imagined the future, and sometimes she felt that the present was real. She can't take responsibility for everyone, she's not Superman after all. She can work brutally for her dreams, or she can make herself stronger. She is afraid of being weak, but she also knows that the positive side will not work, and the negative side may not be the right one.

She thinks calmly, she thinks in a panic, she thinks and thinks, she understands that she is thinking.

There are always some people in this world who don't want to think, maybe because they don't want to face themselves, or maybe they just want to look at the world more gently.

Qi Qingnuo was jolting in the carriage of thought, and it was early in the morning, and the alarm clock rang, making the daylight through the curtains even more dazzling.

She got out of bed, strode to the window, opened the curtains, and looked out at the blue sky.

On the window glass is a still firm face, a plump and round duck egg face, with delicate and gentle lines, a pair of eyes black and white, confident and sincere.

She didn't smile, but she still had a warm and friendly temperament like the morning sun, and in this morning, she didn't remember the dreams she had had, she only thought of today.

The guitar no longer only produces monotonous notes, Qi Qingnuo's head and feet are also active and happy, swaying and shaking slightly with the rhythm of the song, and the guitar melody naturally transitions to a slightly slower rhythm but still happy and bright key: "I want to know if this is the same sky as you; I want to know if you have ever come to my sky; I want to know if you will be as sunny as ever; I want to know if I can be steadfast and no longer confused......"

Under the window is the dense crowd of citizens of Puhai City, who go out of their homes, get on the subway bus, drive and ride, everyone has everyone's dreams, everyone has everyone's love.

They didn't know that in the sky above them, there was a girl's singing voice, floating through a person's youth. We watched as her short hair, swaying to the beat, gradually turning into a black dot, the buildings hurtling down, the clouds breaking open, and only a blue earth floating in the universe in front of us.

"The world is too big, there will always be a person who is very ordinary, but suddenly attracts me and makes my heart move......"

"The boss is mighty!"

"!"

"What, what? you were ...... by him. How can you be worthy of me?"

"That is, the boss spoils him on our behalf. ”

"Come on, boss. ”

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- "My name is Qi Qingnuo, junior. ”

- "I know, but I don't know the name. ”

- "I've heard the name, but I've never seen anyone. ”