Author: yuluoqingsha

"This is where I practice the three strings. He Peiyuan said. While walking me through a round hall, there were about a dozen people eating a boxed lunch, two of them dressed like her, wearing heavy makeup, hair coiled, all kinds of sequins and small ornaments, it should not be expensive, but it looked professional. The room may not be small, but it is piled up with all kinds of equipment, as well as props and old tables and chairs that I got out of nowhere. There are no windows, except for the dressing table, which is bright enough, and the rest of the place is so dark that you can't even see your face clearly. Some of these people seemed to be very familiar with her, and they all waved to greet the beautiful women, while others just buried their heads in eating, and their faces were tired.

He Peiyuan skillfully dodged all kinds of clutter obstacles, and walked to a corner, a corner of the dressing table, a box with paint off, on which she sat and was preparing for the stage.

"It's good enough, at least there's a separate powder room and a mirror. She smiled mischievously, looking into the mirror in front of her, and I could see her back and her face in the mirror.

The hair that was originally tied back casually was coiled up little by little, her hands and feet were very nimble, and she didn't need to be specially tidied up, but her very beautiful face was gradually pressed with layers of makeup. That vanity case seems to be a famous brand, but it has long been discontinued, so it should be some years old. The cosmetics inside are not luxurious, but they look selective. The clothes have long been changed, and it is the same performance costume that she often wears. "There's no need to prepare here," He Peiyuan turned to me as she packed up the tools in her hand, "and there are places where you have to prepare in advance." ”

She checked her makeup again, then took the instrument next to her, which fluctuated slightly, but her fingers didn't touch the strings.

"Get used to it. When there are people, I practice in my heart like this. ”

She also had two notebooks in her hand, one of her own and the other borrowed. There was also a book that she had just bought at a second-hand bookstore. Eating, waiting, or a little free, He Peiyuan will take a random book to read, which may be the focus of yesterday's class notes, or some thoughts when practicing the three strings yesterday, and some musical scores, all of which are assigned by the teacher. "I went to the library to borrow that book, and I wanted to finish it, but I didn't expect it to be too busy this week, so I added two temporary sessions, and then I went to a second-hand bookstore to find a copy. Good book, I just want to buy one of my own. ”

It seems that she liked the book very much, and she also reported the book cover on old wall calendar paper, on which the title was written with a pen. The handwriting is delicate, the strokes are slender and powerful, and there seems to be a feeling of willow body.

"You're very good. I said.

"When I was a child, my mother enrolled me in the class, and some relatives in the family liked it, so I practiced for a while. She said. Then she turned around and took out her phone from her bag and showed me pictures of her as a child.

The girl inside was holding her father with one hand and her mother with the other, and the family of three smiled happily at me.

I said, "How old are you?"

"When I was six years old, I graduated from kindergarten. You see, on that wall, is my first diploma. ”

She zoomed in on the screen on her phone.

On the clean white wall, there is only a rectangular golden certificate, and the handwriting on it is very clear: He Peiyuan's children commemorate their graduation with excellent grades.

In the back photo, He Peiyuan grew up little by little, and the certificates on the back wall are also increasing, elementary school, junior high school...... Until the admission letter of Puhai Conservatory of Music, there are all kinds of excellent commendations, grade certificates, singing, folk dance, painting, poetry, .......

"Although Mom and Dad moved out of the old house, there is still a wall in the house with these certificates hanging on it, but now Mom rarely shows them. He Peiyuan gently plucked the three strings, the low sound of "Zheng Cong, Zheng Cong", others couldn't hear it at all, it was very noisy here, but I didn't know where the noise came from.

"Look here. She said.

The photo in the phone was enlarged, and there was a small bump in the upper left corner of a curtain.

"My graduation @ certificate in Puyin will hang here. My dad and my mom discussed it. She snorted.

He Peiyuan, a student majoring in Sanxian at Puhai Conservatory of Music, is known as "Desperate Sanxian", because she once spent four or five thousand a day for her family, even if she had three fields a day, she did not cry tired.

"My father has uremia, dialysis twice a week, the unit reimburses more than half, and my mother's salary is four or five thousand. Although tired, the family lives only tired, and people are always together. She said.

When she said these words, she smiled so beautifully that even though half of her face was in the shadows, the other half of her face still convinced me that she didn't feel bitter when she said this. On the contrary, in these days of contact, I feel that a person's understanding of life is always when facing life squarely.

"Do you know what my mom was like when she first found out about my dad's illness?" she asked. Then, without waiting for me to answer, she continued, "She waited for everyone to fall asleep at night and shut herself in the house, every night. I listened in bed, my dad was breathing hard, and my mom was silent in the room. I listened like this, and if my father suddenly shouted something in his sleep, my mother would rush out quickly, afraid to wake me up, but she would quickly come over and watch my father and wait for him to fall asleep. Sometimes, she falls asleep on her stomach on the edge of the bed. I waited until they were all asleep, then I would get up, put a blanket over my mother, and go back to bed. ”

"When was that?" I asked.

"Did you just know Daddy was sick?" she thought for a moment, then shook her head, "I don't remember something." People have to think about happy things, things will always get better, if it's really bad now. As soon as she laughed, someone next to her shouted that it was time for her to appear. She immediately got up, looked in the mirror again, and hurried away. The back disappeared into the hustle and bustle of the door, and I waited for a while, but did not go to the front desk immediately.

There seemed to be no applause outside, and soon there were some electric three-string soundtracks, and some jumbled soundtracks, and I could tell that these voices had only one effort, intended to arouse the interest of the audience, which made that unique sound seem particularly lonely.

When He Peiyuan started to be the emcee for the whole show, I walked to the audience, everyone was busy with their own things, and not too many people seemed to listen to what was said on stage. There were also a few men, who watched very energetically, but they didn't actually listen to what she was saying.

After a while, several people began to accompany a singer, singing a song by Cheng Yaoyao, which did not make the venue quiet.

There were still a few men in the audience, who ordered several songs, and some people asked He Peiyuan to play a song, but he seemed to be talking about erhu. He Peiyuan kept smiling and said, "Thank you." Then he played "Erquan Reflecting the Moon".

The mournful piece of music clearly did not fit the mood of the scene, so she just played the most familiar passage for a while, then stood up and bowed again. The manager at the stage seemed to be very satisfied and applauded the distinguished guests in the audience. There doesn't seem to be such an artistic atmosphere below, and others also began to order some more enthusiastic songs, such as "Dead and Alive", "If You Don't Love Me, I'll Go to Xiaosan", and finally the instruments on the stage played a song "Don't Pick Wildflowers on the Roadside", and the performance ended.

When I saw her again, she had already collected the money for the event, and was standing at the door with the electric shamisen, lute, and other equipment, waiting for me to go with me.

"One more?"

"Well, the Central Department Store has a product display and needs a model, so I took the things back and stored them first, and the time was just right to walk over. ”

When the lights were already shining brightly, the streets were full of people, and we hurried to catch a bus that was about to leave, gasping for breath. I didn't help her carry these things, I had already said before, I was just by her side, to see how she usually lived and worked, and it was not necessary not to disturb her. She sat down and continued to touch up her makeup, not paying attention to the eyes of the people next to her, and the next stop gave up her seat to a mother with a baby in her arms, and moved to the back door to talk to me about when I was a child, there were not so many people here. At that time, it was all barren beach, and the most weeds grew here, but in the spring, it was from this barren grassy beach that colorful wildflowers would grow, and she couldn't tell what their names were, but they left her with unforgettable memories.

"I came here one day by myself, and I watched the river flow slowly downstream, and it seemed to be calm, but in fact it didn't stop for a moment. She looked out the window at the bustle and said.

Life may be such a river for her, what has passed, it has passed, it cannot be argued, it cannot be traced.

"But everything is changing. I said.

"Well, I didn't think of it at all. If I was six or seven years old and knew that I had to run three races a day now, I would definitely not be able to do it. But now, if someone calls me, I can pick it up again," she laughed, "and man, I never know where the limit is." ”

I looked at her eyebrows, and there seemed to be a faint sadness, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye. I've also seen her mother, the eyebrows and eyes of the two are so similar, but her mother is more haggard, and the years have left more traces. Beauty is very delicate, like flowers in the spring breeze, delicate when it blooms, and ruthless when it falls. I don't know if anyone will come to take care of it.

"I heard that there is a flower messenger from the reinforced battalion chasing you?" I touched on the subject.

"One, two, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ......" She laughed heartily, and did not shy away from the subject, even though she knew that the rumors that appeared in that dark corner were always floating around.

"Sometimes, I want someone to carry this box for me," she said. "I know her exertion, her exhaustion and her stubbornness.

Being strong is not a one's choice.

It's just that everybody thinks differently, and Austin says that half of the world doesn't understand the other half's thoughts at all. But I can understand what to do?" she hooked her head, letting a few strands of her hair fall apart, and her eyes sparkled. The smile is no longer so delicate on the face, but it is still smiling.

I know what kind of persistence she has in her heart. But if you can have two people to do it together, it's better than one. Perhaps the impact of this kind of perseverance on her is not the embarrassment of life, nor the cold eyes of the world, but the warmth of tearing apart reality, so that she suddenly understands what kind of calculation there will be between people.

"Some people want a beautiful woman to be a girlfriend, but I don't have time to be such a girlfriend, so I will say at the beginning every time: Hey, listen, my father now spends four or five thousand yuan a month, I run up to three fields a day, and I still have ......" she smiled, "The charm of a beautiful woman seems to be unable to withstand three problems." ”

She spoke softly in the car, and even though we were standing close together, it was laborious to listen, but her smile didn't change. She seems to laugh a lot more than others, she has to laugh on stage, she likes to laugh when she talks offstage, but some of her laughter is beautiful, and some of her laughter is real.

"Girl, sit down, I'll get out of the car. The mother said to He Peiyuan. The child also said to He Peiyuan: Thank you, sister, we got off the bus.

He Peiyuan nodded and smiled, then looked at me and said, "There is one more station, or you can sit down, I am used to it." ”

I shook my head.

We stood together in the car, looking out the window at the river of lights, watching those lights pass through the windows and past the road we were going to take.

She walked into the lobby, a manager was shouting the model next to her, saw He Peiyuan, and shouted at her: "Hurry up, hurry!"

He Peiyuan trotted over, no matter how tired she was, she was always very attentive when she was working.

I didn't come close, and it is said that the manager here was very demanding, often making them stand for seven or eight hours, sometimes they had to continue laughing when they were hungry, and then they were told that they were not laughing sweetly.

In this regard, He Peiyuan commented: "Sweet, sweet, he's a big-headed ghost." Then it was laughter again.

It's just that work is still work, whether there is a complaint or not, work can't complain, this is also her attitude.

I was too tired to stand, but I didn't sit down, and I felt like I needed this state to understand what her life really was. I also tried to keep myself smiling, and Ho Pei Yuan posed on stage and seemed to see me, but the smile couldn't help but maintain some commercialization.

Some of the customers gathered around to take a look, and some left quickly, He Peiyuan, like the other models, stood on the stage, wrapped in thick makeup, except for the outstanding figure, she and the other models were so made up that they couldn't see their original faces.

The manager greeted the customers' inquiries with a smile on his face, and looked up to see if the models continued to maintain the required posture and smile.

Eventually, the number of customers in the lobby began to decrease, and they left one by one.

"I'm going to faint from hunger. He Peiyuan put on her coat, took a bite of the burger I handed over, and took a small bite, but quickly, without delaying dressing and packing up.

After a while, the burger was finished, and she drank half a glass of Coke, and her things were packed, and she said, "It's getting dark, let's take a taxi back." She explained: "My mom told me to have to take a taxi at night, no matter how expensive it was. I'm worried. She texted the taxi's number again, and then drank the remaining half of a Coke. The driver seemed to be used to such a glamorous woman, and he didn't ask much, just chatted about his topic. He Peiyuan agreed casually, and she was not unhappy, but she just smiled at me secretly, as if to say that this driver was really chattering.

I saw the entrance of the alley, and a hundred meters further was her house, but the phone rang suddenly.

"yes, well, okay, I'll be right there. She put away the phone and said to the driver, "Master, go to the People's Hospital." ”

"What's wrong?"

"My dad was uncomfortable tonight, and my aunt came home and saw it, so she was afraid that something would happen, so she sent him to the hospital. My mom is rushing there, and I'm going now. She replied calmly, and then told the driver to bypass the East Street Entrance to save time.

There was silence all the way, and He Peiyuan did not answer the driver's inquiry again.

The hospital was full of people, and when she saw a doctor, she ran over, and the doctor seemed to know her, and after a few words with her, he told her to go upstairs to West Ward 223.

In the ward, a tall, thin man was leaning on the second bed and playing a hanging bottle, and a woman was sitting on a bench with her back to the door. As soon as we entered, the man looked up and the woman turned. He Peiyuan shouted: "Mom." Father. ”

I stood by and watched them discuss the condition, both women were very calm, as if they were used to such things, and the men were silent.

After a while, a man came in.

He Peiyuan said to me, "My aunt." ”

After a few more conversations, they fell silent, and He Peiyuan went out to the ATM to withdraw the money, returned the money advanced to her aunt, and then went to pay the newly opened medicine.

By the time they were done and it was time to go back, it was late at night, and the cars outside were driving fast.

Stopped a car and finally got home. I stayed for a while, and then I said goodbye to He Peiyuan. She insisted on taking me to the intersection. Then he put me in a taxi and waved to me.

It was only then that I felt that my eyes were dark, and I was not good, leaning on the saddle and not saying anything.

The driver asked me if I was okay.

I said, it's okay, I'm tired, rest for a while.

Back at the hotel, I lay down for an hour, didn't want to get up to take a shower, and called my lover.

"What's wrong, you?"

"Tired. ”

"Don't fight so hard, and what about me?"

"It's good to have you. ”

I laughed on the phone, I laughed too, and then the night quieted down and everything seemed to fall asleep.

The next morning, I still got up and rushed to the door of Puyin.

She really came early and practiced the three strings in a corner of the campus. Just like the first time we met, she told me that she didn't practice, not because she didn't like it.

"I really like the feeling of music coming out of my fingertips. From the first day I came into contact with the shamisen, I loved the feeling. When I first heard my teacher play, I thought to myself, I want to play. She held the three strings and showed me the fingering, "You see it's a very simple construction, not as complex as the piano, but it can be awakened because they are alive." The first day I read the score, the teacher said, you read first, don't be in a hurry to play, listen first, don't be in a hurry. The music is not on the strings, nor is it in the hands, the real music, you don't have to play it, you can hear it. ”

She plucked gently, her fingers were soft and powerful, and the strings tinkled out, flowing from her heart in the room that day as well as in the campus in front of her.

At this time, she no longer has so much external makeup, a gentle face, elegant and moving, her hair is half-tied up, her hair is scattered, and when the wind blows, a bow also swings. The combination of pure white short sleeves, shirts and shirts is simple and elegant, but it still has a meticulous care for life.

Her appearance, in this small campus, may have been seen and discussed, but no one has ever really experienced it with her.

I know that there are many strong things in this world, and there are also many fragile things, maybe they are all the same, no one will always be strong, and who has life ever favored?

"Yuanyuan, it's been class for a while. A few girls came over, He Peiyuan laughed, and they laughed too.

He Peiyuan is holding the three strings, no longer the kind of plug-in, and there is no eye-catching decoration, just like her now, she is simple and simple, full of love for life.

"I hope that one day, I will be able to stand here with my graduation@certificate. My dad, my mom, and a handsome, chic, tall, clean, music-savvy boyfriend who is looking for a beautiful woman to be her boyfriend. Stand here with me. ”

"I think your focus is on handsome and boyfriends. ”

"If possible, why not?" He Peiyuan responded with a smile. The girl next to her also hahahaha. "Benchmark, nymphomaniac. ”

They are all the same age, the same youth, and the same smile as they walk towards the school building. She clutched her own three strings, pressed them to her chest, walked into the group of youth, and soon disappeared into her peers.