Chapter 4071

"Still not sleeping?"

The man leaned against the door frame, standing tall, noble and warm.

Ranbai thought back: "I can't sleep without my second brother.

She smiled with her lips, very arrogant, and like some kind of cat: "come on, second brother, hold me."

Shen Zhiyu was wearing a gray home uniform, with a handsome side face, cold and white skin, and the radian of his eyelashes under the light. He walked step by step and held the person in his arms.

She is thin and has no weight. She doesn't sleep well. She is light and floating in her arms.

"The princess hugged -" dyed white slowly, "I can do it too."

"Wait until you get fat." Shen Zhiyu glanced at her and put her on the bed.

"It's not very thin. Isn't it beautiful, right?" She wore a loose Black Hoodie on her white upper body, raised her head and puffed her face, and poked herself with her slender fingers, just like a bubble. She immediately smiled and showed two small tiger teeth.

Shen Zhiyu raised his hand and pinched the meat on her face. He got up on one knee and knelt on the bed. He bent down. He held his white face in his hands. His action was gentle and gentle. He bit her cheek in the light and shadow: "learn what bony beauty is, and you will get fat sooner or later."

"Then let the second brother raise it."

Shen Zhiyu covered her face with a quilt, went to the kitchen and handed her a cup of hot milk: "drink."

"It's not a child." Dye Bai pulls the quilt off her head. Her broken hair is messy and scattered on her forehead at will. The thin lips under the bridge of her nose are bright red.

"You are." Shen knows that he meets a Xiang.

"What is it?" Dye white narrowed her eyes and approached, "second brother, talk about it."

Shen Zhiyu put his face on her forehead, pushed the man away, and then put the hot milk in ranbai's hand: "listen."

Dyed Bai tut: "Shen Zhiyu."

"You're a big coquette."

"You say so." Shen Zhi's voice was warm and light, and his outline showed a rare and less fierce tenderness under the warm light.

Ranbai takes a sip of milk with her two claws. It's sweet. Shen Zhiyu never made such sweet things before. Sweet things can be seen everywhere since ranbai lived in Shen's house.

When ranbai finished drinking the milk and gave him the empty cup, Shen Zhiyu naturally took it away: "it's eleven o'clock. Go to sleep."

Ranbai sighed, fell back on the bed and rubbed her face against the quilt: "can't sleep, second brother coax me."

Shen Zhiyu turned off the light, only turned on a small table lamp on the bedside table, took off her shoes and socks, dyed white and drilled into the quilt, took a picture of the place next to her, supported a beautiful forehead with one hand, like a bastard bully who flirted with beauty, with a loose and tired ending: "come on, I want to touch you."

“……”

Shen Zhiyu sometimes really wants to block his white mouth.

"Tell fairy tales."

"He said he wasn't a child."

"I want to hear something childish recently."

Shen Zhiyu leaned half against the head of the bed and ran Bai lay on his leg, occupying the quilt and listening to the story with his eyes closed.

"Once upon a time, there lived a little bear in the forest of nosili. He liked to eat honey very much and had a round stomach... One day, he and his best friend little rabbit..."

Ran Bai chuckled and couldn't bear it. She covered her face with a quilt.

Shen Zhi frowned, "what are you laughing at?"

"Rabbit Ji." Ranbai coughed and looked at Shen Zhiyu. "It's all right. I just think the second brother speaks very well. Go on."

Shen Zhiyu's face was expressionless: "are you laughing at me?"

"Don't do this. The more you do, the more I want to laugh."

"Laugh." Shen Zhi sighed in his voice, "don't bear it."

That night,

Ranbai smiled and fell asleep.

No nightmares.

…

The two people still run all over the country, have no determination, love freedom, and no one has tripped anyone's footsteps.

One plays photography and the other plays the piano.

Once in a country with chaotic system, I accidentally lost my wallet and my ID card.

Ranbai thought for a long time and came up with a wonderful idea.

"Second brother."

"Let's show."

“……”

Recently, two particularly beautiful vagrants came to Yousu street. One is young and rebellious, and the other is calm in a suit. Those two faces can be called divine faces. Art itself is charming and naturally attractive.

"Small business, children and old people are not deceived." Dyed white squatted on the street and played with his camera. His slender fingers were buckled on the black cold texture camera. The color was white and clear, and the tail was lazily elongated, "thank you, sisters."

While the other person said little, always cold and quiet, and refused to be thousands of miles away. When sitting in front of the piano, he had an unspeakable charm. The white shirt and black-and-white keyboard were moving enough. When playing the piano, he always looked in one direction. Later, someone found that he had been looking at a person.

Piano and camera, blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and several white pigeons landed on the church.

In less than a day, she had enough air tickets to return home. She counted the money and thought for a long time: "second brother, I may find a new way to get rich."

Shen Zhiyu looks at her quietly.

In addition to that accident, they still had no taboos. They went everywhere, whether it was high-rise buildings or rural roads, prosperity, peace or war.

Loyal to both, loyal to art.

Played the piano many times and took many photos.

Among the white stained cameras, most of them are photos of Shen Zhiyu playing the piano, in the church, in the ancient pavilion, or only on the street.

"Really don't want money?" At sunset, the old man stooped and asked.

Dye Bai played with the camera and smiled, "really, it's free."

"Then take a picture of me."

"Click -"

After seeing the old man off, ran Bai sat on the piano and pointed the piano key with her fingertips: "today, five girls asked me for your contact information, and suddenly found that our second brother was very popular."

"Seven."

"Huh?"

Shen Zhiyu stared at her and said slowly, "I see. There are seven people you didn't refuse."

“……”

"Girls, of course." At sunset, ran Bai smiles with a defiant look.

Shen Zhiyu drooped his eyes and stretched his thin lips into a stiff line. His tone was neither salty nor light: "you have a mind. Look at me more."

"I know." Ranbai looked at Shen Zhiyu standing in the street. Behind her, a large piece of brilliant sunset was like an ink painting perfectly integrated with the black-and-white piano. She suddenly said, "in fact, I can also play the piano."

Shen Zhiyu stopped.

"But I'm afraid to make you feel inferior. I haven't dared to play."

“……”

"I'm kidding you." Ranbai sat there, holding his chin. "I prefer watching second brother play."

His outline has a cool and gentle texture in the evening, like a fixed frame film picture. His quiet eyes look at ranbai for a long time, then walk towards her and stop behind ranbai.

Sven leaned over, clean and light, and the fragrance lingered, like the first handful of sunlight in the forest after snow. His slender fingers took the dyed white hand and gently put it on the piano keyboard, lowered his body shape, and his thin lips stuck to her ears. The sound line was deep and affectionate: "can I teach you to play?"

Dyed white throat rolled and spit out only one word: "OK."

On the black-and-white piano keys, there is a handful of dusk. The notes jump from the fingertips, gentle and subtle, long and delicate.

All desire to speak, take root and introvert, and give them all.

"Do you hear me?"

"Yes."

"Play it to me."

Ranbai agrees with a smile. He blinks at Shen Zhiyu. In the setting sun, his eyebrows are arbitrary and slow: "you have to listen well. I only play it once."

She was there. Shen Zhiyu's heart fell in inexplicably. It was a soft mess. He didn't say love words. He just wanted to tell her: "I've been listening carefully."

Every time we meet.

Every word.

The interlaced black-and-white keys give birth to such simple and vivid music. The timbre is like the winter sunshine, bright and peaceful, both rising and falling, deep and penetrating, and does not lose its power in euphemism.

Unprecedented long, as if across thousands of years of dawn, breaking at night and dawn in the sun.

"Second brother."

"Yes."

Did you hear that.

She doesn't have to say anything.

He knows everything.

What are you afraid of?

A moment is eternity.

Shen Zhiyu loves art and piano. A piano is enough for a person all his life.

Later, he only loved one person and wanted to play the piano for her.

From now on, spend tenderness and triviality together and stay in your heart for a long time.