Chapter 2016

The clear and bright piano key sound is like a cold spring running in the murmuring mountain stream, the graceful and melodious violin string sound is like the sparse morning light penetrating through the layers of trees and falling all over the ground, the thick and moving cello string sound is surging and rolling in the dense forest like a cold fog, and the cheerful and happy melody makes the gold, green and red intertwined, Dreamily in front of the slowly spread out, the corner of the mouth so gently up.

"Arthur, you're half down." Edith make complaints about Tucao.

Arthur pulled the bowstring attentively without raising his eyes. "I'm not in flat, Edith!"

"I think you're down." Edith said indefatigably.

Arthur stopped and glared at Edith. "You're in charge of the violin, so take care of your own part, and I'll take care of the cello part, OK?"

Edith rolled a big white eye. "If you can take care of it."

This time, Arthur did not continue to refute. Both of them were silent and focused on pulling the strings. However, the remaining light of their eyes was projected in the direction of Lan Li. There was a flicker of uneasiness in their eyes. Although they knew that there was no need to look at Lan Li's eyes at all, their childhood memories could not help but return to their bodies again.

"Arthur, you took one eighth of the shot; Edith, you're half high. "

When the voice of lanli came, Arthur and Edith both nodded and began to adjust their performance. Because they had not touched the instrument for many years, they were unavoidably unfamiliar, and the rhythm and intonation could not match accurately.

The interesting part is here. If it's lanli's opinion, they take it for granted that it's right; But if it's Arthur and Edith's opinion - even ALF's opinion, it seems that they haven't changed much after more than ten years.

Looking back, Lan Li's fingertips fell on the black and white keys, and the soft and cool music runes were flowing, just like a sleeping angel slowly unfolding its wings. The holy light came down and filled the whole room. People could not help but close their eyes and let themselves wander in it.

Just like the afternoon in early autumn, the sky outside the window is full of light blue, and the sparse sunlight is flowing through the flying maple leaves. The soft light falls on the surface of the skin, slightly stinging and burning, and dense with large halos, which makes all the scenery blurred, outlines the unreal outline, and makes people gradually distracted like a mirage, Then it blurs the line between reality and illusion.

Sitting cross legged on the wooden floor next to the balcony, all the books on the bookshelf are carried out and placed in every corner of the line of sight. The faint aroma of books is surging in the air. It seems that even the dust has become flexible. Then open the gramophone to play a vinyl record. Those graceful melodies wrap themselves in the joy of doing nothing, Can hide in the corner lazy sit their favorite things, so spend a whole afternoon, happiness is not very real, but in the time slowly passing become sad.

The more happiness, the more reluctant; The more happy it is, the more sad it is. It seems that even every minute of rotation is reluctant to part.

Edith's eyes warmed slightly. She didn't dare to look at Lan Li. Her face was pale because of illness, and her skin under the sun was slightly transparent, as if it might disappear in the air at any time. Everything was not real. She wanted to reach out and touch Lan Li, but she was afraid that she would pass through the shadow, and then the dream would wake up, She'll never see Langley again.

As soon as the idea came to mind, Edith couldn't help being flustered.

Everyone saw the brilliance and success of lanli, but did not see the fragility and fatigue of lanli——

Forced to support the disease in the devil are insisting on publicity, but encountered such a storm. To be sure, a mere cold doesn't seem to count at all. For the public figures living in the spotlight, this is the basic professional ethics. They enjoy the starlight and attention. They enjoy super high income and super treatment. They should at least repay the support of the fans, right? But who can really understand the pressure on the shoulders of public figures?

If there is an accident at Pudong Airport, will lanli be indifferent?

If there is a real traffic accident on the highway, Langley may also be involved.

If the hotel false alarm really triggered the bad consequences, lanli will also become the target of thousands of people.

Praise and criticism, glory and burden, support and opposition... All these are two sides of the public figures. Lanli also knows all these clearly. He always gives back to the society dutifully. But he is also an ordinary person. He also has his own troubles and limits. He also has his own emotions and problems. Occasionally, only very occasionally, he also wants to be vulnerable for a moment, Find one to rely on, and then unload all the burden.

Lan Li did not complain or vent, he just silently bear all this, because this is his choice of road, even kneeling on his knees, he will adhere to the end; Now he just needs a little breathing time and space, just a little bit, let him secretly vulnerable for a moment.

Edith took back her sight in a panic, closed her eyes and stopped the tears in time. Then she pulled the bowstring and joined the ranks of lanli. The melodious melody began to fly wantonly, and then Arthur's cello string also joined in, making the tired and sleepy soul find a place to rest for a moment and unload all the armor lonely and lonely.