The city felt unprecedentedly fresh after the rain, and the rising sun pierced a dark cloud. After Su Sanshui asked Ke Chengge to return to the classroom, he went to the equipment room of the physical education group.
There was no one there on a Friday afternoon. Only Su Sanshui had no classes and could sit there all afternoon.
The director of the physical education group is a very enjoyable person. He added a layer of tatami mats on the wooden floor of the equipment room. Lying on it feels like sleeping on a bed.
There is a cluster of flower beds outside the window, and the wind blows in with the smell of new buds blooming.
What can be felt on the tip of the nose is the breath of spring.
Su Sanshui lay on the tatami and fell into a deep sleep. Thanks to the help of Ke Chengge, Class 1, Grade 3, had slowly tempered its sharp edge and was doing its best to cater to the school's arrangements.
I don't know how long it took, but someone played piano music not far from the sports group, waking Su Sanshui from his dream.
The melody is sad and sad, lonely and light.
Every syllable that falls is filled with the sadness of longing, and every beat tells its story.
Su Sanshui sat up from the tatami, listened attentively, walked out of the equipment room at leisure, and looked for the source of the sound.
There is a piano room on the first floor above the physical education group. Many music students often go to practice the piano, and the sound comes from the piano room directly above the equipment room.
Su Sanshui stood on her tiptoes and looked through the glass window. She found that it was not piano music playing, but a pop-up music.
The sunlight casts bright golden light from the window pavilion directly opposite, and casts a unique light and shadow on the soft profile of the man playing beside the piano.
The ten fingers dancing on the black and white keys cut the sunlight, and the graceful finger shapes fly out of the music tunes. Some are silent, some are passionate, with a touch of sadness permeating the surrounding air.
But when he saw Su Sanshui, the music stopped completely.
An Jingran was slightly surprised, then with a gentle smile on his face, he stood up from the piano and opened the door for Su Sanshui.
"Did I wake you?"
Su Sanshui was stunned when he saw An Jingran pointing to the window in the center. From that angle, he could just see the equipment room under the piano room.
Her face turned red. Could it be that her sleeping form was seen?!
The space in the piano room is very narrow. After placing a piano and putting some other things, there is no room for a third person.
Su Sanshui stopped at the piano room, and the space inside instantly became much smaller. She looked at the piano and asked, "Did Teacher An just play the famous Japanese "The Street Where the Wind Lives"? "
"Well, Teacher Su also knows?"
"I know a little bit, but not much," she replied. Just as she knew that An Jingran played the piano very well, she didn't know that An Jingran had a charm that touched people's hearts.
An Jingran smiled slightly and stroked the keys with his fingers: "This song is about a pair of separated lovers who love each other but cannot be together for some reason. It was supposed to have an erhu accompaniment, but the conditions were not enough, so there was only a piano."
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"It's very artistic." Su Sanshui said with a smile: "Is Teacher An talking about the teacher who fell in love with a female student? Did you play this piano music for them?"
This was originally a joke. But An Jingran's eyes suddenly turned cold, and for a moment, his elegant temperament became filled with an unconcealable alienation.
"No, I will never play for love that is not allowed by the world."
Luoluo RN original debut
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