86 is first love (1)

◎Little turtle◎

July, the heat.

After graduating from high school, Chen Jing'an received the admission notice from the Conservatory of Music and went on a graduation trip with her friends.

After this, she will go north one month in advance to participate in the special training arranged by her teacher Zhou Zhengqing. It is the first time she is so far away from home, and her parents are worried. They sent her to the capital, had dinner with the teacher, and told her to be careful when going out. Contact at once.

Zhou Zhengqing reassured them: "Don't worry, I'm here."

During this time, Chen Jing'an sponsored the teacher's home. My wife was ill in bed and had no children, so she welcomed Chen Jing'an's arrival. There were only two of them in the house all year round, and having multiple people living in her house made her even more lively.

Zhou Zhengqing is very easy-going, but strict in his studies. He teaches a lot. If he wants to fully master it, he can only practice a lot.

Chen Jing'an spent most of the time training, and spent the rest of the time chatting with his master's wife.

Seeing that she had been here for so long and had not left the house, the master's wife said to Zhou Zhengqing: "Jing'an is here for special training, not to become a aunt in the temple. She is in her youth, how can she stay at home every day."

Zhou Zhengqing opened the lid and drank water . , laughed: "Shen Xiaocheng will celebrate his birthday in a few days, let's go over there to have fun."

"Okay," the teacher's wife explained to Chen Jing'an: "This is your teacher's close friend, he has a very good personality, I can't go, Please congratulate me on your behalf."

"How about that, Master, I'm not bored, I'll stay with you." Chen Jing'an felt it was not appropriate to come to congratulate Life Shou on his birthday without any relatives.

"It doesn't matter, you are still a child. The house over there is very big, and Old Shen should have collected many original copies of piano scores."

Chen Jing'an became more interested in the mention of the original copies of piano scores.

A few days later, the teacher brought her to celebrate her birthday.

Before going there, Chen Jing'an thought it might be a banquet for relatives and friends in a private room of a restaurant, which was common in their home. After arriving at a house, she realized that it was such a grand event. There were so many people there that it was dazzling. . She followed the teacher closely, fearing that she would get lost.

Then she met the protagonist of this birthday party. The teacher asked her to call her Uncle Shen. He seemed easy-going and elegant. He didn't look down on her good friend and student at all. He said, "You can't be wrong about your vision. I just came to the capital." Are you not used to it? I have a son who is a little older than you. If you have anything to do in the future, you can ask him for help."

After that, he asked someone to come over.

"Chen Jin."

"Chen Jing'an."

Shen Xiaocheng asked Shen Jin to take good care of Chen Jing'an since they were going to school in the capital.

Shen Jin has a handsome face and fair skin. He seems to be a pampered young man. He immediately agreed: "That's great. I have always been the youngest in this family. I have always wanted to have a sister. Now it's better. I have one." She is younger than me, I will definitely treat her as my own sister."

His tone was exaggerated, but he didn't feel like he was lying.

The two of them got to know each other, exchanged contact information, and asked each other some basic information about the school, etc., and got their first impressions.

Shen Jin likes his new sister very much.

With outstanding looks, he would be among the best in any school, but his personality is reserved and quiet, without any arrogance, and his conversational style makes people feel very comfortable. In his opinion, girls like this are not lacking in people, and most men are not good things. He has to protect this sister. All good things should be protected.

The birthday banquet is actually very boring. The elders chat with each other and talk about boring topics.

As a son, Shen Jin had to go to social events, and she felt Chen Jing'an was bored by herself, so he took her to Shen Xiaocheng's collection room, where he collected all kinds of fine musical instruments, including pipa, some of which she had only heard of and thought they were old. She was overwhelmed with the dazzling array of extinct piano scores.

"It's too boring up front. I'm sure you're not used to your quiet personality. You play for now. I'll pick you up after dinner."

"It's still not good." After all, we are guests, so we can't touch other people's things.

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's all gathering dust. It would be a waste of money if no one uses such a good piano. Don't worry, I will tell my dad." Shen Jin didn't take it seriously, and someone came to urge him again. Follow with a few words of persuasion.

Chen Jing'an nodded and said that she would be very careful.

She was indeed very careful. The one Shen Jin took out for her was a rosewood one. She tried playing it and the sound was really good. Her hands immediately felt itchy. She thought it would be fine if she played a few tunes.

The location here is quiet and quiet, with not many people coming and going. Chen Jing'an chose a secluded place with a Chinese-style pavilion, wooden structure, glazed tile roof, an artificial pool next to it, cascading rockeries, and whirling tree shadows, a graceful oriental aesthetic.

Chen Jing'an held the pipa in his hand and played a short piece casually.

The sound of the piano is faint, and the mist rising from the waterside is lingering. I can only see a thin back, wearing a small green cheongsam, with her hair in a bun, her skin is dazzlingly white, and her hands are beautiful... This is based on the first sight. , all impressions.

Shen Lie leaned against the tree trunk, lowered his head and lit a cigarette. The mellow smoke penetrated deep into his lungs. He didn't know much about music. He was also taken to a concert by his second uncle. He could be directly hypnotized in five minutes and fell asleep very easily.

But now, as he stood here, he felt quite at peace listening to it.

It's so quiet that I just saw a few photos sent on the phone. It's nothing. It's just the birthday of an illegitimate son who can't see the light of day. The picture of a loving father and a filial son. If he loves him so much, he should have taken him back and kept him by his side. What happened to leaving it outside?

Shen Lie raised his eyes, his long eyelashes closed, and his deep gaze stopped at one place for a long time.

She played intermittently. Even if he didn't know much about this business, he could still tell that they were fragments of a few pieces of music. She was playing with great joy. She played with her fingers, her body curves were tense, and she was noisy. At the end, the rapid music suddenly relaxed. Down, like a long stream of water, the sun is about to set, and the afterglow soaks the thin clouds on the horizon red.

The artistic conception is very good.

"Brother Lie, what are you doing here? Everyone is looking for you." A sudden male voice sounded, quite loud, and the music suddenly stopped.

The figure in the pavilion was startled for a moment, and then turned back. His eyebrows were very clean, his lips were pursed, and he was elegant and refined. Their eyes only crossed each other for a moment, and his chest seemed to be silent. Soon, he returned to normal. He had turned around and followed the person who came. chat.

When Chen Jing'an heard the noise, she subconsciously pressed her fingers on the strings. She turned around and saw a tall figure. His face flashed past, and he could only see clearly the eyes. They were wide and deep, and the bottom of them was pitch black, like a deep lake with no bottom. In a flash, he turned around, leaving only his broad shoulders and narrow waist.

The visitor's voice was a bit loud, but he was very polite. She could tell intermittently that he came here specifically to see him. His second uncle, playing cards, hiding wine... fragmentary words, he should be a visitor too, and he had some weight.

It's not good to eavesdrop on people, but fortunately they left without saying a few words.

After people left, Chen Jing'an practiced several times the new song taught by the teacher during the day.

It was getting dark.

When the banquet arrived, Shen Jin came to pick up the guests.

"Uncle Zhou asked you just now where you were, and I said I found a good place for you." Shen Jin talked a lot and was humorous. He didn't feel bored walking back. He would say hello and introduce people when he saw them. Chen Jing'an said she was her sister.

No one asked what kind of sister he was, and he didn't say it either. Some people smiled ambiguously and thought she was his girlfriend. He explained seriously: "It's not his girlfriend, it's his sister."

Chen Jing'an didn't care much about what others thought. After entering this door, most of the people here had little interaction with her.

As he spoke, he had already arrived.

She immediately looked for Zhou Zhengqing, but couldn't find him, but saw someone by the pool.

It was only this time that I saw the other person's appearance clearly. He had a very handsome face, with deep eyes and a straight nose. He looked a bit polite at first glance, but when he pulled his lips and smiled, he showed a bit of laziness and a bit of a cult. It was not very Zhou Zheng looks like a gentleman.

He talked to people with ease.

"This is my eldest brother, cousin." Shen Jin's voice rang in his ears, "What I fear most in this family is my uncle, followed by my eldest brother. Doesn't he look difficult?"

Chen Jing'an looked away and looked at Shen Jin's mind went blank for a moment. She thought about it, but she didn't know what the adjective for "difficult" was.

All she could say was that it was okay.

"I can't guess what he's thinking. He's obviously not a few years older, but he's a very nice person. If I need anything, I'll ask him, and he'll definitely be able to help me."

"So if anything happens to you in the future, I won't be able to do it. You can also leave it to big brother."

"..."

Chen Jing'an is a person who is afraid of trouble others. She thinks that this day will not happen.

After a while, Chen Jing'an saw the teacher. After saying hello to Shen Jin, she consciously walked to the teacher. The teacher knew that she had been to Shen Xiaocheng's collection room and asked her how she felt. She honestly said that she had read a lot. But come on, I can’t understand many of them, so the master and the apprentice smiled.

After dinner, people were not completely dispersed.

The teacher went to chat with Shen Xiaocheng's friends again, and she continued to explain to Shen Jin that young people had common topics and could play together.

The young man was alone in a room, playing party games. Shen Jin was tired of playing truth or dare. This time he played something new - asking questions here and there. The first person asked a question, and the second person could not answer the question. The other person's questions are related, and if they pass, the second person asks the third person a question related to his or her answer.

"What's the punishment?"

"Drink?"

Shen Jin immediately objected, considering that there were several girls present.

One girl said, "How about drawing something on your arms or face?"

"Isn't it a bit childish?" someone asked with a smile.

Shen Jin also laughed: "It sounds interesting. We all came here with the elders. It's not good to play too much."

That's how the rules were set.

Shen Jin asked Chen Jingan to sit next to him for easy care.

According to the order, Chen Jing'an asked Shen Jin, and he whispered to put some water on it, while she was extra sincere and said that she might be a black hole in the game.

Games start.

The first question: "What's the name of the girl you like?"

The answer: "I choose raw coconut latte."

The question again: "Which one do you choose, coffee or tea?"

"..."

After a round, there were several After conditioned reflexes to answer questions, their arms were scrawled with markers. Chen Jing'an and Shen Jin spent the time safely, and then the questions changed from clockwise to counterclockwise, and started again. After playing this way for several rounds, some arms were already covered with small graffiti. Among people, only Chen Jing'an has clean arms and has not been punished.

"No, make it harder!" Someone shouted to come again. They laughed and scolded for a while, and the scene was lively.

The door was pushed open, and a strange face came in and asked, "What are you playing that makes you so happy?"

"Let's play a little game together." Shen Jin greeted people with enthusiasm.

When the other party saw the scene inside, they were all children playing without much interest. His eyes fell on Chen Jing'an's face and he was a little distracted for a moment. He said yes, turned around and told the people behind him, and several more voices came out, saying that the children were playing and should join in. What excitement, finally a deep voice said yes.

After he finished speaking, no one had any objections, and they all agreed that it seemed good to play.

Suddenly there were several more people, making it even more lively.

Shen Jin stood up and called brother.

Chen Jing'an raised his eyes and saw Shen Lie walking in. People inside greeted him one after another, and he responded lukewarmly.

"It's right here, is it crowded?" The person who pushed the door first had already come over. This was said to Chen Jing'an and the people around her. She subconsciously moved her position in the direction of Shen Jin, her expression slightly restrained.

There was someone else sitting next to her.

He smelled very good, with a faint smell of cedar, which made people think of heavy snow days. She grew up in the south and had never experienced heavy snow in the sky.

In the peripheral vision, Shen Lie's contours were clear and the bridge of his nose was too straight.

Inexplicably, Chen Jing'an straightened his back.

"How to play?" Shen Lie asked, his deep voice ringing in his ears from a close distance.

Shen Jin simply explained the rules.

Simple and clear, no twists and turns.

"Okay."

The game started again. This time, Shen Jin turned to Chen Jing'an. Chen Jing'an asked Shen Lie again. She pursed her lower lip without leaving any trace. What was she asking?

It was their turn. Shen Jin's answer just now was that he loved eating dumplings and asked Chen Jing'an: "Do you eat dumplings dipped in vinegar?"

Chen Jing'an thought quickly: "18 years old."

The pace of the whole session should be fast, and she should change immediately. Turning around, the two people looked at each other. They had a pair of very beautiful eyes with thick long eyelashes and deep and dark eyes. When they reached their lips, they suddenly paused: "How old are you... this year?"

Not only did he pause, but his voice became louder and louder. As she came closer and closer, she suddenly realized that there was something wrong with this question. Her cheeks warmed slightly when she said it, and it was impossible to remedy it. She thought to herself that it was a good question and he didn't have to answer it.

Shen Lie looked into her eyes and caught the little movement of her pursed lips in annoyance after asking. He felt a little in his heart. He was not focused and forgot the rules of the game for a moment. He asked, "What?"

"Brother! What's wrong with you? You're like this. " Everything can go wrong!" Shen Jin was even more excited than the person involved, "Be prepared to be punished."

The person who punished was also the one who asked the question, and Chen Jing'an was handed a marker.

Shen Lie also realized that he was willing to admit defeat. He rolled up his shirt sleeves inch by inch, revealing his well-defined small arms. The cold white color could vaguely see the veins hidden under the skin. He had a strong sense of strength. Pass the arm to Chen Jing'an.

Chen Jing'an was startled.

"What are you going to draw?" he asked.

Chen Jing'an didn't know when she was holding the pen. She subconsciously thought of the pattern that everyone had drawn the most: "A turtle?"

Her voice was cold and soft, like a good-tempered discussion.

Before Shen Lie could answer, Shen Jin said, "Brother, don't try to threaten with words. Sister Jing'an is still young. She can draw whatever she wants."

"Okay, you draw." He said.

Because of her writing habit, she subconsciously pressed it with her left hand. As soon as her fingertips touched his skin, she thought it was not good and took it back. She held the marker in her hand and first drew an irregular oval, then the head. It was the limbs, all simple ovals, and finally the horizontal grid pattern on the turtle shell. The last stroke, the wrist bones touched his arm, and with a hot touch, she retracted her hand without leaving a trace.

There was a round, silly little turtle on Shen Lie's arm. Because it was really incompatible with him, Shen Jin looked at it over and over, and even wanted to take a photo, with "You too have this day" written all over his face.

He read it too.

Dumb indeed.

Shen Lie's face was calm and he didn't react too much. He put down his arm and felt that the touch left there was still there. It should be warm and soft, but he felt like it was stabbed.

Another round passed and the reverse began.

Perhaps he got the key to the game. Shen Lie answered the previous question neatly. He turned around and put his arm on the table. The little turtle became more and more eye-catching. He asked: "Do you like sweets?"

The question was simple and there was nothing wrong with it.

Chen Jing'an's attention was attracted by the little turtle. Under his gaze, she felt inexplicably hot and her mind stopped. Her answer had already blurted out.

She said, "I like it." She

was honest and frank.

"..."

She was a little annoyed when she realized her mistake.

Shen Jin smiled even more wildly: "What's going on? You two, this is a successful revenge. When will the enemy be repaid?"

The marker was in Shen Lie's hand again, and he also asked: "What are you drawing?"

Chen Jing'an was silent.

She stretched out her arms that had not been painted yet. They were so slender that they seemed to have no bones, and their skin was delicate and fair.

Painting anything feels like a stain.

Shen Lie did not write directly, but made up and down gestures. The range was a bit large, as if half of his arm had to be painted.

Chen Jing'an could only say: "I painted it very small."

It was a very, very small turtle.

The implication is that even if it is a way of repaying a favor, it should not be too big.

"I'll try."

The marker fell on the skin. Shen Lie first drew the shape of a water drop without a seal. At the top, he extended it and drew a long oval, and then drew two more bow-like shapes on top. Shape, and draw a few thin lines, like patterns.

When you're done drawing, put away your pen.

"What is this painting?" Others looked at the pattern in confusion.

"Gourd?"

"Spoon?"

"..."

Unable to guess the answer, he had to look at Shen Lie. Shen Lie only said to draw casually. Shen Jin laughed, teasing that his eldest brother was always good at everything, but God still gave him With the window of art closed, my hands are so weak that I can draw something completely different.

"This is art." Some people joked.

Laughed at by everyone.

Chen Jing'an retracted his arm.

She seemed to guess what the painting was.

It's a pipa.