The Piano

Chen Wenwen's phoenix eyes widened, staring firmly at Huan Chu. With a flush on her face, she said in a firm tone, "I said, I'm not going to Shijing Mountain!" Wherever you go, I'll go with you! "

It is said that it is most difficult to enjoy the favor of a beauty. Being entrusted with life and death by a woman as beautiful as a queen, even Huan Chu, who prided himself on having a heart as firm as a rock, couldn't help but feel a ripple of emotion, almost blurting out his agreement. Just thinking about the various dangers he might face in the future, Huan Chu hesitated again. In the apocalypse, although they only met for a short day, they had already developed some feelings, making Huan Chu have to consider more for Chen Wenwen.

After a moment, Huan Chu made up his mind and turned his head away, gritting out two words from between his teeth: "No way!" Chen Wenwen never expected that Huan Chu would actually reject her proposal. Thinking about how much courage it took for her to say the words of wanting to live and die together with this big boy in front of her, she felt wronged in her heart, but still unwilling to give up.

Just as he was about to say more, Huan Chu turned and walked away, saying, "Let's not mention this matter again in the future." Hurry up and pack your bags. Chen Wenwen's words were held back in her stomach, feeling even more wronged in her heart. She didn't respond and just snorted before walking upstairs.

Amidst the sound of rustling and tidying up, there were a few loud bangs as the cabinet doors were slammed shut from upstairs, causing a wry smile to appear at the corner of Huan Chu Ting's mouth. How could he not understand Chen Wenwen's feelings? If she were a woman with little emotion, he wouldn't care about her life or death. She would just follow him, saving him the trouble of taking a detour. But that person was Chen Wenwen, who had saved his life and had a passionate night with him. As long as he thought about the unpredictable and difficult road ahead, how could he possibly feel at ease letting such a woman accompany him to face life and death together and do something completely unrelated to her!

So Huan Chu forced himself to refuse Chen Wenwen's tempting proposal, but secretly made up his mind to ensure her safe arrival at the settlement no matter what. At this point, Huan Chu's originally turbulent heart calmed down again. He gazed out of the window in a daze, lost in thought, pondering who knows what.

After about ten minutes, Chen Wenwen came downstairs dragging a large and small box. With her intelligence, she naturally understood why Huan Chu did not want her to accompany him after a moment of thought. Although she still felt aggrieved, she did not blame Huan Chu. Instead, she felt a faint sense of happiness because he was considerate of her. So, don't try to guess a woman's mind.

Huan Chu looked at the large and small bags behind Chen Wenwen, chuckled dumbly, with a strange look on his face, feeling disdainful in his heart but changing his tone on the surface: "Are all the things packed up?" Have you brought everything you need? Think carefully again, did you miss anything? "

Chen Wenwen pouted when she heard this, thought carefully for a moment, confirmed that she hadn't missed anything, nodded, and said, "Everything is packed up, is there anything I forgot?" The strange expression on Huan Chu's face intensified, and he whispered, "Are you sure you didn't miss anything?" "

No. What do you think I forgot to bring? "

Women, aren't there a few days every month that are not very convenient? Did you bring everything you need for those days? "

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenwen blushed and said, "Of course I brought it." Do you think I have the same low IQ as you, always forgetting things here and there! "

Although Huan Chu couldn't understand when he exhibited the attribute of being forgetful, he didn't dwell on the issue. He took out some clean clothes from his backpack and headed upstairs, saying, 'Well, I'm going to take a shower. You can rest for a while and maybe catch up on the news.' Please don't peek up here! "

After speaking, another strange laughter came from the building. Chen Wenwen was teased by Huan Chu like this, and the queen's nature in her body naturally erupted again, cursing, "With your small body, I'm not interested at all!" Damn, you really think I'm...

As he spoke, his voice gradually faded away. Chen Wenwen, for some reason, felt a bit embarrassed to curse in front of Huan Chu again, so she stopped herself from uttering a string of swear words. She grumbled as she sat down on the sofa, picked up a teddy bear pillow beside her, and softly cursed, "Bad guy!" Villain...

Huan Chu dried himself off and came out of the bathroom, the digital clock on the wall already showing 10:15. Outside the window, it has started to drizzle, making the already hazy sky of the capital city, obscured by air pollution, even gloomier.

The visibility outside was very low, so Huan Chu naturally gave up his plan to observe the situation and prepared to go downstairs to chat with Chen Wenwen. As I passed by the desk, I happened to catch sight of a piano sitting in the corner.

Seeing the piano, Huan Chu couldn't help but think of his childhood. His parents always demanded that he have several talents, sending him to learn the piano at an early age and sparing no expense to send him to study everywhere. Even when he won a major national piano competition in his youth, they had the idea of cultivating him into a pianist.

How could Kehuan Chu endure the loneliness in front of the piano? As a rebellious youth, he tried every means to make his parents' expectations turn into nothing. If I had persisted back then, maybe I could have become another Lang Lang by now. Huan Chu chuckled to himself, approached the piano, lifted the red cloth covering it, and revealed a simple yet elegant pure white grand piano in front of him.

Huan Chu is very familiar with the piano, and he can tell at a glance that this grand piano comes from Leipzig, a famous German city known as the "City of Music." This piano, which is purely handmade, is produced by the Boesendorfer company, known as a national treasure of Germany. This piano company, with nearly 160 years of history, is undoubtedly the leader in the world today, designated as royal collection instruments by many European countries. Even as early as 1936, a special grand piano produced by Bösendorfer was placed on the famous Hindenburg airship, participating in the plan to cross the Atlantic Ocean. It was the first time in human history that a piano was played in the sky, and it was broadcast globally through 63 radio stations at that time.

Huan Chu looked at the densely packed small characters on the soundboard. This was the consistent style of Boransler. Every Boransler piano's soundboard displayed the honors the brand had received over the past two centuries.

In the Huan Chu family, there is an upright piano made by Bösendorfer, which his working-class parents spent almost ten years of savings to buy for him. He still remembers that whenever someone came to his house, his parents would point to the wall full of certificates and boast incessantly about how talented their son was in playing the piano. He would then be forced to play one piece after another for those 'uninvited guests' who couldn't even tell the difference between 'Moonlight Sonata' and 'Fur Elise'.

Sitting in front of the piano, Huan Chu's hands slowly slid over the ivory keys, and the piano emitted a crisp sound. Huan Chu felt a certain nerve in his body being touched, memories from the past flashing before his eyes, and a pleasant melody flowing out from his slender fingers.

Huan Chu remembered the old professor who had taught him piano. After hearing his own "Nocturne", he decided to waive the tuition fee and kept Huanchu at home to teach him carefully. He even covered Huanchu's living expenses and never minded Huanchu calling him old man. The professor's love for Huan Chu even surpassed that of his own children, and he imparted all his knowledge to Huan Chu. Under his guidance, Huan Chu was able to stand out at the age of 15 and win the top prize in the piano competition.

The old man passed away just two months after winning the grand prize in Huan Chu, which was a huge blow to Huan Chu. After witnessing the old man's children sell off the most valuable piano left by the old man and split the money, Huan Chu returned home. After losing the guidance of the old man, Huan Chu's suppressed nature seemed to be exposed all at once after ten years, and he refused to touch the piano again.

But no one knows that he stopped playing the piano just because of a promise he made with an old man years ago: "Old man, will you come when I give a solo concert at the Golden Hall in Vienna?" The old man chuckled and said, "Of course, my proud disciple has entered the world's highest music hall, how could his teacher not go?" "Okay, deal! If you don't show up, I'll shave off your beard!" Xiao Huan Chu looked at the old man hopefully. "Don't worry, little one." But if you fail to fulfill this wish, no matter how far, the old man will definitely come and break your ten dishonest fingers. "

So, Huan Chu gave up the piano. He wished so much that the old man would appear in front of him again, pick up his cane and knock on his head, just like usual, scolding him for his incompetence.

Thinking of the old man's voice and smile, Huan Chu closed his eyes. His ten slender fingers, like those of a girl, danced lightly on the piano keys. Bright notes, like moonlight, leaped from his fingertips, flowing smoothly and cheerfully around him, with a hint of melancholy.

The old man once said that if you ever perform at the Golden Hall in Vienna, you must start with your best piece, the Ninth Symphony.

But at that time, Huan Chu decided with a mischievous attitude that he must play the piece "Nocturne" first. Then he could say coolly, "This is the piece that connected me with my teacher. Without this piece, I wouldn't have such a perfect teacher. Without the teacher, I wouldn't be who I am today." Then he could sit on the stage and enjoy the old man's deeply moved face.

At this moment, like moonlight spilling all around, it is Chopin's "Nocturne".