webnovelvip Chapter 62
Chapter 62
The joys and sorrows of this world are not the same.
In the well-dressed auditorium, the funny performance made the audience burst into laughter, and the bustle and hustle and bustle almost shook the sky; Xie Fei was outside the auditorium, standing in the cold wind and under the cold sky, frozen in place by a piece of news, even having difficulty breathing.
On the last day of 2019 and the eve of 2020, the sky is cloudy.
During the recent period, Xie Fei always inadvertently recalled the past, and the number of times added up seemed to be more than these years.
Ming Rong is an excellent violinist, but not a good teacher. She can do some things easily, but she can't express them through words.Fundamental and rigid things are fine, but once they go deeper, they fail.She is not good at splitting explanations.
The little boy went over to ask with the piano in his arms, and all Mingrong could do was demonstrate.She pulled it once, and Xie Fei followed it again, but the obstacle still existed, and there was no way to overcome it.Neither of them are patient people. At that time, Xie Fei and her were often angry with each other.
Later, Jiang Yilin discovered this, and quickly asked Mingrong to give up her idea of raising her son and hire a professional teacher.Pei Min also agreed, and several people picked and chose. After searching for several days, they chose the one in the girl's mouth in front of them.
He is a very well-known professor in the Conservatory of Music. He has rich teaching experience and has brought out many excellent violin players, and he is also familiar with them.Xie Fei became her disciple at the age of six, not counting the three years he deliberately avoided, but he has been under her disciples and been taught by her for nine years.
The teacher is careful and gentle, and always takes the trouble to ask questions.Although the road of art pays special attention to personal talent, if there is no suitable mentor to dig and guide, it will inevitably be lost to everyone.So Xie Fei was able to go so far on this road, thanks to her.
Now that the teacher is seriously ill, Xie Fei can no longer avoid it because of emotion and reason.
He pursed his lips, clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, and asked, "... Which hospital is the teacher in?"
A Liu said the name of a nursing home, gave him a cold look, turned and left.
The outside of the auditorium is deserted again, only the fragrance of the wintersweet flowers that are blown by the wind from nowhere is still there.Xie Fei glanced back and strode into the night.
Tonight's New Year's Eve, the online car-hailing car came a bit slowly, the road was more congested than usual, and the cars passing by were full of people who wanted to go home. Through the glass window, Xie Fei could clearly see the expressions on their faces when they called. joy.
Xie Fei knew that it was not appropriate for him to go to a nursing home at this time. He should choose a sunny morning, choose a fruit basket or a bouquet of flowers carefully, and visit his teacher neatly and decently, instead of being in a mess like he is now. Unbearable.
But he always felt that if he didn't run faster, he would lose something again.He feared the feeling.On that rainy night three years ago, he returned several hours late and took home the trophy and honor, but lost the most important person in his life.
buzz-
The phone vibrated twice, and a message from Gu Fangyan popped up on the screen. Only then did Xie Fei realize that she forgot to tell him.
"There's an emergency, I'm not at school right now." Xie Fei hurriedly typed.
call out--
A new message came out: "What's wrong? Where is it?"
Xie Fei looked at the message with the note titled "Gu Period.", and suddenly smiled. He felt that if he had just met, this person might have dismissed him with two question marks.
Oh, that's not right, if it was when they first met, there would be no such communication between them.
He tapped his finger on the dark head of classmate Gu Juhao, clicked on the input box and explained: "On the way to the xx nursing home, the teacher who taught me the violin fell ill."
"I'll pick you up later." Gu Fangyan said.
Xie Fei rolled her eyes: "No need, just go and make the Mid-Autumn Festival arrangements."
They plan to spend three days in Haicheng on New Year's Day. The Mid-Autumn Festival is still too young, the vaccinations are not finished, and the documents are not complete, so they can't take it on the plane, so they can only leave it in Linjiang City.
Although this cat has a big temper, it also has a great forgetfulness. It can't remember grudges for 3 minutes. It has good habits. It doesn't tear down the house like a dog. In the middle of the house, there will be a housekeeper to clean up and help take care of it, so it is no problem to leave it alone at home. .
Speaking of cats, Xie Fei chatted with Gu Fangyan again, and his mood improved a little.
It was already nine o'clock at night when we arrived at the destination.The environment here is quiet, even the nearby shops are quiet, and there are few people making noise.The hall on the first floor of the nursing home is brightly lit, but there are no other visitors except for the night shift staff.
Xie Fei registered the information at the front desk and followed the signs to find the elevator.
The private nursing home is not always busy with various facilities like the No. 7 hospital in the city. The elevator quickly arrived at the LG floor, and after the guests entered the door, it went up quickly. When it reached the [-]th floor, it issued a ding sound.
The metal door slid open to both sides, Xie Fei took less than a second to get out, but stood there for nearly a minute before taking another step.
I was so eager on the way here, but when I arrived, I started to shrink back.This kind of emotion can be classified as "near hometown feeling timid", but Xie Fei felt a little more guilty on the basis of that emotion.
Since Ming Rong's death, he has turned down all the classes, and he has not seen his teachers, fellow students, or certain friends. Until now, it has been three years.
Time is the thing that can change people the most, but Xie Fei knows that he has never come out of that shadow.He also tried, but failed repeatedly.
But he walked for a long time, and finally came to the door he was going to.
Those who came to visit earlier have all left, and the only sound in the ward is the sound of the TV.
A ray of light fell on the ground through the crack of the door, and through the glass on the door, some of the situation inside could be seen.Xie Fei stretched out her hand and grasped the doorknob tightly, but hung it down again.
dare not go in.
But it's all here, do you want to continue to coax?
Xie Fei lowered her head, let out a breath of white air slowly, and then laughed at herself.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, Xie Fei fiddled with the ring on her left index finger, took a deep breath, and straightened her back.
He stretched out his hand again, gripped the doorknob, and pulled it back.
The short moment was so long that I don't know how to describe it. The hazy yellow light in the ward poured onto the corridor, intertwined with the cold white light, and the warm wind gushed out. Shout softly: "Teacher."
"Xiao Fei?" The person on the bed was cleaning his glasses when he heard the sound, he paused, then turned his head to look over, and called out uncertainly.
However, the surprised emotion only lasted for a very short time, and she quickly laughed, saying with relief: "You are here."
She didn't use "finally" or "finally", nor did it sound like a long time away. At this moment, Xie Fei was in a daze.
He seems to have returned to many years ago. He was still the kid who went to the teacher's house to learn piano every weekend. He carried the piano case that was too bulky for him at that time. In the ringing of the bell, I heard the teacher say: "You are here."
At that time, the teacher always wore brightly colored long skirts, her long hair was coiled up, and when she turned around, she would bring out a plate of freshly baked biscuits or cakes from the oven and distribute them to her students.
But now, time flies, she is sitting on the hospital bed, wearing a loose hospital gown, skinny and pale.
Time is a knife.
"...I'm sorry." Xie Fei leaned against the wall and said softly.
"There's nothing to be sorry for, come, come and sit." The teacher beckoned him to go over.
Many people should come to visit her today, and the bedside is full of fruits and nutritional supplements.Xie Fei moved over, sat down on the chair diagonally opposite her, and asked cautiously, "Your body..."
The person on the hospital bed waved his hand: "It's a matter of fate, just do what you want, don't talk about it."
"You are still so optimistic and cheerful." Xie Fei couldn't help smiling.
After saying a few words, Xie Fei was no longer so restrained. He went to the water dispenser to get a paper cup, mixed a cup of warm water for himself, and took a few sips slowly.
The female teacher knew his mood change through his expression, and asked him to wash a bunch of raisins and eat, before saying, "You come to my place, there must be something wrong."
"Just to take a look." Xie Fei whispered.
"Just to see?" She didn't believe it.
Xie Fei thought for a while and said, "Let me tell you again...Happy New Year?"
He came here based on feeling and impulse. He hated this kind of countdown to life. He always felt that if he didn't hurry up, if he was a few days late, something bad would happen.
But he couldn't put the words out.
"Then I also wish you a happy new year. The coming year and every year in the future will be smooth and safe." The teacher smiled softly, lifted the quilt out of bed, and slowly patted Xie Fei on the head.
Then the topic changed, "However, I have something to tell you. I've been thinking about it for a long time...but I can't figure it out anyway. Is it appropriate to tell you and give these things to you at this time. "
"When is this time?" Xie Fei keenly caught a certain word of hers.
Without answering the question, she turned around and took out a folder from the cabinet.This is something she will bring with her wherever she goes. It contains the scores collected from all over the place, as well as many improvised manuscripts. Over the years, the accumulation is quite rich, but it is also heavy.
Xie Fei recognized the shell as soon as she saw it, knowing that it was extremely precious to his teacher, so she quickly put down the fruit plate and went to help.
After the two sat down, the teacher opened the folder to search, and said softly: "Those things are related to your mother."
"Her things?" Xie Fei asked.
"It's something your mother prepared for you." The teacher said.
Xie Fei lowered her eyes, continued to eat the grapes in the fruit plate, and said disapprovingly: "Then give it to me."
The teacher handed over dozens of pages of sheet music that he had found. Xie Fei glanced up and fixed on the top row: Happy15thbirthdaydearFayez.
Turn back, followed by "Happy16thbirthdaydearFayez" "Happy17thbirthdaydearFayez"...until he was 20 years old.
The years have left traces on the paper, the notes on the yellowed old sheet music rise and fall, one song after another, allegro or andante, the rhythm is different, but the style is all clear and melodious, like a bird in the morning, Sing cheerful songs on the branches.
Xie Fei's fingertips trembled, and knowingly asked, "...what does she mean?"
"Her birthday present for you. It seems that one is prepared every year, but the time is too short, and there is no time..." The teacher rubbed the top of Xie Fei's hair, and said softly, with regret, "This was a few days ago, They found it in your mother's former studio when they were checking out old things, and they entrusted it to me, and asked me to hand it over to you."
Xie Fei's nasal cavity was filled with soreness, she frowned fiercely, and then suppressed the urge to cry, and squeezed out four words from between her teeth: "She is so hateful!"
"But she loves you."
"She loves me, and she hates me, too."
"No, your mother hates herself." The teacher's tone became helpless, she patted Xie Fei's hand, and said softly, "She has marked all the bowing and fingering, she hopes you can put Play these tunes."
Xie Fei shook her head: "But I can't do it anymore."
"Have you tried it?" the teacher asked.
"Of course." Xie Fei looked away.
"Try again and again?"
"I can't hold the bow steadily, my hands will shake." After saying this, Xie Fei pushed away the paper in front of her, got up and stood in front of the window.
There was a moment of silence in the ward. After the silence, Xie Fei heard his teacher say firmly, "But you want to hold it steady, don't you? Otherwise, why would you try again and again?"
"I can't do it." Xie Fei lowered her eyes, staring at her own shadow at her feet, and said in a trembling voice, "Because I tried again and again, I know I can't do it."
"You are not reconciled, you don't want to give up!"
"So what, I can't do it!"
The young man's crying is stubborn and forbearing, he is like a vine growing in the wrong season, the sky does not rain, but he is still tenacious, but in the end, what is left is still a barren.
Can't break through the ground, can't wear the stone, want to leave some traces in the world, but when the wind blows, it will all be scattered.
Silence again.
Suddenly, Xie Fei felt that maybe he shouldn't come here tonight. On the last day of 2019 and the eve of 2020, everyone gathered together, waiting for the new year's bell, but he made himself sick in the ward Heavy teacher gets angry.
He wanted to run away again, to the wilderness where there was no one, and let the wildly overgrown weeds cover his figure, so that no one could recognize him, no one could see him.
But at this time, his teacher's voice sounded again: "Do you still remember the first class?"
Xie Fei pursed her lips stubbornly: "You didn't take my first class."
"Then I'll play it for you again." His teacher came to him and said sharply in a serious tone during class: "What's the posture when playing? First, keep your chest up!"
The author has something to say:
Xiaoxie’s English name is really confusing. At first I wanted to use a sound similar to fei, so I wanted to call it Fay, but it’s a girl’s name, and the Chinese translation is still very small, so I almost broke the can and called it fat, anyway. The translation is also fei...Fortunately, my friend found the male name of Fayez for me, I am moved