, "Tomorrow, I will find someone to help me put away that photo and put it in the attic warehouse, as well as that room. Please find someone to redesign and decorate it to make it more..." It took Cen Fei a long time to think of a suitable and inappropriate one. The words, "more lively and lively."
09.
Cen Fei took the initiative to add Shiying's WeChat after returning home in the evening, and the other party quickly passed the verification.
Shiying's profile picture is a blurry performance photo, which seems to be taken from a group photo of the orchestra rehearsing, surrounded by other people in a mess.
Cen Fei sent the photo taken at noon: "Use this as your profile picture." After sending it, he went to take a shower.
When I came back and turned on my phone, I saw Shiying replied with three words: "I want you to take care of it."
The avatar is still the same.
Cen Fei felt a little regret for no reason, and he didn't know what he was regretting.
Fortunately, Shiying did not completely reject Cen Fei's kindness. He did use the studio as his own practice room. On Wednesday and Friday afternoons when there were no classes, he would take the initiative to go to the studio to practice piano.
In those two days, if Cen Fei didn't have a schedule at noon, he would go to the studio to have lunch with Shiying, and then chat, and sometimes he would choose to stay there to work in the afternoon.
Cen Fei, who likes to be quiet, suddenly fell in love with the feeling of working with music. The sound of Shiying's piano always makes him think clearly and calm down, which makes his work efficiency surprisingly high. It wasn't until a week or two later that he realized belatedly that it was actually just because Shi Ying would put aside those fancy tunes when he was working and concentrate on practicing only Bach.
Bach against restlessness, Haydn against depression, Mozart against insomnia, Beethoven against malaise, Tchaikovsky against hunger, Mahler against drowsiness, Rachmaninoff against loneliness... Once Cen did not intentionally show a lack of energy , Sure enough, Shiying quietly changed to Mozart.
Cen Fei was sure that his observations were not wrong, the real Shi Ying was not his usual fierce appearance, he was actually a sensitive and careful boy, and he was indeed working hard to heal Cen Fei with music as promised before.
When the sycamore leaves began to fall, the two seemed to have become very good brothers. During the breaks between practice and work, they sometimes chat and talk about the trivial life of eating and drinking. Both of them finally found out that the other person is actually a person with a very monotonous and boring life just like themselves.
"What do rich people like you do in their free time?"
"Work."
"..."
"What about you? What do you like to play in your spare time?"
"Practice."
"..."
The topic always ended inexplicably like this, Cen Fei thought about it, and felt that as a qualified brother, he should care about his brother's love life.
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No."
"Is there a girl you like?"
"nor."
"Don't you want to be in love?"
"I'm in love, I have a boyfriend."
Cen Fei looked at Shi Ying's stubborn expression with a little surprise: "Really?"
"Of course it's true, what kind of expression do you have!" Shi Ying raised his eyebrows provocatively, "What? You can only like men, but I can't like men too?"
"It doesn't mean that." Cen Fei smiled, "Then tell me about your boyfriend, is he your classmate? What kind of person is he?"
"There's nothing to say." Shi Ying raised his bow, obviously wanting to end the conversation.
"Oh," Cen Fei sighed falsely, "Since you won't tell me, I can only find out by myself. I can't let my younger brother fall in love with an unknown man."
"You!" Shiying became anxious when he heard it, "It's agreed to respect privacy!"
Cen Fei looked at him with a half-smile, and pushed his glasses: "Let's talk."
Shi Ying curled his lips, and said awkwardly: "What is there to say? We have known each other since we were very young, but we only got together last year. It took me a lot of effort to chase him... He is a serious person, don't you Don't worry about it, I've been checking it all day, I'm afraid you are not a paparazzi!"
"Childhood sweetheart? That's great." Cen Fei nodded, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "So it's because of him that you don't want to go abroad?"
Shi Ying glanced at Cen Fei in a little panic, and had to admit: "Yeah."
"Why?" Cen Fei asked, "It's okay to have a long-distance relationship for a year or two for the future, not to mention that you can go out together, and I can help you."
"Come on, the local tyrant, you talk about funding or not all day long, and you're just a dog." Shi Ying's voice was a little irritated, "His career has just started and is on the rise, and he likes stability, and he is used to living in S City ... It is even more impossible for me to go abroad by myself. I like music, yes, but I like him more. If there is no him..." Shi Ying said with red eyes, "If there is no him, I might as well die!"
"Well, I was meddling in my own business." Cen Fei conceded, he could probably guess how important that person was to Shi Ying. Regardless of these declarations of life or death, Cen Fei is enough to believe that Shiying, a person who is usually awkward and eccentric, is willing to confide his love so bluntly, how much his obsession and love are. deep.
"When is it convenient to call out to have a meal together?" Cen Fei asked again.
"Let's talk about it, he's thin-skinned, don't worry about it." Shi Ying stopped talking, lowered his head and practiced again.
Cen Fei had no choice but to continue to look at the documents in his hand, and sighed a little bit melancholy and enviously.
After the two pieces were played, Shiying's emotions finally returned to stability. He turned around and decided to turn the game around: "Hey, Cen Fei, when will you find a boyfriend? You're tall, handsome and rich, hurry up!" Isn’t it bad to be a bachelor at thirty?”
"It's not that easy to find a suitable person." Cen Fei looked up at him and replied.
"What's so difficult? Tell me the criteria for choosing a mate, and I'll introduce you to one." Shi Ying simply threw the piano away, sat on the sofa, and leaned in front of Cen Fei with a gossiping expression, "I'll tell you , there are a lot of gays in our literary circle, what kind do you like? I promise to find it for you!"
Cen Fei chuckled, half-jokingly said, "Like Xiaoguang."
"..." Shi Ying shut his mouth immediately, subconsciously dodged back, and looked at Cen Fei with both eyes.
Cen Fei was amused by his reaction: "Look, I scared you, what did I say?"
"I... I'm so scared..." Shiying avoided his eyes awkwardly, "I just think you are stupid, why haven't you come out of the shadow of losing my brother?"
"Actually, that's not the case." Cen Fei put down the document in his hand, folded his hands behind his head and stared at the white wall where the time photos used to hang, and said slowly, "I'm a very greedy person. Sometimes in order to control this greed , I had no choice but to reject it from the very beginning, no expectation and no disappointment.”
"Have you misunderstood the word greed?" Shi Ying sneered, "It's not greed, it's cowardice."
"Probably." Cen Fei smiled and turned his face to the side, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes, "Maybe because I lost it once, I know how to be afraid, and I know that I shouldn't have too much attachment and extravagant expectations for things that don't belong to me." .It's not yours, it's not yours after all."
The eyes of the two separated instantly, Shi Ying touched his nose, coughed lightly and stood up, forcibly stopping the conversation.
He hugged the piano and sat back on the piano bench again. This time he didn't play any emotional music, but just climbed the scale over and over again.
When the sycamore leaves fell, Fang Xiaoya's due date was approaching. Cen Fei simply gave Wei Dacheng and Fang Xiaoya a long vacation and locked up the photography studio.
Shiying still refused to take Qin away, so his practice room was moved to Cen Fei's office.
Every Wednesday and Friday afternoon, when colleagues come into Cen Fei's office to discuss work, they will see a quiet young man sitting in the corner near the floor-to-ceiling windows, playing the piano quietly, like a quiet movie scene.
"Who is that person?" Occasionally someone asked curiously.
Assistant Xiao Yang: "It is said that he is Mr. Cen's lost brother who has been living overseas for many years."
Female secretary: "Pfft! Probably."
Time goes by day by day, and the end of the year is approaching in a blink of an eye. Everything seems to be normal, and it seems that something unusual is brewing.
One Wednesday afternoon, as usual, Shiying finished piano practice in Cen Fei's office and rejected his dinner invitation. When he went out, he ran into the former assistant Liu who had been transferred to the N city branch as the general manager, and made a symbolic call. call.
Assistant Liu, who has a long-term memory, should be called General Manager Liu now. He felt that Shi Ying seemed familiar, so he couldn't help but look back at him twice more.
Cen Fei stood up and greeted enthusiastically: "Mr. Liu? Are you still used to it after a few months in N City? Why are you free to come here today?"
"Thank you, Mr. Fu Cen, everything is fine." Mr. Liu quickly turned his attention back to Cen Fei, with a smile on his face, "Work is already on the right track, and I think I will come to see you soon after the Chinese New Year. I brought you some local products from my hometown."
"Don't be so polite, come and sit down."
The two exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and then chatted about the current situation of their work and life. Mr. Liu was curious and asked about the young man who went out just now.
"It's the godbrother I just met, a student of the Music University, and he will come to play for a while when he has time." Cen Fei said frankly.
"Oh, that's right." Mr. Liu thought for a while, "I always feel like I've seen him somewhere."
"Really?" Cen Fei was curious for a moment, "When? Where?"
"This... Let me think about it, I really can't remember it for a while." Mr. Liu smiled apologetically, "I will let you know when I remember it."
"No hurry." Cen Fei also smiled, "How about having a meal together first?"
"Okay, call