Vienna, Austria's capital, January 21, 2004.

Having a dream, when I woke up, the cold feeling pierced into the bone marrow.

It was probably summer in junior high school. She and Shasha participated in a martial arts competition. Jia Ming followed, and Cao Dongfeng was still there. All day long, they turned around like a fly. Look, in fact, it is really close. During that time, I kissed Jiaming for the first time. I was a fake public servant, and my heart was beating. My little self with a cute pigtail ...

Even though they are all little children, they sleep in the same bed at night. Three people squeezed together, covered with a thin blanket, their bodies touched each other. It was a cool summer night, and they felt refreshing. However, none of the three of them refused to close their eyes to sleep, and did not sleep, lying on the bed and looking out the window, a beautiful moon on the treetops. Shasha got up and said it was playing cards with things to play, and the sound of fine footsteps came back in the corridor. After returning, they took a few bunches of marshmallows, and three people licked and licked while sitting on the bed. It started to melt, sticking to her hands, she lowered her head to eat, so she touched her with her hair and drooping hair. Jiaming and Shasha were laughing at her, and she tried to get rid of those stickies. The sticky marshmallow wanted to open his eyes, and then ... it really opened.

So sad ...

The light came in through the white curtains. She was accustomed to turning off the heating before going to bed at night, only to feel the cold in the blur. When she wanted to find a warmer body next to her, she gradually woke up. She looked at the ceiling, her nose The lingering sourness lingered. For more than three years, this body still retains the original memory, and the sadness is like the sacrifice of the bones, stubbornly resisting time.

Hair as long as a child has long been cut off, and now the hair is barely on the shoulders. Few female students in the music department do this unless they follow the personality line. But she is not. Her beauty is always soft traditional beauty, such hair seems to be some kind of toughness and independence symbol. Some people say that she is independent, not many people understand. Every day here, she clenched her teeth and came over.

Three and a half years since coming to Vienna, she has grown two centimeters tall and lost four kilograms, if she only looked at the data. Not much has actually changed. But in fact, she has become thinner, thinner, and more beautiful and mature. In the first two years, there were many seekers. There were endless ways to emerge. There were implicit and unrestrained. There were also chauvinistic boys who felt good about themselves. As a means to escape. At the beginning of the year, a wildly-looking guy had to say something to her, and she broke her hands in the face of many people in the corridor outside the classroom. She was strong, and she felt vulnerable in front of the joints specially selected by Mingming. A group of people looked at it, and no one knew that she looked soft, weak, and elegant, and she had such a side, ever since. Similar trouble is much less.

More than just pursuit. Over the years, she has rejected many things. She refused to be too rich in college communication, never had too many memories, refused to go home and even refused to hear news about Jiang Hai. She always kept a certain hope, hoping that the breakup was because of some special reasons-she understood Jia Ming, even now, she believes that this kind of understanding is not illusory. It is self-confidence and necessary. Otherwise, all the good things built on the memories of the past will fall apart and disappear.

If Jiaming has had a relationship with another woman for more than a year, he will never say it suddenly, whether true or false, there must be other reasons for it.

She hoped that Jiaming was threatened, that he suddenly encountered something that could not be solved and refused to say, and even hoped that-even if it was like a dog blood romance TV show-his real reason was because of the pressure. In order not to delay her future, she deliberately let her study abroad, so she chose to break up. No matter what the reason is, there is still half a year. When she finishes all this and completes what he expects to do for herself, she will go back to Jiang Hai, throw all these things in front of him, and say to him, "Look Ye Lingjing was wrong. You broke my heart ... "

Anyway, she can only look forward to it this way. After the break up, memories and hopes are the only things she can grasp ...

During this period, Dongfang Road came to see her once, and the two chatted for a while. In fact, there were not many topics to talk about. As if they felt her mood was normal, the other party didn't say anything about Jiaming or Jianghai. The contact with the family every year is to make a few phone calls. Parents seem to be avoiding topics about Jiaming and Shasha. She avoided everything with such a calm mind. The only sad thing was that she could not be contacted. The previous phone call could not be reached. Is Jiaming with her? Go to college in Beijing, or Jiaming with her? Separated, otherwise she would definitely call to find herself. But when the call was answered, what should the two say, until now she can't think of it ...

"Our favorite man dumped us ..." or "He's a **** ..." Sasa loves Jiaming better than herself, she can't stand it ...

She turned on the air conditioner with a remote control, and then sat up from the bed a moment later, her hair was scattered, and a photo album was put on the quilt. She fell asleep after watching it last night, and placed it on the bedside table. She looked Looking at the alarm clock, it was twelve after noon, and she rarely slept.

Today is 30 years old, because of the jet lag, the family should be more than seven in the evening. She dialed the phone at home and talked to her parents for more than ten minutes, and her eyes were red. Over the past few years, her parents seem to have regretted her decision to send her to Vienna, and did not dare to mention her on the phone, but in fact, she felt sorry for them, and even missed them for the sake of her family, too Wayward. Love is not everything in life. Everyone knows this kind of words, but when we are young and frivolous, who can really suppress such feelings?

After the overseas phone porridge was finished, she was getting out of bed and knocking on the door. She went to the cat's eyes and glanced out. The man in the white suit outside the door was about thirty years old. The pale blue eyes, silver thin-frame glasses, and blond shawl looked very handsome. They clasped their hands on their chests and held a paper bag. No one saw them. He rang the doorbell again.

"Mr. Julian, give me five minutes."

Having said that, she came to open the door a few minutes later. I have put on my neat winter clothes and washed my face. He also fixed his hair, but just held a toothbrush in his hand: "I have to brush my teeth, please come in."

"Well, I'm thinking ... It's okay to let me see you just woke up once, isn't it? I don't have to stand outside for a few minutes ..."

"Sorry."

A light answer. Lingjing closed the toilet door, and when she came out a moment later, she was completely neat: "Mr. Julian, I think ... I took a vacation yesterday ..."

"Not for this matter." Julian kept a charming smile, "I know that today is the most traditional and important New Year in China, in fact. A friend introduced me to a good Chinese restaurant and will be tonight There is a party, and I think you can go there. "

The room was small. Julian sat on the sofa and thought quietly along the bed, then looked up and smiled: "In fact, I don't really want to participate in such an event today ..."

"O. If it is I want to participate. Experience the customs of China, I hope you can accompany ... you know. I do not know much about China, and Chinese has obstacles."

After a moment of silence, he quietly nodded: "If the teacher wants you to do this, I will go to the ground."

In the past few years in Vienna, speaking of her tutor Julian is the most familiar and recent one. This teacher is young and talented. She has not only participated in the New Year's music performance in the Golden Hall, but even an honorary piano instructor in the Austrian royal family. She was quite busy. She was introduced to the Opera House for work and study, except for her fame. At least the salary she earned was enough to meet her needs for living and studying. It was located in a very good room outside the school. It was also his introduction. Came down. When Jia Ming broke up with her, she gave her her bank card, contacts, and so on. She kept them there. One day she would throw them back intact and ask him to apologize.

Julian glanced at her for a few moments, then shook her head with a smile: "Just kidding, I just think you should have more normal social activities. Since I don't like it, I can't force it. In fact, I came here to give you These papers. "He shook the paper bag on his hand." I talked to you about your post-graduation affairs last year. At that time, you said it casually, and you refused it casually, but I hope you can reconsider. You have already With a lot of fame, several companies have expressed their intentions. I hope you continue to develop in Europe. I have also contacted some friends. This is a series of plans for you. I will be your agent. Until the day you step on the stage in the Golden Hall. "

"Teacher, this ..."

Julian waved his hand: "You are talented and spiritual. As long as you continue to develop, you will have great success. Because of many things, I have lost my spirituality. There is no way to focus on the piano anymore, so I hope to let it go for a while. Time may be able to regain this feeling, these things you deserve. "

He pulled up his quiet hand, put the document bag up, and let it go quietly before the other side reacted repulsively. Lingjing frowned: "Teacher, I won't stay in Europe ..."

"Don't answer me so quickly, you can think about it for a few more days. I still have something to do and leave first."

Julian looked at his watch and waved away. He quietly sent him to the door and watched the figure go downstairs. Then he closed the door and put the paper bag in the drawer.

The album on the bedside table had to be stuffed in too, and hesitated for a while, then pulled out a page, closed it with a few glances, and put it on his knees for a long time. The air conditioner at the rear blew the screen curtain, and white light was thrown into the room. The figure sat on the edge of the bed, as if lonely to be turned into light ...

Julian stepped out of the door of the apartment, took out two tickets to the Chinese restaurant party from his pockets, took a few glances, then tore them off and threw them into the trash.

Not far away, the friend's car was waiting there. The man leaned at the door, saw him, and laughed: "It came out so soon, only in front of this girl, you can't always find the topic Talking, should I say whether this is good or bad? "

"She's too sensitive, and I don't want to be hated by her just like that."

Entering the door from both sides, the car slowly started: "So, do you really want to arrange her future? Create a goddess of oriental music?"

Julian smiled: "I should go to China."

"Uh?"

"She is stubborn and won't stay in Europe, so I first arranged for her so much before she made concessions and let me arrange her future in China, and ... the East should give me more inspiration, I thought about it a long time ago ... "

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"I'm more focused on her now."

"As if every artist would fall in love with his work?"

"Yes." Julian nodded. "It's like ... every artist will fall in love with his work."

As the car turned around the street corner, he remembered the photo album placed on the bedside table in the room, and the photos in it he had seen before. It was a wedding photo, one man and two women. In those photos, a quiet smile or a sweet smile or a sly spirit is enough to be called a happy mood. He hasn't seen her for three years as a mentor.

Will appear again someday ...

The vehicle drove past the beautiful buildings, he thought, and raised his eyebrows.

At the same moment, sitting quietly in the light, pressing the photo album on his leg, his eyes blurred. Far away, thousands of miles away, at the empty city street, the man behind the trolley raised his head, looking at the fireworks that were constantly bursting and scattered in the night sky. face……