Chapter 4082: 1 Always

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"Still asleep?"

The man was leaning sideways on the door frame, tall and elegant, with a noble body and a gentle voice.

Ran Bai regained consciousness: "Second brother is not here, so I can't sleep.

She curled her lips and smiled arrogantly, like some kind of feline: "Come on, second brother, hug me."

Shen Zhiyu was wearing gray home clothes, with a handsome side face, cold white skin, and the arc of eyelashes under the light was cold and tender, walked over step by step, and hugged him in his arms.

She was so thin that she didn't have any weight at all, and she didn't sleep well, so she felt light when hugged.

"This princess hugs—" Ran Bai said slowly, "I can do it too."

"Let's talk about it after you get fat." Shen Zhiyu glanced at her with lowered eyes, and put her on the bed with a cool voice.

"It's not very thin, isn't it skinny and beautiful, isn't it?" Ranbai was wearing a loose black hoodie, raised her head and puffed her face, and poked herself with long and slender fingers, like a bubble, and suddenly smiled, showing two small canine teeth.

Shen Zhiyu raised his hand to pinch the flesh on her face, knelt down on the bed with one knee bent, bent down, and held the dyed white face with both hands, his movements were gentle and gentle, and bit her cheek in the light and shadow: "Learn how skinny and beautiful, sooner or later you will grow fat."

"Then let the second brother take care of it."

Shen Zhiyu covered her face with the quilt, went to the kitchen and brought a cup of hot milk to her: "Drink."

"It's not a child." Ran Bai pulled the quilt off his head, his broken hair was messed up and scattered on his forehead at will, and his thin lips under the high bridge of his nose were bright red.

"You are." Shen Zhiyu sneered.

"What is it?" Ranbai narrowed his eyes, and leaned closer, "Second brother, please talk about it."

Shen Zhiyu pressed her forehead without changing expression, pushed her away, and then put the hot milk in Ranbai's hands: "Be obedient."

Ran Bai clicked his tongue: "Shen Zhiyu."

"You're a big bum."

"That's what you say." Shen Zhiyu's voice was gentle, and under the warm light, the outline showed a bit of warmth that was rare and not so sharp.

Ran Bai took a sip of the milk with two paws, it was sweet, Shen Zhiyu had never had such sweet things before, since Ran Bai moved into Shen's house, sweet things can be seen everywhere.

After Ranbai finished drinking the milk and gave him the empty glass, Shen Zhiyu took it away naturally: "It's eleven o'clock, go to sleep."

Ranbai sighed, fell on his back on the bed, and rubbed his face against the quilt: "I can't sleep, second brother coax me."

Shen Zhiyu turned off the light, only turned on a small table lamp on the bedside table, took off the girl's shoes and socks, dyed white and got under the quilt, patted the place next to her, with one hand resting on her beautiful forehead, like a bastard bully who flirts with beautiful women.

"..."

Sometimes Shen Zhiyu really wanted to shut up Ranbai's mouth.

"Tell me a fairy tale."

"Also say it's not a child."

"I want to hear something childish recently."

Shen Zhiyu was half leaning against the head of the bed, and Ranbai was lying on his lap, occupying the quilt, listening to the story with his eyes closed.

"A long time ago, there lived a little bear in the Nosili forest. It liked to eat honey very much and had a round belly...One day, it and its best friend, the little rabbit..."

Ranbai let out a muffled laugh, couldn't bear it anymore, covered her face with the quilt.

Shen Zhiyu frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"Rabbit." Ranbai coughed, looked at Shen Zhiyu, "It's okay, I just think that the second brother's speech is too good, let's continue."

Shen Zhiyu expressionless: "Are you laughing at me?"

"Don't be like this, the more you are like this, the more I want to laugh."

"Laugh." Shen Zhiyu's voice sounded like a sigh, "Don't bear it."

That evening,

Ranbai smiled and fell asleep.

No nightmares.

…

The two are still running all over the country, without determinism, they love freedom, and no one is holding back the other's footsteps.

One plays photography and the other plays the piano.

Once in a country with chaotic institutions,

I accidentally lost my wallet and even my ID card.

Ranbai pondered for a long time, and came up with a brilliant idea.

"Second brother."

"Let's show off."

"..."

Recently, two very beautiful homeless people came to Yousu Street. One is a young man and the other is a calm suit. Those two faces are called gods. Art itself is attractive, and art will naturally attract people.

"Small business, no bullying." Ranbai was squatting on the street and playing with his camera, his slender fingers clasped on the black and cold textured camera, the color was white and clear, and the ending sound was elongated lazily, "Thank you, sisters."

The other person spoke very little, was always indifferent and quiet, and refused people thousands of miles away. When sitting in front of the piano, he had an unspeakable charm. The white shirt and black and white keyboard were touching enough.

Piano and camera, blue sky and white clouds in the distance, a few white pigeons landed on the church.

In less than a day, she had collected enough air tickets to return home. She counted the money and pondered for a long time: "Second brother, I may have found a new way to get rich."

Shen Zhiyu looked at her quietly.

Except for that one accident, the two of them still had no taboos, and they have been to everywhere, whether it is high-rise buildings or country lanes, prosperous and peaceful or full of wars.

Loyal to two people, loyal to art.

Played the piano many times and took many photos.

Most of the white-stained cameras are photos of Shen Zhiyu playing the piano, in churches, in ancient pavilions, or just on the side of the street.

"You really don't want money?" the old man hunched over and asked as the sun set.

Ranbai played with the camera and smiled: "I really don't want it, it's free."

"Then take a picture for me."

"Crack——"

After sending the old man away, Ranbai sat on the piano and tapped the piano keys with his fingertips: "Today, five girls asked me for your contact information, and suddenly found that our second brother is quite popular."

"Seven."

"Um?"

Shen Zhiyu stared at her, and said slowly, "I see, there are seven of them that you didn't refuse."

"..."

"Girls, of course I want to pamper you." The sun was setting, and the white smile was flamboyant, with an unruly expression.

Shen Zhiyu lowered his eyes, his thin lips were stretched into a stiff line, and his tone was neither salty nor weak: "You are thoughtful, look at me more."

"I know." Ranbai looked at Shen Zhiyu who was standing on the street, and the vast expanse of sunset behind her, like an ink painting, blended perfectly with the black and white piano, she suddenly let out a sigh, and said softly, "Actually, I can also play the piano."

Shen Zhiyu paused.

"But I was afraid of making you feel inferior, so I never dared to play."

"..."

"Just kidding." Ranbai sat there, propped his chin, "I prefer to watch my second brother play."

His silhouette has a cool and gentle texture in the dusk, like a frozen movie frame, his quiet eyes stared at Ranbai for a long time, then walked towards her, and stopped behind Ranbai.

Sven leaned over, with a clean and light fragrance lingering lightly, like the first handful of sunlight in the forest after snowfall. His slender fingers held the white hand and gently placed it on the piano keyboard, lowered his figure, and pressed his thin lips to her ear. His voice was deep and tender: "Can I teach you how to play?"

Ranbai's throat rolled, and only one word came out: "Okay."

On the black and white piano keys, there are handfuls of twilight melted, and the notes jump from the fingertips, gentle and reserved, long and delicate.

All the words are still resting, rooted and introverted, and all are given to it.

"Did you hear that?"

"heard it."

"Play it for me."

Ranbai agreed with a smile, and blinked at Shen Zhiyu. Under the setting sun, her eyebrows and eyes were careless and unhurried: "You have to listen carefully, I will only play it once."

She was there, and Shen Zhiyu's heart sank inexplicably, he was so soft that he didn't say any love words, he just wanted to tell her: "I've been listening carefully."

Every time we meet.

every word.

The staggered black and white keys give birth to such a simple and vivid musical sound, the timbre is like the winter sun, bright and peaceful, ups and downs, deep and penetrating, without losing strength in its melodiousness.

Unprecedentedly long, it seems that the dawn has spanned thousands of years, dawning in the dark night and brightening in the sun.

"Second brother."

"Um."

Did you hear it.

She didn't have to say anything.

He knows everything.

What are you afraid of?

A moment is an eternity.

Shen Zhiyu loves art and the piano. A piano is enough for a person's life.

Later, he only fell in love with one person and wanted to play the piano for her.

From now on, let's spend tenderness and trivialities together, and live in my heart for a long time.

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