PFC Chapter 149 It all depends on human effort
Chapter 149 It all depends on human effort
The last note fell perfectly, the melodious melody gradually faded away, and the piano room returned to peace again.
Teacher Du Qiuyun smiled with satisfaction, his eyes fell on the two proud disciples in front of him, and announced that today's class was over.
As usual, Bai Yuan quietly packed up his violin and carried the case in one hand.
Wen Yixuan, who had originally said he would play the violin for Bai Yuan, disappeared.
Children aged eight or nine are the ones who can't sit still and run around everywhere.
Bai Yuan didn't wait for him long. After finishing the ensemble lesson, he prepared to say goodbye and leave with his guitar case.
In the past, she had walked the distance from the Wen family's main residence to the main gate outside the courtyard by herself.
But today, Wen Yi Che offered to give her a ride.
"Come together, I also need to go out to look for Xiaoxuan."
In addition to discussing school selection with Bai Yuan today, Teacher Du Qiuyun also wanted to take a look at Wen Yixuan's qualifications in violin.
The two Wen brothers are no longer young, so Wu Shujie no longer needs to focus on taking care of them as she did before.
Starting this year, their workload and schedule have increased. The couple has been flying around the world, and the time left for the children has been shortened.
Originally, Wen Yixuan studied piano like his brother, and Wen Yiche could personally tutor him in the basic courses.
The original plan was to bring the two elders of the Wen family over in the second half of the year, after Wen Yiche went abroad to study, and continue to teach him for a few years as they did abroad.
But now he suddenly changed to the violin, and Wu Shujie couldn't spare the time to tutor him personally, so she contacted his mentor Du Qiuyun, hoping that he could become her apprentice.
Wen Yi Che didn't want to keep his mentor waiting for long, so he went out to look for her under the pretext of sending Bai Yuan off.
Bai Yuan put on his woolen coat.
When I looked up, I found that Wen Yi Che had coincidentally chosen a long coat of similar color and style.
When the two of them stood together, there was an indescribable atmosphere of harmony.
Teacher Du Qiuyun also saw it and couldn't help but smiled and said:
"It is said that partners need tacit understanding. This is great. They are a perfect match."
After hearing this, Wen Yiche also slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
Since childhood, there has been an indescribable tacit understanding between him and Bai Yuan.
Whether it is interests, aesthetic vision, or views and understanding of things, they are all exactly the same.
It was as if they had telepathic connection and could understand each other's thoughts without verbal communication.
Teacher Du Qiuyun is old and always likes to reminisce about the past.
While talking about the days when he taught them in the past, he walked forward, holding Wen Yi Che in his left hand and Bai Yuan in his right hand.
"... I won't say much. You are good kids and you are the teacher's pride. If you go abroad to study together in the future, you must support each other and move forward hand in hand. The teacher is waiting for the day when you win the crown of glory."
When talking about moving forward hand in hand, Du Qiuyun took Wen Yiche's hand and placed it on Bai Yuan's hand, patting it twice in comfort.
Bai Yuan smiled politely, and after the teacher's hand moved away, he moved his fingertips slightly and was about to pull it out.
Wen Yi Che suddenly had an idea and secretly held Bai Yuan's hand tightly.
When she looked at him, he shook his head slightly to signal her.
Bai Yuan understood what was going on and stopped struggling. She let Wen Yi Che hold her hand, and after saying goodbye politely to the teacher, she walked out of the room with him.
Only after leaving the room did Wen Yiche speak slowly:
"Teacher Du's first partner was just like us. They practiced piano together since childhood. Everyone around them was very optimistic about their cooperation and thought they would continue to work together and achieve even greater success. However, -"
Wen Yiche paused.
Bai Yuan made a bold guess: "Teacher's partner passed away?"
Wen Yiche: “…”
Wen Yiche: "No, the teacher's partner lived very well, they just had different ideas, and in the end they had no choice but to separate."
Bai Yuan nodded: "I understand."
There is really no need to force it if it is not suitable.
The sooner you cut it off, the sooner you will get rid of it.
The teacher is an understanding person.
Wen Yiche was choked by her words again.
Helpless, I could only smile and continue:
"The teacher's last words may have been caused by the scene. The senior has lived abroad for a long time and has not been in contact with the teacher for many years."
Bai Yuan listened silently, but he didn't understand where this twisted energy came from.
It’s not like you’re dead if you live abroad for a long time. The Internet is so developed, even if you just make a phone call, right?
Wen Yi Che saw that Bai Yuan was silent and thought that she was touched by what happened to her teacher.
The road from the Wen family's main residence to the front gate is not far, but it is a bit winding.
The two of them forgot to let go of the hands that were previously held because of the conversation after they went out.
At this time, silence returned to the two of them.
The touch of the palm seemed to be magnified several times, constantly reminding Wen Yi Che of the fact that they were holding hands.
It was well known that Bai Yuan was a germaphobe, and Wen Yi Che rarely had the opportunity to have physical contact with her like he was doing now.
Holding Bai Yuan's hand like this at this moment seemed to fulfill his long-cherished wish of holding his younger brothers and sisters' hands.
This feeling is different from holding my little cousin's hand.
Wu Qi had idolized Wen Yi Che since childhood, just like he idolized the god who played the piano. Before holding hands with him, he wished he could take a shower, change clothes, and rub off a layer of skin on his hands.
Although he is not as silly as he was when he was a child, he still shows a hint of respect, as if he is meeting an important leader, it is as formal as can be.
Bai Yuan, however, does not have this kind of shyness or restraint. Overall he appears relaxed and natural, not overly deliberate.
Pianists' hands are often broad and slender, and the same is true for Wen Yiche. The hands of a 17 or 18-year-old boy are much larger than those of a 13 or 14-year-old girl.
At this moment, he could easily hold her entire hand in his palm.
While feeling happy inside, there is also a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction after a wish is fulfilled.
Wen Yiche couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, quietly dispelling the remaining chill of March.
He couldn't help but ask, "Bai Yuan, will we always be together and be each other's partners like we are now?"
His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid to break the beautiful atmosphere at the moment, but his eyes were looking at her firmly, as if he wanted to find the answer from her eyes.
"Maybe, I don't know." Bai Yuan looked away, thought for a moment, and added, "Everything depends on human effort. Just do your best in the present. Have you seen Wen Yixuan? The teacher is still waiting for him."
Wen Yiche: “…”
Bai Yuan: "Does he have a watch? If not, give him a call."
As he spoke, he broke free from Wen Yiche's hand and reached into his pocket to feel for his cell phone.
But unexpectedly, I got nothing.
"I didn't bring my phone with me. I'll go back and get it."
"I'll accompany you—"
"No need." Bai Yuan nodded and motioned him to look in the direction of the gate not far away. "Your brother is there, go ahead."