Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 469 169. Because it's Jin Jiaqi

There will always be gaps that we need to cross ourselves.

The so-called gap is nothing but the high wall between knowing and doing.

Most people spend their entire lives without being able to see the scenery beyond the wall.

Insurmountable ego, external resistance, cognitive direction, every factor is like a shackle that holds us back from struggling upward.

Some people have already given up struggling.

But there are still some people who are determined and willing to be brave in life.

But bearing the name of a brave man is doomed to shed blood and tears.

Jin Jiaqi spent two hours expressing her feelings for more than ten years, so she must bear a super concentrated pain.

Time has magic and power.

Heartbreaking is inevitable, because I have loved deeply, and even loved deeply.

No one wants to be brave if life is smooth sailing.

But okay.

well enough.

Climbing to the high wall, she saw a different scene, which was a scene that had never appeared in the depths of her heart, a vast expanse of whiteness, gentle and amiable.

It was as if someone whispered to her in her ear that everything can be restarted, and everything should be restarted.

It was like the whispers of a dream god, lingering in her ears, pointing her to a new world.

Gradually, her pain eased, her body seemed to become lighter, and her breathing became much easier.

She couldn't help getting up, and couldn't help walking towards the team.

Just leave the nostalgia to yesterday, and leave the wound of memory to scab over slowly.

"Passengers heading to Silver City, please pay attention, the one you are taking."

The voice announcement sounded again in the lobby, but she still didn't stop, she wasn't even worried that Wu Fusheng would find her soon.

Yes, when the most familiar call besides her parents reached her ears, she became more determined to go on.

The game was over, she planned to tell Wu Fusheng that way in a while.

"Jin Jiaqi!!!"

The eyes of the whole hall seemed to be looking for who Jin Jiaqi was, and Wu Fusheng rushed to the security check entrance like a headless fly.

It's like a primitive man breaking into the modern society, being watched, filmed, and blocked by the staff.

At the end of the long line, Jin Jiaqi moved half a step away, raised her hand without hesitation for a moment, "Stop yelling, stop yelling, what about this, can we not lose this person?"

In an instant, the security check entrance became quiet.

Only the noisy echoes and the voice broadcast sounded again, "Passengers heading to Silver City, please pay attention, you are on the train."

In the next moment, Jin Jiaqi helped Wu Fusheng share most of the gaze and firepower.

Seeing this, she walked out directly.

Wu Fusheng stared blankly at the figure in a white skirt who came out from the end of the line, his bloodshot eyes flashed the most tender light, and his arms hanging by his side trembled uncontrollably.

He grinned, and then walked towards the end of the line step by step.

Every step, a tsunami set off in his heart.

This scene was seen by Qi Guojuan who ran up the elevator late.

Seeing Jin Jiaqi's back from a distance, she suddenly felt her whole body go limp, and she almost fell down. Fortunately, Fang Zheng, who followed closely behind, supported her by the shoulders.

"Feel sorry."

"Feel sorry."

The two spoke in unison.

"Forehead."

"Forehead."

The two spoke in unison again.

Seeing Qi Guojuan standing firmly, Fangzheng immediately let go of her hand, looked at the long line, and breathed a sigh of relief after a while, "It's good that everyone is safe."

Qi Guojuan nodded and let out a sigh of relief as she watched from a distance, the expression on her face finally relaxed a bit, "Dead Qiqi will scare people to death."

"Although but," Fangzheng didn't know how to express it. Perhaps he was moved by Wu Fusheng's various actions along the way. He wanted to say something for Wu Fusheng. Although it was a bit dangerous, "Wu Fusheng still found her."

Qi Guojuan said nothing.

Fangzheng said in a bad mood: "I just, just wonder if there is such a possibility. Wu Fusheng still has Jin Jiaqi in his heart. At least after listening to the story for one night, and considering Wu Fusheng's performance, I think Wu Fusheng has already done something. choose."

"Um, sorry, if you can, you can pretend that I didn't say anything."

Qi Guojuan looked sideways and smiled strangely: "Are you afraid of me?"

"Is there?" Fangzheng rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and smiled to himself, "There must be a little."

Facing Qi Guojuan's clear gaze, he paused, "How should I say it?"

"Well, it's probably because I've been an outlier since I was a child. The ability to get along with people is not congenitally enough, and the experience is not acquired enough, but life has been smooth all the time, uh."

Fangzheng hesitated for a moment, "I don't know what I want to express either."

"In short, during the time I've known you, I found that the surprises that exist in life are greater than my understanding of surprises themselves, so I'm a little worried."

Qi Guo didn't answer, and looked away after a while, took out a wet wipe from his bag and handed it over.

He said softly, "Wipe off your sweat."
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Taking the tissue from Jin Jiaqi, Wu Fusheng wiped his forehead.

Unkempt and disheveled, there was no such thing as his usual high spirits. At this moment, Wu Fusheng looked downcast, and his wobbly body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.

Jin Jiaqi never imagined that one day Wu Fusheng would appear in front of her in such a form, just like she never imagined that one day she would be able to stand in front of him so generously in a short skirt.

Four eyes facing each other.

Some people have words in their eyes, and some people have words in their hearts.

But no one speaks with their mouths.

"Passengers heading to Silver City, please pay attention, the one you are taking."

All kinds of life and death are staged at the airport every day. There is nothing new under the sun. With the voice broadcast, the crowd is getting shorter and shorter.

Time was speeding up in the countdown of the hourglass, and Jin Jiaqi didn't expect, nor did she think that at the end, she still had to speak first.

To tell the truth, she was very curious at the moment, she really wanted to ask Wu Fusheng why it took him more than two hours to get himself in such a mess and walk in front of her.

Not reconciled?

What are you doing so early?
Hands are also held, is it still short of kissing and going to bed?

Jin Jiaqi could hardly control the negative emotions that were soaring in her body every second, and her eyes became colder and colder. At the moment when she wished to pierce Wu Fusheng's heart with her eyes, she finally controlled herself.

Seek kindness.

She chose to leave, and Wu Fusheng chose to find her at the end.

It can be regarded as not indebted to each other.

She didn't want to leave any stain on this memory.

"Thank you for coming to see me off for the last time."

The moment she opened her mouth, Jin Jiaqi's eyes returned to the past, "Where's Brother Chong?"

Wu Fusheng turned his head, and Jin Jiaqi also looked. The two saw Fang Zheng and Qi Guojuan in the distance, and Lao Tang who was farther away was waving to them.

Jin Jiaqi also raised her arms and waved at Lao Tang.

"Goodbye."

Withdrawing her gaze, Jin Jiaqi looked at Wu Fusheng and said relaxedly, for a moment, "We won't be in touch for a while, I want to relax by myself, I think there is still something to be friends with in the future."

After finishing speaking, Jin Jiaqi nodded, "Is there anything else to say?"

Wu Fusheng: "Che Lin won."

Jin Jiaqi: "I know."

Wu Fusheng: "So the game is not over yet."

Jin Jiaqi: "The game is over."

Wu Fusheng grinned: "Can't afford it?"

When Jin Jiaqi heard these three words, the fire in her heart rushed to her throat, and she shouted uncontrollably: "Wu Fusheng, don't you understand human language? I'm done! The game between us is over! !"

The two became the focus of the scene again.

The four people in the distance finally heard what the two were saying, and they immediately became nervous.

But Wu Fusheng seemed to be tickled by a gust of wind on his face, and smiled even more cheaply, "If you can't afford it, you can't afford it, but, Jin Laosan, I don't blame you."

Jin Jiaqi felt dizzy for a while, sometimes Wu Fusheng's words could drive her to death!
The hysterical yell just now made her brain short of oxygen for a short time. She half bent over, leaning on her waist, her chest rising and falling, panting and pointing at Wu Fusheng again: "Why do you blame me? You still have to show some shame! "

Wu Fusheng continued to be happy, as if the other party was angrier, the happier he was, "Of course I can't blame you. I'm willing to bet against you. Why are you betting with me?"

Jin Jiaqi shook her head and calmed down, almost being led by Wu Fusheng again. After a while, she calmly said: "Wu Fusheng, leave us the last bit of dignity for each other, is it okay?"

Wu Fusheng put away his smile: "After playing this game, the road will be bright."

Jin Jiaqi raised her head and wiped the corners of her eyes, then nodded slightly: "Okay, you won, you can ask."

Wu Fusheng took out two folded paper buckles from his pocket, "The paper buckle on the left hand was folded temporarily on Laotang Road, and the paper buckle on the right hand was signed by us that day."

Speaking of which, Wu Fusheng put the paper buttons in his left hand back into his pocket, "To tell you the truth, I know the problems in the two paper buttons, but I abide by the rules of the game."

After finishing speaking, Wu Fusheng tore off the paper button, looked at the line above and asked, "From today on, we won't be brothers anymore, okay?"

Jin Jiaqi: "Okay, starting today, we are no longer brothers, good luck, and say sorry to Brother Chong for me."

After finishing speaking, Jin Jiaqi took one last look at Wu Fusheng. She wanted to take a look, but tears blurred her world.

"Goodbye."

Saying these two words with all her strength, Jin Jiaqi turned around and walked calmly towards the last person in the security inspection line.

Looking at this scene from a distance, several sighs sounded from the three corners of the check-in hall.

Even though Wu Fusheng was yelled at in the car, Qi Guojuan still hoped that the two of them could get together, and as a participant tonight, she felt Wu Fusheng's sincerity.

Fangzheng plans to go back tonight and leave a message to Tchaikovsky using the account that I eat my ass, hoping that the other party can hold on. He can feel Wu Fusheng's despair hidden behind his back at this moment from a distance of more than ten meters.

Obviously they both arrived, and they both pretended to be each other in their hearts, maybe he still doesn't understand love, maybe this is the most essential difference between life and stories.

Lao Tang covered his face with his hands sadly, Lao Tang didn't want to face this last moment.

Lao Tang is uncomfortable, very fucking uncomfortable.

In comparison, Lin Youyou didn't feel very uncomfortable, but felt bitter in her heart one after another.

She didn't know how much pain Jin Jiaqi had endured to make the decision to turn around. If it was her, she would be thinking about the circumstances under which she would turn around so resolutely.

Regret, melancholy, endless regret and melancholy linger in the hearts of four people like the second part of Bach.

Looking at Jin Jiaqi's dead and silent back together, they couldn't even think of letting Wu Fusheng catch up.

The suffocation gradually turned into a black barrier, blocking the light, and the entire hall seemed to be plunged into darkness.

Wu Fusheng looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away from him, and he still had that smile on his face. He couldn't stop smiling. When he saw Jin Jiaqi again, no matter how much the other party laughed and shouted at him, he couldn't help but think about it. laugh.

"Let's get married."

Five words that were neither too big nor too small, neither too long nor too short, floated out of Wu Fusheng's mouth.

Not far away.

click.

Jin Jiaqi was struck by lightning, unable to take another step, the barrier in her heart seemed to be cracked.

"when."

She didn't know why she blurted out shamelessly.

I don't know if the other party can hear it or not.

She stood on the high wall bearing the violent wind and rain, crumbling.

She didn't dare to breathe, and with every breath, a piece of her heart was cut off.

It hurts.

It hurts.

"April 4 next year."

Feeling the warm chest pressed against her back, Jin Jiaqi no longer had any strength in her body, she raised her head and leaned back. Maybe there was a cliff behind her at this moment, so she didn't care.

It was the first time she discovered that being held in Wu Fusheng's arms felt like this, and she wished that time would stand still at this moment.

"Why April 4th."

"You know I've always had trouble picking presents."

Some people laughed and cried, and some people laughed with pain.

"Is there such a proposal?"

"Am I proposing?"

"Do you know what a jerk you are?"

Jin Jiaqi said and stretched out her hand to Wu Fusheng's left pocket, took out another paper button, and opened it for a moment.

'Jin Jiaqi, I love you. '

call--

"on purpose."

"No way."

"You know everything."

"Yes."

The next second, Jin Jiaqi closed her eyes and looked up to the sky.

In the next second, she struggled out of Wu Fusheng's arms suddenly, turned around and raised her hand, squeezed out all the strength in her body and pulled forward fiercely.

"Crack!" a sound resounded throughout the hall.

"Why are you still laughing!?"

Seeing Wu Fusheng's blood-stained mouth still raised high, Jin Jiaqi shook her head in a daze, she didn't believe it, she couldn't believe it, she wanted to wake up this dream!

"Liar." Tears of despair finally formed a thread.

Wu Fusheng stepped forward and gently wiped away the tears on Jin Jiaqi's face with his hands, "Because it's Jin Jiaqi."

The four eyes meet again.

One tender, one angry.

moment.

Wu Fusheng put away his smile.

"Fifty-eight years."

"I didn't realize until today that the short-haired girl standing in the shade of a tree 14 years ago, looking at me with the same angry eyes as you are now, has already lived in my heart."

"I know I was wrong."

"I don't beg your forgiveness."

"But I have to tell you once in person."

"Jin Jiaqi, I love you, and I want to be with you forever."

"call--"

"Okay, I'm done talking."

Jin Jiaqi: "What do you mean?"

Wu Fusheng suddenly grinned again: "I won't delay your flight."

In the next second, Jin Jiaqi rushed towards Wu Fusheng, jumped up and punched him.

Hiss—the four people in the distance gasped in unison.

Then I saw the two of them rolling to the ground together.

For a moment, the two looked at the top of their heads without any scruples, and passed through the transparent hall roof, the night was still so clear.

"Wu Fusheng."

"Ok?"

"You're in for a big deal."

"Your hands are so soft."

"cut."

As he spoke, the two hands clasped each other even tighter.

"Wu Fusheng."

"Ah."

"I love you too."

"Then let's get married."

"when."

"April 4 next year."

"Okay, but on April 4th I want a double gift."

"make a deal."
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Lao Tang really couldn't stand it anymore, the point was that he didn't know the specific situation now, but he didn't plan to deal with these two bastards anymore.

Crying and laughing and hugging, tsk tsk, it's really a headache.

Speaking of which, they are all respectable people in their respective circles.

Hey.

Let's lie down, let's lie down, it's all over, why don't you lie down in another place?
Lao Tang let out a smirk in his heart, hahahaha, oops, hahahaha, so shy.

After a little wretchedness, he took out his mobile phone with less than 20.00% battery.

With a click, he took a photo and sent it to Lin Youyou.

Immediately afterwards, 57 also sent him a photo.

Hey?
Lao Tang blinked.

In the photo, besides the two on the ground, there are him and Qi Guojuan Fangzheng.

He tilted his head and carefully checked the shooting angle in the photo, then raised his head to look around, and took a closer look. In front of the railing on the third floor, the woman in loose casual clothes and a fisherman's hat was Lin Youyou.

The look is very touristy and cool.

Lin Youyou made a victory gesture from the air.

Lao Tang also gave a thumbs up in response.

Then he lowered his head and picked up the phone, his eyes returned to the dialogue between the two of them.

Old Tang: Sister Youyou, are you free for a while?
57: Huh?

Lao Tang: I want to chat with you, if it is convenient.

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Half an hour later, in the corner of the hall.

"Sister Youyou, there is one more thing I want to ask.

"please say."

"Why are you willing to help Wu Fusheng?"

(End of this chapter)