Miss Bach's Crab Canon

"Strange... I heard a voice just now..."

"You are... oh, Galina, the youngest little princess." The voice sounded old and lazy, but not hostile.

"... Strange... Is it because I'm not qualified to see you? Or was my vision impaired before... Why... I can't see anything?" Jialina didn't see any demons, not even resembling them.

But there was a sound... She was keenly aware of the location of the sound... It came from the seat.But the chair is facing him, and no one is sitting on it?strangeness……

But even stranger, this chair...

Ok?

"Why...is it all made of...gold...?" She was taken aback.

"Your vision is not bad." The chair made of gold praised her with an old voice.

109. The Abandoned

Its golden color has strong traces of history.

It's like... Galina remembered the room on the first floor where she kept her jewelry, and there were many jewelry inherited from her ancestors.Most of those gemstones are still bright, but gold and silver are stained with strong traces of history, and fresh gold bars are two different concepts.

And by candlelight, where did the golden seat in front of him inherit from?

No, let’s not talk about this golden chair, just talk about this room... Jialina is very sure that this is a room that was cut from somewhere and then moved here on purpose. Everything was kept at a certain point in time, and then Stand still.

Galina can't believe how this all happened, but she has other things to do than delve into history.

"I am Galina Amslow Lomonosov, Golden Chair... Sir? Ma'am? How should I be called? I would like to pay my respects because you are with our family , has gone through hundreds of years of history, and has always cared for us, including my long hair, its color contains magic power, it is said that you—”

"You—talk too much."

"Uh……"

The golden seat expresses its displeasure.

Its words are indifferent, like a famous doctor who doesn't like worldly affairs and is always rushed to help by rich people all over the world.That kind of metal-like coldness will announce death in the next second - its tone exudes such an aura.

The room fell into dead silence, and before Carina stepped over the threshold, the door was abruptly closed.

There is still half of the candlestick left, and the wax has been turned into fluid and slowly piled up.

It was clear that the room was quiet and windless, but the candles kept flickering.

Galina felt a strong fear, it was all too weird.

What is the devil that my family has signed contracts with since ancient times?Could it be that he is going to devour the Lord?No... perhaps the family is not its master, but... but bred, manipulated... or... no...

"Please be quiet."

"...Ann, be quiet?"

"It just means shut up."

The golden seat blew up the room with a very dull voice. The language is full of magic, and it can even make people feel that the soul is separated from the body.Undoubtedly, the golden seat... No, the devil is angry, but Jialina doesn't know where she angered it.

The golden seat continued: "Do you understand? When you want to smell the smell in the air, you want to turn off the music, take off the earphones, and close your eyes."

"Uh?"

"This is what you humans call synesthesia, and it's also a body signal of concentration." The golden seat talked about what caught Jialina off guard, "And now, I hope you keep silent, because... tell me ? Little girl."

because……

for what?

Galina's fingers touched her forehead because it felt cool and damp, but it turned out to be cold sweat.

She is being disguised as...or a powerful demon possessed on the golden seat. Threat, temptation, consideration!According to her common sense, once she fails, she will fall into an irreversible situation.

But Jialina is not an ordinary person, her instinct replaced reason, and she interpreted the meaning of the devil first.

"Because, when I talk, it will disturb you... Sniff a certain smell?"

"I'm glad you finally understand."

Smell... Wait, is it because the devil wants to devour human beings, so they use their noses to smell the smell first?Maybe a girl like me who is rich in magic, pure and flawless, sixteen years old and takes a bath every day is the most delicious one?

As if to confirm this idea, the demon whispered——

"Come closer to me, I allow it."

Jialina seemed to be dominated by words, and her steps moved forward spontaneously, getting closer to the demon.

Although this chair does not have any organs, it can perceive the world. Through the similarity in appearance, it can know that Jialina is the heir of an acquaintance, and it can also hear the chirping voice of this heir.In addition, you can smell a certain taste.

From Carina - a familiar smell.

"……is her."

"……is her?"

"You go, child. I don't want to smell the aftertaste of this magic, I don't like..."

"but--"

Before Jialina wanted to say something, the mood of the gold chair suddenly changed.The sadness emanating from its soul permeates the whole room, like opening a window when it rains, and the whole room will be filled with moisture.

The golden seat seems to be sick, talking to nothingness.

Raving in that ancient, painful voice mixed with thousands of exclamations.

"I don't want to remember...I don't want to be abandoned again...I hate myself, you, and them...I curse the passing of time, I curse the fate that can't save the past, I curse the coming of the future, I...I hate that Taste, I hate her."

The candle went out.

It was as if someone had flooded the air with the smoke of an extinct candle in order to cover up the smell in the air.

It stopped raving and sighed softly.

"Child, let's go, get out of here."

"I... I don't know what is tormenting you, and I don't know what smell I have that makes you so excited... Uh..." Jialina was afraid that her words would offend the other party and cause the family to lose the heir, But she understood the feelings in the other party's raving.

It was the helpless cry of the abandoned.

Jialina snapped her fingers and relit the candle with her tiny magic: "But I can understand you, because my parents also abandoned me, sorry, I empathized with you without authorization."

I don't know how long the golden seat was silent, but it was the length of time for people to recall a period of life.

Then--

"Tell me, the reason why you came to me, I agree."

With a sigh, it doesn't want someone to be rejected by anyone again.

As a sign, the rich silk quilt on the bunk in the house was thrown back at one corner to allow her a place to sit.

After expressing her gratitude, Jialina sat upright by the bed: "You have concluded... some kind of contract with our family... Are you like a guardian spirit? My grandmother never said this to me, my parents I haven't been home since I can remember... I don't know who to ask and get to know you."

"...Guardian spirit? No, I did conclude a contract with your ancestors. It was following the footsteps of the person it loves, and then came to me, and found that I possessed magical power and was enlightened. chatted with me... we..."

The golden seat spoke slowly, like the clouds in the valley, lazily and not scattered.

"—we are all abandoned."

"...my... ancestor, and you?"

"Her beloved bid farewell to her without even giving her a chance to express her heart. And I... the one who enlightened my intelligence, gave me my destiny, and liberated me from the natural rise and fall, never remembered me again. One day, one year, ten years... a hundred years... I was abandoned here, forever."

The abandoned person has no indignation, and no longer hates anything, but fills his tone with lamentation.

"The contract we signed with your ancestors, your ancestors' descendants, is very simple. I hope they will grow up in magical attainments, and then...then...put an end to my existence, so that I will no longer silently wait .”

"...Uh, could it be... Could it be that grandma didn't let me get close to you..." Jialina covered her mouth.

"Because you are a magician enough to fulfill this agreement, there is no need to chat with the dying person."

……

The recording studio is very laid back.

Joannes sat in the church, enjoying the emptiness of being alone.

She finished recording the piano, and Daphne said, "Oh, impeccable, oh, I'm opening this side", so she got free time.

She was in a good mood, and she wanted to take advantage of this spare time to clean up the church, but it was too big, next time.So she came near the organ, pondering the lyrics for Daphne's singing.

In fact, before this, they discussed it for a while——

"Joannis, what do I need to sing? I understand modern music, they generally sing about love, history, society, culture, self, complex but free, just pay attention to a little rhythm, then our lyrics should be How to write it?"

"Sing all."

"Sing all?"

"With the theme of singing about our guitarist, she and I draw materials for love, she and I travel through history, she tells me about modern society, she teaches me the culture of modern music, she allows me to express myself through music, she gives me Complicated work and rest rules and free creative space."

"……Oh shit."

"And she's beautiful! Singing about beautiful things is the best."

"……damn it."

In this way, the ancient Greek goddess, as the lead singer, dictated the content of the lyrics: poetry in different languages.

Daphne came all the way from ancient Greece to modern times, experienced too much history, and is the great laurel crown goddess who symbolizes victory and poetry, so the first thing she thought of was poetry, poetry, poetry!She has a lot to sing about.

And Joannes is also an ancient person, and has also experienced the folk songs and folk literature of that time, so poetry in German dialects, Luther Zong's religious advice, allusions, and fantasy stories sung by folk bards have become the composition of the lyrics. another part of .

It is also for this reason that Yoannis is writing down the lyrics while recalling.

But the song does not serve the lyrics. On the contrary, the lyrics sung by Daphne serve the whole song, more like a complex and full-bodied musical instrument... This is also an important aspect of progressive rock common features.

However, there is another point that bothers Ioannis: Why does Daphne have a mobile phone?When did Gao Yiyu buy it for her?Didn't even buy it for me...

Daphne is still "chasing up, selling, and clearing positions", "the art of making money is self-restraint, and the root of profit is stop loss". I don't know what she is doing, but she said "opening" and gave her a break , It's still very long... I don't know what I'm doing.

Thoughts were racing, Ioannis missed the people who weren't here.

If she is here, I can ask a good question...

……

at the same time--

"Well... that... I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I shouldn't have picked the lock to come in... and I shouldn't have used school property without permission." Gao Yiyu lowered his head, very sincerely, the key is to practice self-reflection skillfully.

In school, as a student, respecting teachers is the reason why human beings are civilized.

Mainly, when I made a mistake...

"I won't do it again next time, but I can assure you that I have no intention of stealing. I'm just poor and want to pursue music."

Teacher Wang had a stern face, with an expression of "you can continue to make up nonsense".

This teacher is a very traditional educator, and he is about to retire now.In the early years, he worked hard to get a diploma, and voluntarily left the big city to come to the southwestern border where mining is the main industry to support national construction.Life is peaceful, but she feels fulfilled.

She has seen all kinds of students, but Gao Yiyu is the only one like this.

"Okay, okay, it's not the first time I've caught you... You're not a bad student and a thief, of course we understand, but didn't I give you the key and permission to use it casually?"

"Oh, this... Habitual prying—oh no, I put the key in the classroom drawer, and now I have online classes, I haven't been to the classroom..."

"It's quite clever, forget it, I don't blame you."

"Hey, sounds good, right?" Gao Yiyu was very happy, because Teacher Wang stood outside for a long time, and came in to arrest people after the performance was over.

Teacher Wang smiled and asked, "But why do I hear the drums and the piano, but only see you?"

Miaomiao has already hid in Gao Yiyu's hoodie, perhaps still holding her breath, just hoping not to extinguish herself due to lack of oxygen.

"I recorded the drums with my mobile phone." Gao Yiyu answered without beating his heart and blushing.

Although Teacher Wang thought it was strange, he actually didn't intend to pursue it. After all, Gao Yiyu is a very famous student and is very popular in all aspects.The key is that she is a beautiful girl, if she really needs to be trained...it will make people lose confidence...

But as an educator, Teacher Wang still wants to discuss some essential things with her.

"Have you considered which school to go to?"

"……Uh?"

"I remember your cultural background is very good. Now that you give up music and work hard, you will definitely be able to study a good major in a big city. Or if you want to take the road of music, I also encourage and support you very much. Before domestic music schools found We wanted you, but you refused...Maybe it's time to think about it?"

This brought Gao Yiyu back to the skinny reality in an instant, back to those days before he met Deli Duoli.

But she didn't feel particularly sorry, instead she found some places that could be used.