Juliet Tower

Chapter 47

After the afternoon performance, they stayed in the small auditorium for a while.

The parents and students had almost left, Qiao Yumian stood in the corner and received many inexplicable attentions, feeling uncomfortable all over, but due to being polite, he always smiled decently in return.

"Come back, school girl, stop the exhibition." An Jiayu finally finished the cutscene socializing with the teachers, put his arms around his shoulders and walked to the dormitory with him.

"...People haven't gone far, you should pay attention to the image. At least it's the signboard of the orchestra, the face of the school." Qiao Yumian shook off his arm with a smile. This person just now looked proud on stage, I don't know how many parents and future schoolmates have longed for it.

"Anyway, they'll be graduating in a year. They'd better find a new face as soon as possible." An Jiayu disagreed.

Back in the dormitory, Qiao Yumian tidied up her schoolbag, and saw that An Jiayu had changed into a mint green short-sleeved hooded sweater, with an avocado embroidered on one corner of the large kangaroo pocket on her abdomen.He opened the cage door and put Joe, who was squatting in a daze on the swing, into his pocket.It's been more than a month since he left, and the responsible owner naturally found a boarding place for the little guy.

"Don't give it to Teacher Liu?" Qiao Yumian asked.

"Well, take it back and give it to my dad for fun. He has bought a new cage, although it's not as luxurious as this one."

Seemingly understanding that An Jiayu wanted to take it away, Joe remained motionless abnormally.It is fatter than the long-haired chinchilla, and it is the size of a melon. It falls motionless at the bottom of the pocket, making An Jiayu's shadow on the wall look like a young pregnant woman.

"When are you leaving for the United States?" Qiao Yumian asked, staring at An Jiayu's protruding clothes.

"Next week." An Jiayu cleaned the cage, grabbed another bag of opened timothy grass and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

"When will you be back?" He leaned over and touched the very honest Joe through a layer of clothes, as if touching another person's belly, warm and soft.

"It depends on the situation. If everything goes well, you won't have to go back for a month." An Jiayu stood there straightened up and touched him for a while, then turned around to wash her hands, and by the way, took out the last small nectarine from the refrigerator and broke it open. , biting half by himself, and stuffing the other half into Qiao Yumian's mouth, jokingly said, "If you are eliminated in the preliminary round, you will come back in a few days." His fingers still had wet water, resting on the corner of Qiao Yumian's mouth.

"Yeah." He carefully took a bite of the crunchy and sweet hard peach, his teeth narrowly avoided Baby An Jiayu's fingers, and the tip of his tongue touched the water on the man's fingers.

"Are you worried? It's okay. Although the competition is fierce...but I'm not bad." An Jiayu leaned in front of him and stared at him, patiently waiting for the peach to be swallowed before posting it, "Don't be so cold. "

In fact, he wasn't very worried about An Jiayu's match, but he was naturally depressed when he thought that they would not see each other for a long time after today.

Qiao Yumian opened her mouth halfway, biting those two cool lips lightly, desperately resisting the urge to use force.The tip of An Jiayu's tongue is always hot, like a flame in his mouth, and the oxygen is easily burned out.He simply gave up thinking and indulged in the momentary pleasure in front of him.

Qiao Yumian felt that the time they kissed seemed to be getting longer and longer, like some kind of addiction symptoms, the longer the time, the more inseparable they became.

He took a deep breath, and lightly said cheers to An Jiayu, but before the words landed, he was bitten back by the man, and the big mouse twisted its body in dissatisfaction between the two tightly pressed bodies.

Half a month after the start of the school year, the experimental middle school received frequent reports of success.

In the self-study class, the head teacher walked into the classroom with brisk steps, stepped onto the podium, and his middle heels made a short clicking sound on the ground. "I have something to announce." She clapped her hands and interrupted the students who were engrossed in the practice questions of the test paper. "Good news. Our class monitor passed the preliminary round of the physics competition."

Everyone was not surprised. They clapped their hands sporadically and continued their learning progress.

So to say……

Sure enough, Han Zhuoyi was not surprised.When Qiao Yumian brushed Aunt Yu's Moments on the bus after school, she knew that tonight would not be easy.

It only took him 10 minutes to solve the problem at dinner, and Li Huijun kept urging him with his deeply knit eyebrows.

When he opened the circle of friends, just a simple word of praise for his daughter would hurt the self-esteem of a middle-aged woman.

"Qiao Yumian, what are you doing?" Li Huijun was like a cat, standing silently less than half a meter behind him, holding a glass of milk with protein powder, glaring at him, "I'm not studying, I'm looking at my phone ?You're getting thicker now, why don't you be indifferent when you see others are so good? You're really more and more like Qiao Zhe."

Sure enough, the undisguised accusations were harsher and meaner than before.

... He took the milk and drank it in one breath.Protein powder tastes like lime.

Li Huijun stood beside him, watching him drink the milk with his head up, as if he was expecting that this spoonful of protein powder would immediately act on his son's brain, transforming him into a genius.

But for this futile hope, he could not refuse, nor could he achieve it.

Qiao Yumian tried hard for a long time but still couldn't fall asleep, staring at the light in the crack of the door for a long time.

In the dead of night, everyone breaks away from their social roles and restores their original colors. The fragility and sensibility in their hearts surge up one after another.

He was not immune either, and at this moment he was driven by stinging self-esteem and crazy miss.

It is 02:30 PM New York time.He picked up his phone, clicked on An Jiayu's WeChat, tapped the screen and typed out the three words "how are you?", then hesitated for 3 minutes, and deleted each word one by one.

never mind.He squeezed his phone and looked at the ceiling.

Don't bother him, don't pressure him, and don't let him be distracted by himself.

Hey.

Three hours later, the vibration in the palm of his hand woke him up, Qiao Yumian opened his heavy eyelids, it was 15:[-], [-] minutes before the alarm clock rang.

—— Qiao Yumian.

It's Anjia fish.

He awoke immediately from his stupor.You must know that since An Jiayu landed in New York and reported that she was safe, they had no contact with each other.

--Um.

He replied immediately.

——Can you make a video? 5 minutes will do.

Qiao Yumian immediately took out an earphone and plugged it in, hid under the quilt, and sent a video request.

"You... where are you?" An Jiayu looked at the pitch-black screen in astonishment, raised the phone and turned it around, as if looking for a signal, "I can't see you...is it a card..."

"No card." Qiao Yumian whispered.The person on the screen is holding a black bow tie with his left hand, two buttons of the shirt in the black suit are undone, and the thin sweat on the collarbone reflects light.

"...Are you...under the quilt..." An Jiayu immediately realized, "I'm fine... I just came out of the concert hall... I'm going to fly to Genoa after tomorrow's post-match recital."

"Here... the competition is over?" His mouth was almost pressed against the microphone, the kitchen door opened and closed, and Li Huijun was already preparing breakfast.

"Hmm... Hey." An Jiayu is afraid of the heat, her cheeks and neck are flushed, the three layers of formal clothes are still a bit early for this season, and the amount of exercise for playing the violin is not small.

Seeing this arrogant smile that was so confident, Qiao Yumian's heart felt a little hot, and he became excited. The Indianapolis Violin Competition is one of the most important international competitions today.Bonuses, Tourte-Voirin inlaid gold bow, the right to use the old Stradivari violin worth tens of millions, album recording... This is just the beginning, the road full of flowers and applause for the performer will be gradually paved open.

He said softly: "Then you, pay attention to safety. Paganini also wants to work hard."

"Well. You can lift the quilt and let me take a look at you. You don't need to talk. I'll hang up after just one look."

Qiao Yumian rubbed her eyes in the dark, and combed her hair with her fingers indiscriminately before lifting the quilt.

The morning light is a hazy natural filter, covering the slightly swollen facial features.He smiled at An Jiayu and said good morning to him with his lips.

At the end of the month, the two led by Han Zhuoyi broke into the finals of the Physics Olympiad without any suspense, and the school's honor list was updated.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing in the window is the oversized poster of playing the violin in a formal suit.

Indianapolis, Paganini, winner of two international competitions in the same year.An Jiayu's commemoration of coming of age seems a bit too grand.

At the beginning of October, he ended his journey of competitions and performances, and the school even held a separate morning meeting for him that day.The students from the first year to the third year of high school crowded in the auditorium, standing amidst the envy and praise in the rustling, Qiao Yumian raised his head together with everyone, looking up at the vigorous figure, as if he had lost weight...Running around, tall Intense competition... This is not a height that can be achieved by the word "genius".

They didn't get a chance to be alone until lunch break.

Qiao Yumian pushed open the familiar door, An Jiayu was waiting for him with scissors: "On the stage, I saw that your bangs were about to cover your eyes."

"Thank you." He pushed away the scissors and hugged his musician boyfriend who returned home in triumph. "Aren't you tired if you don't cut today?"

... An Jiayu lowered his hand holding the scissors, lowered his head slowly, and pressed his smooth forehead against his shoulder: "I'm exhausted. Damn. I'm tired enough from the competition, and I have to deal with all these things. Hurry up, Give me a kiss."

The author says:

Add more!Being so sweet by them...