Chapter 252 (1/2)
In Gongmou's wonderful piano sound and the expectations of the people in Xiyuan, a month passed and nuoyue did not come back.
Three months passed, new year's Day arrived, nuoyue still did not come back.
The Spring Festival is coming. Is Spring Festival coming?
Gongmou stood on the chair and carefully pasted the Spring Festival couplets to nuoyue's Wenyin shop. The girl passing by asked him: ”male god, there are still a few days to celebrate the new year. Sister Yueyue may not come back. Do you want to go home for the Spring Festival?”
Gong Mou shook his head and said with a smile, ”I won't go home before I wait for Yueyue. Especially during the Spring Festival, if he comes home and it's cold and dark, I'll be distressed.”
The girls all said with heartache: ”but male god, if Yueyue elder sister doesn't go home, aren't you very lonely here celebrating the new year alone? Otherwise, you can go to my home for the Spring Festival. My family all know you and like you. If you come, they will be very welcome and happy
”Why, why go to your house? If you want to go, you should also go to my home. My home is relatively large, and there are beautiful empty rooms. If you want to go, you should go to my house too! ”
”No, no, no, no, I'll go to my house. My father is a cook, and my mother can make a lot of snacks. My brother studies art, and he must have a common language with male gods. I'd better go to my house...”
”Thank you for your concern.” Gong Mou smiles, ”but I won't go anywhere.”
”Oh --” several girls' faces showed disappointment, and then picked up the things in their hands. ”Little brother, this is a rural specialty that my grandmother asked me to give you. There are bacon, ham, brown seeds, dried vegetables, which are very delicious.”
”This is dried fish and eight delicacies cake made by our family. My parents said that I have taught so many piano lessons here. This is a gift of thanks. If I don't give all the gifts to you, I won't go home in the future.”
”This is the osmanthus wine made by our family. You must try it, handsome man. If sister Yueyue comes back, she can also taste it. It's very delicious...”
Gong Mou stepped down from the chair and took over the gifts in their hands: ”thank you very much for your kindness. I will take these gifts and thank your family for me.”
”Ouye, the God accepted my proposal. Oh, I'm so happy...” Several girls face red, almost dare not look at him, smile at him, shyly stretched out scissors hand to run.
Gong Mou smiles and walks into his piano shop with a gift. Although the weather is getting colder and nuoyue has never been seen, the new year's gifts from neighbors all over the house still make him feel happy and warm.
He sat down in front of the piano, took a deep breath, put his fingers on the keys, and played the nocturne No. 1 in B flat minor, which was beautiful, slow, quiet and quiet. This piece of music is not high pitch, rhythm is not intense, will not disturb others, is suitable for this kind of twilight time.
There are few pedestrians in the street. The small group of lights shine under the package of the fine snow, which guides the Wanderers back home.
A taxi stopped at the entrance of Caishikou. Nuoyue stepped out of the door with his long legs of red high-heeled leather boots. Then he took the newly bought trolley case and walked on the only familiar street. He walked slowly to the front, slowly savoring the bits and pieces here.
Five months! She even stayed outside for five months, so long that she thought she might never come back. However, when she decided to go back here for the Chinese new year, she was so deeply missed here that she took a taxi to Caishikou and walked home along the hundreds of meters long street.
Home Does she have a home?
No. However, if there is a place in the world that is similar to ”home” for her, it must be here.
So she came back, even though it was just a room of darkness, cold and emptiness waiting for her.