When several teachers from the Youth Palace arrived, the doctors just opened the door and walked out. She looked inside from the door and saw that Teacher Gu was "sucked" from the hospital bed by the two big suction cups in the doctor's hand like a carp, and then fell back heavily. His thin and pale chest was clearly marked with ribs. Yu Zhouzhou covered his mouth in fear, raised his head to ask for help and looked at Chen Yan.

"It's just an electric shock. Don't be afraid."

Chen An was still very gentle, but at this moment Yu Zhouzhou suddenly felt that he looked very much like the moon he saw when he was a child. The moon in the afternoon was so faint that it was invisible, but it made people like a devil and couldn't help looking up for a long time.

"Are the clothes ready?" A doctor who was sweating profusely for CPR while wiping the sweat, and a female teacher handed him a bottle of Coke and said with a smile, Doctor, this is just bought, take a sip of water and take a break.

It seemed that because the person in front of him was not a relative of Teacher Gu, the doctor spoke very straightforwardly. He unscrewed the bottle cap and gudong drank two mouthfuls, wrinkled his nose and said, "It seems that he can't save me. Just prepare it."

This sentence seemed to be a signal to death. Yu Zhouzhou ran to the door and leaned against the door and looked inside. He actually saw Grandpa Gu open his eyes and staring straight at her.

The last ray of light flashed in his dry eyes, and Yu Zhouzhou burst into tears in an instant.

"Grandpa Gu has something to say!" She turned around and shouted at Chen An, "You take off the mask from his face!"

Chen An patted her shoulder comfortably, "Zhou Zhou, calm down."

But he had something to say, but he couldn't say it. Yu Zhouzhou was crying quickly. She grabbed Chen An's sleeve tightly, and in tears, she seemed to be busy doctors and nurses who stopped, removed various tubes and instruments from Teacher Gu, and then said a few words to the teachers next to her.

"Chen An, watch the child wait outside, let's go in and clean up."

Chen An hugged Yu Zhouzhou and patted her head gently.

"There is no difference between death and going to travel far, it's just that you can never see it again. Just think of Grandpa Gu as a long trip. Just like those little friends when you were a child, or those classmates who were about to go to another place to go to junior high school, everything just disappeared."

"Different," Yu Zhouzhou shook his head stubbornly, "Those people may be seen, or they may not be seen. But there is no chance for those who have died."

Chen An choked by her and could only smile embarrassedly, "Majority of them may be lying."

About half an hour later, Teacher Gu's body had been sorted out and was about to push it to the morgue. Yu Zhouzhou walked timidly to the bed and was shocked to find that the person lying on the bed had such a strange face.

"This is……"

"After people die, they will change. When you grow up, you will understand when you learn more knowledge."

Yu Zhouzhou's tears were suddenly taken back. Facing such an increasingly stranger, she couldn't cry.

Yu Zhouzhou felt extremely panic about the fact that tears disappeared - not crying means cold-blooded, not crying is unfilial, impolite, and... This anxiety makes her wink out desperately, and she keeps replaying her mind the way Grandpa Gu arched her body and smiled when she helped her install the spinner under the newly bought strings, and the hunched back who was standing on the stage in an infinitely lonely and lonely way - she was just recalling madly, not just for the sake of memories, she just wanted to evoke her lost sadness.

Yu Zhouzhou lowered her head, and Chen An's solemn face made her very ashamed, so she didn't dare to look up and let him find his eyes suddenly dry.

"If you can't cry, don't force yourself to squeeze out your tears."

It's funny to say that this gentle sentence made Yu Zhouzhou burst into tears in an instant - it was not a memory of Grandpa Gu, Yu Zhouzhou was just crying anxiously.

"Grandpa Gu can always understand your little thoughts, so he will understand you."

Chen An is really good at inducing others to cry. After hearing this sensational statement, Yu Zhouzhou looked at him with tears in his eyes and then at the stranger lying on the hospital bed.

When the funeral was held, the Youth Palace gave Grandpa Gu enough face, a crowded wreath and a sea of ​​wreaths and the bustling students who were organized to attend the funeral were enough to prove that the bustling students who were "peaches and students all over the world"... Yu Zhouzhou snuggled up to Chen An, hugged his arm tightly, and lowered his head, for fear that others would find out that she was not crying.

Yu Zhouzhou found that some function in his body always had temporary failure, but they would return home inadvertently to work again. On another Sunday morning, when Yu Zhouzhou came to the band’s empty rehearsal room early, put down his schoolbag and stood in front of the already cold heating, suddenly there was a sense of incongruity of time and space.

She stretched out her hand, with the snow-white back and slender fingers gently placed on the heating, unable to feel the heat.

Suddenly, the creaking sound of the door opening came from behind. Yu Zhouzhou suddenly turned around and invisibly a pair of big hands grabbed her heart hard.

The office door slowly opened, Yu Zhouzhou took a nervous breath and stared at the glimmer of light from the door.

"I tell you, if the child is put on my place, you can rest assured my sister-in-law. Why are you still polite about our relationship..."

The new leader pushed the door with his stomach out, and walked out loudly while walking towards the entrance of the hall.

The rough and rude voice went away, and the rehearsal gate was brought with me with a bang. Yu Zhouzhou stared blankly at the office wooden door that was still creaking, and suddenly felt a cool chin on his chin.

She stretched out her hand and saw tears.

Finally, have you cried?

No one would ask her with a pampered look on her back with a smile, "Zhou Zhou, did you not practice the piano well last week?"

No one would stand beside her and bake hands on the heating with her, hunched over and sighed at the ice flowers on the window.

There is no more possibility.

The person who traveled far away will never come back-

"You have already put the rosin for the fourth time. Wouldn't the bow be too astringent?"

Yu Zhouzhou tilted her head and asked the girl beside her. She had been tossing her violin for an hour ago - she had been playing with the piano five or six times. After pulling a few chords, she neurotically wiped off the rosin that fell from the bow onto the body of the piano with a dry cloth. Then she immediately took out a small rectangular box and rubbed the yellowed ponytail on the bow back and forth.

The girl also turned her face and smiled unnaturally, pointed to the bracket under Yu Zhouzhou's cello, and asked softly, "Are you afraid that during the exam, your scale will suddenly loosen before you finish playing, and then..."

Yu Zhouzhou's face also changed, "You can't think of something good?"

The girl cried with a sad face, "I think about it, but I can't think of a good thing."

"Is this your first time taking the exam?" Yu Zhouzhou said, while bent down and twisted his violin stick hard several times. He confirmed that he had tightened it before raising his head - nervousness is indeed contagious.

"I'm not. Who did you see the first time you took the Level 10 exam? I, I am..." The girl swallowed, "I'm going to take the Music Affiliated Middle School in S City this year. One of the three examiners in today is the teacher in charge of enrollment this year at S Middle School. I have actually become a teacher with him, but my mother has been telling me that it's all the basis of money. She still hopes that I can leave a good impression on others. I've been nagging all the way before coming to the exam, so I must do my best this time. How can I not be nervous?!"

Yu Zhouzhou suddenly became interested, "You said... to be a disciple? Why? Do you have no teacher?"

The girl seemed to be one or two years older than Yu Zhouzhou. She stood up, rolled her eyes in a pretentious manner, and pointed at Yu Zhouzhou's forehead, "You don't know anything at first glance. Do you think you only need to play the piano at the high school entrance exam? Stupid. You have to clear up a lot of relationships. My mother was helping me with the relationship and scolded me for being unsuccessful. I was so annoyed."

Yu Zhouzhou sat upright, smiled flatteringly, pretending to be innocent and ignorant, and asked, "Sister, what do you mean by relationship?"

"It's just the people responsible for enrollment, there are so many people, and you have to contact the teacher of the affiliated high school before the exam. If there is no one inside, that won't work at all."

The girl spoke in a flashy tone, with a tender tone, but her expression was already a bit adult.

Yu Zhouzhou bent down, held his face, and smiled, "What if you are indeed very high-level? Do you still need this?"

The girl knocked Yu Zhouzhou on the head again, "You will be stupid immediately. Do you think I am looking for relationships to pass the exam? I am not trying to pass the exam, I am not trying to get down to other people with relationships! My mother said that this is called self-defense!"

The white wooden door not far ahead opened. A child who had finished the assessment walked out with a violin. The girl paused for a moment, sat down again, picked up the rosin and continued to abuse her guitar bow.

The iron door turned dark next to the white wooden door, and a boy who had finished the assessment walked out with a cello in his arms. Yu Zhouzhou no longer laughed and bent down and twisted the stick hard.

"By the way, what you said...self-defense," Yu Zhouzhou lowered his head and asked the most critical question in a low voice, "How much does it cost?"

The girl smiled carelessly, "You said you give me a gift?"

Yu Zhouzhou lowered his head and smiled softly, "Yes."

"Tsk, we don't give gifts anymore. We go directly to class and go to the admissions teacher to teach. One class is 45 minutes, 300 yuan. I spent more than 30,000 yuan in the early stage just "classing".

"Is this just the early stage?"

"The money I have to spend is not just about this. If I really go to S City in the future, my mother will have to go with me, and the expenses will be even greater at that time."

"Then why do you...why do you want to take the affiliated high school entrance examination? Do you like violin very much?"

The girl's face finally no longer has the condescending superiority brought by her age.

She was not in a hurry to answer Yu Zhouzhou's question, but just put down the bow and rosin in her hand, and looked out the window with her face.

"Of course I... knew I was not Mozart long ago."
Chapter completed!