When Ronan walked into the house, it was already 9:45 in the evening. Before he actually entered the door, the clear sound of the piano passed through the door and entered his ears. The slight sound of him opening the outer door was completely submerged in the bright and lively sound of plucking strings, so that no one in the living room noticed him except Raven, who was sitting on the piano bench in a standard sitting position facing the door. 's arrival
Family concert?
Even if Ronan's mood was not very comfortable, he was somewhat relaxed now. He quietly changed his shoes in the entrance hall and walked into the warm living room.
At this time, except for Ronan, who had just returned, the whole family was gathered around the sofa in the living room. My uncle and aunt were sitting on the main sofa, shoulder to shoulder, with their backs against the door, and only the back of their heads exposed.
Mo Peng was on his aunt's side, holding the armrest with one arm, still shaking, but his body was basically sitting on the carpet with his arms stretched out, which was very uncomfortable.
But in terms of freedom, it belongs to Moya who has exclusive access to the sofa and the imperial concubine's couch on one side. This lady can't lie down or sit in a straight position, with her slim waist leaning on the armrest, her long legs half bent and half straight, so casual that it's outrageous, but she's still holding the guitar, with her fingers and plectrum The back and forth of the pieces on the guitar strings is still agile and dazzling.
In this piece of music adapted from a classic rock track, Moya returned to his old job and was responsible for the melody. As for the piece Ronan listened to, the interlude and gorgeous polyphony were performed, and even fingerstyle guitar techniques were used, and the richness The timbre and improvisations perfectly prove the validity of the nickname "Palace on the Fingers".
Under the cover of Moya's gorgeous melody, Raven was sitting upright. Compared with Moya, not only her posture looked stiff, but she mostly strummed the strings and occasionally broke down the chords back and forth, which also seemed much simpler.
However, the metal strings under her fingers vibrated slightly, and after being amplified by the resonance of the single-board cabinet, a deep and transparent tone was still dialyzed. This is probably the best level that the mid-range practice piano in her hand can achieve. . What's even more beautiful is the precise control, which can be said to have firmly grasped Moya's almost casual cadenza rhythm, so that for a while, Ronan could hardly tell whether it was the rhythm that carried the melody, or the melody that carried it. Rhythm.
The tune is fairly simple, but for a two-guitar performance, it's nearly perfect.
At the end of the song, Moya hadn't even commented yet, but Mo Peng was already cheering loudly and praising her repeatedly: "Ruiwen's rhythm has impressed no one... Oops!"
"Speak carefully!" Luo Shuqing slapped her son's scalp.
Before Mo Peng had time to complain, Ruiwen, who was sitting on the piano bench, had already stood up and nodded to Ronan. Only then did others see Ronan enter.
Luo Shuqing also stood up, raised her head to look at her watch, and frowned: "It's almost ten o'clock. Now you're floating outside all day long. How come you've learned so much from Mo Peng?"
"Mom!" Mo Peng was about to push himself up, but now he had no strength left, and was filled with grief and anger, "I go home on time every day, why aren't you worried that Nanzi will lead me astray?"
"Go upstairs and sleep."
Luo Shuqing lightly kicked her son and wanted to give Ronan a few more instructions, but thinking of the special environment her nephew was in now, she felt a little unable to continue.
Fortunately, her husband came forward at this time: "It's already ten o'clock. Ruiwen has been practicing the piano for almost two hours. She must be tired. Everyone is sleeping. Well, Nan Nan also needs to adapt to the new rhythm as soon as possible. After all, you are still young. Studying Enrichment and laying a foundation are the first priority, and you have to be calm.”
Of course Ronan knew what the two elders were worried about. He said "hmm" and did not make any empty promises. He just remained an introverted and quiet child like before - if he could really be the same on the outside, he would also be his uncle. This is probably the most gratifying result for my aunt.
"Okay, everyone, go get some sleep - Ruiwen can consider joining me on stage this weekend." Moya also stood up, stretched out her waist while grabbing the guitar, and waved it twice, making a "woohoo" sound. sound.
Luo Shuqing didn't like her daughter no matter how she looked at her: "Will you come up with me and swing a sledgehammer?"
"If you really play hard, we are also high-quality idols."
Moya walked upstairs with bare feet and a smile, unaware that her unintentional words made Ronan frown subconsciously.
Five minutes later, Ronan knocked on Moya's door.
After a few seconds, Moya, with her hair disheveled and wearing only a thin pajamas, opened the door for him and said twice: "What a rare visitor. It seems that someone has never been to the door again since he was not short of funds."
"That must be the reason why you stayed away from home for almost two months." Ronan twitched his lips and walked straight in. He was not in the mood to joke with Moya.
Moya motioned him to sit on the chair by the window, while she casually bent her legs and sat on the edge of the bed, twiddling her hair: "What's wrong? Seeing how bitter and resentful you are, I heard something annoying from that circle of yours." Any news?"
"So be it."
It is easy to talk to smart people, and since he has limitedly exposed some of his true situation, Ronan has no scruples when talking about many things, and there is no need to beat around the bush: "My circle is okay, but in your circle recently, it is best to Be careful. There is news that there is at least one, maybe many, 'virus carriers' over there, or to be precise, in your company."
"HIV?"
"It's worse than that." Ronan reached out and made a gesture on Moya's head, "Something that can make you grow horns on your head, scales on your body, and a tail on your butt."
Moya was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Aberration?"
In this era, the threats that aberrations may bring, from reality to rumors, are disturbing people's thinking in all aspects. Moya's reaction is not surprising.
Ronan recalled the news he had just obtained from the branch materials. He felt that it would be useless to talk too much about those things. The most important thing was to ask Moya to clarify where the source of danger is: "Your company has identified infected persons and carriers." The patient is Ji Qiong, of course she has been put under control; there is also a suspected case, which is under our tracking and control, well, it is that high-quality idol Lan Lin."
"Ji Qiong, Lan Lin?" Mo Ya thought for a moment, and a smile appeared on her lips, "I guess you know, it seems that this virus is sexually transmitted?"
Can women nowadays be more reserved?
Ronan choked for a moment and was speechless about Moya's "sensitivity", but he still had to say what needed to be said: "It's basically like this, but I don't rule out the possibility of spreading it through other ways. I'm mainly worried about your... The band doesn’t pay much attention to their private life. According to our information, Denki has been very active recently. If you get too close to them, be careful...it’s best to take a break.”
"Tsk, your circle is very professional when it comes to intelligence, it doesn't look like a mess."
"You are the ones who specialize in messing around."
"I don't deny it." Moya said casually, straightening her toes naturally and doing a sideways stretch. It was originally normal, but with her current attire and body condition, it made Ronan's eyes widen. Jumping around.
"Hey, I'm serious."
"I'm serious too - you asked me to be careful to keep a distance, to call for help when I encounter problems, and to be less active recently, isn't that all?"
"...There is also a physical examination." Ronan sent Moya an address. "Go here and check for risks, just in case."
"It's a very thoughtful idea. After three days apart, we are all impressed." Moya returned to the cross-legged posture and leaned forward slightly, "So, what did you think about Ruiwen?"
"Ruiwen?" Ronan didn't change his mind for a moment, "What's wrong with Ruiwen?"
"You arranged grades and classes for Ruiwen, and did you pay attention to her academic and psychological conditions?"
Ronan still didn't understand: "She has only been in school for a few days. Is she tired of studying?"
At Zhixing Academy, Ronan spent the whole day with Rui Wen and didn't notice anything unusual - and he didn't think anyone could notice any psychological changes in Rui Wen.
The smile on Mo Ya's face faded: "I want to ask, how can a child with only three to four years of memory keep up with the seventh grade curriculum?"
Ronan opened his mouth to speak, but for a moment no sound came out.
Yes, he knew that Rui Wen's relatively clear life memory was only about three years, no more than five years at most. Among them, laboratories and fighting arenas are almost all elements.
This is of course abnormal, but when Ronan rescued Raven from Jack, he knew that Quantum Company installed special equipment in Raven's brain to control accidents. In this case, modifying and erasing memories is not something difficult to understand.
Relevant research from the Xiacheng branch also shows that it is almost impossible to form a complete personality with three to five years of memory, so there is reason to suspect that Ruiwen should have had a relatively mature behavioral pattern in her early years, but the relevant memories have been erased by Quantum Corporation. On this basis, Ruiwen's current situation was finally formed.
With Quantum Company's methods, if you want to know about Raven's past situation, you have to search their database, but there is little hope of completely retrieving her past memories.
It is useless to tell Moya too much about such complicated things, and Moya's focus is not here.
"There are only three or four years of memories, and they are only those in the underground fighting arena, which shows that Ruiwen's learning foundation is almost zero. Although she is very smart, it is very difficult to catch up in a short period of time. What's more, everyone It can be seen that her energy and interest are not in this."
Ronan could only admit: "That's right."
"I don't quite understand the situation in your circle. I can only ask you: Do you think that with the current trend, in another ten years, she will be able to live a normal life? I mean have a normal social circle and become a A complete social person, not just living in a certain aspect..."
"Why do you think you said she is like a gangster?"
Having said that, Ronan felt quite guilty. If she could simply survive, Ruiwen's current abilities would be more than enough, but if she could live freely in society with a complete personality... Ronan couldn't imagine that scenario yet.
Well, that's not quite right.
