Chapter 36 There is an ocean in the phone

When I was about to board the plane, I hurriedly called a colleague, and I forgot to explain something. Suddenly Schubert's serenade sounded from that end.Weird, has it become popular to use classical music as ring tones? This familiar CRBT swept the sandy beach in my heart like a tidal wave with vague memories. "There is an ocean in the phone," said a boy. I had just graduated from university that year, and I was in charge of running "classical music", which was elegant and unpopular.The editor-in-chief arranged for me to interview Qin Ming, a well-known trombon player in this city.It was really difficult to answer with him. His voice was so elegant, yet indifferent and alienated from the world, and his attitude was gentle, but he was not on the same path of thinking as me.For example, when I asked, "Is it hard work to learn the trombone since I was four years old", he frowned, "Who remembers such a small thing, you should ask my mother"; need a simple, lyrical answer), he meditated again: "Music is the melody created by the composer, through the resonance of musical instruments, and then the sound transmitted in the air..."

As a result, my nose was crooked, seeing Qin Ming's earnest expression, he probably meant to tease me.He is 21 years old, and I happen to be 21 years old too. Why do people of the same age speak in a wrong way?Is he ahead or am I behind?I went back and thought about it for a long time, no, I can't pay the job, I have to fight a protracted war.I sent him a text message: "Master, you can consider answering in a more simple way. In fact, I am blind." I can only speak so easily when texting.Another advantage of sending text messages is that you can just send them without using the microphone to the microphone to figure out the other party's mood.

I was ready to be blindsided by him.I didn't expect to receive a text message from him soon: "Sorry, I'm used to talking like this, and it's not aimed at you." I was curious, and asked disrespectfully, "Because you are a genius, so you don't take the world seriously?" This time, he answered frankly: "Yes, I think people are divided into geniuses and ordinary people, and geniuses only talk to geniuses..." Obviously, both of us are thumbs, and our fingers are pressed very fast. The interviews that could not be completed face to face, but we found wonderful answers from the text messages on the mobile phone.Yes, he is extremely "arrogant", but how can you stop an artist from being arrogant?I am also a lonely and arrogant person in my bones, so I know how to "cherish each other" when I meet an opponent.

After the article was published, he sent me a text message: "Well, among all the articles written about me, I like yours the most, because you write the most like me, unlike many media who write about me in the old way, Write about my hard work and inspiration. I will treat you to tea in the afternoon..." "Thank you for the compliment." Pressing the send button, I touched my face, it was hot! Naturally, the content we sent was not limited to the interview itself. I would tell this reclusive genius about the scenery of the West Mountain, the remaining snow on the covered bridge, and complain that the city planners did not understand what the most precious landscape is.During the intervals between performances, he would read my text messages quietly and happily, grinning; when other masters were playing the piano and drawing the bow, he would comment on it to me with a smile.I can't hear music from other places and countries, but through his text messages, I can feel the moving melody.

Qin Ming specially made a ringtone for me, Schubert's Serenade.Our SMS bills skyrocketed.Gradually, something didn't feel right to me because I didn't see his texts for a few days as if something was missing.The boyfriend has also nagged many times, "Every time you take a shower, you will rush out to read the text message, afraid that I will peek at it." Qin Ming said, "My little girlfriend is always arguing to read my text message..." The end, or the beginning?With a Nokia in hand, I asked myself.The great love affairs in the world often start in the twilight, transcend the disparity of identities, and pursue the resonance of the soul.Journalist to trombonist?What is literature to music?A mysterious and elegant force was pulling me, which made me worry for no reason.

One day it was very late, around one o'clock in the middle of the night, and I sent him a text message: "There is something I want to talk to you about." Anyone would say that this is an ambiguous time, and I secretly expected, "Send on hold?" However, the mobile phone shows that the sending is successful.Not long after, he softly and lowly replied over there: "What's the matter?" I was silent, I couldn't speak.After another five minutes, but it seemed like half a century, the blue light on the display screen lit up, and he solemnly sent a text message from there, every word was like a beautiful note: "I think, how you feel about me is the same as how I feel about you." Yes, it's the same, actually... I like you too."

I smiled, and at the same time shed tears in the night. What I want to say, he has already said, so there is no need to repeat it.Gently turn off the phone, thank you, this is enough. Nothing later. If you must ask, let me tell you——Later, I switched to PHS and kept my mobile phone, but I stopped sending text messages easily.Later, when my colleagues chatted about what it was like to be in love by text message, I always sat aside and laughed old-fashionedly.Ladies and gentlemen, it is more ethereal than love words on the phone, faster than love letters written on paper, and more real than ethereal love on the Internet. Subtle and timeless, it matches the temperament of the Internet.

But remember, it cannot be cashed in, and it will hurt others if it is cashed out, what's more, who can guarantee that after it is cashed in, it will not be more verbose than love words on the phone, more lengthy than love letters, and more empty than online dating? For me, the love in the text message is a beautiful encounter, give me a dream without breaking the established life, just store it there!Occasionally take it out and think about it silently in the sun, youth also has legends!Then smile silly. This is enough.