"What a wonderful dream. Not only did I dream about the music, I even dreamed about the name." Uriel turned his head and looked at the increasingly dazzling summer sun outside, murmuring to himself: "Is it you? It's you.
Did you bring the music?”
After being in a daze for a long time, Uriel slowly got out of bed.
The housekeeper told me last night that he would come over during the day. It would not be good if he saw me still lying on the bed...
Uriel got out of bed and tidied the quilt.
But as he was sorting it out, he was suddenly stunned: Why do I suddenly care about other people's opinions?
Since the death of his partner, Uriel moved here, living a decadent life of drunkenness and dreaming every day, not caring about anyone else's opinions, just thinking about numbing his memory with alcohol and reaching the end in a hazy state.
He has become accustomed to such a decadent life, and it is actually very difficult for him to cheer up again.
It is easy to fall, but difficult to get ashore.
According to his past habits, Uriel will get up today as usual, listen to prayers, laugh at himself, buy wine, live drunkenly, and die in a dream.
But for some reason, Uriel suddenly didn't want to do these things today.
He was even slightly tired of those decadent things.
It seemed that in one day, most of the haze accumulated in my heart was cleared away.
Why does this happen?
Uriel pondered for a long time, and finally, he attributed the reason to... "The Black Sheep Confession Song".
"Are you dissatisfied with my current life? Are you using music to warn me and cleanse me of all my sins?"
Uriel let out a long sigh and went to the bathroom.
After a long absence, he began to tidy up his face, trimming his messy beard and shortening his long hair... After a while, the person in the mirror raised his head.
Although the man in the mirror looks much older than his normal peers, he is at least much more energetic than his previous dejected appearance.
Looking at himself in the mirror with a new look, Uriel wanted to say "I'm back", which was not only an explanation for himself, but also an explanation for the person who passed away.
But after thinking about it, I still felt that talking to myself in the mirror was a bit too middle-class and inappropriate for my age. I finally suppressed it and just muttered my name silently in my heart.
After coming out of the bathroom, the sunlight outside had completely penetrated the broken glass, illuminating most of the attic.
The temperature is also constantly rising.
Even though it was morning, the sun made people feel hot all over.
However, Uriel did not care about the temperature. From the deepest part of the cabinet, he found a set of performance clothes - a black tuxedo that covered the whole body tightly.
This was Uriel's favorite performance costume.
After being depressed, he took it and put it on the bottom of the box. Now that the costumes have come to light, they are no longer as shiny as they used to be. There are even some mildew spots, but Uriel doesn't care.
on the body.
The thick tuxedo and the rising temperature made Uriel's forehead a little moist.
He didn't pay attention to the sweat gradually oozing out of his body, but took a deep breath and came to the piano.
He carefully repaired his appearance and dressed up for the next performance. Yes, he planned to play "Black Sheep Confession Song" again.
Although he had played it last night, his mood at that time was completely different from his mood now.
At that time, I was intoxicated in the present moment.
But now, he wants to say goodbye to the past.
"Black Sheep's Confession Song" is a watershed in this change of mood, and it is also what he considers an important fork in the road of life.
Therefore, he must sit upright and perform his performance seriously, so that he can live up to himself and the expectations of the "old buddy".
Take a long breath, and then take a deep breath back.
With the rise and fall of his abdomen, Uriel's fingers finally started to move on the keys.
The fingers turned into phantoms, flying like wild bees. The bright piano sound quickly began to spread in the attic, and continued to echo...
There is no one living around, so Uriel can perform this song without restraint.
Sweat continued to fall from his forehead, and the music continued to be pushed to new heights. Uriel's whole body seemed to have become one with the music.
After a few minutes, the song ended.
The action is also frozen here.
The sun was shining, and Uriel, who was wearing a performance costume, raised his hands very high, and the whole person was like a frozen wax figure. But it was not lifeless like a wax figure, but glowing, like a great artist performing a perfect performance in glory!
After an unknown amount of time, Uriel slowly stopped his movements.
He unbuttoned his clothes and trousers one button at a time, until he was completely naked.
His body was very tired, and every part of his body was soaked with sweat, but his heart was very happy, and the smile from the corner of his mouth reached into his eyes.
He felt that he was alive.
…
Three poles in the sun.
Butler Cha arrived as promised, bringing a box full of clothes.
The clothes inside are not the dirty clothes taken away last night. Even if they can be cleaned overnight, they will be difficult to dry.
Moreover, those clothes are out of season.
Check the clothes brought by the housekeeper, they are all new clothes of the season.
In addition to clothes, Butler Cha also brought two servants to help him clean up the messy room.
The first floor, just like yesterday, was full of messy furniture and fallen wine bottles. The two servants immediately picked up the garbage here. Judging from their skillful movements, this was not their first time here.
Butler Cha came to the second floor and prepared to help Uriel tidy up his bedroom, which was the attic.
According to past experience, when Uriel's bedroom door was opened, there were clothes scattered around and a smell of alcohol.
But today, when Butler Cha opened the door to the bedroom, he was stunned... because the room was clean and all the mess had been put into place. Even the air was still filled with a faint fragrance.
"You're here?"
Butler Cha looked around and saw Uriel wearing a thin short shirt, sitting at the table, holding a pen in his hand, and seemed to be writing something.
The most important thing is that when Uriel turned his head to talk to him, Butler Cha saw his smooth face and neatly combed hair.
This, what's going on?
Master Uriel changed overnight?
There was surprise and a hint of surprise in Butler Cha's eyes.
Has the young master figured it out?
Butler Cha was extremely excited. When he came last night, Uriel was playing the piano. At that time, he felt that there seemed to be some changes in Uriel. Now that he came back, the changes were even more obvious!
Has the young master finally emerged from the haze?
Housekeeper Cha really wanted to ask, but he didn't dare. This feeling of being swallowed when the words came to his mouth was similar to the timidity of being close to home, yearning for him but not daring to meet him.
In the end, Butler Cha suppressed the floating thoughts in his heart and kept warning himself: wait a few more days, wait a few more days...
It is not too late to speak again after you are sure that Master Uriel really understands his thoughts.
Thinking of this, Butler Cha abruptly changed his tone and asked, "Young Master is very energetic today. Who are you writing to?"
The reason why it was determined to be a "letter" was because Butler Cha saw the envelope next to it. Although there was no writing on the envelope, it was probably because the letter had not been finished yet.
Uriel inserted the quill into the inkpot casually and nodded: "I am writing a letter, but halfway through, I hesitated."
"Oh? I wonder why you hesitate?"
Now that the room was very clean and there was no need for him to clean it up, Butler Cha simply came behind Uriel and played the role of a listener.
Uriel had never thought of asking for help from others, but for some reason, he was in a particularly good mood today and his desire to talk was much stronger than before.
In addition, the person asking the question was Butler Cha, who had loved him the most since childhood. Uriel thought for a while and then expressed his confusion: "Butler Cha, when you came last night, you should have heard the music I played.
Bar?"
Butler Cha nodded: "It's wonderful, but I don't think it's suitable to talk in front of the people of the Glory Church."
To be continued...