Shuangqing Code

The first time Song Xingmian met Lin Leyu was on the live house stage. The spotlight shone on him, and the sleeves of his black T-shirt were rolled up to his forearms. When his fingertips plucked the guitar strings, they brought out tiny pieces of light. When he smiled, there were light lines at the corners of his eyes. He was joking with the bassist, like a well-burned fire. At that time, she only thought "this boy is dazzlingly handsome" and did not connect him at all with the "great master" in school who always lived alone and whose eyes were as cold as ice when solving physics problems. It wasn't until they met again in the physics laboratory - he was squatting in front of the spectrometer recording data, his profile was cold and hard, and when someone spoke to him, he just said "hmm", Song Xingmian was shocked to realize: It turned out that the person on the stage who could sing the warm ending was the same "physics iceberg" in front of him. Later, he suddenly walked up to her desk and pointed at the guitar strings she drew unconsciously on her sketchbook: "Want to participate in the physics competition? There is the logic of light in your drawings." She muddle-headedly agreed, and only then did she realize that the "iceberg" would melt when she was preparing for the competition - she frowned at the difficult problem, and he would write the formulas like music scores; she stayed up late to give a report, and he always carried her favorite mints in his pocket, saying "to add some inspiration." On the day he won the prize in the competition, he did not mention physics, but said: "The light in your painting is more accurate than what can be measured by a spectrometer." Later, they were together. The accident happened when Lin Leyu's band was preparing for their first album. The producer rejected his creation that incorporated physical elements, saying it was "too obscure." Even the record company he collaborated with advised him to "be less unrealistic." In the dark night, he was sitting in front of the music stand with his guitar in his arms. Behind him, a beam of light leaked in from the transom, creating a complete rainbow spectrum on the ground. She wrote on the back of the frame: "Your sound waves are just waiting for the right medium, just like light always encounters a prism." The day Lin Leyu saw the painting, he quit smoking. He re-arranged the music with his guitar and incorporated the spectral rhythm in the painting into the chorus. The album named "Prism Trajectory" eventually became a dark horse of the year - some people said they understood the "Schumann Resonance" in it, and some posted the chord frequencies they solved using physical formulas in the comment area. On New Year's Day that year, he said, "My mother always asks who the girl who painted the spectrum is" and took her home. In the warm light of Lin's living room, his mother dug out his high school physics notes. On the last page was a cut-out sketch - the silhouette she had hidden in the competition materials and that he had picked up. Song Xingmian blushed to the bottom of her ears, but Lin Leyu suddenly grabbed her hand and said to the parents of the two families: "Not only can she draw light, she can also draw my lowest points into something that can shine." She later learned that his parents had guessed the young man's thoughts from "Xing Mian's paintings" that he would mention every time he came home. Later, when she was holding an art exhibition, she was afraid that her works would be too "niche", so he came to the scene with his guitar in his arms and said, "Your paintings should have some sound." His band was stuck recording an album, so she drew a rainbow spectrum on the cover and said, "This is the color of your strings." They went to see a star observation exhibition together. He told her about the rotation of constellations, and she drew him a guitar silhouette in the star path. The last time we met at a live house was when he proposed. There were no headlights on the stage, only a beam of light chasing him, just like the day they first met. He held up the ring, with a small spectrum engraved on the inside of the ring: "From the live house to the laboratory, from light to sound, I seem to have been chasing your frequency. Now, can our wavelengths resonate forever?" On the red carpet day, the hem of her wedding dress was printed with a fine spectrum of light, and he had a prism in his suit pocket - just like the road they walked, the warmth and coldness collided, and eventually became the most stable frequency in each other's lives. Concept: modern campus romance