Back at the bedside, Qin Jian turned on his mobile phone to check the weather in Warsaw, showing that today's rain will continue until 18 o'clock in the afternoon.

"The game is over~"

Reluctantly put the phone back on the pillow, Qin Jian left the room after washing up.

He was going to pick breakfast for Duan Ran.

A glass of hot milk, two pieces of semolina pastry and a small plate of pickles, he brought himself two slices of toast and a cup of Americano.

After tidying up everything on the table, he placed the two breakfasts at opposite ends according to his own aesthetics.

Clapping his hands in satisfaction, he was thinking about what else he could do for the other party.

Gown!

He remembered that the other party had helped him sort out his dress in advance before he competed a few days ago.

Help Duan Ran tidy up her dress!

Qin Jian made up his mind and took action, tiptoed to the door of the wardrobe that belonged to Duan Ran, and gently opened the doorknob.

A familiar fragrance wafted in front of him, and it was the smell of Duan Ran's body

Looking at the front of him, Qin Jian felt that the word "disrespectful" should not be used here.

And he assured that he was just curious,

The little eyes circled, and finally locked on the familiar white dress skirt.

This skirt can be regarded as accompanying him through the Huayun Competition, through Tokyo, through Vienna, and now in Warsaw.

Qin Jian reached out and took out the skirt, and as soon as he took it out, his head was big.

Thinking about it, it was not so cumbersome to wear on Duan Ran's body before, how could the structure be so complicated when he took it off.

"This is a shoulder strap?"

muttering in his heart, he was purely looking for trouble, looked up and down, and patted his hand again, but he didn't find any dust on his skirt.

Then I went up and smelled it, but there was no damp smell.

"Does it smell good?"

At this moment, a lazy voice from behind him startled him.

Qin Jian turned around awkwardly with her skirt, and Duan Ran was lying on her side on the pillow, looking at her with a sleepy smile.

"Uh," Qin Jian pursed his lips, "There's no musty smell, I just want to help you tidy up your dress," maybe the slightest banter in Duan Ran's eyes made him feel that what he said sounded weightless, he turned around and then pointed to the breakfast on the table, "I'm ready in the morning, just wait for you to get up." ”

The curvature of the corners of Duan Ran's mouth is even better, "Hard work~ Thank you." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's supposed to be," Qin Jian also followed Lehe, he didn't know how weak his heart was, "When did you wake up?"

Duan Ran got up and sat up a little, "I just woke up, and when I woke up, I saw you holding my skirt." ”

"Ahem... Get up and wash up, there's milk to drink today. ”

"Good!"

Qin Jian was about to hang the skirt back when a transparent bag suddenly fell out from the bottom of the skirt, "This is?"

He picked it up and looked at it, "Nipple patch?"

Duan Ran was busy getting up, and when he heard the word nipple patch, he hurriedly looked at it, Qin Jian was holding his own nipple patch in his hand.

She opened her mouth, raised her hand slightly, and finally stepped on her slippers and walked towards the bathroom.

"It's a nipple patch. ”

Leave such a sentence.

Qin Jian looked at these two small pieces of rubber that were not big, and Wang Wen Shengyi probably guessed what this thing was.

Girls wear clothes to look good on their upper bodies, let alone dresses.

It's just, how do you wear this thing? No, how should you bring it?

Listening to the sound of rinsing his mouth in the bathroom, Qin Jian's brain made up the picture.

Instant salute!!

...

Start the brunch.

"Ah~, the milk is delicious. "16k Chinese

Duan Ran put down the milk cup and nibbled on the coarse grain rice cake.

"How is it, is there any pressure now?" Qin Jian leaned back in his chair and smiled with his coffee, "There are still four hours"

Duan Ran stopped and licked the rice dregs at the corner of his mouth, and replied, "Yes." ”

The picture is somewhat cute.

"Really, fake?" Qin Jian thought that Duan Ran would say that there was no pressure.

"Really. Duan Ran said. "I'm not like you, I'm not confident. ”

Qin Jian was even more surprised, "Can't." "For a long time, Qin Jian's perspective in the middle of Duan Ran is the kind of person who has a lot of personality in front of the piano, how can such a person not have self-confidence.

Then he thought about his time in Salzburg, "I remember you didn't say that if we meet in the final, you don't want me to let you?"

"yes, I mean if. Duan Ran raised his head and squinted and smiled, "I didn't say that I would definitely be able to enter the finals." ”

These words made Qin Jian unable to connect.

Qin Jian changed the question: "Then are you nervous?"

Duan Ran shook his head: "Don't be nervous." ”

Qin Jian: "There's pressure, but you're not nervous?"

Duan Ran: "Hmm. ”

Qin Jian couldn't digest the other party's brain circuit for a while, but thinking about it, he and the other party seemed to have very little communication about this aspect.

He only remembers that he asked the other party whether he was nervous or not in the final of the Huayun Competition.

Because it was about to be the opponent's game time, Qin Jian did not continue to deepen this problem.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you. ”

"Hee-hee~"

After lunch, Duan Ran came to the piano, intending to make the final warm-up preparations

"Can you sit next to me?" Duan Ran made a small request.

"Good. Qin Jian sat on Duan Ran's side.

Duan Ran began to practice.

Everyone has their own set of preparations before the competition, Duan Ran took out his 'weak' links and repeated them slowly, sentence after sentence, sometimes a certain bar in a song, sometimes a few bars in several works will be connected together to form a new paragraph.

To be honest, this is the first time Qin Jian has discovered it.

Although he was very surprised, he didn't bother the other party.

Except for Duan Ran who went out to ask him about the accident, he remained silent.

Two and a half hours passed quickly.

The last note of Mazurka fell, and Duan Ran clapped his hands, "Call it a day!"

Qin Jian smiled: "Feel it?"

"Well, that!" Duan Ran stretched, turned his head and kissed Qin Jian's face, "It's hard work~"

"It's not hard. Qin Jian picked up his phone and looked at the time, "There are still hours and twenty minutes, the time is almost up, it's time to change clothes." ”

Qin Jian patted Duan Ran on the shoulder, got up and went to the bathroom.

Looking at Qin Jian's back, Duan Ran smiled sweetly.

It was like some kind of small agreement between the two men to be silent.

From the second day after coming to Warsaw, as long as Duan Ran wanted to change his clothes, Qin Jian would take the initiative to go to the bathroom.

This made Duan Ran's heart very moved, after all, the current temperature is not like a cold winter like in Salzburg, there are no close-fitting warm clothes and pants, and the process of changing girls' clothes is very easy... , and Qin Jian has never acted excessively in the occasional little intimacy between the two people.

Although because it was Qin Jian, Duan Ran didn't care about this.

But regarding such a question, Qin Jian's approach seemed to be caring for her.

This gave her a deep sense of well-being.

There were only a few days left before this small parting, and an idea suddenly popped into Duan Ran's mind that made her a little shy.

...

"I'm ready to change!"

Hearing the sound outside the door, Qin Jian walked out of the bathroom.