The museum displays a map of the route from Petersburg to Chita, the route of exile of the Decembrists. It was along this route that the Decembrists crossed the Eurasian continent on foot, and after a great deal of hardship, they came to this barren land where the weather was cold and frozen, and the sand and rocks were flying, bringing the fire of civilization and progress to the barbaric western Lea.

Our trip was in January, the coldest season in Chita, and we felt the bitter cold of the ice, Sergei, flashing his big blue eyes, nodded his head in recognition of the hardships experienced by the Decembrists.

In order to resist the extreme cold in Chita, Sergei and I changed into coats and hats prepared by our friends here to protect against the cold.

To be honest, when I saw Sergei wearing a fur hat and a fur collar coat, I really felt for the first time that he had the characteristics of pure Slavic blood, and I don't know why I thought this outfit was really in line with his temperament.

Perhaps I have the impression that there would be no Russia and no Russian nation without the cold, so I think that as a 100% authentic Russian, we must have the image of fighting against the cold, and the cashmere coat that Sergei wears in winter does not seem to show these characteristics.

Not only his attire, but even his expression and demeanor at this moment clearly show the typical characteristics of Russians.

My gaze kept wandering over the portraits of the Decembrists and Sergei's face, and I was unconsciously looking for similarities and even commonalities.

Intellectually, the image of Sergei and the image of the Decembrists are very different in my mind......

The Decembrists were a noble group of spiritual aristocrats, who possessed all the good qualities of the Russians whom I loved, and who I admired and respected the most;

Sergey, on the other hand, has always been a bit mysterious to me. The most I have been in contact with him is at work, as for his family; I don't know anything about his private life, his personal hobbies, his tastes, or his friends.

To be honest, I can't define all his qualities, ambitions and sentiments.

So far, though, Sergey's personality and talent at work have always been something I admire.

Because of this, perhaps subconsciously I especially wish that Sergei would essentially be a Decembrist-like person.

Looking at Sergei's resolute, haughty face with typical Slavic features, I began to imagine for no reason that if I could see the Decembrists with my own eyes, they would behave the same way as Sergei!

Thinking of this, I suddenly asked:

- "Sergey, do you have noble blood? ”

Sergei was obviously surprised by my abrupt question, who looked at me suspiciously and then said with a witty smile:

- "Linna, I'm sorry, although my name is Sergey, but my surname is Muravyyo-v Apostol! ”

I also felt a little embarrassed by my inexplicable question, and I turned my face embarrassedly and stammered;

- "Hmm...... I think, huh...... I feel...... You should have noble blood,...... I don't know why I just asked...... Isn't that weird to me? ”

- "Haha, it's this girl who thinks you have a chivalrous demeanor!" The narrator said humorously.

Sergey shrugged at us and smiled happily.

Descending the narrow wooden ladder, Sergei laughed in my ear and said:

- "Even though my family has lived in Moscow for generations, we are really not nobles, Linna, is this disappointing you?" Hehe......"

- "Not disappointed! If the blue-blooded nobles still need such a long surname, I really think it's good that you're not a noble. I replied with a smile.

- "Aha! It's a good excuse not to be a nobleman," Sergey said with a smile.