Reunion after a long absence.

No one thought it was this picture.

Two young men and women hugged each other tightly.

One wears a trench coat and the other wears a bathrobe.

Duan Ran's hands were clasped around Qin Jian's waist tightly, as if this was the only way to give her a moment of steadyness, and everything else had been thrown out of the clouds.

Qin Jian's left hand passed through Duan Ran's soft hair, sniffing the familiar smell in front of him, and looking at the familiar suitcase outside the door.

On the top of the suitcase, he is familiar with the airport luggage tags, from Yanjing to Tokyo, to Vienna, and now to Hamburg.

...

Speechless, time passed by in the faint yellow light every second.

Long.

Both of them seemed to let go of their hands at the same time.

The eyes are facing each other.

One grinned, the other red-eyed.

Moment.

Qin Jian's thin lips moved: "The hair is long." ”

Duan Ran nodded.

"Lost weight. ”

Duan Ran nodded.

"Didn't eat at night?"

Duan Ran nodded.

"Hungry?"

Duan Ran nodded.

The next second.

Qin Jian raised his left hand again and wrapped it around Duan Ran's waist, turned sideways and carried the luggage in the corridor into the house with his right hand.

"Click~"

There was a soft slamming of the door.

...

Duan Ran followed Qin Jian into the room, and the smell of alcohol in the room made her little brow wrinkle.

"One person drinks so much. ”

The room was cluttered, with empty wine bottles poured here and there in the corners.

Qin Jian put the suitcase against the wall, turned around and scratched the back of his head, "I'll talk about this question later, let's go out to eat first." ”

Duan Ran ignored him and continued to look at the room.

Sweeping over the head of the bed, her eyes were slightly stunned, and she casually put down the cloth bag in her hand.

He walked straight to the two plastic bags in front of the bedside table and stopped.

Stooping down to pick up a plastic bag, he stared at it for a moment.

The corners of his mouth crossed a small, imperceptible arc.

"Don't go out"

She turned around and sniffled, "I want to eat this." ”

Qin Jian nodded, "Okay, eat this." ”

"You get it for me. ”

Duan Ran raised his chin and handed out the plastic bag in his hand.

Qin Jian smiled and reached out to take the plastic bag: "Okay, I'll get it for you." ”

...

In the small room, two people were busy at the same time.

Qin Jian came to the partition and boiled hot water, and unwrapped the plastic package of rice noodles.

Duan Ran took off his windbreaker and jacket and hung it on the wall, changing into slippers.

Pushed open the window, took a fresh breath, and turned to tidy up the room.

Fifteen minutes later.

The house is as clean as new.

Qin Jian walked to the side of the bed with rice noodles, "Open the meal." ”

Duan Ran crossed out the chat page on his phone and threw his phone aside.

He sat up cross-legged from the head of the bed barefoot and took over the hot rice noodles.

Leaned in and sniffed, looking at Qin Jian's little face, "It's so fragrant." ”

Qin Jian handed over the fork, "Slow down, don't burn it." ”

He sat back in his chair.

"It's not hot!"

Looking at this savage eating appearance, he didn't feel a little funny: "Is it so delicious?"

"It's delicious, do you want to take a bite. ”

"Just a few bites, you can eat, I won't eat. ”

"Then I'll leave you a mouthful. ”

...

One eats, the other watches.

The topic returned to the question of not opening the door, and Qin Jian's answer was that he thought he was hallucinating when he knocked on the door for the first time.

When he said this, Duan Ran believed it.

And so, one talked, the other listened.

Qin Jian started from the paragraph before the college entrance examination and talked about it in detail, and continued to talk about the beginning of the university.

"Can you drive now?"

"Probably so. ”

Qin Jian wasn't sure if his steering wheel was stable or not, but it was true that he could already go on the road.

Then he talked about military training from his first encounter with Li Shuang, from military training to the establishment of the club, and then to the success of the club's debut.

In this process, he did not avoid the question of Carmen and One Step Away, but Duan Ran did not say anything more about it.

"Looks like you already have a good group of friends at school. ”

Qin Jian did not deny it: "Everyone gets along very well. ”

Duan Ran nodded, put down the rice noodle bowl, wiped his mouth gently, and said seriously: "I hope your club is getting better and better." ”

"Thank you. ”

...

The time flickered into the early hours of the morning.

"Tell me about you, have there been any interesting things happening in the past few months?"

"What do I have to say, after returning to Paris from Vienna, except for a few days of delay in preparing for the exams, the rest of the time was spent practicing. ”

"If I'm not mistaken," Duan Ran looked at Qin Jian and blinked, "I've told you all this." ”

"I remember that you had an event at school that you had to participate in at the beginning of September?" Qin Jian said suspiciously, "I don't seem to have heard you say it again." ”

"yes. ”

Duan Ran said and pulled out his legs that were a little numb from under his buttocks, got out of bed and bent over his pants with his back to Qin Jian, and the straight legs wrapped under the skinny jeans perfectly showed off its slenderness.

"But Mr. Riegel arranged for me a four-hand ensemble. ”

Before Qin Jian could retract his gaze, Duan Ran had already turned around.

As if sensing Qin Jian's gaze just now, she smiled lightly: "I refused." ”

As he spoke, he sat down on the chair opposite Qin Jian, picked up the remaining half bottle of wine on the table and took a sip.

"I don't have anything more to say, let's talk about you, Mr. Potter said on the phone that you have met with Commander Sayevi this afternoon, how was the chat?"

"Well, we had a brief conversation about Mozart," Qin Jian replied, "and he was basically asking me questions." ”

Qin Jian gave Duan Ran a rough overview of the conversation of the chat.

Duan Ran nodded after hearing this, and thought for a moment.

"I've consulted with Mr. Riegel before, and he told me that Sajevi is not as rigid as a traditional European academic conductor, and that he is better at controlling the atmosphere of the stage created by the work, which seems to be a bit contrary to you. ”

"The opposite?" Qin Jian thought for a while, unable to clarify the meaning of Duan Ran's words in his heart, "How do you say it?"

"Qin Jian, have you paid close attention to the Mozart you once played?" Duan Ran asked rhetorically.

Qin Jian frowned: "Which piece are you referring to?"

Duan Ran pursed his lips, shook his head and said softly, "I'm not talking about any work, it's just Mozart, I remember the first time I heard you play Mozart alone was in the coffee table piano hall." ”

As she spoke, she raised her legs and knees to look at the ceiling, "It was the first day of training before we were going to Tokyo, do you remember that day?"

"That day we worked together for the first time. ”

"Yes, you hurt me a little bit in the first ensemble," Duan Ran couldn't help but smile as he thought back to the moment when his two hands collided violently in the air, "Actually, I was very unwell that day, but seeing that you were so interested, I practiced with you until the early hours of the morning." ”

"Uh... Sorry, I didn't know that, I just thought the rest of the time..."

"I know," Duan Ran interrupted Qin Jian with a smile, "There is not much time left before the game, we have to hurry, I understand." ”

Sighing, she continued, "I always thought I was a very hard worker, until I met you, and when I returned to my room that night, I heard the sound of the piano outside the door. ”

"You're playing a Mozart K279. ”

"I sat through the door, on the bed and listened to you, and I was a little different at that moment. ”

"Because it seems to me that a person's playing style can be varied, but there are traces of his expression, and until then, I had the impression that your playing is like a Rhapsody on a Paganini theme, full of strong personal traces. ”

"But when I heard your Mozart, I was amazed, your melody was intimate, and there was a sensitive elegance flowing from your fingertips, calm and natural, not at all like you. ”

"No, it relieved some of the pain in my body, and I fell asleep that night listening to your Mozart. ”

"It was the first time I heard you play Mozart, and I thought your Mozart was like that, but when it came to the final in Tokyo, your Mozart changed, and that passion and show-off in your bones came back to you, and I still feel a chill when I think back to the third movement. ”

"And on the final day in Vienna, your Mozart has changed again, K491 is no longer irritable, on the stage of the Musikverein, the sound of the piano is like a holy mass, and for a moment, I even feel like an angel has descended on the stage. ”

"These changes. ”

Speaking of this, Duan Ran stopped and looked at Qin Jian.

"Have you never had a bad night?"