A quarter past 5 a.m., outside Bergen Airport.

Liao Linjun sent Qin Jian to the entrance of the airport, and told him again: "Pay attention to safety on the road." ”

Regarding the fact that Liao Linjun drove after him from the town in the middle of the night, Qin Jian was both moved and sorry.

The starting point of sending that message to the other party was just to tell the other party his movements, in order to avoid some problems, so he explained it to the other party in advance.

Which one piece of information woke up the other party directly.

"I'm sorry, Sister Lin Jun. Qin Jian was indeed a little embarrassed.

Liao Linjun snorted, and didn't pay attention to Qin Jian's words at all, "Tell me when you get to Paris, Duan Ran will pick you up?"

"Uh," Qin Jian scratched her head, "she didn't know I was going." ”

He added, "Don't tell her either." ”

Liao Linjun smiled, how could she not understand the mind of the young man now, she didn't know how many times she had experienced this back then, "Don't worry, I don't remember many things when I wake up, but in just three days, you have to go back to Bergen, do you hear?"

"Three days is enough," Qin Jian replied repeatedly, Liao Linjun learned that he was going to Paris, and gave him an extra day off, "Don't worry, Sister Lin Jun." ”

"Okay, I don't have anything to worry about, let's go quickly. ”

Saying that, Liao Linjun waved away, and Qin Jian also entered the airport.

Qin Jian had just entered the airport two steps before a message came from his mobile phone.

Sister Lin Jun: After getting off the plane, take your luggage and go directly to T1 Exit 32, all the way to the end is the place where you take the bus, get off the bus and go to the city of Paris, the place you want to go is clearly written on the tram station, Paris is more chaotic at night, don't run around with Duan Ran

Let it go: Roger!

said that there was nothing to worry about, but Liao Linjun was still not at ease.

Thinking of arriving after dawn where Duan Ran had been living for more than a year, Qin Jian had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It feels really indescribable, it's subtle.

...

If there were no accidents, Qin Jian's flight would not have been very long, but the flight was delayed when it was in Amsterdam, which made the original journey of only 4 and a half hours forcibly delayed to 6 hours.

Qin Jian followed Liao Linjun's instructions to get on the airport bus to downtown Paris at half past twelve in the morning Paris time.

Although he didn't have much to admire Charles de Gaulle Airport, he admits that the full view of the airport during the landing of the plane still made him feel "very good." ”

At least it was a little better than the first time he landed in Hamburg.

On the noisy streets of Paris, Qin Jian felt the charm of this so-called fashion capital for the first time, and when he got off the bus, he saw no matter but people.

The huge advertisements for fashion and cosmetics on the street did not appeal to him in the slightest, except that the white-haired old man on the street slowed down his pace for a moment with a piazzola in a multipanneuph.

On the tram leading to the Conservatoire Supérieure de Musiqueur, the cityscape of Paris was also swept in front of Qin Jian.

If there's one thing that makes him feel new, it's probably the bicycles that fill the streets.

The streets of Paris are not even as wide as the southern city in Qinjian, and the big cars and small cars running on them seem a little crowded.

As soon as the phone lit up, a message came.

Qin Jian retracted his gaze.

Duan: You woke up so late this morning, I'm going to have lunch

Then a photo was sent, the photo was a fried fast food, and Qin Jian speculated through the background of the plate that it should be a fast food restaurant.

My heart moved.

Let it go: it looks good, where are you?

Duan: It's right at the school gate, but I rarely come to eat, I'm too tired of it

Duan: Get up!

Let it go: Mmmmmm, are you going to go straight to practice after eating?

Duan: Well, but it's over at 9 p.m. today

Let it go: Okay, I know, let's eat it

Twenty minutes later, Qin Jian got out of the car, and following the prompts on Google Maps, he quickly found the Conservatoire Supérieure de Musique in Paris, and he also saw a fast-food restaurant with a yellow sign.

It's just that the transparent window in the fast food restaurant is empty.

He wasn't nervous when he arrived, if Duan Ran suddenly came out of it, he felt that this kind of scene seemed to be good.

Approaching the shop window, Qin Jian looked inside, as if he wanted to find the table that Duan Ran had just sat on.

It's still an amazing feeling.

Five minutes later, Qin Jian came to the school gate across the street, a very ordinary gate.

A yellow-haired young man on a bicycle rode out of the gate and brought a little breeze with him, which cooled down the already hot and dry June of Paris.

Maybe this person just now knew that Duan Ran had even taken classes with Duan Ran.

Qin Jian was happy, tightened his backpack, and strode into the door.

The campus feels different from Chaiin, probably because of the different seasons, except for the bicycles everywhere and the various music sounds coming from all corners, the campus here has a lot more vitality than Chaiin.

The young people who came and went looked like students of this school in terms of temperament and dress, and Qin Jian walked behind a couple who looked like lovers.

The man was carrying a trombone, and the woman was carrying a viola, and it looked like she was going to a rehearsal.

After passing through a gray building, the three of them came to a clear space with a wide field of vision, not far away is a row of stone steps, and along the stone steps, a concert hall full of modern design with pure glass appearance appeared in front of Qin Jian.

"Nice concert hall. ”

Qin Jian stopped and sighed, the couple had already climbed the steps and approached the concert hall.

Suddenly.

Qin Jian saw that there seemed to be a large poster on the notice board on the left side of the door of the concert hall, and then his eyes fell on the figure in the blue dress on the poster, and he couldn't move it anymore.

No one was more familiar with this figure than him.

He walked towards the poster step by step, his steps were not fast, and from time to time people with musical instruments passed him and walked into the concert hall one after another.

Slowly, Qin Jian stopped in front of the poster.

Looking at the slender figure on the poster that was a little too conservative in terms of standard and tone, Qin Jian smiled gently.

"I don't know how to smile when I take a picture. ”

I don't know why, Qin Jian didn't feel unhappy at all because of the other party's concealment, although he had doubts in his heart, he was not in a hurry.

Then I looked up and down, although I couldn't read French, but the number and date of Liszt's work on the poster Qin Jian could still be understood.

June 14, 19:30 p.m.

Qin Jian had palpitations for a while, fortunately he came today, otherwise he would be sad if he knew that he had missed such a day one day in the future.

"Ghost fire. ”

"Chasing snow. ”

"Hungarian Rhapsody in C sharp minor. ”

"A major in the second steel association. ”

"Norma's memories. ”

Looking at the repertoire in the first and second halves, Qin Jian only understood at this moment why the other party had been practicing so frantically in the past month.

The doubts of the past have also been solved.

"Thank you. ”

He muttered to the poster.