In Paris on an autumn night, the temperature really doesn't match the word romance.
The VIP room of Charles de Gaulle Airport is a room of less than 20 square meters. The floor is covered with a layer of thick and soft wool carpet. It has various equipment such as computers and TVs. In addition to the most basic sofas and coffee tables, there is also an independent There are toilets and baths for guests to use.
When Qi Mu knocked on the door, Min Chen was actually looking down at a magazine—
"The Music King".
The airport very thoughtfully bought this magazine that was just published this morning, and asked the beautiful and generous flight attendants to hand it over to Min Chen, because the photo used on the cover of this magazine was exactly the one that Min Chen carried out in Berlin last night. piano recital silhouette.
However, Min Chen actually flipped through it casually, and didn't take this report to heart. What he cares more about is an article in the last few pages of the magazine - "Overview of the Top 10 Music Schools in the World".
In this article, I mentioned the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de Conservatoire de Paris. Although it was only a short two-hundred-odd word, Min Chen found a familiar name in it. And it didn't take long for him to see the owner of this name with his own eyes.
At this moment, he is pulling the finger of this young man who he has been thinking about for more than a month, and draws a detailed description.
Min Chen used his fingertips to stroke Qi Mu's right index finger lightly, stroked his plump and round fingernails, stroked his slightly raised knuckles. Every musician loves their hands, and Qi Mu is obviously no exception. Every fingernail of his is extremely neatly trimmed. Except for a thin layer of calluses on the pulp of his fingers, there is no other wound at all. .
"So... after you came here today, you're leaving right away?"
Hearing this, Min Chen nodded lightly: "Well, I'm leaving." After a pause, he turned to look at the clock hanging on the wall and said, "There are more than 20 minutes before takeoff, I have to go through security in a while."
As he spoke, the hot air from Min Chen's mouth spit out on the young man's slender and beautiful fingers, which made Qi Mu couldn't help but pull his fingers away from the opponent's hand. "Going to security check soon?"
Min Chen nodded: "Well, there are about ten minutes... Someone should knock on the door."
Generally speaking, every passenger must pick up the ticket and go through the security check 30 minutes before the plane takes off, otherwise the ticket will be considered invalid.
But as Qi Mu knows, this man never treats himself badly, so when the plane is about to take off, he will slowly leave the VIP room, go through a separate security check channel, and be the first to enter the plane .
Qi Mu thought about it and asked, "Are there any other flights tonight?"
A look of loss flashed in his dark and deep eyes, Min Chen shook his head slightly: "No more today."
Hearing this, Qi Mu also lowered his head in disappointment, and the broken hair on his forehead fell along with his movements, blocking his regretful and helpless eyes.
Qi Mu knew that Min Chen had to lead the orchestra for rehearsal the next day, so he couldn't stop him from returning to Berlin. But just a little bit later but not... This made him very sad.
It was hard to meet each other, but there was only a short time of more than 20 minutes together. Such a short meeting was like drinking poison to quench thirst, and it had no effect at all.
"I'm going to start the third evaluation next month, and there are still more than two weeks." Qi Mu whispered, "If I can continue to get the first place with a high score in the evaluation, then I can Really graduated. When the time comes... I want to go to Vienna."
Hearing the young man's honest words, Min Chen narrowed his eyes and said, "Well, Vienna is better than... Berlin. If you want to go there, I have a room that is closer to the city center, which is when you were at the last celebration. The one I went to. It's hard to find a suitable house in Vienna, you can live with me, and the traffic is very convenient."
Qi Mu was not polite: "The one you played the piano for me last time?"
Min Chen nodded slightly: "It's that one. The soundproofing of the piano room is pretty good. I'll go back and ask Daniel to send you the key."
Qi Mu didn't refuse, he gave a soft "um", and somehow suddenly remembered that a few months ago, he had listened to this man playing countless difficult piano dazzling songs in that piano room, and at the same time Got a meaningful record.
Qi Mu smiled and asked: "By the way, how was your piano solo yesterday? I heard Mr. Faller say that your level has improved a lot compared to two years ago, which surprised him." Mu stretched out his hand and put it in front of Min Chen, "Have you agreed that you want to record a special record for me?"
Min Chen stretched out his hand, held the hand that the young man deliberately stretched out, and said in a low voice, "Let Daniel send it to you in two days, don't make trouble."
How could this kind of soothing tone make Qi Mu give up? He raised an eyebrow and pretended to be angry: "I'm not a child anymore, you can't give me the record, you can't tell me what song you played last night. ?"
Last night, in order to prepare for today's performance, the entire orchestra of the Ecole Nationale Supérieure de Paris had been training until after ten o'clock in the evening, not to mention paying attention to Min Chen's piano recital, Qi Mu was too tired to move his fingers when he got home. , fell asleep as soon as it touched the edge of the bed.
It was rare to see such an awkward and arrogant appearance of a young man, and Min Chen couldn't help being in a good mood. His fingers slowly stretched in along the other's fingers, and soon they intertwined, clearly feeling the temperature in the other's palm.
"Then I sing it to you?"
Qi Mu was slightly startled: "... Sing?" After a pause, he nodded: "Okay, then let's sing and try."
Soon, Qi Mu regretted her words.
In all his life, Qi Mu had never seen such a person with a tone of voice.
He can clearly hear the difference in every semitone, and even hear the similarities and differences in the timbre of someone else changing a string, but when the man hummed the melody, even a semitone—
Not on tune on! ! !
How can there be such a person with a tone disorder in the world? !
That voice was like a magic sound. It was clearly supposed to be humming beautiful and moving music, but it hummed flatly and without ups and downs for a long time, so that Qi Mu could not even recognize a short paragraph, let alone guess what it was. Curved.
Min Chen: "Do you like this Chopin's Mazurka?"
Qi Mu: "...Is it "Mazurka"..."
"… "
"Have you ever hummed to anyone before...?"
After a long silence, Min Chen shook his head slightly: "You are the first."
Some Qi Mu, who couldn't bear to hurt the other party, hesitated for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Listening to the song you hummed just now... um... "Mazurka", don't you really think it's a little weird?"
After thinking for a while, Min Chen's handsome brows furrowed: "Hum too fast?"
Qi Mu: "..."
It's true that your ears are broken! ! !
Seeing the young man's face, "What should I do, is the reminder too hurtful?", a smile flashed in Min Chen's deep and dark eyes, he gently hugged the other side, and whispered, "Actually... I Knowing that I sing out of tune, this should be a problem with the vocal cords, and there is no way to cure it. Don't feel sorry for me, I don't really want to sing, and it's not that I can't sing the correct melody..." What a big deal.
The words that followed were completely drowned in his throat. Looking at the expressionless face of the young man, Min Chen suddenly thumped in his heart, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.
Sure enough, after a long while, Qi Mu sneered and asked, "You all know... You are out of tone, and you are still polluting my ears?!!!"
Min Chen: "... "Wait a minute, shouldn't it be time to feel sorry for him...
"I feel like if I don't want to listen to Mazurka again in the future, you're the culprit!"
"..." This script goes a bit wrong...
"You have to take responsibility for this."
"…???"
After thinking for a while, Qi Mu said, "I'll punish you to play "Mazurka" every day for me."
Hearing this answer, Min Chen was suddenly stunned. After a long time, he asked, "Do you play a "Mazurka" every day?"
The young man slowly raised the corners of his lips, and his fair and handsome face seemed to have rained over the sky, showing a dazzling smile: "Well, you have to play it to me every day in the future. 365 days a year, every day... Not allowed to fall."
Such a simple word is a direct promise of the future life.
Min Chen felt a little warm in his heart, but it didn't make him happy for long. He saw Qi Muqing's brows furrowed slightly, and he thought: "But... It seems a little tired to listen to the same tune every day, then you can play it in the future. A different Mazurka, wait until all the Mazurkas in the world have been played before you start… write it yourself?”
Min Chen: "..."
Min Chen has never met such an "enemy". No matter whether the other party is angry or happy, his mood will fluctuate along with the other party's mood.
Even when he proposed such an "unreasonable" punishment, he couldn't get angry at all. Instead, he began to look forward to his sad and happy life in the future. As long as I stay with this young man, time seems to pass quickly, and even listening to the other party talking about some college-related things is very interesting.
But when the flight attendant knocked on the mahogany door and reminded the plane that they were about to take off, both Qi Mu and Min Chen were stunned. Without waiting for Min Chen to speak, Qi Mu suddenly answered in a loud voice in French, "Please wait a moment." Then, under Min Chen's surprised eyes, he suddenly raised his head and placed a kiss on his lips again.
This was Qi Mu's first active kiss, but Min Chen didn't react.
I saw Qi Mu's ears were slightly red. After he coughed lightly, he whispered, "Be careful along the way. When you get to Berlin... remember to send me a message." The bright red color was branded on the young man's ears. Makes already fair skin a light powder.
Seeing the heart-wrenching appearance in front of him, Min Chen didn't want to be Liu Xiahui, he embraced the young man he loved and started a lingering kiss again.
When the other party was leaning against his chest and panting slightly, Min Chen's eyes narrowed slightly and whispered in Qi Mu's ear: "There are still two weeks, two months."
Qi Mu was slightly stunned, and after a long while, he replied in a low voice, "Well... there are still two weeks, two months."
When Qi Mu stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the airport, watching a large silver-white passenger plane break through the clouds and disappear into the endless night sky, he slowly closed his eyes, and couldn't help reaching out and caressing himself 's lips.
… As if I can still feel the temperature of that person.
"Two weeks, and... two months."
Whispering in a low voice, Qi Mu decisively turned around and left the Charles de Gaulle Airport. He came with tension and anticipation, and left with a certain sense of determination.
In the next two weeks, he will prepare for his final assessment in preparation for graduation.
In the next two months, Min Chen will lead Bai Ai to start the last global tour of the year.
They are separated but work together.
The distance of more than 1,000 kilometers is actually not that far.