In the quiet and dark compartment, the air seemed to be stagnant, depressing and dull. There was no sound in the car, only the noisy and troubled voice of the city outside the car, like the background sound, gently broke the silence of the solidified air.
In fact, there are many things that I recall, and I have long forgotten the sadness and pain of that year. Just as Qi Mu only remembered, in his last life, although there was a grant program from the Geneva Academy to save him from paying high tuition fees, he still had to work part-time during every break, and even play freely in the square.
The winter in Geneva is really cold. The cold wind is blowing from Lake Geneva. How blue and clear the lake is, the cold wind is so cold and biting. A young and immature black-haired teenager stands in the center of the square every weekend. Beside the stone carvings, he played carefully and attentively.
- After a year and a half of such a day, Qi Mu can no longer endure the torture of the cold winter. He found a part-time theater job, and in addition to part-time work in a restaurant, he finally had a stable source of life.
"There are always many proud and pure white swans on the lake next to the Swan Square. If we have a chance, we can go to Geneva to have a look. There is a snow-white swan that is always very close to me. I named it Nana. Li."
When it comes to her life at the Geneva Conservatory, Qi Mu is already very calm. With a gentle smile on his handsome and fair face, he was thinking of those beautiful and simple days.
Qi Mu completely ignored his hard life when he talked, but Min Chen knew how difficult it was for a lonely poor student to live in the Geneva Conservatory of Music!
"You seem to have entered Bo Ai when I graduated, right? Bo Ai happened to be going to Bern to perform, and I thought about going to listen to it, but it happened that I received an approval letter for the application I handed to Weijiao before, so I could only go to Vienna, not to Bern..."
In the dimly lit carriage, the young man was still talking. His voice was soft and his tone was calm. The tears he had shed because he thought of the death of his adoptive parents had dried up. He was so calm that he seemed to be just talking about other people's stories. life.
Min Chen looked down at Qi Mu's slender and thin fingers, and gently rubbed the thin calluses on the fingers with his fingertips. He rubbed it patiently, as if tireless.
After Qi Mu let out a low laugh and ended this confession with "I also believe in fate", Min Chen's thin lips pursed slightly. For a long time, he lowered his head and asked softly, "How did you feel at the beginning?"
Qi Mu was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "What?"
Min Chen raised his eyes, looked at the smiling young man in front of him with deep eyes and a complex expression, and asked every word: "In the backstage lounge of the Golden Hall, how did you feel..."
Such a straightforward and explicit question did not shock Qi Mu, only to see the curvature of the corners of his lips rise a bit, revealing a calm and warm smile: "The feeling at the beginning... I have forgotten it. It should be quite painful. , I thought about a lot of things at the beginning, but in the end the only thing I thought about was... that "Blue Danube" that I had been rehearsing for a long time, I haven't played it yet."
Yes, at the last moment of the painful suffocation, the last thing he recalled in his oxygen-deprived brain was the unplayed "Blue Danube".
Such an answer, even Qi Mu himself had never thought of.
After giving this answer with a smile, Qi Mu didn't speak again when he suddenly felt a strong pull, and when he came back to it, he suddenly fell into a warm and spacious chest.
Min Chen hugged his beloved young man with all his strength, Qi Mu wanted to break free, and suddenly felt the arms bound to his waist a little harder.
Min Chen lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "Don't look up."
Qi Mu was slightly stunned.
"Don't look at... my expression now."
Light-colored eyes widened suddenly, and in the dark carriage, Qi Mu was stunned for a long time, and finally reached out and hugged the man as well. It happened that a car with high beams was driving across the road, lighting up the otherwise dimly lit compartment.
In the place that Qi Mu did not see, only Min Chen's eyes were like a deep ancient pool at the moment, and the bottom could not be seen at a glance. A strong and terrifying storm is stored inside, and it seems that with just one touch, it can explode completely.
Just like what he said, his face is too ugly now, and he doesn't want his beloved young man to see his expression at the moment. Because such anger should not be borne by his beloved youth.
After letting the sinners get their due retribution, Qi Mu had already forgotten the pain when he died of suffocation, but Min Chen couldn't forget the scene he saw in the morgue in his life—
It was a pair of purple-red, blackened, and blood-drenched hands, with nails on the waist, broken, broken! Because of the unspeakable terrifying pain, the hands that were once valued most by its owner made its owner grind and smash it on the carpet involuntarily!
Not enough, really not enough!
For the first time, Min Chen felt that he was too merciful. Those who committed such heinous crimes did not deserve any forgiveness!
That kind of despair and pain that can't be relieved by the fingers and the heart!
Really not enough!
…
After hugging tightly for a long time, Qi Mu looked up at Min Chen with a smile after he completely calmed down. At this moment, the latter had already concealed the terrifying expression just now in his dark eyes, and there was nothing unusual about it.
Qi Mu smiled and said, "I'm still lucky to meet you in this life."
Min Chen looked at Qi Mu silently for a long time, then opened his lips: "It's my luck."
The voice fell, and no one spoke anymore. Min Chen looked down at the young man's clear and bright eyes, and he suddenly felt that it was the most beautiful gem in the world.
The two stared at each other for a long time, and no one knew how long it took, only to see Min Chen leaning down slightly, but he didn't move, but Qi Mu suddenly hugged him and gave him an affectionate kiss.
The kiss was too sudden and hot, and the strong emotion seemed to dispel all the darkness. The two hugged tightly, blocked by the dark windows of the car, and by the rich night of Berlin, such a kiss full of love and pity, lingering between a pair of lovers.
Although he has lived two lifetimes, Qi Mu has always been a shy person. He didn't grow up in China, but he has the introverted beauty in the bones of this nation. But now, he rarely released his inner feelings, the tip of his tongue entangled with each other, invaded the other's mouth like a siege, and obtained that familiar breath.
Ambiguous and shy kisses sounded in the quiet compartment, lips moved and saliva was exchanged. When the tip of the tongue suddenly tasted a touch of saltiness, the man was slightly stunned. He slowly let go of the young man in his arms, only to see that the latter had wet his eyes, showing a vulnerability he had never felt before.
Panting slightly, Qi Mu smiled and raised his eyes and said, "Min Chen... What should I do if you are not by my side?" Although Qi Mu was still smiling, his eyes were already slightly red. I will never forget the white cloth that covered my father's face and the white cloth that covered my mother.
All the people who loved him left him one by one; the ones he had spent three years deciding to believe, put him to death.
But now, he once again put aside everything and cut himself frankly in front of a person, but at this time Qi Mu found that what he was afraid of was never the betrayal of the other party, but this person... He will be like his parents again, away from him.
With his teeth clenched, Min Chen directly answered the question with the warmest hug: "I will never leave you a second before you don't want me. When you really don't want me anymore... Qi Mu, I'm here too. Here, waiting for you forever."
The man gently kissed the young man's eyelids with a tender kiss. Such a kiss that was like a touch of water, in the end, burned wildly and could no longer be restrained, becoming a raging fire.
As soon as they entered the apartment and closed the door, the lovers who had been separated for many months couldn't help kissing. The narrow and cramped entrance was filled with an ambiguous and lewd aura after a while. The young man suppressed the moan in his throat in a low voice, accompanied by the heavy breathing of the man...
When the love was at its deepest, Qi Mu couldn't help but hugged Min Chen's neck and whispered softly, "I love you... Min Chen... "
What responded to him was the man's deep, mellow voice like a cello: "I love you too..."
The night in Berlin is quiet and beautiful, hiding countless beautiful love stories. The geographical distance can be bridged and shortened, but the spiritual distance has really become zero until this moment today.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning lit up from the eastern sky, his handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, and Min Chen opened his eyes. He first glanced at the young man beside him, and after confirming that the other party was sound asleep, he quietly moved his arms around the other party, and then walked out of the bedroom softly and slowly.
But after a while, the phone rang jingling from Daniel's house, which was half a city away. The blond band manager answered the phone angrily and said, "Auston Bertram, you better have a very good reason to convince me why you're calling me at 6am! You Do you know what time it is? You know you…”
"Daniel."
The man's low voice interrupted Daniel's next words. After knowing each other for more than ten years, Daniel had already discovered the monstrous anger hidden under the calm voice, which was comparable to an active volcano that was about to erupt...
Do not!
Worse than an active volcano! ! !
Daniel suddenly woke up, he sat upright suddenly, and asked seriously, "Min, what's the matter? What happened?"
"In Tuckerman Prison, I have a nasty guy."
Daniel reacted at once: "You said that Luo Yusen? Didn't you already have someone take good care of him?"
"I don't hate him anymore."
Daniel was startled: "What? You don't hate him anymore? Why did you suddenly change your mind? I only let him suffer in it half a year ago, why did you suddenly... "
"Daniel, do you know how the word life is better than death... how to write it?"
Daniel's voice stopped abruptly, and he only heard a man's cold-blooded voice over the phone: "I don't want to touch this matter anymore, Daniel, I will trouble you with this matter, thank you."
As soon as the voice fell, the phone was hung up.
Daniel looked at the screen of the phone that had turned black in horror. After a long time, he pushed his wife beside him and asked, "Baby, pinch me... Have I not woken up yet? I actually heard That guy in Auston said he was bothering me... and thanked me?! God, isn't this really a dream... ah, it hurts baby! You are really strangling!!!"