The brick-red wall stands tall in the northern part of the majestic Alps, and beech trees soaring into the sky spread from the mountainside to the sky, hiding this ancient and distant castle deep in the jungle. One meter of bright sunlight leaked from the gaps in the leaves of the forest, illuminating the two towers in the castle, as majestic as long swords.
In the open space in the front yard of the castle, the crew is busy setting up the machine. There was no time to have breakfast at the foot of the mountain, and the group hurried up the mountain as soon as it was dawn. The scene in Eisenach was only two or three days in Wartburg Castle. Because it is located on the top of the mountain, the staff had to carry all the equipment up the mountain on the first day, which was really laborious.
In order to protect this lush forest, the government did not build a cable car on the mountain, and even the road up the mountain only reached the mountainside, which really made a lot of staff suffer. Wang Fang hummed and carried a lot of things on his back, and he was already sweating profusely after walking halfway.
But when he saw the exquisite and magnificent wooden castle on the top of the mountain, the little fat man's eyes widened with excitement, and all his fatigue and hard work were thrown away.
"Boss, it's really a castle, it's a castle!"
A long camera track is being laid from the main entrance of the castle to the front yard, and Lin Xi is sitting on a recliner and reading the script carefully. Linda brushed the dark eyebrow powder gently on Lin Xi's eyebrows with an eyebrow brush. Hearing Wang Fang's words, he couldn't help raising his eyes, and said with a smile, "Well, it's the castle."
"Hmmmm!"
Wang Fang wandered around, excited for a long time. After Lin Xi finished filming the first scene of the day, he remembered to distribute some of the things he brought with him to other people in the crew. Because of the inconvenience of going up and down the mountain, almost everyone in the crew brought their own dry food from the hotel. Now that they can eat the little biscuits made by the little fat man himself, the taste is even better.
The scene was filmed from morning to noon. Fortunately, Raymond didn't plan to let the whole crew live in the castle, so when the scene after dark was filmed, today's scene was all over. Probably because he was not used to the air pressure in the mountains, Lin Xi always felt a little out of breath during the whole day of filming.
He gently held his chest and took a deep breath, then let it out slowly. Although it was better for a short time, but after a while he would feel tightness in his chest again, as if a pair of invisible big hands were squeezing his heart.
"Drink some of this."
A pair of slender and graceful hands suddenly appeared in front of Lin Xi's eyes. He looked up subconsciously, and saw Uno looking at him with downcast eyes, his handsome brows were slightly frowned, as if he was a little worried.
Taking the stainless steel thermos over, Lin Xi smelled a strong smell of ginseng as soon as he unscrewed the cap. The cup is full of light yellow liquid, which looks clear and translucent under the moonlight. A flash of spiritual light suddenly flashed, Lin Xi raised his head and asked, "Is this American ginseng?"
Uno nodded slightly: "Well, it lifts the Qi and clears the heat."
"When did you buy this?" Lin Xi asked as he raised his cup and took a big sip. As the liquid flowed in, the taste of sweetness and bitterness spread in the mouth instantly, with a little sweetness that was not easy to detect.
"It seemed that you were short of breath at noon, so I asked Xiao Zhang to go down the mountain to buy some in the town first." After a pause, Uno continued: "I didn't expect you to have this symptom, otherwise Wang Fang should have been asked to buy some." get ready."
Wang Fangzheng was discussing the arrangement of tomorrow's scene with the assistant director, but he didn't hear Uno's words. When Ji Chengshu was not around, Wang Fang was barely half a manager's assistant. At the beginning, he might not be used to it, and he might have missed some small things, but these days, Fatty Wang has long been able to take charge of himself.
Lin Xi glanced over Wang Fang in a hurry, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes. He shook his head with a light smile and said, "It's not a big deal. The most important thing is, I only found out today." As he spoke, he raised his head to look at the assistant Xiao Zhang who was standing obediently, nodded and said, "Thank you, Xiao Zhang. I still have to go up and down the mountain, thank you for your hard work."
The honest Xiao Zhang immediately shook his head quickly, waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No need, no need, this is what I should do."
Seeing this, Lin Xi couldn't help smiling slightly, and before he could say anything, he heard the scene director shouted "The last shot is starting, and all departments are preparing", so he had no choice but to cast a grateful look at his assistant Xiao Zhang, Say no more.
The last scene took place on the castle, and Lin Xi and Uno stepped up the steps together.
Under the clear moonlight, the stone steps that have been lying quietly for thousands of years glowed with a cold color, and were only about one meter wide, so Wang Fang and his assistant Xiao Zhang fell behind, while Lin Xi and Uno walked forward side by side. OK.
"You don't have to... thank me?" It seemed that after hesitating for a long time, a voice with a hint of resentment rang in Lin Xi's ear.
Lin Xi turned his head to look in surprise, only to see that the man's handsome face was covered with a faint layer of jealousy at some point. It still had the same profound mixed-race eyebrows, but this time he looked at himself with a kind of resentful eyes.
No matter how you look at it, how do you think it is... very interesting.
Lin Xi raised his eyebrows lightly, and asked pretending not to know: "What? Why should I thank you?"
Uno glanced over the vacuum flask in Lin Xi's hand, and said, "The floor is cold, I don't want to sleep anymore tonight."
Suddenly, he didn't understand how the topic changed from thanking you to sleeping. Lin Xi was stunned for a while, and asked, "The bed is so narrow, are you not afraid that I will kick you out of bed in the middle of the night?"
Uno narrowed his eyes slightly, curled his thin lips slightly, and asked back, "Could it be that you will?"
Hearing the other party's provocative words, Lin Xi couldn't help but look up and down this elegant man amusedly, and said, "Then... wait and see?"
"Okay." Without a moment's pause, words of promise flowed out of Uno's mouth quickly.
The bright moonlight gently caresses this noble and deep castle in the deep mountains and jungles. As soon as you step on the last step, the cool evening breeze blows in your face. The slightly hot temperature on his forehead gradually calmed down under the blowing of the night wind, feeling that his brain was awake a lot in an instant, Lin Xi turned his head and looked at the handsome man beside him.
The line of sight stopped abruptly when it touched the faint smile on the other's lips, and her phoenix eyes widened suddenly. Only then did Lin Xi understand what she had said just now: "You just..." The rest of the words did not say anymore Going down, looking at Uno's dark and deep eyes, Lin Xi had no choice but to reap the consequences.
In the past few years, he always thought that although this man was cold and withdrawn, he belonged to the kind of person who didn't bother to play with his mind. However, these days, he finally discovered thoroughly——
My previous perception of this person was completely wrong!
Wang Fang trotted up without knowing why, and stood on the top of the castle wall, with a panoramic view of the entire Thuringian Forest. The little fat man cheered happily: "Hey boss, it's really beautiful. Look here, and there, it's so beautiful. Boss, tell me... Hey boss, why don't you talk?"
"Boss?! Boss?!"
"... qaq boss, why are you ignoring me..."
What does it mean that a fire at the city gate will affect the fish in the pond? Wang Fang really explained this sentence with his own experience.
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Under the same vast and far-reaching night sky, the soft and clear moonlight is still as cold and bright as it was decades ago. The night wind in the Thuringian Forest is still noisy, gently blowing through the leaves of each beech tree, bringing out the sound of humming. It seems that a distant female voice is singing softly. There is only this castle in the dark mountain. It stands proudly on the edge of the cliff and has withstood thousands of years of wind and frost.
Mo Qing, who has just been in Europe for a few months, is the first time to travel far, and it is also the first time to see such a majestic castle with his own eyes. At first, he thought that Kestrel's proposal was just a whim, so he followed him to Eisenach without making much plans. But when he saw the majestic and tall doors of this castle open to him, the sudden sense of surprise in his heart could no longer be described in words.
According to Kesde, the owner of the castle has a good relationship with his family, so he lent them to live in for a few weeks. But just borrowing it has already made Mo Qing feel extremely happy. He grew up in the Jiangnan water town in China, and has seen many classical gardens, but he has never seen such an ancient castle made of stones.
During these days, Mo Qing seems to have forgotten the original intention of coming here. He wandered around the small town at the foot of the mountain with Kesde, heard the gray-haired old man playing the dull zither on the street, and saw the romantic wanderer playing the lyrical saxophone. As the hometown of Bach, Eisenach is really a place full of music.
Moreover, Mo Qing never knew that Kasde was such an outstanding genius. Standing in the warm sunshine of the town, Kesde played the dark black zither together with the old man. Everything was as romantic as the most magnificent rose garden in France, and even Kesde's cold face seemed to soften a lot.
On the seventh day after arriving at Wartburg, Mo Qing traveled all over the place. When he saw Kesde open the ancient piano treasured in the castle, he knew that everything was back to the original point.
Seeing the cool moonlight shining on the beautiful white piano, Mo Qing couldn't help taking his violin out of the case. Without words, just a glance, the two understood each other's meaning.
Affectionate and soft music slowly flows out of the piano hole, wandering in the entire castle with a hint of helpless sadness. It is a symphony of piano and violin, the one is like the lowest melancholy, while the other is like a sad farewell. When the last sound stopped in the air, Mo Qing put down the bow in a daze, but couldn't wake up from the emotion just now.
"When you were playing the piano just now, what were you thinking about?" A deep and magnetic male voice sounded in the empty room.
Mo Qing was stunned for a moment, then replied: "I was thinking...the scene where you played the zither with that old gentleman today. The sun is very warm, and you are also very gentle..." As soon as the words came out, Mo Qing immediately understood Knowing what he was talking about, he immediately defended: "No, I mean that scene is very good, so I can't help it..."
Where the young man couldn't see, Kesde's fingers trembled for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal. He gently closed the lid of the piano, looked at the young man in front of him with a face full of self-blame, he sighed softly, and said: "You have feelings, but... something went wrong."
The two walked together to the baroque-style long window. The color of the glaze dyed the moonlight, and it seemed that even the purest color became gorgeous. Kaiser stretched out his hand and opened the window, and suddenly, a gust of cool night wind blew into the castle from the forest, blowing the snow gauze curtains by the window.
"Look there, that muddy path." The beautiful finger pointed to a three-person-wide path in front of the town. It was obviously raining yesterday, but there were still a few small puddles on the path. It is as bright as a mirror under the moonlight.
"The Bach back then came all the way to his hometown from there." After a pause, Case turned to look at the confused young man, and said, "I'm afraid you don't know this secret, and Mr. El just It was announced that the theme of "Chacon" would be used, but there was no specific elaboration."
A tinge of embarrassment appeared on his face, Mo Qing lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I've always paid too much attention to technique, and I didn't understand the emotion of this song."
"It was a cold late night. Bach's wife had come to the end of her life, and she was probably in that small house." Hearing Kesde's voice, Mo Qing followed his line of sight to look down the mountain.
"There must have been a lot of snow that night, and the dense beech trees were covered with a silvery white."
There seemed to be a vast expanse of white snow in front of him, Mo Qing was startled and did not speak.
"He stepped on the snow, his eyes were covered by the heavy snow, but he didn't give up moving forward." It was such a flat voice without ups and downs, but in Mo Qing's ears, it seemed to be weeping; Speaking in an emotional tone made Mo Qing's heart tremble.
"Probably killed a horse, that's all his net worth now."
"The gold coin rewarded by the cardinal also fell into the lake in the Thuringian Forest, but he didn't look at it again."
"He stepped on the heavy snow one by one, and ran towards that place against the howling cold wind."
Mo Qing seemed to see a anxious man wearing a black robe. The cold wind blew all his clothes backwards, and his hat was blown into the air, but the man didn't pay attention at all, just kept running forward.
"When he saw the first smoking chimney, he ran over ecstatically. It was obvious that his feet were so cold that he could hardly walk, but at this moment he had inexhaustible strength, which made him run all the way. Back to my home."
"He opened the door and greeted his long-lost wife for several years with the happiest expression."
"His purple-coloured fingers were still gripping the cold metal doorknob, but the room was filled with mournful, muffled cries."
Hearing this, Mo Qing's thin and thin body froze suddenly, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the man's strong arm, his throat was full of bitter taste, he seemed to have expected it—
What cruel facts will be heard next.
When the arm was suddenly grasped by the young man, Kesde's body froze. He is the person who hates other people's physical contact the most, but at this moment, he has no desire to get rid of the young man at all. The faint warmth flowed through the blood vessels bit by bit along the skin that was in contact with the young man, and finally flowed into the hot and beating heart.
Feeling the temperature on his arms, Kesde's eyes darkened, his voice became hoarse, and he continued: "The woman who used to watch him leave this town with the most infatuated eyes has closed her eyes peacefully. The eyes, the pale complexion, the thin cheeks."
"I can't look at him anymore, I can't give him a hug anymore, I just lie quietly on the bed that is getting colder, just use the most... um..." Kesde's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked down at the person beside him. youth. I didn't know when, that elegant and handsome face was already full of tears.
"Woo... so Bach didn't see his wife for the last time?" The young man choked up, "Kesder, I never knew... you can say such touching words, it's really touching!"
After hesitating for a while, seeing the young man crying out of breath, Kesde finally couldn't help explaining: "Actually, this is a story I heard from my mother when I was young."
"But what you said is also very touching. It must be better than your mother's! Huh..."
"..." After thinking over and over again, Kesde finally decided not to tell the young man in front of him who had cried into a red-eyed rabbit the fact that he had a super-memory.
"It turned out that "Chaconne" was composed by Bach for his wife. I finally understood what it meant. No wonder the teacher didn't tell me this story before. If he had told me earlier... I would not dare to play this piece. .” Mo Qing sniffed, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face. "This is love, it's so great! Bach's wife stayed alone in her hometown, watching Bach become a great master. And Bach also worked hard to come back for his wife, but why didn't God let him see the last time ah!"
"..." Kesde thought silently in his heart: It's better not to tell him that Bach has a second wife.
"Kesder, thank you for bringing me here, and thank you for telling me this story." The tears on the face have been wiped clean, only the red eyes still reveal the young man's sad mood just now, "You can talk to me again Shall we play Chaconne again?"
There were still traces of dry tears on that Junxiu face, and the moonlight poured down like a dream, which was suffocating. Looking at the firm and resolute belief in the young man's eyes, Kasde's heart suddenly trembled violently.
Seeing that there was no movement from the other party, Mo Qing couldn't help leaning over and asked, "Kesde, why are you..."
"Okay, let's..."
The two voices stopped abruptly, and the warm touch that suddenly brushed his lips seemed to remind Kesde all the time what happened just now. The temperature on her lips had gradually cooled in the air, so Mo Qing quickly took a step back and opened a distance.
"Yes... I'm sorry, I was so reckless, these are all my faults, I... um? Uh..."
A pair of strong arms suddenly pulled Mo Qing over, causing him to fall down in a hot and broad chest. Someone blocked her lips suddenly, and Mo Qingqingya's eyes widened suddenly. His brain was completely blank, and he still didn't understand what happened.
When he came back to his senses, he had already been embraced by this man who was always silent. The hot touch on her lips has not disappeared, and she felt shy after belatedly, and Mo Qing subconsciously wanted to push him away. As soon as his fingers touched the firm chest, he heard a low voice in his ear: "Mo Qing, I like you."
It is not bitter and difficult German, nor is it fluent and smooth English, but the most beautiful Chinese in the world with a history of 5,000 years. The pronunciation of each word is somewhat weird, but when combined, it seems to echo in the empty valley, with a long history and continuous echo.
Suddenly, the man quietly playing the zither under the bright sun appeared in front of his eyes. On the streets of a foreign town, that person still had a cold and expressionless face, but he always felt that this person had always been as gentle as a spring breeze.
Sighing softly, Mo Qing slowly reached out and hugged the opponent's waist. A faint smile appeared on his lips, and he responded softly: "Kesder, I like you too."
The tender moonlight gently caresses every part of the vast land, and the hazy and pure white snow veil is lifted by the night wind, covering the indoor scene. Only the shadow reflected on the cold ground seemed to be silently announcing the most affectionate meeting of two lonely and pure hearts.
This is a sentence that Kesde has remembered for half a century. The noisy evening wind at that moment, the bright moonlight at that moment, everything is like a movie constantly emerging in front of his eyes. It is the brick-red walls of Wartburg Castle, the rustling beech leaves in the Thuringian Forest, and even the luminous piano, all of which are as clear as yesterday, and never forgotten.
Alone, only the thin and thin young man in his arms has disappeared under the ruthless erosion of time.
Obviously the person who should be engraved in the heart the most, but because the grief was too extreme, he never recalled it in his mind. The only thing that is still flowing gently is that simple sentence, separated by half a century of dust, which can not be forgotten for a long time, so that he wakes up every cold and lonely night——
"Caste, I like you. 』