King of Classical Music

Entering Vienna in November, the autumn wind is bleak, and the air is full of coldness.Perhaps it is because it is located in the interior of the mainland, unlike London and Paris, which have a warm and humid sea breeze. In such a dry and slightly cold weather, the temperature in Vienna drops sharply at night.

Qi Mu held his piano case with his right hand, and pulled down the sleeves of his overcoat to cover his fingers, barely covering a bit of the cold wind blowing on his face.

Blown by the howling cold wind, when Qi Mu answered the other party's phone call, there was already a hint of hoarseness in the low and pleasant voice: "Min Chen?"

Upon hearing the hoarse voice of the young man, Min Chen frowned, and asked directly, "Did you catch a cold?"

Probably because he also felt a little uncomfortable in his throat, Qi Mu didn't take the subway back to the apartment tonight, but prepared to take a taxi instead.But today, I don't know what happened. He stood on the side of the street for a long time, but none of the empty cars stopped, making him stand like this for a long time in the howling wind.

Qi Mu coughed lightly, tried his best to moisten his throat, and his voice became a little normal: "Well, I seem to have caught a cold. Tonight, everyone in the orchestra is having a party to celebrate, so it's a little late to play, maybe I'm a little sleepy It's a bit cooler."

The man's deep voice was mixed with some worries: "Go back early and keep warm. I remember... There is a convenience store across the street from the apartment. You can buy some ginger and cook it."

At this time, Qi Mu stopped a taxi with great difficulty, and he quickly got in, then said with a smile: "Well, it's not a big deal, at most it's just a cold. Now it's just a change of season, and colds are still very common , there are a few people in the orchestra who have caught a cold, so don’t worry too much about it.”

"...But, I will feel bad."

The voice was low and moving, just a few simple words, but it seemed to resound in Qi Mu's heart, making him completely stunned.

After a long time, he reported an address to the driver, and when he spoke again, his voice became softer involuntarily: "Well... I know, I will take good care of myself."

Even so, the man on the phone was still very dissatisfied: "I'm currently in Japan preparing to board a plane to S City, and tomorrow I will perform at the S City Symphony Orchestra Concert Hall. Do you have anything to bring in China? I I will stay in Huaxia for three days, and I can bring you here."

Qi Mu thought for a while: "I don't seem to need anything, please help me ask Uncle Zhu and Auntie Cheng from the S City Symphony Orchestra."

"okay."

For the next 20 minutes or so, Qi Mu hardly spoke again.The domineering and willful man restricted his right to speak on the grounds that "speak less if your throat is uncomfortable".So along the way, in the quiet and narrow taxi, only a few low voices of "um" and "okay" from the young man could be heard, and at most it would only be two words——

"not good."

After Qi Mu paid the fare and got out of the car, the other party seemed to suddenly realize: "I remember... there is a car parked in the garage downstairs, you can drive it, the key should be in the second drawer of the entrance."

After entering the apartment, the warm air in the room made Qi Mu feel more comfortable. He pressed the elevator button on the top floor and said with a helpless smile, "But have you forgotten... I haven't passed the driver's license test yet. .Since I came to Europe, I have been very busy, and I can't seem to get out of my life."

Min Chen was silent for a while, but when he spoke again, his words were startling: "I asked Daniel to find you a driver."

Qi Mu: "..."

For a long time, he said dumbfoundedly: "Where is such an exaggeration, Vienna is so big, I don't need a driver." In case the other party said any shocking words, Qi Mu hurriedly shook the key in his hand and said: " I'm about to open the door, I have to hang up."

Hearing the words of "rushing passengers", the man's voice was a little bit more disappointed: "I'm going to get on the plane too." His tone was low and disappointed, as if he was very dissatisfied with the result.

Qi Mu raised his eyes and thought for a while, then smiled and said, "I remember... City S is already the third last stop of this year's Bo Ai global tour, right? The second last stop...is Vienna?"

"Ah."

The man's mellow voice like a cello resounded in the quiet hallway, and Qi Mu closed the door behind him.In the thick darkness, he didn't rush to move again, but just said with a low smile: "Long time no see... Min Chen, I miss you very much."

After a long time, the other side of the phone also replied: "I miss you very much too."

Even though there are noisy sounds from the airport in the background, the phrase "I miss you too" made Qi Mu uncontrollably happy, thinking it was the best voice he had ever heard in his life .

He didn't turn on the light either, just stood in the dark, leaning against the cold mahogany gate, and said with a smile: "I practice piano in your piano room by myself these days... I always feel that that piano room is too big Now, there's only one person who's really lonely."

"Four more days."

Qi Mu nodded with a smile: "Well, there are still four days... Are you back?"

"I owe you a concert."

"Well...you owe me a recital."

Then, neither of them spoke again.After Qi Mu heard Daniel's call from the phone, he suddenly realized that the other party was really going to board the plane.

Unknowingly, an impulse surged up in his heart, and Qi Mu subconsciously said, "...Come back early."

The other party was obviously taken aback, and then replied in a low voice: "Okay, I'll be back soon."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Mu leaned back against the door and looked up at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.The ceiling is just like the consistent Bauhaus style in the room, with only simple black and white colors, and modern patterns are outlined with smooth lines.

This style is exactly the same as that man's, always so simple and elegant, without unnecessary words, just saying "I miss you very much", can make Qi Mu's heart beat faster.

He just looked at it like this, and after a long time, he turned on the light and began to wash and wash.

This apartment... is really big, but maybe with just one more person, it will become very small.

When he turned on the lamp by the bed and was about to fall asleep, Qi Mu suddenly realized: "It's been... I haven't seen you in almost two months?"

The young man's sigh echoed in the quiet room for a long time, with longing that was so thick that it was about to ferment.

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Here, Qi Mu has fallen asleep peacefully, and the members of Bo Ai have also set foot on the land of Huaxia, preparing to start the penultimate performance of this year.

On the other side of the city of Vienna, sitting in his quiet study room, Mr. Evra read the gossip news in the newspaper that was only a thousand words in length, and fell into deep thought.

"...Luo Yusen and... Zaev?!"

The elderly Mr. Evra, although he is also very concerned about current affairs, he still likes to read some newspapers in his spare time at night—especially those about music.

The music scene in Vienna is so strong that you might be hard-pressed to find an entertainment news paper at a newsstand here, but if you want to find a classical music paper...there are too many to count.

Mr. Evra reads seven or eight newspapers every day, from the most widely circulated "Vienna Music News" to this humble "Music Site". If he hadn't read it carefully enough, he might have overlooked this article Little report.

Before reading this report, Evra really never linked Luo Yusen and Zaev, never.

One is the principal violinist of Weiai, and the other is the second deputy principal of Weijiao. These two people should not have any connection at all, let alone... According to Evra's understanding of Zayev, he can Not a guy who likes to hang out with young people.

In the quiet and spacious study room, a dim lamp was shining alone.The gray-haired old man had already taken off his conductor's suit at this moment, and Master Evra, who was only wearing pajamas, looked like an old man next door.

His fingers pinched the newspaper tightly, and countless creases spread around the place where his fingers pressed.After thinking for a long time, Evra took off the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his hands and rubbed his aching temples.

Although he is old, it does not mean that his thinking is also rusted.

After a brief hesitation, Mr. Evra made a decisive call.

When he heard the surprised voice on the phone, he let out a long sigh and said, "Dorrenza, um, it's me, Evra... I want to tell you something in person... um, It’s hard to talk about this matter over the phone. I want to meet and talk to you in person... Do you have time tomorrow afternoon? Okay, I’ll go to Weiai to find you... What’s the matter? Actually, this is the same as the one I received before A letter about..."

In the study room where there was only one person, Mr. Evra made an appointment with Dorenza in a flat tone.

He seems to have realized some confusing things hidden behind the matter, but the truth...

Even he couldn't believe it.

"Perhaps...you have to ask Dorenza. Well..."

A long sigh was hidden in the study room. When Evra got up and left the study room, as the light was suddenly turned on, the room suddenly became silent, and the darkness slowly shrouded the secrets that had been hidden here. live.

But... Mr. Evra really didn't want to keep this secret forever.

When it comes to a fresh and young life, no matter who it is, it is impossible to turn a blind eye.