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351. Farewell, you like me and send you

Not to mention who couldn't help saying it or who couldn't help asking.

In short, at the first moment of the countdown to farewell, the topic returned to the end of September when it should have appeared in mobile chats.

"Convenient, what's the inconvenience?"

Qin Jian said and took a big sip of milk. He probably choked because he was hesitant to use too much force.

A large white milk stain hung on the beard that he had yet to clean up.

"Haha~~"

"Why are you nervous?"

Seeing this scene, Duan Ran burst out laughing, trembling slightly under his open woolen coat and black nightgown.

It's heart-rending.

Duan Ran is thin, but this does not mean that she has no talent. On the contrary, she inherited her richness from her mother who sang bel canto.

In some respects, she is still outstanding and dazzling.

"What are you looking at?"

The laughter stopped and Duan Ran raised the corners of his mouth.

This time she seemed not to let Qin Jian go. Without waiting for the other party's answer, she asked: "Does it look good?"

She looked at Qin Jian and blinked, as if asking a trivial question.

But it was this understatement that seemed to ignite the hormones at the morning dinner table.

Qin Jian felt as if his buttocks muscles were tense, but his Adam's apple did not dare to move even half a moment.

This is not the first time that the two of them have been face to face like this. From holding hands to sharing the same bed, they have not been together for a day or two.

There are some things that young men and women have already acquiesced in each other's hearts.

Just like when you look at me and I hug you, it serves as the lubricant of life, which is extremely ordinary.

Even if you share the same bed and quilt.

At most, they just hold hands and sleep.

But this Platonic painting seemed to be torn apart at this moment.

Qin Jian never thought that Duan Ran could ask such a question.

If the first half of the sentence is a joke, then the second half...

In the end, he couldn't hold it back, and Qin Jian still made a "gurgling sound" from his throat.

"nice."

"What's good to see?"

"The skirt is beautiful."

"Which skirt looks better?"

"The flowers on the skirt are beautiful."

"Which flowers on the skirt look good?"

"The flowers on the skirt are beautiful."

After a quick exchange of words.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became quiet.

Qin Jian was just about to give him a thumbs up for his wit.

The next second.

A long voice came.

"Where are the flowers?"

"..."

Looking at the raised white flower that symbolizes purity, the hormones on the dinner table surged to the peak after a moment of silence.

at this time.

Duan Ran suddenly put down his legs and tightened his woolen coat.

Naturally, the small white flowers are no longer visible.

"Qin Jian, I'm cold."

As he spoke, Qin Jian was startled and looked up. Duan Ran's little face was not as bright and charming as before. It was still as pure as before. It was just that there was a little bit of runny nose flowing out of the red little face. I saw

A pitiful look.

It took more than an hour from Qin Jian to answer the phone and finish the last few sections of work. Duan Ran left in a hurry and just put on a coat and came to the living room, where he froze for more than an hour.

this moment.

Qin Jian's butt muscles seemed to be loosened. He moved his buttocks, stood up in an awkward posture, took out two napkins and handed one to Duan Ran.

After wiping off the milk stains on his mouth, he asked with concern: "How about we go back to the bedroom."

"don't want."

Duan Ran shook his head, "You haven't answered my question yet."

"..."

"...Which question?"

When Duan Ran heard this, he frowned slightly again, and his white teeth could not help but lightly scratch his lower lip. After a moment, his eyes became interested again: "Which question do you want to answer?"

"Um?"

He said softly during the words, and the smile in his eyes seemed to return to the moment just now.

Qin Jian coughed twice and said, "You are asking Ning Qianxia."

"Hmm." Qin Jian answered his own question, "She is the kind of person who has strong working ability and a very high professional level. She won an internationally renowned award last year."

Duan Ran lowered his head and twirled the spoon in his hand, looking at the coffee swirling in the cup, and listened quietly to Qin Jian's story.

"In addition, he has outstanding leadership skills, so he is a relatively prestigious person in clubs and schools."

"Actually, I don't have much contact with her in daily life."

Then Qin Jian explained the suspected car accident that happened at the school gate on the first day of school and how he and Ning Qianxia got to know each other.

Suddenly Duan Ran stopped, raised his head and asked, "So you agreed to her being a steel plate for her professional review exam, and then she agreed to join the club for you. Is this the order?"

Looking at Duan Ran's serious expression at this moment, Qin Jian secretly thought that the woman's face change was so fast that it was unimaginable.

"Yes, you know everything that happened after the club was established."

Duan Ran nodded, "I didn't expect that she is a career-oriented strong woman."

Qin Jian followed, "Indeed, but her professional skills are indeed very strong. She seems to be able to handle roles that her peers can hardly handle with ease."

"Hmm~"

"Sounds like a great role."

Duan Ran sighed softly.

...

Determining the return route also means determining the countdown to departure.

This time, the two of them did not schedule the final time to the fullest.

After dinner it was Duan Ran's time to practice the piano.

Qin Jian originally thought that Duan Ran would not practice the piano again during this time.

But after the meal, Duan Ran returned to the bedroom and sat down in front of the piano on time, and Chopin continued to play.

In order to rush for time, Qin Jian got up at around five o'clock. The work was completed and the return plan was confirmed. He booked a flight ticket in bed and fell asleep soon after.

Go back to sleep.

He also had a dream, that kind of dream.

This night, he slept very well.

So much so that when he woke up, he thought it was dawn.

"Sleepin?"

At this time, Ran was packing his luggage. Qin Jian looked over and saw that the other party's open suitcase was almost full, and the woolen coat he was wearing was replaced by a set of cute home-like fluffy pajamas and pajamas.

There was still a feeling of regret in his heart, "You didn't even call me." Qin Jian looked at his phone and breathed, "It's already half past nine."

After saying that, I got up and packed my luggage. There were only 10 hours left before tomorrow's flight.

The two of them packed up together for a while. Qin Jian didn't have many things, just his dress, musical score, and a wig.

Just as Qin Jian was preparing to close the box, a neatly stacked black sleeping group flew over.

Qin Jian looked up differently and saw Duan Ran shaking the plastic bag in his hand: "Thank you for bringing me an extra pack of rice noodles.

"Don't you like that little flower?"

After a pause, Duan Ran smiled softly and said: "Give it to you."

The same little flower, without the morning hormones, the young man and woman look at each other across the bed.

moment.

"But you can't do bad things with it."

Qin Jian nodded: "Okay."

In the warm hut, a different kind of warmth actually grew out of this.

...

It's quiet at night.

The time has reached a quarter in the morning.

But no one has fallen asleep yet.

"Qin Jian, will you participate in the Chopin Competition?"

"Um."

"If we meet in the finals this time, you'd better not let me go, okay?"

"Um."

"Okay, then we have agreed that I may not be able to return to China during the Chinese New Year."

"Um."

"Let's work hard together, okay?"

"Um."

"hug me."

...

...

At nine twenty-three in the morning,

Morning light shines through Salzburg's airport hall.

The young man and woman bid farewell to each other with a kiss.

"Qin Jian."

"Um?"

Duan Ran didn't speak, but reached out and picked up the red rope around Qin Jian's neck.

A smile.

"miss me."

After that, he turned around and pushed his luggage towards the security check.

A cold back view.

...

He was no longer in sight.

She is still the aloof person.


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