After visiting the entire Chopin Museum, Qin Jian felt as if he had "grown up with Chopin."
Especially when we followed the tour guide to the final destination, we found a completely enclosed dark space on the top floor of the museum, which was the exhibition area about the last stage of Chopin's life. It was extremely quiet inside.
The all-black decoration indicates solemnity, and the minimum lighting is used to illuminate the exhibits, including a deathbed letter home, an oil painting depicting his hospital bed, and a lock of hair taken off after his death...
With Duan Ran quietly translating the concluding remarks of the tour guide, Qin Jian ended this wonderful journey with some deep thoughts and condolences.
Although Qin Jian didn't find what he wanted, he also gained some additional experiences, such as the feeling of growing up with Chopin, such as that straightforward and hot kiss.
I'll accompany you to the museum, and you buy me chocolates to eat.
That's fair.
It was already half past one at noon when Qin Jian led Duan Ran to the Batida Dessert Cafe.
Standing in front of this inconspicuous store, Qin Jian hesitated for a moment.
If Duan Ran hadn't pulled him and said, 'This is it,' he would have doubted whether it was this family.
Qin Jian ordered an American cup, bought two boxes of chocolates and a cup of hot milk tea for Duan Ran, and finally ordered a large cake as lunch for the two of them.
"After eating Chopin chocolate, I practice piano harder."
At the small table in front of the window, Duan Ran took a bite of chocolate and a cake, his cheeks were bulging, and he was mumbling and explaining to Qin Jian.
"It is said that Chopin didn't practice the piano well when he was a child, so his sister made him a kind of rose-filled chocolate."
Qin Jian was amused when he saw the cream on the corner of Duan Ran's mouth. After meeting for less than 24 hours, he discovered many other sides of Duan Ran, such as the exciting side and the cute side.
But it wasn't that he hadn't observed carefully enough before, it was just that he really hadn't paid much attention.
"What happened next?" Qin Jian took a sip of coffee.
"Later? Didn't Chopin become famous later?" Duan Ran stuffed the last bit of cake into his mouth, then put the last chocolate in his hand to Qin Jian's mouth, "Open your mouth."
Qin Jian opened his mouth: "Ah."
So unpalatable.
"Haha, is it delicious?"
"good."
That was enough for lunch. The next trip, the two went to the Chopin University of Music, taking Holy Cross Church as the penultimate stop of the day. In the evening, they arrived at the Honoratka Restaurant - Paul's recommendation.
land.
When he walked into this mysterious underground restaurant, Qin Jian realized why Paul recommended such a place.
The exquisite retro wall decoration makes people feel like they have entered an underground palace. The crystal clear crystal chandeliers and Chopin music lingering in the ears all indicate that this is a place full of various romantic elements.
Perfect for young men and women.
Duan Ran felt that Paul could no longer be relied upon.
Qin Jian didn't think so. It was simple. He came here to eat.
He doesn't need the exquisite food provided here, but it must at least be acceptable.
Of all the dishes, the 'Red Cabbage Soup' is undoubtedly the most unbeatable. How to describe it?
Qin Jian: "This is probably a pot of sour beans boiled with expired yogurt, and a bit of rotten egg flavor was added at the end."
Duan Ran: "Haha, do you want it to be so real!"
Qin Jian: "Really, I thought the red cabbage soup I drank in Moscow was no longer ordinary. Today I know that I was wrong about it."
After dinner, Qin Jian wrote down his evaluation of the red cabbage soup on the customer evaluation form before leaving.
And at the end, I added a sentence - 'If you don't mind that 15 euros are missing from your pocket for no reason, this can also be regarded as a special experience, and the taste will be known to the eater. - 2015.03.04 pm8:47 Qin
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The waiter took back the form and watched the two of them walk up the steps with a smile.
"You are so bad."
"Is it bad? Why do I feel like I'm too polite?"
"Haha - it's so funny."
There really aren't many people who are willing to write reviews so seriously these days.
...
Back at the hotel, the two of them rushed to the bathroom immediately, Duan Ransheng.
Duan Ran originally wanted to take off his makeup, but Qin Jian took a shower directly after going to the toilet.
When Qin Jian came out comfortably, Duan Ran had been busy in front of the wardrobe for a while.
Duan Ran had already hung Qin Jian's clothes piled on the bed into the closet one by one.
And in the suitcase she opened, there were circles of folded clothing, which dazzled everyone.
There are clothes, pants, skirts, hats, shoes, and everything that should be worn close to the body.
"Did you move your wardrobe here?" Qin Jian wiped his head, sat beside the bed, and picked up a thin piece of white cloth, which was no bigger than his palm.
Seeing that the tag had not yet been removed, he tore it hard and his fingers were sore from being strangled. He did not take it off, so he planned to use his teeth.
"Of course not..." Duan Ran turned around and saw this scene, bit his silver teeth, "You!" He stepped forward and snatched the panties from Qin Jian's hand, "Rogue!"
Qin Jian was taken aback. Instead of getting angry, he smiled instead of explaining. He said in a colorful way: "I remember you used to be very conservative."
He remembered again the time when Duan Ran had a fever in Tokyo. He went into Duan Ran's bathroom and asked, "Do you remember the little strawberry in Tokyo?"
"I didn't say I wanted to wear it." Duan Ran turned her back and concentrated on arranging her clothes.
"Why did you buy it if you don't want to wear it?" Qin Jian asked.
"It looks good, okay?" Duan Ran said.
"Does it look good?" Qin Jian asked again.
At this question, Duan Ran sighed, put down the clothes in his hand and turned around, with that sweet smile on his face again: "What do you think?"
Qin Jian was afraid of this, and thought in his heart that he should quarrel with each other, so why should he put on an expression?
"Ahem, how do I know if this looks good or not?" But he didn't want to lose.
Duan Ran frowned and said cutely: "Well, do you want me to wear it for you to see?"
The serious contrast between Duan Ran's expression and tone and the content of his words defeated Qin Jian with one move.
Seeing Qin Jian's confused face, Duan Ran still had that innocent smile. This time there was no overt or covert 'struggle'.
She is magnanimous, she is not afraid of anything, and she was mentally prepared on her way to Salzburg.
Even more so to this day.
What does it matter whether Qin Jian is a gentleman or not? Anyway, she doesn’t have many, just like her saying, ‘If you like it, just give it to you.’
"Then what, stop bullying me."
What Qin Jian said was hypocritical, but at first glance it sounded reasonable.
Duan Ran smiled softly, but there seemed to be something in his smile.
"Who bullied whom just now?"
After saying that, she continued to pack up. She generously clamped the white cloth and a pair of colorful stockings to both ends of the clothespins and hung them in a not-so-secret place.
Qin Jian suddenly felt a little uncomfortable after listening to Duan Ran's words, and he didn't know why.
He got up and helped Duan Ran clean up.
The two people were tidying up side by side. Duan Ran was arranging their clothes. He started to do it, but no one said anything at first.
After a few minutes of silence.
"Sorry, it was my fault just now." Qin Jian said.
Duan Ran paused when he heard the sound.
Then a pair of big eyes curved into two crescents.
"Then you will be punished by holding me to sleep tonight~"