For Duan Ran, after a busy day, nothing makes her feel more comfortable than a sound of Qin Jian's concern.
Especially today, besides feeling comfortable, she was also a little at ease.
To be honest, she was a little worried that the other party would be unhappy today. She had never sent a message to the other party for 7 hours, which was unprecedented in her own memory.
This matter is simple to say.
Because after June, in addition to the countdown to the concert, Duan Ran's study of other professional courses has become more and more intense. Recently, she has devoted all her time and energy to these two things, which is related to whether she can
Get the credits you must get at the end of this semester.
The credits will directly affect whether her wish to graduate early can be realized as scheduled.
So sometimes even though she wanted to talk to Qin Jian, she held back in the end. Duan Ran was unambiguous on major issues of priority.
Especially today, from piano practice to the final stage performance in the afternoon, she didn't even have time to have dinner.
And regarding the concert, she never told Qin Jian from the beginning. If she suddenly brought it up today and told the other party, "I have to rehearse today and don't have time to reply to you," then her little calculation may be possible.
Facing failure.
After the rehearsal in the evening, she almost jogged all the way back to the apartment and sent Qin Jian a message before entering.
The other party's reply seemed to make her tired from the past few days disappear.
Duan Ran took off her shoes, washed her hands, and took out a piece of unopened bread from the cloth bag. This was her planned dinner, but she didn't eat it.
She took a photo with the bread and sent it to the other party.
Then he sent a voice message: "It's not hard, it's not hard, I'll eat it now! Hehe."
After finishing the speech, Ran stuck out her tongue. Probably because she had something to hide from the other party, she felt guilty after speaking.
After sending the voice message, Duan Ran finished the bread in a few mouthfuls in an unladylike manner and just took a drink of water.
The phone lights up again.
A three-second voice message.
Let it go: "Why is it bread again? You want to lose weight again? Huh?"
Listening to Qin Jian's teasing and a little bit of hoarse concern, Duan Ran laughed and continued to reply in voice: "Yeah, didn't you think I was fat a few days ago?"
Three seconds later.
Let it go: "I was just kidding you!"
Qin Jian's tone at this moment really didn't sound like he was joking. Duan Ran smiled, feeling like a fool.
"I've finished eating. I'll take a shower soon. Don't fall asleep!"
With a beep sound, Duan Ran threw the phone on the bed and turned to go to the bathroom.
The phone on the bed is still on.
Let it go: Wait, why are you eating so fast? Eat more.
...
After getting into bed, Duan Ran sent a video request to Qin Jian, and the other party quickly connected.
Looking at the sharp-edged face on the screen, Duan Ran wished he could be by his side right now. He couldn't help but sigh when he thought that he would have to wait at least another six months to get his performance diploma.
"What's wrong?" Qin Jian asked in the video.
Duan Ran pursed his lips and said, "I miss you."
Then Duan Ran saw Qin Jian's eyes suddenly widened in the video, as if he was making a face, "Haha, what are you doing? You're so stupid."
A pleasant video call begins.
A phone call is really a long time, two hours passed without blinking an eye.
There was no end to the trivial matters, but a lot of serious matters were also discussed.
Qin Jian gave Duan Ran a lot of knowledge about the harpsichord, and Duan Ran taught Qin Jian a lot about the harpsichord, which was one of her recent elective courses.
He has always been interested in Qin Jian, the harpsichord, and he asked a lot of questions based on Duan Ran's narration.
Duan Ran: "There will be a special Chopin concert on harpsichord by Grand Shefnandis in school the day after tomorrow. I will go there and record it and send it to you."
Of course Qin Jian was impressed: "Is that the Dutch finalist?"
Duan Ran: "Yes, that's him."
Probably the two of us haven't had much of a good conversation in the past week. After talking about professional matters, we would start talking about trivial matters every day. The two of us would say something to each other, and the conversation was very exciting.
Except for omitting the concert, Duan Ran told Qin Jian almost everything about the past week. In fact, it was nothing, just practicing the piano, eating, sleeping, going to class, and doing homework.
Duan Ran: "I'm super good."
Qin Jian definitely liked hearing this, even if Duan Ran didn't say it, he knew it, but it didn't affect the pleasure he felt when he heard this.
"Duan Ran."
"Um?"
"I'll go see you tomorrow."
"Ah?! What time!"
Duan Ran's little heart almost jumped at such a serious word that burst into her earphones. The first thing that came to her mind was not that she would have a concert tomorrow, but what time the other party would arrive tomorrow!
This, this, this, Duan Ran was just like a deer bumping around in his heart, when the serious face in the picture suddenly turned playful.
This made Duan Ran realize that he was being played by the other party.
"You lied to me!" Duan Ran snorted, switching the camera to the rear camera and pointing it at his feet.
Then there was a voice coming from the earphones, "Hey, hey, hey, just kidding, haha, don't be angry, don't be angry, switch the camera back quickly, you look very good today."
Listening to the words in his ears, Duan Ran chuckled, and then pretended to be angry, "You only deserve to look at my feet now~"
moment.
"Okay," Qin Jian said with a playful smile in the video, "You can also look at your feet, but can you please remove the underwear next to your left foot? It will affect my concentration."
Qin Jian didn't say that Duan Ran hadn't noticed yet, but she didn't intend to get up and clean it up, since it wasn't anyone else.
Moreover, the bed is already messy. She has been so busy lately that she doesn't have enough time to sleep every day, so she doesn't have the energy to clean it up.
However, it does not seem good for the other party to look at the messy bed like this.
Duan Ran finally cut back to the camera, "You know how to bully me."
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, don't be angry, you are so beautiful."
What Duan Ran can't bear the most is that Qin Jian sometimes suddenly becomes gentle. He has no real energy, and coupled with the other party's coaxing, it feels a little sweet in his heart~~~
The sudden change in painting style makes the passage of time speed up again.
It was almost a quarter past two in the morning and arrived unknowingly.
———
Two hours later.
"Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow." Qin Jian felt that the time was almost up. If he didn't stop chatting, the two of them could chat until dawn.
"Okay~" Duan Ran knew it was time for her to go to bed, and she knew Qin Jian had to get up early every day.
After saying good night to each other, Duan Ran put down the phone, turned off the light, and closed his eyes.
In the end, Qin Jian didn't ask her what she was busy with recently. This trust moved her, and at the same time
It made her feel a little guilty, but when she thought that she would be free in half a year, she felt a lot better.
'I'll go see you tomorrow.'
Before going to bed, he thought about Qin Jian's words again, and Duan Ran fell asleep in the darkness with a little loss and sweetness.
Yes, waiting for her tomorrow will be the first concert in her life.
Although it was forced to be held in advance in order to graduate as soon as possible, it is undeniable that there are not so many meaningful firsts in life.
...
...
In the face of any emotion, people need a little bit of reason.
After the phone call, Qin Jian felt very comfortable and no longer a little irritated.
He felt that he had chosen a suitable opening method to resolve the negative emotions accumulated in recent days, and what he gained was a happy night.
Just imagine if he came up with a long series of questions at the beginning, I don’t know what the scene will end with at this moment.
After checking the air tickets, Qin Jian took a shower and then simply packed his luggage.
There was no direct flight from Bergen to Paris, so he had to make a layover in Amsterdam.
He really had to make good use of his two days off.
At three o'clock in the morning, Qin Jian left a message on Liao Linjun's WeChat.
Let it go: Sister Lin Jun, I won’t go to the opening ceremony of the Bells Music Festival. I’m going to Paris. The route and round-trip air tickets have been booked. I’ll be back in two days. Don’t worry.
Qin Jian left very lightly.
When he walked out of the courtyard gate, only Ido, who had been sitting on the wall looking at the moon, noticed his departure.
Ido's calm gaze kept sending him far away.
Just when Ido felt a little sleepy, suddenly the sound of a car engine sounded in the courtyard.
Ido looked around.
A small car drove out of the courtyard gate in the direction of the figure just now.