811. You want to support me? Girlfriend who is getting more mature
There are many happy things in the world, such as this and that.
The light rain outside the window was pattering, swaying in the wind, hanging on the glass, forming water marks and leaving them along the window wall.
Water mist covered the whole world.
Duan Ran held on to the window sill, her blurred eyes facing the colorful world, and the blurry red-lit high-rise buildings flickered in her field of vision.
It's like a dream, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.
Feeling the waves of heat and dizziness, she ascended to heaven and earth in a world of bliss.
There are not many ways to go to heaven and to earth. It’s just right now, right now.
Every millisecond is bliss on earth.
——
Two more hours later, the time came to 17:47 pm Berlin time.
The rain outside the window has stopped.
"Husband, what time is our train coming?"
Duan Duan was lying on the corner of the bed, wearing Qin Jian's gray suit jacket, with a pair of slender white calves behind him swinging back and forth exposed in the air.
She looked at the phone screen, her wet hair had not yet been wiped dry,
"8:30."
Qin Jian came out of the bathroom, sat by the bed and blew Duan Ran's hair.
"We'll go downstairs to have some food later, and then we'll just wait for Paul's call."
Enjoying the right strength of Qin Jian's fingers, classmate Duan Duan groaned in comfort, then put down the phone and buried it between Qin Jian's legs.
“So comfortable~”
Three minutes later, Qin Jian turned off the hair dryer and put it aside, patted the back of Duan Ran's swaying head and said, "Okay, get up and change clothes."
"No." Duan Ran hummed.
"Didn't you complain that you were hungry on the way back from the airport?" Qin Jian kept listening to Duan Ran's stomach growling throughout the afternoon.
"Hmph! Then you won't take me to dinner first!"
Faced with the chubby guy sitting cross-legged, Qin Jian couldn't look at him inappropriately, because his suit size was not round enough.
"Don't we have to go back to the room to put our luggage first?" Qin Jian said confidently, "Besides, who will hold me for a while first?"
Duan Ran's smiling eyes met Qin Jian's gaze without flinching, and his white teeth were exposed, "So what if it's me?"
The next second she jumped up and sat cross-legged on Qin Jian's waist.
She raised her arms and hooked Qin Jian's neck, and the suit slipped off her body.
The two faces are closer.
"So what if it's me?" Duan Ran blinked his playful eyelashes and asked again quietly.
Looking at the little face so close and feeling the hot air blowing on his face, Qin Jian wanted to say it was itchy.
But before he could say anything, Duan Ran held his face and kissed him affectionately.
"Qin Jian, I miss you so much."
——
Another two hours.
Downstairs in the hotel, two people were chewing a burger each in their hands. At their feet were two suitcases, one large and one small, one black and one white.
The streets were particularly clear after the rain. The images of two tall and thin people were like anime characters from comics.
"Paragraphs."
"Yeah, it's delicious."
Qin Jian sighed and shouted without saying anything else.
"Why are you sighing? What's wrong?" Duan Ran stopped chewing, puffed out his cheeks and asked.
"It's okay." Qin Jian smiled, "Eat quickly, Paul will be here soon."
"Hmm~" Duan Ran's cheeks began to gurgle again, like a little hamster.
Half a quarter of an hour later, a familiar black Mercedes-Benz was approaching from a distance.
Qin Jian swallowed the last bite, clapped his hands together, and muttered, "Are you full?"
"We still want to eat tonight." Xiaopang Duan said and stuffed the last bite into his mouth, "What about you?"
"I'm full." Qin Jian nodded.
"Really?" Duan Ran didn't believe it.
"It's true." Qin Jian said, and the car stopped in front of the two of them.
"Long time no see, Miss Duan."
Paul got out of the car and helped the two of them carry their luggage into the car.
The three of them drove to the train station chatting about 'Yada and Qila'.
——
The three of them arrived in Hamburg, and Qin Jian made an appointment with Paul outside the train station to meet tomorrow morning.
"At half past ten, we can just go there by ourselves."
"Okay Mr. Qin, I'll wait for you at the door of the company at half past ten."
Paul sent a special car to take the two to the hotel.
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the hotel where they stayed last year.
The two got off the car and walked into the lobby. The lobby was still the same setting as before, and nothing had changed.
The room the two of them stayed in was still the same floor where they had shared two rooms next to each other, but this time they stayed in one room.
"Time flies so fast." After entering the house, Duan Ran dragged the box and shoes.
Qin Jian followed her into the house, looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and said with emotion, "Yeah, it's been more than a year in the blink of an eye."
Both of them felt like they were revisiting their old places.
"husband."
"Um?"
"If I didn't come to Hamburg to find you last time, would you go to Paris to find me?"
"of course."
"Well, but I feel like you won't go to me then."
"real."
"I believe you then~ That's right! I even forgot about it!"
As he spoke, Duan Ran knelt down and opened the suitcase. After some fumbling, he took out an exquisite gift box from a hidden compartment.
He stood up and handed it to Qin Jian: "A gift from the best commander~"
Looking at the gift box in front of him, Qin Jian felt warm in his heart, "Thank you."
"Open it quickly and take a look~" Duan Ran encouraged,
Qin Jian took it and opened it, it was a delicate razor, "I like it."
Duan Ran chuckled, turned around, stretched out and lay down on the bed, "You have to shave frequently from now on, otherwise you will look like an old man."
"Uh-huh-"
Qin Jian responded and packed up their luggage.
Five minutes later, "Let's go?"
Duan Ran put down his phone and turned over, "Where are you going?"
"Don't you want to have a midnight snack?" Qin Jian asked.
Duan Ran: "Don't eat. Let's go to bed early tonight. You have work tomorrow."
Qin Jian nodded, "Then let's wash up."
"good--"
After a long tone, Duan Ran climbed up and grabbed Qin Jian's clothes, and the two of them went to the bathroom.
Shouts and laughter came from the bathroom again.
——
Both of them were a little tired after an afternoon of hard work.
Especially for Qin Jian, there is only endless land and no cattle that will die from exhaustion.
Once in bed, the two of them quickly fell asleep.
Qin Jian didn't know that Xiaopang Duan punched him in the face when he turned over in the middle of the night.
It's just that he was too tired.
At 8:30 the next morning, Qin Jian woke up and immediately noticed something strange coming from the left side of his face, as if he had been beaten.
He looked at the sleepy Duan Ran with confusion, and saw Duan Ran groaning in a daze: "Did you secretly pinch me again in the middle of the night? My left side hurts so much."
"No...no?" When asked by Duan Ran, Qin Jian rubbed the left side of his face and replied uncertainly, but he couldn't remember anything.
When Little Fatty Duan heard this tone, he recalled those early mornings in the Warsaw hotel and said angrily: "You are still quibbling!!"
Qin Jian: "Huh?"
He always felt something was wrong.
——
At 10:30, the two arrived at DG Company on time.
After drinking a cup of tea in Vaughn's office, Qin Jian and Vaughn discussed the recording matters again.
Then Paul took him to the recording location.
Different from recording Mozart live, this time there was no orchestra and he only had to complete it alone.
Vaughan provided him with the best independent small chamber music hall at DG headquarters.
About 50 square meters, on the stage is a newly debugged d274s.
In the morning, Qin Jian kept finding his groove in front of the piano. In the afternoon, he tried to record a version, but after recording, he didn't feel ideal.
"I felt that the sound was wrong. It was very different from how it sounded to me live."
In the recording studio, Qin Jian asked Astor for his opinion.
As Astor, who was in charge of recording Mozart for Qin Jian, he understood what Qin Jian meant.
Aster: "How about trying it again? I'll make some adjustments this time."