Reunion.

No one expected this scene.

Two young men and women hugged each other tightly.

One is wearing a windbreaker and the other is wearing a bathrobe.

Duan Ran's hands were tightly clasped around Qin Jian's waist. Only in this way could she feel at ease for a moment, and everything else had been thrown out of the sky.

Qin Jian ran his left hand through Duan Ran's soft hair, smelled the familiar smell in front of him, and looked at the familiar suitcase outside the door.

On the box, there are airport luggage tags that he is familiar with, from Yanjing to Tokyo, to Vienna, and now to Hamburg.

...

Speechless, time passed by under the dim yellow light second by second.

a long time.

The two people seemed to let go of their hands at the same time.

Eyes facing each other.

One has a grin, and the other has red eyes.

moment.

Qin Jian's thin lips moved: "My hair has grown."

Duan Ran nodded.

"Thin."

Duan Ran nodded.

"Didn't you have dinner tonight?"

Duan Ran nodded.

"Are you hungry?"

Duan Ran nodded.

The next second.

Qin Jian raised his left hand again and wrapped it around Duan Ran's waist. He turned sideways and carried the luggage from the corridor into the house with his right hand.

"Ta~"

There was a soft slam of the door closing.

...

Duan Ran followed Qin Jian into the room. The smell of alcohol in the room made her frown.

"Drinking so much for one person."

The room was messy, with empty wine bottles scattered in the corners.

Qin Jian put the suitcase against the wall, turned around and scratched the back of his head, "We will discuss this later. Let's go out to eat first."

Duan Ran ignored him and continued to look at the room.

Scanning the bedside, her eyes were slightly startled, and she put down the cloth bag in her hand.

He walked straight to the two plastic bags in front of the bedside table and stopped.

He bent down and picked up a plastic bag, staring at it for a moment.

The corner of his mouth drew a small arc that was hard to detect.

"Not going out anymore"

As she said this, she turned around and sniffed her nose: "I want to eat this."

Qin Jian nodded, "Okay, eat this."

"You get it for me."

Duan Ran raised his chin and handed out the plastic bag in his hand.

Qin Jian smiled and reached out to take the plastic bag: "Okay, I'll get it for you."

...

In the small room, two people were busy at the same time.

Qin Jian went to the partition to boil hot water and opened the plastic package of rice noodles.

Duan Ran took off his windbreaker and hung it on the wall, then put on his slippers.

I opened the window, took a breath of fresh air, then turned around and started to tidy up the room.

Fifteen minutes later.

The house is as clean and tidy as new.

Qin Jian walked to the bedside with rice noodles and said, "Let's eat."

Duan Ran crossed out the chat page on his phone and threw the phone aside.

He sat up cross-legged from the head of the bed with bare feet and took the hot rice noodles.

He came closer and took a sniff, looking at Qin Jian's little face with a smile, "It smells so good."

Qin Jian handed over the fork, "Slow down, don't burn it."

He said and sat back on the chair.

“Not hot!”

Seeing Ran's savage eating scene, he couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Is it so delicious?"

"It's delicious. Do you want to take a bite?"

"Just a few bites, you can eat it, I won't."

"Then I'll leave you a bite."

...

One is eating and the other is watching.

The topic returned to the issue of not opening the door. Qin Jian's answer was that he thought he was hallucinating the first time he knocked on the door.

He said so, and Duan Ran believed it.

Just like that, one talked and the other listened.

Qin Jian started to talk in detail from the period before the college entrance examination to the beginning of university.

"Can you drive now?"

"Maybe."

Qin Jian wasn't sure whether he was holding the steering wheel steadily, but it was true that He was already able to hit the road.

Then he talked about the first meeting with Li Shuang, military training, from military training to the establishment of the club, and then to the successful debut of the club.

During this process, he did not avoid the questions of Carmen and Yi Yi Yao, but Duan Ran did not say anything more about it.

"It seems that you already have a good group of friends at school."

Qin Jian did not deny it: "Everyone gets along very harmoniously."

Duan Ran nodded, put down the rice noodle bowl, wiped his mouth gently, and said seriously: "I hope your club will get better and better."

"Thanks."

...

Time flies by your words and mine, until the early morning.

"Tell me about you, has anything interesting happened in the past few months?"

"What can I say? After I returned to Paris from Vienna, except for a few days of preparation for the exam, I spent the rest of my time practicing the piano."

"If I remember correctly," Duan Ran looked at Qin Jian and blinked, "I have told you all this."

"I remember that you had an event at school to participate in in early September?" Qin Jian asked suspiciously, "I didn't seem to hear you say anything about it after that."

"yes."

As he spoke, Duan Ran took out his numb legs from under his buttocks, got out of bed and turned his back to Qin Jian, bent down and smoothed his trousers. His straight legs wrapped under tight jeans perfectly showed off their slenderness.

"But Teacher Rigel arranged a four-hands partner for me."

Before Qin Jian could look away, Duan Ran had already turned around.

As if aware of Qin Jian's gaze just now, she smiled softly: "I refuse."

As he spoke, he sat down on the chair opposite Qin Jian, picked up the half bottle of wine left on the table and took a sip.

"I have nothing more to say, let's talk about you. Teacher Porter said on the phone that you had met with Conductor Sayevi this afternoon. How was the conversation?"
To be continued...