Chapter 150:

The clear blue sky is divided into two pieces because of the gradual sunset. One piece is still blue and clear, as if with a lot of vitality, but one is already old, and is rendered a dim cloud. The top of the Eiffel Tower stands just between this boundary, symbolizing the two ends of the choice.
The pigeons on the God of War Square still fluttered their wings tirelessly, flying one after another and falling. After the pigeons, the white-haired Professor Akade shook the pigeon food in his hand and looked down at the sight of the pigeons coming in front of him.
A question has not been answered for a long time, and he said with no heart: "Teacher, Paris is a good place, but... you are too lonely here. Your life is still ten years, twenty years or even longer, I can Stay with you and support you."
Professor Akkad’s wife died early and did not leave him a half-woman. When I was at the college, Professor Akkad returned to Turin to eat the things of his distant house. The last loved one of the old man also passed away.
In my heart, since the teacher does not want to accept the students again, he treats the teacher as his father, and spends the last time with the old man, letting him enjoy his life.
But in the mind of Professor Akade, it is obviously not the case. I saw that he had shaken all the pigeon food in his hand and said calmly: "Paris... It’s a good place. It’s very romantic and beautiful. I’m afraid it’s a paradise for every girl’s heart.

I didn’t return to God for a moment:
Teacher, what are you talking about?

"Small seven, do you know where my favorite place in my life is?"
Thinking of what Professor Akade had just said, he replied tentatively: "...is it Paris?"
But see Professor Akade gently shook his head and said: "No, not Paris, not Turin, not even New York, or Vienna, where I have lived for more than 20 years." Dunton, Professor Akade whispered softly. Said: "My favorite place is where Shalina is."
He snorted and didn't know how to open it.
Sarina Alcatel is the name of his master. I have never seen this woman, because when he was a young professor of Akkad, his wife went early because of illness. Since then, Professor Akade has never married any woman.

Forty-seven years ago, when we were married for the honeymoon, we came to Paris. Sherina said that she liked this place very much. It is beautiful, it is very quiet, and there is her favorite Fontainebleau Palace.
Professor Akkad’s voice is very calm.
Every girl has a princess dream. Sharina said that when she first saw the Fontainebleau Palace, she felt...

"This is the castle that belongs to her."
"I grew up with Sharina. When I was very young, I was in a slum, and I piled a palace in the sand with her. Sharina said that it was not her castle, she wanted Fontainebleau, but ...I piled up a Fontainebleau Palace."
The old man’s low-pitched voice rang in the empty square, his fingers narrowed slightly, whispering:
Teacher...

"Forty years ago, when she died, I was performing with Neway at the Boston Concert Hall. At that time, it seemed like a cold winter. She told me in a telegram a month ago that she had a small birth. Cold, not what... big illness."
Professor Akkad’s voice was a little choked, and he squatted down, and some could not bear to look at each other’s expressions.
"In fact, it is really not a serious illness. Tuberculosis was able to be treated at that time, but Shalina didn't want to bother me. I wanted to let my heart go through the first global tour of life..."
Professor Akkad’s voice stopped short and he reached out and hugged the old man.
Unlike his great musical achievements, Master Akade is a short, thin and old man. At this moment, he patted the shoulders of his own students, but his body was quite straight. He said: "Small seven, the teacher likes Paris very much. Here I can walk quietly on the street and see the young people who hug and kiss. Seems to see the original self and Shalina."
I still don't want to give up: "Teacher, but you are alone..."
"Small seven." Professor Akkad's eyes were red, but the tears did not fall down. He looked at his students seriously and focused on his words: "There are many pursuits in people's lives. You think the teacher is very lonely. In fact, the teacher didn't think so. Here, I seem to feel that Shalina is by my side. She is a beautiful princess and is waiting for me in the Fontainebleau Palace."
"Small seven, no one in the world will wait for you forever. The teacher asks you to cherish your love of Auston because...you have this opportunity to be together and to be happy."
"If someone asks me now, do you regret that you didn't return to Turin to see Shalina because of the tour? Then I will say, I have never regretted it. This is the choice that Shalina made for me. Never question her."
"But Xiaoqi, if someone asks me... is willing to become a world violin master Reed Akade, or become a Reid of Shalina, then I just want to become Sharina's Reed."

Everyone has different choices. Selina made a choice for me 40 years ago, so now... let me make a choice for her. You still have a lot to go, you still have a lot of time. When will you wait for you to board the golden
hall stage, remember to send an invitation to the teacher, the teacher will be satisfied."
......
After returning from the Champ de Mars in the evening, Professor Akade personally gave a delicious dinner to the donkey, with a chocolate flavor that only belongs to Turin, Italy.
He smiled and played a few songs for his teacher, and the latter praised him again and again: "It's not bad. I didn't leave my homework in Vienna. I have to work hard, I know!"
The time of gathering was always short. It took a whole day to clean up the house for the lazy and awkward tutor. On the fifth day after coming to Paris, he was in the reluctance of Professor Akade. I set foot on the plane to Huaxia and officially left this beautiful and romantic city.
The plane rose into mid-air, whether it was the Eiffel Tower or the Fontainebleau Palace, it became a negligible little point. When he pulled the window up, he looked at the long jade belt, the Seine, and he couldn't help but bend his throat.
Obviously saying that he is not alone, and finally at the airport, isn’t he holding him for a long time?
The teacher is so awkward!
Along the way, he spent a long journey in the dark chocolate and the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
When he got off the plane and arrived at the China Capital Airport, the city of B was in the early hours of the morning. In such a quiet late night, the traffic on the street was sparse, and the taxi quickly went downstairs to the apartment and opened the door.
This time he did not enter his original apartment, because the house in the city of b has long since retired, so he can only helplessly walk into the neighbor's neighbor to live. As for the rent... help cleaning the house?
Because of the time difference, it was not until the early morning of the second day of the b city that Zheng Weiqiao took the steamed buns to knock on the door.
Just entering the door, Zheng Weiqiao stayed in the spacious porch, he did not think, just a place separated by a wall, even if there is a hole!
After picking up the breakfast in Zheng Weiqiao’s hand, he saw the latter’s face
I am not going to the wrong room
. He smiled and reached out and shook in front of Zheng Weiqiao, then said:
Zheng Ge, 闵琛It seems that I bought the upper floor and the other two single apartments on this floor, and then asked the designer to get through. So the house is a little bigger than the one I rented."
Zheng Weiqiao: "...ah, oh oh, is it..."
Where is this a little bigger!
If he had a perspective, the layout of the two apartments would be like "Hey, he could only live in the corner of his house."
He did not understand the expression of Zheng Weiqiao's rich feelings. He smiled while drinking soy milk and asked: "Yes, Zheng Ge, why didn't you see the blind?"
Zheng Weiqiao pulled the stool and sat next to him. He said: "Your nephew has recently been in a fetus, I have not let her go out. But Xiaoqiah, although you just returned to China, I may not be able to accompany you more recently. You know that your nephew is coming soon, I want to be with her all the time."
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Zheng Weiqiao took a gift bag on the coffee table. He looked at the other bags that were neatly arranged and asked: "Small seven, do you still have to give gifts to Tan Lao?"
"Yeah, I am going to the city of the symphony orchestra in the afternoon. I haven't seen everyone for a long time, and brought some special products back to them."
"Oh, that's how it is……"
Zheng Weiqiao sipped a few more words and went back before lunch. According to his words, "I have to give my wife a meal to eat." Although he does not think that Zheng Weiqiao can burn a "rice", but he still reluctantly cooks a little millet porridge last night to let Zheng Weiqiao take it back, at least... there is no food to eat, you can drink Do you want porridge?
After 戚暮 officially sorting out your luggage, it was only 3 pm. He took the special gift of the big bag and went to the symphony orchestra of the city. He just walked to the door and saw a few young and beautiful girls around the gate. He didn't know what to say.
At the foot of the footsteps, after a little hesitation for a while, he continued to move forward.
Under the north wind of the city's cold and cold, the leaves of the phoenix tree were blown to leave only one or two pieces hanging on the dry branches. A beautiful and handsome young man stepped up the stairs and was planning to enter the gate of the B City Symphony Orchestra.
At that moment, he was slightly