Chapter 112:

A brick-red wall stands in the northern part of the towering Alps, and a beech rushing into the sky spreads from the mountainside to the sky, hiding this ancient and distant castle in the deep jungle. One meter of bright sunlight leaked from the gap between the leaves of the mountain forest, shining through the two towers in the castle, as majestic as a sword.
In the open space of the castle's front yard, crew members are busy setting up machines. There was no time for breakfast at the foot of the mountain, and as soon as it was dim, the group hurried up the mountain. The film in Eisenach was only two or three days at the Wartburg Castle. Because it is located on the top of the mountain, the staff must carry all the equipment up the mountain on the first day, which is really laborious.
In order to protect this lush forest, the official did not build a cable car on the mountain, and even the road up the mountain only reached the mountainside. It really hurt a lot of staff. Wang Fang hummed and carried a lot of things, only half way, he was already tired and sweaty.
But when he saw the exquisite and magnificent wooden castle on the top of the mountain, the fat man's eyes widened with excitement. All fatigue and hard work were thrown away.
"Boss, it's really a castle hawk, it's a castle hawk!"
The long camera tracks are being laid from the castle's main entrance to the front yard, and Lin Xi is sitting on a lounger and taking a good look at the script. Linda brushed the dark eyebrow powder with Lin Xi's eyebrows gently. After listening to Wang Fang's words, he couldn't help raising his eyes and said with a smile, "Well, it's a castle."
"Uh huh!"
Wang Fang strolled around and was excited for a long time. After Lin Xi finished shooting today's first shot, he remembered that he wanted to share some of the things he brought with him with the rest of the crew. Because of the inconvenience of going up and down the mountain, almost everyone in the crew brought dry food from the hotel. At this moment, you can eat the small biscuits made by the fat man. The taste is even better.
The film was filmed from morning to noon. Fortunately, Raymond did not plan to let the whole crew live in the castle, so when the filming of a film after night is finished, today's film is all over. Probably it is not suitable for the mountain air pressure. During the whole day of filming, Lin Xi always felt a bit breathless.
He took a deep breath in his hands over his chest, and then spit it out slowly. Although it was better for a short time, but after a while, I felt stuffy in my chest, as if a pair of invisible hands were squeezing his heart.
"Drink this."
A pair of long, graceful hands suddenly appeared in front of Lin Xi's eyes. He subconsciously looked up, and saw that Onuo was looking at himself with his eyes down, and Qing Jun's brows were slightly frowned, seeming to be a little worried.
After taking over the stainless steel thermos bottle, just twisting the bottle cap, Lin Xi smelled a thick taste of permeation. The glass is full of light yellow liquid, which looks clear and clear against the moonlight. Suddenly a flash of light flashed, Lin Xi looked up and asked, "Is this American ginseng?"
Uno nodded slightly: "Well, lift the air and clear the heat."
"When did you buy this?" Lin Xi asked while taking a big sip of his glass. With the influx of that liquid, the bitter taste spread instantly in the mouth, with a little unnoticeable sweetness.
"At noon, you seem to be short of breath, so let Xiao Zhang go down the hill and buy some in town." After a pause, Onuo also said: "I didn't expect you to have this symptom, otherwise you should have let Wang Fang already get ready."
Wang Fangzheng and the deputy director discussed the arrangements for tomorrow's drama and did not hear what Onuo had said. In the absence of Ji Chengshu, Wang Fang had long been barely a half-agent assistant. At first it may be a bit uncomfortable, and there have been some trivial matters, but these days, Wang Xiaofei can already stand alone.
Lin Xi's gaze rushed over Wang Fang's body, and a mild smile flashed in his eyes. He shook his head lightly and said, "It's not a big deal. Most importantly, I only knew it today." Then, he looked up at Xiao Zhang, an assistant standing honestly, and nodded. "Thank you, Xiao Zhang. You have to go up and down the mountain, and work hard for you."
Xiao Zhang, an honest fellow, immediately shook his head and waved his hands again and again and said, "It's not necessary, it's what I should do."
Seeing this, Lin Xi couldn't help smiling and lip-scratching his lips. Before speaking, after listening to the diary, he shouted, "Began to take the last shot, and the departments are preparing." He had to gratefully give assistant Zhang a look, Say nothing more.
The final play was performed on the castle, Lin Xi and Uno stepped on the steps together.
This quietly lying stone staircase that has been lying for thousands of years is glowing with a touch of cold color under the clear moonlight, only about one meter wide, so Wang Fang and assistant Xiao Zhang are behind, Lin Xi and Onuo stand side by side. Row.
"You don't need to ... thank you?" It seemed to hesitate for a long time, with a voice of resentment ringing in Lin Xi's ear.
Lin Xi looked around in surprise, only to see when the man's handsome face was covered with a faint jealousy. It was still such a deep mixed eyebrow, but at this time he looked at himself with a resentful look.
What do you think, how do you think ... it is particularly interesting.
Lin Xi raised an eyebrow lightly, pretending to ask, "What? Why should I thank you?"
Onuo glanced from the thermos bottle in Lin Xi's hand and said, "The floor is very cold. I don't want to sleep tonight."
Suddenly I didn't understand how the topic shifted from thank you to sleep. Lin Xi froze for a while and asked, "You're not afraid that I would push you out of bed in the middle of the night?"
I saw Onuo narrow his eyes slightly, his thin lips slightly hooked, and asked, "Will you?"
Listening to the opponent's provocative words, Lin Xi could not help laughingly looked up and down the elegant man, and said, "So ... wait and see?"
"Okay." Without a trace, the promised words quickly flowed out of Onuo's mouth.
The bright moonlight gently touched this noble and deep castle in the deep mountains and jungles, and just after stepping on the last step, the cool evening breeze came on. The slightly hot temperature on his forehead gradually subsided under the blowing of the night breeze. Feeling that his brain was awake for a moment, Lin Xi turned his head and looked at the handsome man around him.
His eyes suddenly stopped when he touched the faint smile on the other's lips. Feng Xi's eyes widened. Then Lin Xi realized what he said just now: "You just did ..." Besides, looking at the dark and deep eyes of Onuo, Lin Xi had no choice but to help himself.
Over the past few years, he always thought that although this man was cold and arrogant, he belonged to the kind of man who disdain to play with his mind. However, these days, he finally found out thoroughly-
My previous knowledge of this person was really wrong!
Wang Fang trot up unknownly, standing on the wall of the castle, and had a panoramic view of the whole Thuringian forest. The fat man cheered happily: "Boss, it's really beautiful, look at it, you look at it here, and there, it's all beautiful. Boss, you say ... Boss, why don't you talk?"
"Boss ?! Boss ?!"
"... Qaq Boss, why don't you ignore me ..."
What is called the gate fire and pond fish? Wang Fang really explained this sentence with his own experience.
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Under the same vast and profound night sky, the soft and clear moonlight is still as cold and bright as it was decades ago. The night breeze in the Thuringian Forest was still hustle and bustle, gently blowing through the leaves of each beech, making a noise. It seems that the distant female voice is singing softly. There is only this castle in the dark black mountain. It stands proudly on the edge of the cliff and withstands the wind and frost for thousands of years.
Mo Qing, who has just arrived in Europe for a few months, is the first time to go away, and also the first time to see such a magnificent castle. At first, he thought that Kasder's proposal was only on a whim, so he didn't plan too much and followed the opponent to Eisenach. But when he saw the towering door of the castle opened to himself, the sudden surprise in his heart could not be described by words.
According to Kasder, the owner of the castle had a good relationship with his family, so he lent them for a few weeks. But just borrowing it has made Mo Qing extremely happy. He grew up in the Jiangnan water village in Huaxia, he has seen a lot of classical gardens, but he has never seen such an ancient castle built with stones.
Since these days, Mo Qing seems to have forgotten his original intention. He followed Kasder in a small town down the mountain, heard the white-haired old man on the street plucking the dreary Zitter piano, and saw the passionate and romantic wanderer playing the lyric saxophone. As Bach's hometown, Eisenach is really a place full of music.
Moreover, Mo Qing never knew that Kasder was such a brilliant genius. Standing in the warm sunshine of the small town, Kester followed the old man and played the dark black Zittel. Everything is romantic like the most magnificent rose garden in France, and even the cold face of Kester looks softer.
On the seventh day when he came to Wartburg, Mo Qing walked all over. When he saw that the old piano hidden in the castle was opened by Kyster, he knew that everything was back to the original point.
Looking at the cool moonlight like water splashing on that beautiful white piano, Mo Qing couldn't help taking his violin out of the case. No more words, just a look, and the two understood what each other meant.
The affectionate and soft music slowly flowed out of the piano hole, with a helpless sadness, lingering throughout the castle. It is a symphony of the piano and the violin. One seems to be the groan of the lowest turn, but the other seems to be reluctant to say goodbye. When the last epilogue stopped in the air, Mo Qing lay down the bow, but couldn't wake up from the emotion just now.
"What did you think of when you played the piano just now?" The low magnetic male voice sounded in the empty room.
Mo Qing chatted for a moment and replied: "I was thinking ... Today you and the old gentleman played the Zittel piano. The sun is very warm and you are gentle ..." As soon as the words came out, Mo Qingbian Immediately understanding what he was talking about, he immediately defended: "No, I mean that scene is very beautiful, so I can't help it ..."
Where the youth couldn't see, Kyster's fingers shuddered a little, and soon returned to normal. He closed the piano cover gently, looking at the young man with blame in front of him. He sighed and said, "Your relationship is there, but ... there was a mistake."
The two walked together to the long baroque window. The color of the glazed stained the moon, and it seemed that even the purest colors became gorgeous. Kester reached out and pushed the window open. Suddenly, a cool night breeze blew from the forest into the castle, and lifted the snow curtains by the window.
"Look there, that muddy path." The pretty finger pointed at a three-person-wide trail in front of the town, which was clearly yesterday's rain, but there were still a few small puddles on the trail. Moonlight is as bright as a mirror.
"The Bach of that year came all the way to his hometown from there." After a pause, Case turned to look at the confused young man, and said, "I'm afraid you don't know this secret. Mr. Earl is just The theme was announced and was not intentionally stated. "
There was a faint red color on his face, and Mo Qing lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I have been focusing too much on skills and didn't understand the feelings of this song."
"It was a cold late night, and Bach's wife had reached the end of her life, probably in that small house." Listening to Kester's voice, Mo Qing followed his gaze and looked down the mountain.
"The snow must have been very heavy that night, and this dense beech was stained with silver."
There seemed to be a lot of white snow in front of him, and Mo Qing froze and didn't speak.
"He stepped on the snow, his eyes were covered by heavy snow, but he didn't give up." It was so plain and undulating, but listening to Mo Qing's ears, he seemed to be crying. Emotional tone to tell, but let Mo Qing's heart tremble with it.
"Probably a horse ran to death, that's all he has now."
"The gold coin rewarded by the Cardinal also fell into the lake in the Thuringian Forest, but he did not take another look."
"He stepped on the snow with one footstep and one footprint, and ran towards the place against the whizzing cold wind."
Mo Qing seemed to see an impatient man wearing a black robe. The cold wind had blown all his clothes back, and the hat had been blown into the air, but the man didn't get distracted at all, but just kept running forward.
"When he saw the first smoking chimney, he ran ecstatically. It was his feet that had been frozen so fast that he could not walk, but at this time he had endless strength to let him run all the way Back home. "
"He opened the door and greeted his wife, who had been away for several years, with his happiest expression."
"His frosty fingers were holding the cold metal doorknob, but he heard the sad and depressed cry of the house."
Hearing here, Mo Qing's thin and thin body suddenly stagnated. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the man's powerful arm, and his throat was full of bitter taste. He seemed to have expected--
Next you will hear how cruel facts.
When suddenly the arm was gripped by the youth suddenly, Kyster's body stiffened. He is the one who hates most people's physical contact, but at this moment, there is nothing in his heart that wants to shake off the youth. The faint temperature ran along the skin that touched the youth, flowing little by little in the blood vessels, and finally flowing into the hot and beating heart.
Feeling the temperature on his arm, Kyster's eyes were dark and his voice hoarse, and he continued: "The woman who used to watch him leave the town with the most infatuated eyes has closed peacefully. His eyes are pale and his cheeks are thin. "
"I can't look at him any more, I can't give him a hug anymore, just lie quietly on the bed that's getting cold, but with the most ... uh ..." Kester's voice stopped suddenly and looked down. Youth around me. I did not know when, that Qingya Junxiu's face was already full of tears.
"Woohoo ... so didn't Bach see his wife's last look?" The young man choked and said, "Kesder, I never knew ... It's so touching that you actually say such touching things. ! "
After hesitating for a long time, watching the youth cry out of breath, Kyster finally couldn't help but explain: "Actually, this is the story I heard from my mother when I was a kid."
"But what you said is also very touching, it must be better than your mother's! Oh ..."
"..." Thinking again and again, Kyster finally decided not to utter his memory, and told the young man who was already crying into a red-eyed rabbit.
"It turned out to be Bach's tune for his wife. I finally understood what it meant. No wonder the teacher didn't tell me this story before. If he told me earlier ... I wouldn't dare to pull this tune." Mo Qing sucked his nose and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face. "This is love, it's really great! Bach's wife is alone in her hometown, watching Bach become a great master. And Bach also rushed back for his wife, but why didn't God let him see the last side what!"
"..." Kasid thought silently in his heart: still didn't tell him that Bach had a second wife.
"Kesder, thank you for bringing me here, and thank you for telling me this story." The tears on her face have been wiped away, and only the red eyes are still revealing the sadness of the youth just now, "You can go with me Play it together? "
There were still dry tears on Zhang Xiuxiu's face, and the moonlight was pouring, as if dreaming. Seeing the firm belief in the youth's eyes, Kester's heart trembled violently.
Seeing that the other party was not moving, Mo Qing couldn't help but go over and asked, "Kaste, how do you ..."
"Okay, let's ..."
The two voices stopped abruptly, and the warm touch that suddenly brushed his lips seemed to remind Kasder at all times what had just happened. The temperature on the lips had gradually cooled in the air, and Mo Qing quickly stepped back and pulled away.
"I'm sorry, I'm so reckless, these are all my faults, I ... uh? Uh ..."
A pair of strong arms suddenly pulled Mo Qing over, causing him to fall suddenly into a hot and wide chest. Suddenly someone blocked her lips, Mo Qingqingya's eyes widened. His brain was blank and he didn't understand what was going on.
When he returned to God, he was already embraced by this always silent man. The hot sensation on the lips has not disappeared, and afterwards I felt shy, and Mo Qing subconsciously tried to push away the other party. As soon as his fingers touched the sturdy chest, he heard a low voice sound in his ear: "Mo Qing, I like you."
It is not bitter German, nor is it fluent and smooth English, but the most beautiful Chinese in the world with a history of 5,000 years. The pronunciation of each word has some weirdness, but when combined, it seems to reverberate in the empty valley, with a long history and constant echo.
Suddenly there was a bright sun, and the man quietly plucking Zittel's piano. On the streets of exotic towns, the man still had a cold, expressionless face, but he always felt that this man had always been, like a gentle spring breeze.
He sighed softly, and Mo Qing slowly reached out and hugged the other's waist. There was a slight smile on his lips, and he responded softly: "Kasd, I like you too."
The tender moonlight gently touched every land on the vast earth, and the hazy and pure white snow gauze was raised by the night wind, blocking the indoor scene. Only the shadow reflected on the icy ground seemed to be silently proclaiming the most affectionate meeting of two lonely and simple hearts.
This is a word that Kester remembered for half a century, the hustle and bustle of the moment, the bright moonlight at that moment, everything seemed to appear in front of his eyes like a movie. It was the brick red wall of the Wartburg castle, the rustling beech leaves in the Thuringian Forest, and even the piano with a cold light, clearly like yesterday, and never forgotten.
To be alone, only the thin and thin young man in his arms has disappeared under the relentless erosion of the years.
Obviously it is the person who should be engraved in the heart, but because of the grief, it is so terrible that he never remembered it in his mind. The only thing that is still flowing gently is that simple sentence. After half a century of dust, he can't forget for a long time to wake him up in every cold and lonely night-
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