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Chapter 8 Ch8 Night Sailing Ship

The night sky in Vienna in spring is surprisingly blue. Under the reflection of the water and the sky, the Danube finally turned into the blue of Strauss’ dream tonight, flowing quietly.

The temperature was low tonight, and there were not many people who dared to take a cruise ship and go outside. When Shen Teng walked up the ladder to the third deck, he happened to see the United Nations City, which was lit up across the canal in the distance.

The industrious and wise Viennese have built a straight and wide canal on the winding Danube section, and cruise ships pass through it day and night, and you can enjoy the river in Vienna within three and a half hours for only a few tens of euros. night view.

The spring breeze in Austria is cold at night, not as warm as egg tarts in the daytime. Shen Teng was afraid of migraines, so when he came up, he changed another hat that was more warm from his backpack and buckled it on his head. The hair is not messed up by the river wind.

"I was wrong."

The guy walking behind him with his pockets in his pocket said "I was wrong" in a tone that couldn't hear "I was wrong", maybe he didn't do this kind of thing, he apologized like a rascal Children, they are not stingy, annoying, and have no sincerity of repentance.

Seeing that there was no response, Qin Zheng said again: "Forgive me, Shen Jiaying."

Shen Teng stopped in his tracks, turned his head and gave him a blank look: "Don't call me that."

The waiter handed Shen Teng a glass of red wine on the second floor just now. He did a little research on it, and he could tell that it was Pinot Noir, which is rich in the local area, just by the faint almond aroma.When he turned his head, Shen Teng took a serious look at what Qin Zheng was wearing today—a gray hooded sweater, a black nylon bomber jacket—if wine was spilled on it, sending it to dry cleaning should be able to remove the traces, right?

Having said that, he was indeed angry with Qin Zheng.

Under normal circumstances, Shen Teng has a very good temper. He is always willing to make people around him feel comfortable. Sometimes he can't control the scale, and even makes people feel excited.He was seldom angry, especially not sulking like a fool, but who made Qin Zheng so capable that Shen Teng really gave him a real roll of eyes.

But Shen Teng was actually not as angry as he showed.

After all, he was very lucky. He was wearing a Bluetooth headset during the video call with his grandmother. There is a high probability that Qin Zheng's nonsense in front of the camera did not reach Shen Yuru's ears, but the boundaries and gestures that should exist between people, Shen Teng thinks that he should act well for the second young master who has no sense of propriety.

"Don't you understand?" Shen Teng frowned seriously, "Will I run over and call 'Dad' when you and your father are on the phone?"

Qin Zheng held his red wine glass behind his back, slightly raised his eyes to look at the void, as if imagining the scene, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and looked back.

"It's not impossible."

Is he laughing? !

Thank goodness, if it wasn't for compromising social etiquette in public, Shen Teng would have wanted to kick him.

It seems that he finally realized how much he was a rascal, or it may be that the exhausted travel for days finally broke Qin Zheng's amazing immune function. Sniffing, squinting, feline-like yawning behind the zipper of his jacket.

Under normal circumstances, cats will only stretch in places where they feel safe, and this picture usually attracts many bipedal animals to stop and watch.

This moment is no exception.

He just yawned, but Shen Teng, who was standing beside Qin Zheng, seemed to have discovered something new, and was immediately distracted from his anger, and looked at him with completely new eyes.

It wasn't until the second young master raised his eyes and looked at him lazily that Shen Teng shared his discovery with him enthusiastically: "You know, although some men can barely rank among the good-looking by relying on static facial features, but When they blow their nose at the dinner table, they always immediately transform into 'the man', and they sound one way and another, making people feel as if they are in the valley of wild elephants."

Even "Wild Elephant" himself snorted happily when he heard the sharp and subtle metaphor.

Shen Teng approached Qin Zheng with a smile, and exclaimed, "But you don't know how to do it."

Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Should I say thank you?"

Shen Teng moved a little further away from him, nodded: "You're welcome."

Qin Zheng is very good-looking, his facial features are sharp-edged and cold, and besides that, he has a very special temperament.

Men are always so naive, and there are not a few guys who have regular facial features, clean clothes, and still have a youthful look when they grow up to 23 or [-].Qin Zheng also has a youthful look, but maybe it's because his shoulders are generous enough. Compared with those sloppy students of the same grade, he looks stable enough and full of masculinity.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, Shen Teng always feels that sometimes there will be some vague... melancholy on Qin Zheng.

Yes, depression.

Lingling, lazy, like an unpolished but full of aggressive sharp blade... To put it simply, Qin Zheng's superior family background and education allowed Qin Zheng to stand out from the crowd, but compared The rich second generation of Qin Zheng, the inexplicable sense of world-weariness on Qin Zheng made him look more like a rich second generation who had just gone bankrupt-but the fact is that the Qin family not only did not go bankrupt, but now the business is still in business. It's booming.

Perhaps it is because of this unexplained temperament that makes him seem out of place with others, and makes him look so displeasing to his father, and it is precisely because of the melancholy that artists are most fond of that he gave way to pass by a few years ago. Shen Teng couldn't help but stop.

"Is Vienna fun?" Qin Zheng asked suddenly.

Shen Teng came back to his senses and nodded: "That's right, it's indeed the city I've always dreamed of since I was a child."

Qin Zheng seemed to be thinking: "But we didn't go to too many scenic spots."

Even the most famous golden hall is just a passing glimpse.

"You don't have to go to the scenic spots for fun." Shen Teng looked into the distance meaninglessly, "The so-called scenic spots are just places opened up by people who later defined 'value', and the connotation of its birth comes from the city itself. , and this connotation can be seen in every brick and stone in the city."

After absent-mindedly answering, Shen Teng remembered something, turned his head, and asked helplessly: "Is this the first time we travel together?"

No.

In the past three years of acquaintance, they have met in so many different cities in the world, but they are all the same as today, and they have hardly visited a certain scenic spot like a serious tourist.

But if you think about it a little bit, it seems that the purpose of those meetings is not to play... There is no reference value on this issue.

Shen Teng touched his nose in embarrassment, and took the initiative to change the subject: "Where do you like most? Among those places we have been to."

"Zambia." Qin Zheng answered almost without thinking.

This answer seemed to be completely unexpected to Shen Teng, he blinked and asked dryly: "Are you serious?"

Of all the scenes where they met, this was the worst setting, and the only one that was completely accidental.

Qin Zheng nodded, not giving Shen Teng a chance to continue asking.

"What about you?" he asked.

"Barcelona." Shen Teng's answer was also without hesitation.

Spain's second largest city, the perfect realization of Zelda's dream, where there seems to be always clear and bright sky, sunshine, beaches, churches, Messi, and the Midsummer Night's Dream on the top of Caramel Mountain is so beautiful that people lose their words, just Sitting by the beach and doing nothing, Shen Teng can stay quietly for a whole day and night.

But what is regrettable is that the above words were all experienced by him before Qin Zheng's arrival.

Shen Teng likes Barcelona so much, Qin Zheng came a step late, he originally wanted to drag him to walk through this city again.But not surprisingly, they ended up staying in the apartment by the sea, without going out for three days.

Perhaps it was the comfortable environment that made Shen Teng's state too perfect. Qin Zheng was not willing to let him go out of his sight for a minute or a second. The bedroom, the floor, the sofa, and the room were full of smells of bursting emotions. Shen Teng was extremely helpless by this ungodly king. Many times, he almost lost his concentration in the deep eyes of the other party, and almost had some unnecessary illusions.

It was an extremely rotten holiday until the last day, when Qin Zheng finally carried Shen Teng, who had fallen asleep, to the rooftop, and kissed his eyes awake before sunrise.

Flocks of seagulls whined and circled above their heads. At the end of the line of sight of the sea and the sky, the golden morning light sprouted at the moment when Shen Ma opened his eyes. It was not stingy from the time when the skyline was born, and it spread equally over every beach on the beach. A palm tree and sand, passing through the old city of Barcelona, ​​and finally falling to the top of the beautiful Sagrada Familia behind them.

Spread out the world map, seven continents and four oceans, Barcelona is probably the best place on this earth to fit Shen Tso's wandering soul, and it can almost perfectly fit his brilliant and sick life.

But this time, Qin Zheng didn't continue to ask Shen Tana why he didn't choose Barcelona. He seemed to recall the same scene, and echoed softly: "The buildings there... are indeed very distinctive."

Qin Zheng visited Gaudí's Sagrada Familia when he was a teenager, but that morning, the shocking reflection of the sunrise and the cathedral is still an indelible inch of brilliance in his memory.

"That's right!" Shen Teng began to drop his book bag, "A great architect once said: Architecture is a delicate, correct and excellent game between shapes gathered in the sun."

This knowledge point should not be in the field of Qin Zheng's dabbling, but in the next second, the second young master unexpectedly followed up with his name: "Le Corbusier?"

Shen Teng blinked: "...it should be?"

Last month in Quebec, a rich second-generation stranger struck up a conversation with him in a cafe. Seeing that Shen Teng had been looking at the building outside the floor-to-ceiling windows and ignored him, he took the initiative to bring up the topic of "architecture and sunshine", but Shen Teng was very perfunctory at that time, the other party said a lot, and he only remembered this sentence, but Qin Zheng also knew it.

Could it be that this is a well-known saying by the rich second generation all over the world?

"I wanted to be an architect when I was a child." Qin Zheng took the initiative to explain his doubts.

This is the first time I heard of it.Shen Teng was a little surprised: "Really?"

Qin Zheng: "Fake."

Shen Teng: "?"

The inquiring curiosity suddenly welled up in my heart, and Shen Teng asked persistently: "Is it true or not?"

Qin Zheng nodded: "Fake."

It does not make sense.

Shen Teng smiled and admitted defeat: "Okay, I won't ask you back in the future."

How dare you question our great Tsar Majesty, the favorite concubine seems to be impatient.

But Shen Teng was still surprised.

Our second young master actually wanted to be an architect.But why didn't he do it? You don't need to ask, just think about the source that made him "the melancholy bankrupt rich second generation" and you can figure it out.

It seems that Qin Zheng's future has never really belonged to him.

Shen Teng wanted to sympathize with him a little bit, but when he thought about it, no matter what he said, it seemed that in the end it would only become a harmless outsider, and he gave up again.

"Have you thought about it yet?" Qin Zheng broke the silence.

Shen Teng came back to his senses: "Huh?"

Qin Zheng raised his eyes from the ripples of the river at the bottom of the boat, turned his head to look at Shen Teng: "Aren't you thinking about how to comfort me?"

"……who said it?"

"Oh," Qin Zheng slowly looked away again, "That's because I'm being too sentimental."

Why is he so funny.

Shen Teng narrowed his eyes, leaned close to Qin Zheng's ear in the wind, and said with a warm smile, "How do you want me to comfort you?"

His tone was more lingering than the spring breeze tonight, and his eyes were rippling, bottomless.

Qin Zheng was very familiar with this look - Shen Teng was inviting him.

But after being invited so many times, this time, Qin Zheng lowered his eyes and chose to deal with it coldly.

"no need."

He swirled the red wine in his glass and swallowed it all in one gulp without appreciating it.

The buffalo went crazy.

Shen Teng held his wine glass, propped his head, and leaned lazily on the side of the guardrail. After watching the scene where the second young master changed his face, he turned his head again, and yawned nonchalantly while holding his chin.

"I have learned to flirt with people since I was a teenager. I am different from my grandma," Shen Teng emphasized, "or rather, I don't want to be like my grandma."

Shen Yuru was able to meet Edwin, which was their fate as one in ten million lucky ones. Even if they couldn't have both in the end, they were far luckier than most people in the world who are in a hurry to find someone to spend their lives with.

Shen Tomato doesn't think he will have the same luck, and even if he does, he hopes to use this luck in other more meaningful places.

"Facing the same person forever, day and night... For me, just thinking about it is scary enough."

There is no need to elaborate on the touching part of being alone, even if someone has to create more bonds with the world through someone, the tenderness of having a good time with someone in those countless nights is enough to make Shen Teng insist on living a little longer up.

"You don't like to be responsible." Rather than accusing, Qin Zheng seemed to be stating a fact.

Shen Tomao thought about it, and nodded without being offended: "It can be said that. And frankly, I don't think there is such a thing as 'unique true love', or that everyone can meet it."

Regardless of the male-female ratio and sexuality bonus, even if everyone in this world has an equal chance to fall in love with others, how can you be sure that that person is the most correct?

"People just take it easy, and even with serious relationships, people break up and forget about it, as easy as switching to another brand of cereal."

From "Love at Sunset".

For a long time, Shen Teng seems to have always been used to borrowing other people's words to express his thoughts, but as he said, there will never be [-]% identical souls in the world, so the subtle differences in expression habits between people, It will also allow the quoter's truest emotions to be buried in the quote.

If the two people in the conversation have been communicating like this all the time, it's best if they don't.

Fortunately, Qin Zheng is more boring than Shen Teng, he doesn't like watching movies that much, and prefers to express his feelings with his own mouth.

"Do you remember the second time we met? I mean, in Zambia."

After getting off the ferry, Qin Zheng asked on the noisy pier.

This question came suddenly, Shen Teng nodded and replied: "Of course I remember."

Like I said before, it was a complete accident.

Obviously, when they separated on Highway 66, the two of them tacitly did not leave any contact information for each other, but half a month later, they met again in the African Natural Park where the wild elephants were aided.

Qin Zheng's gaze remained calm: "That was not entirely an accident."

Shen Teng: "...what?"

"I'll tell you next time." But this man suddenly acted like a fool.

Shen Tomo tilted his head helplessly: "When is the next time?"

Qin Zheng's answer was vague but specific: "After today."

Shen Teng pretended to be embarrassed: "But I just want to say goodbye to you tonight."

Qin Zheng smiled indifferently.

"It's all right," he said.

Qin Zheng is very handsome.

Shen Teng has had a specific and clear understanding of this point more than once. This night alone, this idea appeared in his mind five times at least clearly and vaguely.

It was the sixth time just now.

The voice of "It's all okay" fluttered down carelessly, Qin Zheng slightly lowered his head, and raised his hand to brush away Shen Teng's long hair hanging by his ear-this action is almost about to be engraved into Shen Teng's genetic sequence, every time After Qin Zheng finished this action, there was always a turbulent tide of emotion that followed—when the man's fingertips lightly brushed against the tip of Shen Ma's ear, he almost uncontrollably reacted slightly out of physiological reaction. trembled a bit.

But this time, Qin Zheng just carefully and attentively checked the earlobe that Shen thatch had covered up all the way—there was already too red and swollen.

Something fell into the pocket of Shen Teng's windbreaker.

Qin Zheng's fingertips left the ends of his hair.

"Wipe it before going to bed, remember not to get wet."

What a surprise.

Shen Teng blinked.

Qin Zheng was clearly standing in front of him, but why did he suddenly seem to be far away?

"I bought a ticket for tomorrow and put it with the ointment."

Perhaps because there were too many noises around, Qin Zheng's voice seemed a little far away.

Shen Teng put his hand into his pocket obediently, and was a little surprised to find that he had touched two different tickets.

He took it out, and was even more surprised to find that one of the two tickets went to Paris and the other to Budapest.

Qin Zheng told him: "I only bought one ticket for myself."

This is the last chance he gave each other.

After tonight, whether to go together, miss, or lose these two destinations and go to another place without looking back, all belong to Shen Teng's freedom.

Qin Zheng didn't tell Shen Teng where his ticket was going, but relying on his performance in the past two days, Shen Teng was not sure where Qin Zheng wanted to go next.

So, assuming he really obediently checks out one of these two tickets tomorrow, will he still have a chance to meet Qin Zheng again in a chance of less than or equal to one in two?

Next, is he really going to say the last word to Qin Zheng?

Shen Teng looked at the two tickets for a while, then raised his head to look at Qin Zheng. Feeling helpless, he tilted his head and silently met Qin Zheng's soft gaze, which was also illuminated by the lights on the Danube River.

Your Majesty is really narrow-minded.

Obviously in Jiangcheng, Shen Teng had done all the rituals for the farewell of the two of them, but Qin Zheng refused to admit defeat, and even chased after him, insisting on re-directing another parting scene in a foreign country.

"Are you reluctant?" Qin Zheng asked him.

Shen Teng didn't answer.

He closed his eyes.

The evening breeze on the banks of the Danube is nostalgic. From the first moment he stepped into the city, he felt that he had completed a journey between centuries.Except for the crowd of tourists, everything here seems to have stopped in the glorious Middle Ages, and before stepping onto the pier, Qin Zheng was the key that allowed him to travel freely in the time domain.

Now that the key was broken, it was time for him to return to reality from the picture scroll.

"Everything will be fine," Qin Zheng's tone was softer and firmer than the doctor's, "I assure you."

"Even if you're not by my side?" Shen Teng asked.

"Even if I'm not by your side." Qin Zheng replied.

His words seem to have magical powers, and even the riverside in Vienna can make Shen Ma's memory go back to the grasslands of Zambia.

Maybe there is a magnetic field in Qin Zheng's voice, Shen Teng thought.

Eyeless and footless migratory birds have been migrating with the monsoon under the guidance of the magnetic field all their lives, and finally in the warmest and bluest sea, they willingly lose their strength and return to the embrace of spring forever.

Thinking back carefully, the last time I had this feeling was in Zambia, when the unexpectedly reunited Crush embraced him in the warm night, and Shen Teng opened his eyes blankly, feeling that the evening wind hit his chest and everything revived.

"Qin Zheng."

Shen Teng suddenly opened his eyes and stopped the figure who had already left.

Qin Zheng stopped in his tracks and looked back at the idiot behind him who seemed like he didn't even expect to make a sound to keep him back.

"Ok?"

Do you want to say goodbye?

Shen Teng rolled his eyes.

But what he said was: "Good evening, Qin Zheng."

Good night, Qin Zheng.

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Dreaming of Barcelona tonight