Thirteen Bass

Chapter 23 [23] Sunflower

About two and ten minutes later, the boat stopped at the Obertraun pier.From a long distance, Bai Lang saw sunflowers covering the sky.In the field of vision, the plain seemed to be a canvas that was suddenly splashed with strong oil paint, and the bright golden yellow was smudged in groups, forming a sea of ​​flowers that bloomed like a tide.

Bai Lang was so excited, he stepped down from the boat, stopped on the shore again, and said, "I've never seen so many sunflowers, and I dare not go in."

Qi Sinian helped him, and said: "It's not the best season yet, and the edelweiss will bloom in another month. At that time, the sunflowers have not faded. From a distance, it looks like Van Gogh's painting."

After thinking for a while, Bai Lang said subconsciously, "We'll do it again later."

He used the word affirmatively, not asking for opinions, Qi Sinian didn't mind hearing what he said, he reached out and handed the water bottle over, and said in a relaxed tone, "Okay."

Obertraun has a lot more residents than the towns on the other side of the lake.Most of the people who live here for a long time are people who love rural life, and there are also painters and photographers who rent holiday cottages.Today happened to be a weekend, and the temperature was also suitable. Many children wore swimming rings and played by the lake.

Bai Lang dragged Qi Sinian along the narrow ridge of the flower field. It took the two of them more than half an hour to find the hiking trail marked on Carl's map.

Even if this is an amateur hiking route, it is definitely not as easy as walking.

Karl prepared trekking poles, a first-aid kit, and some energy-enhancing drinks for them.After thinking about it, Bai Lang also brought an external speaker that can be hung on the backpack.

At this moment, this speaker came in handy - it played Mahler's Fifth Symphony, and the thunderstorm-like melody brought the majestic momentum of the distant Alps unreservedly to the tranquil and leisurely flower fields.

"You have to listen to Mahler even when climbing a mountain?" Qi Sinian showed a helpless expression.

Even though he had left Vienna and the orchestra, Bai Lang was still not idle. He used almost every spare time to listen to and read Mahler V, studying its tonality and harmony.Qi Sinian accompanied him to listen to it a few times, and he was really overwhelmed by such frequent repetitions.

Bai Lang laughed, he pretended to frown and said: "You are the only chief of Group E, how can you not want to listen to the work we are going to play."

Qi Sinian was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand to zip up Bai Lang's backpack, and said, "You better let me go."

Hearing what he said, Bai Lang laughed out loud, feeling a little embarrassed, and said, "Sorry, it's the loop playback set for the piano practice. What do you want to listen to? Classical music? Pop music? Or jazz or rock?"

"It's all right, I believe in your taste." Qi Sinian looked at Bai Lang with a smile, and said suddenly, "Have you heard that line? Youcantellalotaboutapersonbywhat'sontheirplaylist. To a certain extent, the playlist can taste the soul."

Bai Lang slowly walked up to him, and said intentionally, "I only know the latter sentence: The song list can tell whether a person is cheating."

Hearing this, Qi Sinian looked at Bai Lang quietly with a half-smile expression.

The sunlight from the forest shone down, just lighting up Qi Sinian's face.He was wearing professional outdoor attire today. He wore a black sports vest under his dark blue coat. His firm chest muscles revealed a faint shape, and his waist even drew out a very beautiful arc.

Saying that you are not good at sports really lied to me.Bai Lang thought in a daze.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and felt a little short of breath, and he didn't know if it was because he was walking in a hurry.

During the ten or so seconds they chatted, the progress bar of Mahler [-] was finished, and it automatically skipped to the next song.

Pity and passion ran away from home, Schubert's serenade took over the melody, the player played the bow neatly and skillfully, the vibrato was natural and pleasant to the ear, the elegant and melodious melody almost went straight into the ear canal along with the breeze blowing from the mountains, bringing Bai Lang to the world at this moment. The beating of the heart is set off as a precarious boat.

——This piece is the most popular work in Qi Sinian's Schubert recording album a few years ago.

Not just this one, Bai Lang's most frequently played playlist, from top to bottom, is full of Sean Chyi.

Bai Lang took a deep breath, glanced at Qi Sinian, pretended to be joking and said, "Of course my idols are all in my soulplaylist. Chief, do you want to listen to your own concert?"

What Bai Lang didn't know was that his face was pale pink all the way to his neck, and even his eyelashes were trembling slightly.Qi Sinian smiled slightly, but did not speak.

His reaction made Bai Lang a little unwilling.He moved closer to Qi Sinian and asked, "I said you are my idol, did you never really believe it?"

"Of course I believe you." Unexpectedly, Qi Sinian simply shook his head and chuckled, "I'm just thinking, taste my own soul or taste Mahler's soul, which one is more acceptable."

Bai Lang was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud, stopped and leaned against the stones by the side of the road, panting.

They walked for a while, all uphill, and the otaku was a little exhausted.

Qi Sinian waited for him to stop laughing, then took out the water bottle and handed it to him, patted his back like a child, and said, "Be careful of choking. Let's rest for a while."

The mountain road at the foot of the mountain was rugged and narrow, Bai Lang walked in front at first, and then gradually fell behind Qi Sinian.

Although he knew there was a difference between real hiking and mountain climbing in the eyes of ordinary people, Bai Lang still took it lightly.Hiking tests not only physical strength, but also mind and experience.Facing the completely unknown nature, human beings are as insignificant as dust. Only when we go deep into the inaccessible places, the most primitive awe and fear from the depths of the body will emerge one after another.

Qi Sinian was born in Switzerland, a paradise for outdoor sports. Obviously, his so-called bad skills are far from that of a complete layman like Bai Lang.

Along the way, he patiently taught Bai Lang how to climb the mountain with the best posture, when to stop and rest, how to keep muscles relaxed, and even introduced some common German terms for animals and plants.In the end, Qi Sinian naturally reached out to hold Bai Lang's hand, and dragged him up a slightly sloping mountain path.

He shook Bai Lang's wrist, and there were distinct calluses on the dry and warm fingertips, just like Bai Lang's hand.

Bai Lang panted and laughed, he had already lost his mind to manage the music list, the phone automatically jumped to the joy, from Schubert to Bach, to Tchaikovsky, all came from the all-around performer beside him Sean Chyi, it seems that there is a concert unique to Qi Sinian between the mountains and streams.

After walking for an hour, the road began to flatten out. They walked along the free-running stream towards the canyon. When they looked up, they could see silvery white spots on the top of the mountain, which were ice and snow that had not yet melted.

Qi Sinian said: "There is a famous Wannian Ice Cave on the top of the mountain. When it is cold, geology enthusiasts will come to explore. They will walk into the interior of the mountain along the cave entrance. The inside is beautiful, but extremely dangerous. The police here are a headache."

Bai Lang looked up at the top of the mountain, from this angle he could already see the clear and bright reflection there.

Qi Sinian kept looking at his expression, and asked, "Want to go and have a look?"

Bai Lang shook his head, and said honestly, "I don't want to. You don't want to go either, okay?"

Qi Sinian gave a simple "hmm" and said, "You're so good."

Bai Lang didn't feel tired anymore after resting for a while. Hearing what he said, he looked over at him.

Qi Sinian took back the kettle and smiled: "I just thought of Alan, he is Karl's...friend. He likes to explore there very much, and was once trapped in it for three days. It was Karl who led the patrolmen up the mountain to find it." he."

Bai Lang took small sips of water. He didn't know Alan, so it wasn't convenient for him to express any opinions, but when he heard this, he somehow remembered that when Karl left the bar last night, sitting alone under the moonlight, he felt sad. back view.

He said: "It sounds like they have different personalities, but I didn't expect to become friends."

Qi Sinian was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "You are right. Sometimes, the fate between people is so wonderful."

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[1] Youcantellalotaboutapersonbywhat'sontheirplaylist: Lines from the music movie "Begin Again".