Follow the sound and follow the way

Mukang's preparations for his family's relocation were mostly to solve domestic social relations, and he didn't have many daily necessities to pack.After meeting the people they should meet, saying hello to, explaining the things that should be explained, and then packing and sending out the things that should be transferred to Switzerland, the matter was handled cleanly and properly, and they left in a chic and comfortable manner.

On the first Saturday in June, Lin Yan and Mu Kang joined hands and returned to the picturesque lakeside love nest.The Alpine wind that has been bitter for nearly six months lowered its figure in the breath of spring, and gently welcomed the couple who had been wandering for many years.

Like a tired bird returning to its nest.

"Since the Beiqi, I have been living like a dream for more than half a year." Lin Yan stood at the door, holding the key, and did not open the door for a long time.

He turned his back to Mu Kang, looked at the steps under his feet and said: "I feel happy every day, I can't be happier, but when I see you the next day, I feel happier than the day before, and I am happier every day. I..."

He slowed down his breathing, and his voice slowly choked up: "...I discovered that happiness can be accumulated."

Mu Kang said sadly: "Ayan..."

Lin Yan turned his head and looked at Mu Kang with a teary smile.The bright sun shines directly on his fair and delicate face, dispelling the sadness of the past, and every tear is full of happiness: "You will never leave again."

"Where are you going?" The corners of Mu Kang's eyes were also a little red, "Your wealth and life are with you."

In late spring and early summer, the ice and snow in the Alps melt, and the cold snow water comes from above the altitude and slowly flows into the dry mountain stream.As if the gears of fate are turning again, the gurgling stream has taken away the gloomy past and brought a new life that is about to emerge.

Eugen helped to plant new branches in the garden according to Mukang's arrangement. In another month, the flowers in the Swiss plateau will be in full bloom.In addition to alpine edelweiss and dark blue gentian, Tim has managed to get a bunch of bell willows out of nowhere this year.Summer willows have rich colors and a long flowering period. If the drainage substrate is adjusted well and the remaining flowers are persistently removed, they can bloom from July to November with frost. After cutting off the branches and leaves and taking good care of them all winter, another plant will be full of flowers in the coming year. Vigorous cuttings.

This is Tim and Eugen's housewarming gift to the musician couple. Eugen said: "Since you are not leaving, you can take good care of them."

On the afternoon of the fourth day after officially moving to Switzerland, Lin Yan went to rehearse. Eugen and Mu Kang squatted side by side in the garden to adjust the soil. Counting Tim who came over later, Chef Mu was going to cook dinner for four of them tonight.

Mu Kang: "Should we add coarse sand to the soil?"

Eugen: "Yes, the drainage must be done well."

Mu Kang: "I think so, the soil here is not soft enough."

The two adjusted the soil and carefully buried a few tender seedlings in it.

A brand-new life has taken root, and soon there will be a strong North American style in the garden of the Amalfi Coast on the Swiss plateau that went to the wrong location.

The two gardeners stood up and let out a long breath, and took off their shovel coats and gloves.Mu Kang thanked Eugen, led them into the room and sat down, played Zhang Debussy's chamber music collection, and gave the guests Chef Mu's special fruit tea.

Eugen took a sip of the fruit tea and exclaimed in admiration, "Unbelievable."

Mukang: "Why is Tim here?"

"Should be back around the same time as Evan." Eugen said, "What are you doing today?"

Mu Kang said casually: "I didn't think about it."

Eugen: "..."

"Let me see what dishes are available." Mukang opened the refrigerator and looked through them. "Make a grilled chicken. For fish... there are sea trout and cod, which one do you want to eat?"

Eugene: "Can I eat them all?"

Mu Kang: "..."

Eugen emphasized: "Both sea trout and cod."

Mu Kang put the fish steak and chicken in front of the case: "Okay, let me think about it."

Eugen followed with a cup in his hand, and Mukang rinsed the herbs and spices picked in the garden, and the cooking idea was formed within 1 minute: "Fried sea trout, put the cod in Linguine."

Eugene said expectantly, "Okay."

"Roast the chicken first." Mu Kang boiled a pot of water, "Today we will make the original roast chicken."

Eugen: "What's the trick with grilling chicken?"

Mu Kang quickly cut the basil leaves: "What would you put in the chicken belly?"

Eugen: "Spice and Butter."

Mu Kang: "No more?"

Eugene: "No more."

Mu Kang drizzled olive oil on the minced spices: "Stuff a lemon."

Eugen thought he heard it wrong: "...what?"

"Lemon, it's better to be hot." Mu Kang threw a whole lemon into the boiling water, "Put spices and Butter first..."

He took out the hot lemon with a slotted spoon and demonstrated it to Eugen: "Then stuff a hot lemon, see? Finally tie it and put it in the oven."

Eugen stared dumbfounded at Mukang putting a shiny whole chicken with lemon in the oven into the oven.

"That's it." Mu Kang finished one dish like a cloud and flowing water, and quickly turned to the next one, "Now start frying the fish."

As soon as Lin Yan entered the house, he smelled the familiar smell of fried fish, and immediately realized that today's game of guessing the name of the dish had a great chance of winning.He walked quickly to the kitchen, said hello to Eugen, looked carefully at the pot, showed a look of "a three-year-old kid got a big red flower", and said confidently, "Today is pan-fried salmon."

Mu Kang was so cute that his liver trembled: he's so fucking cute.

Considering that there were guests present, he suppressed the impulse of his relatives, and said with a sullen face: "Wrong, although it is fried, it is not salmon."

Lin Yan looked at it for a moment: "It's salmon?"

Mu Kang said slyly: "This is sea trout, which is slightly different from salmon."

Lin Yan: "..."

This trick is really unreasonable.

There is no difference between sea trout and salmon in terms of appearance and taste to ordinary people.Chef Mu is so proud of his pet, he is obviously bullying Lin Yan to be honest.

Lin Yan did not doubt that he was there, and lowered his eyes in disappointment: "I have never been right once."

Mu Kang scratched at Lin Meiren's trembling eyelashes under the sun with his rogue eyes, and couldn't bear it for a long time. He thought to fuck the guests, and quickly leaned over and kissed Lin Yan: "How can you be so cute?"

Lin Yan's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "It's cute to be cute..."

"It's not a joke." Mu Kang said loudly, "You are enough, Lin is three years old, and he is in his thirties. It's shameful to be cute."

Lin Yan paused, and asked curiously, "What is being cute?"

Mu Kang squinted at Lin Yan: "You are acting cute right now."

Lin Yan's eyes were clear, and he looked back at him innocently.

Eugen protested, "Excuse me, can you stop speaking Chinese?"

Tim stood at the door in commuter attire with his arms folded: "Thanks to you, I can speak a few words of Chinese."

Eugen smiled and walked over to kiss Tim. Lin Yan invited the two guests to sit down, poured tea, and turned to go to the bathroom.Mu Kang put the fried fish on a plate and said to the guests: "It's time to eat."

Today Mukang cooked four dishes.Sea trout is sautéed with fennel and red onion, flavored with anchovies and parsley before serving; cod is served with mussels and shrimp in Linguine sautéed with saffron and balsamic vinegar; Oven, plus salad, a sumptuous dinner was completed within an hour under Chef Mu's skilful hands.

Lin Yan divided the dishes into plates and served them to the guests, and opened a bottle of white wine.The hour hand moved towards 06:30, the outdoor sky was bright and bright, the doors and windows on the first floor of the villa were wide open, and the four of them sat around the dining table shrouded in sunlight. After more than half a year, they toasted and gathered together again.

Eugen: "Should I say a toast?"

Tim: "Evan, please."

Lin Yan: "I have nothing to say."

Eugen: "Where's Kang?"

Mu Kang: "I have nothing to say."

Tim: "Then..."

Eugene: "...Cheers?"

The four clinked glasses and shouted "Cheers" to welcome the opening of the meal.Tim and Eugen haven't tasted Chef Mu's cooking for a long time. They picked up the tableware and impatiently forked a piece of roast chicken. After chewing twice, they both showed admiration.

During this meal, Tim and Eugene showed Lin Yan what it means to be a "fancy chef", from "in addition to butter, olive oil should be mixed with spices", "it's incredible to stuff a lemon in a roast chicken ", to "I realized for the first time that Linguine fried with Italian balsamic vinegar can be so delicious", "Anchovy enhances the taste really wonderful", all in all, it gave the chef enough face and praised Lin Zhihan with a smile.

At sunset, when the sun was setting, Lin Yan poured the last round of wine for the guests under the setting sun. The plates and bottles were all empty, and the dinner was successfully concluded.

The two sides lived close to each other, and they didn't look up and down every day. There was no need to spend time saying goodbye reluctantly. Tim and Eugene left after drinking.As the sky was getting dark, Lin Yan was packing the tableware in the kitchen, while Mu Kang closed the doors and windows, and changed to a selection of Eric Satie.

The music is in the same line as the sound of the night approaching quietly, whispering softly in the ears of the two like the night wind.Mu Kang went to the kitchen and kissed Lin Yan, then went to the study and started packing.

The study room is full of cardboard boxes from China, which were delivered just this morning, and almost all of them are Mu Kang’s manuscripts. Since middle school, dozens of boxes have been packed and sent by Lin Yan.Mu Kang opened all the cartons at once, and looked around for a few minutes, feeling a little headache.

Lin Yan rubbed his hands and walked in: "Have they all been demolished?"

Mu Kang sighed: "Why do you say you have to bring all these?"

Lin Yan: "It's all your work."

"Many of them are written for fun." Mu Kang took out a manuscript, flipped through it and said, "I don't even plan to ask for it."

"No." Lin Yan's gentle expression changed immediately, and he said in a deep voice, "If you don't want it, I want it."

Mu Kang: "...what are you going to do?"

"Many of your works are not numbered." Lin Yan said seriously, "I plan to organize them by category and select some for publication."

Mu Kang was taken aback: "Huh?"

Lin Yan: "I have planned everything."

Mu Kang asked like a fool: "What is the plan?"

Lin Yan didn't speak, just sat down on the ground, bent down and dragged a cardboard box in front of him, took out the first manuscript on the surface and flipped through it.

Mu Kang stood there in silence for a moment, then carefully sat down next to Lin Yan, and earnestly explained the facts to the three-year-old child: "Many of them were written when I was young, and the harmony is immature."

Lin Yan looked at the staff without squinting: "I'll help you correct the immature parts."

Mu Kang was shocked and said: "Are you crazy Lin Sansui? How long will it take?"

Lin Yan took out another manuscript and said casually, "It's been a long time, what's the problem?"

Mu Kang said weakly: "...don't make trouble."

"No trouble." Lin Yan turned his head to look at Mu Kang, and said lightly, "This is one of my next work priorities."

Mu Kang stared at Lin Yan in a daze, not knowing how to react.

Lin Yan turned his gaze back to the stave, and said in a normal tone of talking about the weather: "Three important points, kissing all over the world, sorting out your works, and studying Mahler, I have arranged them all."

Mu Kang: "...Why didn't I know there was an item of 'organizing my works'."

Lin Yan didn't change his face: "You know now."

Mu Kang: "..."

He was dumbfounded for a while, then said at a loss: "You can't..."

He stopped talking before he finished speaking.

Can't what?Mu Kang thought blankly.

Can't organize it for me?

Can't spend so much time on me?

He knew how much Lin Yan loved him, and how much he relied on this love.These "can'ts" that seem to be for the sake of the other party are actually not only humiliating Lin Yan's feelings for him, but also betraying his pathological desire for monopoly.

"Bernstein can sort out Mahler's pieces, why can't I sort out yours." Lin Yan turned over a page of score and asked, "Do you think I'm not as good as Bernstein?"

Mu Kang: "No..."

"That's it." Lin Yan nodded, "I also think you can match Mahler."

Mu Kang's pupils shrank, and he clenched his hands tightly.

This is obviously a shocking statement.

But Lin Yan said it so calmly in a logical tone.

Mu Kang felt as if he had been put into an oven, his blood was boiling and his heart was so hot that it was about to explode.

He struggled to suppress his throbbing heart, and it took a long time before he said: "...I'm not objective, Lin Sansui, you are called beauty in the eye of the beholder."

Lin Yan put down the score and looked at Mu Kang solemnly: "I have always been objective in music."

okay……

Lin Yan said firmly: "I have always thought so."

I know……

Lin Yan raised his head slightly, with an expression that Mu Kang had seen many times, the unmoving and incomparable expression of a top conductor: "You are the best."

... Conductor Evan Lin never speaks in vain.

Lin Yan: "Don't you know?"

Mu Kang lowered his head abruptly, he couldn't control himself for a moment, and a burst of hot tears overflowed from his eyes.

How could I not know.he thinks.

I also know... When a person understands me more, cherishes me more, appreciates me more, and loves me more than myself, no matter what he does for me, it is a matter of course for him.

Mu Kang stretched out his hand tremblingly, and hugged his heart tightly.

"I know." His eyes were slightly red, and the tears did not fade, but a warm smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "I know all about it."

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The BGM of this chapter is Eric Satie's best selection "Chill With Satie".

Eric Satie: Erik Satie, French composer.

Bernstein: Leonard Bernstein, Jewish American composer and conductor.Bernstein has a flamboyant conducting style, a lively personality, and great personal charm. During his lifetime, he vigorously promoted Mahler's works in the United States. Today, Mahler's high performance rate is partly due to Bernstein.