Every autumn, his parents would always prepare seasonal fruits in different ways, such as Beijing white pears from Changping, chestnuts from Huairou, cherries from Mentougou, and persimmons from Fangshan, which would always make him want to eat them.
It has been more than a year since the autumn of his hometown. Dong Qiangqiang thought that he would miss the delicacies of his hometown. Although admitting this seems to be a foodie, what surprised him was that what he would never forget was the food and wine. Great time spent with family and friends. Gone are the carefree and responsive happiness of going outing in the Botanical Garden, watching the Golden Light Grotto on the Seventeen-Arch Bridge in the Summer Palace, admiring the red leaves in the Fragrant Mountain, visiting the temple fair in the Temple of Earth and eating candied haws, and skating in the Yuyuantan Lake in the Beihai.
Although he can't see his former partners now, he is lucky enough to have made a bunch of new friends.
After preparing for the interview with confidence, Dong Qiangqiang booked a train ticket to Munich on the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
When he was preparing to wash up in the evening, Du Lan suddenly called him: He had to lead a group temporarily and could not reunite with him, so he asked Dong Qiangqiang not to come over during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but wonder that leading a group was nothing more than getting off work late. This was nothing to him. He could just wait.
But Du Lan seemed to be in a bad mood and didn't want to explain more, nor did he want Dong Qiangqiang to wait for her to join the group.
Dong Qiangqiang didn't know her reasons and was worried that she would get into trouble, so he pretended to agree. Early the next morning, at dawn, he took the high-speed rail ICE and set off south as planned.
Munich is located on the Isar River and north of the Bavarian Alps. It is the seat of the administrative region of Upper Bavaria and the second largest city in the Bavarian dialect area, after the Austrian capital Vienna.
After nearly 60 years of hard work after the war, Munich has developed into one of the world's most important centers of art, science, technology, finance, publishing, culture, tourism, business and education. It shines in almost every aspect and was rated by Monocle It is one of the most livable cities in the world and has also won the title of "Alpha World City". Although it is still far behind Paris, it is also one of the most prosperous and fastest-growing cities in Germany.
The metropolis is home to two world-class research universities (Dulan studied at the Technical University of Munich) and a range of scientific institutions. The city is also famous for its world-renowned museums, including the Deutsches Museum and the BMW Museum.
The Germans rebuilt historic buildings destroyed in World War II and built new landmarks, from the majestic neo-Gothic architecture of the New Town Hall that dominates Marienplatz to numerous charming neoclassical churches and contemporary buildings, full of power and Visually striking marble works and statues can be found throughout the city, and historic buildings complement modern architecture.
As the number of visits increased, Dong Qiangqiang's understanding and affection for the city of Munich (because Du Lan was here) also increased day by day. On the one hand, it is necessary to be a tour guide, and on the other hand, Munich has the headquarters of many domestic listed giants, such as BMW (car), MAN (commercial vehicle manufacturer), Linde (industrial gases, engineering), Allianz (insurance), Siemens (Electronics), and of course Munich Re, which he and Duanmu were bearish on.
Dong Qiangqiang has always felt that Munich and BJ are quite similar (BJ is an "Alfa+" world city). For example, both have rich and diverse landforms, long history and multiculturalism, especially the Bavarian German spoken by the Bavarians. The uniqueness that distinguishes it from standard German, and even some similarities between BJ dialect and Mandarin. As for the wide road with three lanes side by side, it even crushes the jade-like small roads in Hannover and Trier to nothing. .
Dong Qiangqiang got off the train, jumped on the light rail without calling Du Lan again, and went straight to Du Lan's house.
The light rail runs through the middle of the city, dividing the city into two. The bustling business streets hidden between the buildings are visible to the naked eye.
Dong Qiangqiang is not surprised that Munich's numerous architectural and cultural attractions, sports events, exhibitions and the annual Oktoberfest have attracted more global tourists after 9/11. In fact, Munich is already the German city with the highest proportion of foreign tourists. Its appeal lies in its convenient transportation, impressive famous (restoration) scenic spots (engraved) ancient (scenery) monuments (spots), considerable number of museums, important sports events, numerous shopping facilities, restaurants, bars and number of cafes.
When he thought of 911, Dong Qiangqiang suddenly remembered that Chen Yu had left without knowing it for more than a year.
Although his thoughts unconsciously returned to the past and the lush campus, Dong Qiangqiang found that he no longer had the sadness and sadness of last year, replaced by a trace of sadness and regret.
He knew that he had put her down, or in other words, buried her in a corner of his heart.
There was someone else in the previous place, and that person was the one he cared about most now.
He went to the downstairs of Du Lan's house with familiarity, bought a bouquet of flowers at the supermarket on the corner of the street, and picked some fresh fruits. He took the opportunity to observe the surrounding environment and made sure that no one was following him. He became more and more convinced that Duanmu had been there before. Judgment: Lao Maozi is most likely bluffing.
He stood in front of the building door, took out his mobile phone, pressed a few numbers and then stopped unconsciously. He wanted to give the other party a surprise.
Just as he was pressing the button, someone happened to walk out of the building door. Dong Qiangqiang waited for the other person to come out, thanked him, and walked in as if he was a resident of the building.
The corridor after the building door was closed was very dark, and Germans did not have the habit of turning on lights during the day. It took Dong Qiangqiang's eyes to adjust for a few seconds before he could clearly see the location of the stairs.
The corridor was very quiet, everyone might have gone out.
He stood in front of Du Lan's door and adjusted his hair and clothes. What came to his mind was not the sweet words he should have said to Du Lan after he opened the door, but the fight that night, as if he could still remember it vividly.
He shook his head, sighed with a wry smile, and just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard Du Lan's rapid-fire German words coming from the door, which sounded like he was not in a good mood.
His hand stopped unconsciously and hung in the air.
Her voice was intermittent, and Dong Qiangqiang couldn't hear it clearly.
Is there someone in the house? Dong Qiangqiang was puzzled.
After listening for another five or six minutes, there was no second voice in the room, Du Lan stopped talking, and there was silence all around.
There was a sound of the door opening downstairs, and it seemed that someone had come in. Dong Qiangqiang was worried that if someone came up to see him standing blankly at the door of the room and misunderstood him as a bad person, he hurriedly knocked on the door.
After more than ten seconds, Du Lan was heard asking in German in the room: "Who?"
"It's from the post office." Dong Qiangqiang answered in German angrily, covering his mouth. After saying this, I suddenly realized: German postmen always throw things at the main door or the newspaper box on the first floor and leave. Almost no one delivers things to the door of the room.
Sure enough, I heard Du Lan reply in German in the room: "Just leave the things at the door. Thank you."
Seeing that the other party did not open the door, Dong Qiangqiang could only continue to pretend to be the postman: "You need to sign for it."
Not long after he said this, he heard footsteps coming from far and near. He quickly lifted the flower to the approximate position of Du Lan's face after opening the door.
The hidden lock on the door was removed and the door handle was turned several times.
The door opened a crack.
The curtains were not opened and the lights were not turned on in the room. The corridor where Dong Qiangqiang was standing was a bright spot. He couldn't see her face clearly for a moment, so he could only send the flowers up first and said loudly: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!"
"Mom!"
Dong Qiangqiang heard Du Lan yell through the flowers. Before he could speak, the door slammed shut again.
The surroundings fell silent again.
Dong Qiangqiang, who was holding the flower, looked confused: Which one of us saw the ghost?
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