Chapter 77 (1/2)

Vienna, the symbol of classical music.

Countless famous musicians spent their brilliant music careers in this beautiful city. Statues of music maestros such as Mozart, Beethoven, and Brahms stood over parks and various streets. Some were even named after them.

Vienna, the sacred place of every classical musician. To them, the happiest moment of their lives would be to come and listen to concerts and watch musicals.

Qi Mu followed Akkad to Vienna in the middle of May.

Spring was already n fully swing, and all kinds of flowers vied for beauty. Walking on such a quiet street, he could smell the fragrant flowers and listen to melodious music at any time. It was refreshing.

When Akkad arrived in Vienna, he immediately found a coffee shop called Sachar. Even before Qi Mu could put down his suitcase, the music master gave his order, “One Sachertorte and a latte. Oh, Little Seven, would you like a Sachertorte as well?”

Qi Mu smiled and waved his hand. “No, professor. I’ll just have a mocha, please.”

Akkad smiled and waited for the uniformed waiter to leave then spoke mysteriously, “Little Seven, although you’ve been to Vienna as a child. . . it was several years ago. You have to take a good look, this time. Vienna has changed after all these years, ah.”

Qi Mu nodded. “Yes, professor.”

“For example, Sachertorte is Austria’s national treasure. Why don’t you have one?”

Did he just want Qi Mu to try Sachertorte? It was known as one of the top ten cakes in the world. Qi Mu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Professor. . . then, shall I have one?”

When Qi Mu ordered another cake, Akkad was satisfied. Before long, two small cakes were delivered to them on a glittering gold plate, making it even more delicate and lovely.

Qi Mu took a single bite and didn’t touch it again.

He turned his head and looked out the window, catching sight of a few lovely children. They were chasing and playing with each other on a blue brick lane. Next to them stood a white marble statue, its figure looking ahead holding a thick sheet of music in hand.

Qi Mu looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar scene and felt as if he was from another world.

Everything was the same, he even recognized the scent of the air. The sunshine was bright as ever. The people on the streets, the street signs, even this Sachar Cafe hasn’t changed.

The only thing that had changed…

Was perhaps himself?

Qi Mu looked out the window, the bright and dazzling sunshine making him squint. Ten years ago, he came to this place by himself. He died here with unfulfilled dreams. And now——

Now he was back.

“Hey Little Seven, don’t you want to eat? Don’t waste this!” Akkad looked at the cake on the plate that was only missing a single bite, and said, “The cake is so delicious, you can’t eat just this much.”

Qi Mu smiled and tacitly pushed his plate over. “If Teacher doesn’t mind, would you like to share?”

Professor Akkad immediately took the plate and said, “I don’t mind, I don’t mind.”

Akkad thought he was being considerate so he took Qi Mu to visit the Schonbrunn Palace, the Belvedere and the St. Stephen Cathedral. After that, they ended the first day of their trip and arrived at the hotel.

Qi Mu set down his luggage and couldn’t wait to open the curtain.

In an instant, Vienna’s golden night was in sight. The street lights were exactly as they should be. Every building was still distributed the same way. There was nothing different from the Vienna of his memories!

Qi Mu stared in amazement, and after a long time, it finally hit him——

He really was back.

. . .

Since he was back, he had something to do, didn’t he?

Qi Mu didn’t ask Akkad about their plans for the next few days. If there was nothing, he wanted to go back to the house he rented.