Chapter 94 (1/2)

There was a flightless bird in the vast land of Africa. Because they couldn’t fly and, thus, were unable to escape to the sky, whenever they were in danger, this bird would bury its head in the sand and pretend that nothing happened.

This was the Ostrich.

Farrell had traveled all over the world in his career, so of course, he had seen one before. But currently, he was surprised. “Angel, why are you more like an ostrich than an actual ostrich. . .”

Qi Mu: “. . .”

Qi Mu followed Farrell to Dresden three days after that “surprise declaration.”

In those three days, Qi Mu didn’t mention a word about it. He even ignored text messages and phone calls from a certain person. If not for the fact that Farrell also heard it and his ears hadn’t deteriorated to that extent, even he would have doubted that he had heard the confession correctly.

Fortunately, he didn’t dissolve the 【Little Angel Practice Room] group chat, so he was sure it had happened, judging by the on-going curses Reed chanted daily!

Although he wasn’t a Britain-born gentleman who wouldn’t talk about anything even if he saw it, born as a romantic and open French, Farrell was by no means homophobic. Even though there weren’t many homosexuals in the classical music industry, they were not exactly uncommon. And if he really was homophobic, there wouldn’t be any in his orchestra.

Looking at the youth’s red cheeks, Farrell smiled and said while thinking it’s so nice being young, “Forget it, it’s a matter of the youth. I don’t mind. Angel, you’re the shyest child I’ve ever seen. So cute!”

Qi Mu didn’t lift his head and continued to pack up his violin without a word.

“Fortunately, Reed has been so busy lately that he has no time to deal with it. Otherwise, I believe that. . . he really won’t sit by idly.” Farrell set down his cup of coffee and smiled at the young man opposite him. “But Angel, my thoughts differ from that of Reed’s. In my opinion, although Auston is a bit cold, he is a worthy man. He is very dedicated, so if you have some feelings for him. . . don’t let the chance slip by.”

Qi Mu buried his head even lower, only letting Farrell see a bit of his chin from across the table.

The maestro laughed and said nothing more.

Before long, Mrs. Lewis came in carrying several plates of fried eggs and ham and placed it on the table. Although she didn’t know what happened, it didn’t prevent her from falling in love with this beautiful, lovely child at first sight.

“Angel, would you like more ham? You’re so thin, that won’t do!”

Qi Mu nodded, head still hung low and said, “Thank you, Mrs. Audrey.” Then, he went to the other side of the table and began today’s breakfast.

Since Farrell himself invited Qi Mu to Dresden, there was no way he would leave him in a hotel.

As one of the world’s top four conductors, Farrell Lewis certainly wasn’t short of money. But his house wasn’t something you could call luxurious. He lived in a building of about a hundred apartments.

When Qi Mu arrived, Mrs. Audrey loved him so much that she often made delicious meals and was very considerate towards him. In such an environment, Qi Mu’s life became very routine, going out with Farrell everyday for sightseeing and coming back at night.

And just last night, Farrell invited him to the next Dresden Symphony Orchestra’s concert. This made Qi Mu feel honored but also fired him up at the same time.

All in all, this trip to Dresden was enjoyable. Of course, if Farrell didn’t talk about “that” every day. . . Qi Mu might be even happier.

In Europe, black-haired, black-eyed Asians were conspicuous. Especially ones that were gorgeous.

The longest to pursue Qi Mu in his past life was Luo Yu Sen. It took him three years to move Qi Mu and, at that time, he decided to live in harmony with him for the rest of their lives.

However, among all the confessions, when Qi Mu heard that man’s simple——

“I like you,” he blushed so hard, and his heart accelerated so much he couldn’t ignore it.

Qi Mu’s explanation to himself was, “Well, it must be because it’s Min Chen. That must be it. . . Yes, I have worshipped Min Chen for over a decade so that must be why. . .”

On this side, Xiao Qi continued acting like an ostrich while on the other side. . . Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra was in full swing.

It was unknown who leaked the news, but in a matter of two or three days, almost everyone in Bai Ai knew——

“The conductor likes someone!”

The rumor spread and soon, it turned into——

“The conductor likes Little Seven from the other day!”