Anqi got out of the car and went straight to the waiting hall. Watching the people come and go, she searched for that familiar figure, but after looking around, she realized she was too late.
Why? Why did you leave me without a word? Gu Yichen, come back! Anqi said in her heart, her eyes searching, tears streaming down her face. She broke down in tears, squatted on the ground, and buried her head in her arms."Anqi?"
Anqi looked up at the sound of his voice. Seeing that it wasn't Gu Yichen, but Zheng Zihao, she wiped away her tears and stood up.
"Anqi, what are you doing here?" Zheng Zihao asked worriedly.
"It's nothing, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, I just got back from Shenzhen. I thought no one would come to pick me up." Zheng Zihao's ears turned red, and he scratched the back of his head, hurriedly asking, "How did you know I was coming back today? Did you come to pick me up?"
"No."
"Then you are..."
"I came to find Gu Yichen, but I didn't see him."
"What, did he leave? Why?"
"I want to know why too. Never mind, I'm going back." Anqi said and turned to leave.
Anqi felt a little cold and quickly wrapped her collar tighter. She looked up at the falling leaves, a trace of sadness in her eyes.
Gu Yichen, have you already forgotten me? But, I miss you so much... Tears slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the ground covered with fallen leaves. Anqi slowly closed her eyes, imagining that Gu Yichen was still beside her, not far away.
The piano competition was getting closer and closer. First, there was the semi-finals, and finally, the final. The competition grew increasingly fierce. Every day, Anqi practiced the piano piece "Autumn Whispers," which Gu Yichen had taught her, in the music room.
The melody drifted gently into the night sky, where the stars twinkled like crystal, sparkling and transparent. Anqi likened the stars to his eyes.
The semi-finals had begun, and the contestants took to the stage one by one, performing their best pieces. When it was Anqi's turn, she wore a pure white dress, her long hair flowing, looking like an angel protecting everyone.
The melody rose gently, and Anqi smiled. Everyone was immersed in the mood of her playing. After what seemed like an eternity, thunderous applause erupted, lasting for a long, long time.
"Anqi."
Anqi had just stepped down the stairs when Xiao Qing called out to her.
"Xiao Qing, what's up?"
"Well, to celebrate passing the semi-finals, on the way to the finals, you should treat yourself first, right?"
"Just the two of us?" Anqi countered.
“Uh…and Zheng Zihao.”
“I’m not going.”
“Why? Even if you don’t like him, you should at least give me some face and go out for a meal together!”
“Okay!”
“Hehe, I knew Anqi was the best!”
Xiao Qing smiled and pulled Anqi’s hand, heading towards their destination.
The sky changed quickly; the sunny weather turned gloomy in the blink of an eye.
“Anqi,” Zheng Zihao greeted them.
After Anqi and Xiao Qing sat down, the waiter brought the menu.
“Anqi, what would you like to eat?” Zheng Zihao asked tentatively.
Anqi looked at the menu without looking up, then politely said to the waiter, “I’d like a medium-rare steak and a glass of orange juice, please!”
“Me too.”
“Okay.” The waiter turned and left.
Fallen leaves drifted down from the window, and occasionally a few birds perched on branches, chirping unknown tunes, causing passersby to turn and glance at them.
"Anqi, let me cut it for you."
"No need, thank you!" Anqi declined, then picked up her knife and fork and carefully cut her steak before putting it in her mouth.
"Anqi, don't be like this. We're all friends, can't you talk it out?" Xiao Qing tried to mediate, hoping the two could reconcile.
"It's okay, Xiao Qing, don't make things difficult for Anqi. I know she doesn't care about me."
Anqi paused, putting down her knife and fork, tears welling in her eyes.
"I'm full. You guys continue eating. I'm leaving now."
"Anqi."
Anqi had already walked out the door.
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