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By the way, between you and Liu Miaomiao, who is better at playing the piano?
What's going on? Everyone was completely baffled.
Xia Mi gave a hint, and Chu Zihang gave another explicit one. Shouldn't that have enlightened Gao Kui? Or was Chu Zihang's explicit hint not obvious enough, and he interpreted "you" as everyone present?
For a moment, Chu Zihang didn't know how to help this blockhead, so he could only say in a low voice, "Liu Miaomiao's piano skills are indeed very good."
"So that means you're a bit better." Gao Kui immediately understood Chu Zihang's subtext.
Chu Zihang is a very gentle person. If Liu Miaomiao is better, he will say so directly. If he is better, he will praise her in a more subtle way.
No one knew how to criticize Gao Kui.
When it comes to Xia Mi's love life and marriage, no amount of hinting or direct suggestion can bring him to his senses. But when the topic shifts to Chu Zihang and others, he instantly understands Chu Zihang's unspoken meaning.
This extra boost to comprehension is far too short-lived.
"Speaking of the piano."
Gao Kui suddenly looked up at a corner of the airport: "There seems to be a piano over there, Bro, would you like to try your hand at it?"
Many airports and public places now set up a music interaction area to alleviate passenger fatigue, with a piano for passengers who are itching to play or want to try their hand at music.
Gao Kui never expected that this small, run-down airport would also catch up with the trend.
Chu Zihang would certainly agree, but it would be even better if a romantic and atmospheric piano piece could be used to awaken Gao Kui.
Before Chu Zihang could get up, a bald man wearing a polo shirt and flip-flops walked to the piano in the corner, sat down, and after a simple tuning, began to play the theme song "My Heart Will Go On" from Titanic, attracting some passengers to stop and watch.
"Senior Brother Chu has missed an opportunity to demonstrate his divine power in front of others." Xia Mi said with regret, her expression showing no sign of distress, as if that glance from just now was merely an unintentional gesture.
“You play very well, but it’s useless, brother.”
Gao Kui complained: "Is it really appropriate to play 'My Heart Will Go On' at the airport? The level of danger is comparable to the theme song of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Part 2: Battle Tendency."
"If you're so good, then you do it!" Chen Motong glared at Gao Kui.
The incessantly chattering Gao Kui immediately fell silent.
Chapter 95 A Special One
After the bald man finished playing "My Heart Will Go On," the onlookers erupted in applause. Unable to refuse their enthusiastic applause, the man had to ask for an encore, playing "Für Elise."
This piece is even more classic than the previous one, and it is a must-learn piece for almost every piano learner.
To be honest, the uncle's piano skills weren't that great. Gao Kui said he felt Liu Miaomiao was better than him. Xia Mi quickly retorted that she thought Liu Miaomiao was prettier, so she got extra points in his mind.
How do you know Liu Miaomiao is pretty?
Gao Kui was taken aback, tilted his head and asked Xia Mi, "I don't remember telling you about Liu Miaomiao. Did you tell Chu Zihang?"
Chu Zihang shook his head. He certainly wouldn't talk to Xia Mi about Liu Miaomiao for no reason.
"Of course I mentioned it. You did mention Liu Miaomiao to me, back when we had dinner together last time..."
Xia Mi spoke emphatically, but her specific time was very vague.
Did I really mention Liu Miaomiao to Xia Mi?
Gao Kui wasn't entirely sure. He had been taking his medication on time recently and hadn't experienced any particularly severe relapses. However, he was experiencing racing thoughts and scattered ideas. His brain and mouth were mostly not on the same wavelength, either moving faster in one direction or faster in another.
Gao Kui didn't remember mentioning Liu Miaomiao to Xia Mi, but he wasn't sure if he really hadn't.
The bald man finally finished playing "Für Elise" without an encore. The sound system on the airport ceiling then emitted a sound, reminding passengers on a certain flight to hurry up and go through security to prepare for boarding.
"I need to get ready to go through security and board the plane." Xia Mi took the opportunity to skip Liu Miaomiao's topic, jumped up from her seat, slung her large travel bag over her shoulder, and picked up her slightly flattened suitcase.
The crowd quickly stood up and escorted the little girl all the way to the security checkpoint, which was actually only a short distance.
"I'm so reluctant to leave."
Xia Mi looked at everyone with reluctance, clenched her fists and pursed her lips: "When it really comes time to part, I will still feel sad, but I will not cry. Xia Mi is a strong girl!"
"How about a farewell hug?" Fingel glanced at Gao Kui and suddenly suggested.
"Okay."
Xia Mi readily agreed, opening her arms to Fingel, who had made the suggestion.
Fingel paused for a moment, then opened his arms and gave Xia Mi a polite, almost non-physical hug before quickly pulling away.
After Fingel came Chu Zihang, who also gave him a polite hug, but it was just a brief one.
"Senior brothers, you are so gentlemanly, so gentlemanly that you could call it cautious."
Xia Mi complained, "It's like if you touch me, I'll yell 'molestation' and take you to court for sexual harassment."
“Hugging is a Western custom; Chinese people are ultimately more reserved,” Fingel argued emphatically.
"Senior brother, you're not Chinese."
Fingel puffed out his chest: "I've been speaking Chinese in Kassel for seven or eight years, so I'm practically a Chinese person in spirit!"
Ok.
Xia Mi pouted and then opened her arms to Chen Motong. As a fellow woman, Chen Motong didn't have as many reservations and gave Xia Mi a big hug.
"Sister Nuonuo, I will miss you."
"I'll miss you too."
"This is such a pointless conversation," Fingel thought to himself. "This is not the scene I want to see at all. I want to see rivers of blood. Who are they trying to fool with this fake show? It's like pulling my hair and scratching my face."
There was no open conflict, only sarcastic remarks.
The two girls talked about topics that the boys weren't interested in before finally parting ways, and it was finally Gao Kui's turn.
Gao Kui spread his arms, intending to follow Finger Chu Zihang's example and give Xia Mi a polite hug, but was bumped into by the girl who rushed over.
Gao Kui subconsciously took half a step back.
It wasn't the force of the girl's attack that caused him to take a half step back. After two months of rigorous training, he was no longer the student who was physically weaker than Chen Motong but had one subject to another. Now, he was the new Gao Kui who could show off his good physique shirtless like a shrimp dumpling.
For no reason at all, he just instinctively wanted to take half a step back.
The girl hugged Gao Kui's waist, buried her head in his chest as if she wanted to fill his entire chest, and listened quietly to his heartbeat without saying a word.
Gao Kui's outstretched arms froze halfway. To be honest, during the past two months of playing and frolicking with Xia Mi, there had been some more intimate physical contact.
However, the hand that was meant to gently hug the girl could not be placed down no matter what.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, Gao Kui's mind went blank. He looked at Fingel and the others, pleading for help with his eyes.
Chu Zihang lowered his head, took out his Sony music player, and put on his headphones; Fingel looked around and whistled, refusing to look in their direction; Chen Motong glanced at the two of them thoughtfully, and quickly looked away as well.
"I'll miss you. Will you miss me?" the girl said.
"should be."
Gao Kui wasn't entirely sure of the answer to this question either, but when Gao Kui was unsure of the answer, the answer was actually already certain: it probably wouldn't happen.
"I guess I'll miss you, but I can't be 100% sure. You could also say I probably won't. My dear brother, you're so cruel. We spent two months together, and now that we're apart, you won't even miss me."
Xia Mi understands Gao Kui's thought process very well.
Gao Kui tapped his head: "You know I have a problem here. My attention might wander to Kazakhstan the next second."
Why Kazakhstan?
Xia Mi knew that once she asked this question, the topic and Gao Kui's attention would definitely go astray, so Xia Mi wisely did not ask.
"I will call you often and chat with you on QQ to remind you that there is a girl in Beijing whom you need to remember and think about."
"Hmm." Gao Kui nodded, neither confirming nor denying.
"Also, would you like to come to Yanjing during winter break? I'll introduce you to my parents and brothers."
"Hmm." Gao Kui nodded again.
"Wow, they've already progressed to meeting the parents so quickly? Isn't that a bit too fast?" Fingel exclaimed again, stirring up the excitement.
"It's just friends visiting each other. I've been staying here for over two months, haven't I?" Xia Mi made a face at Fingel and then glanced at Gao Kui.
Fingel didn't continue the conversation, gracefully withdrawing after his mission was accomplished; the current ambiguous atmosphere was just right.
Chen Motong suddenly spoke up, her face beaming with smiles: "So, we can visit your house during winter break too?"
Nuonuo's words dispelled the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, making it seem as if Xia Mi had truly only invited Gao Kui as a friend.
"Of course."
Xia Mi's expression was perfectly natural as she replied generously, before quickly switching to a stingy expression: "But it's best not to have too many people. My house is too small to accommodate so many people."
Moreover, my family isn't particularly well-off, unlike the base where food, drinks, entertainment, and even souvenirs can all be paid for through Kassel's public accounts..."
"Master Jing, you're too modest. The requirements for a Beijing residency permit aren't particularly good. Wouldn't someone like me be doomed to die from overwork?" Gao Kui once again complained about Xia Mi's Beijing residency permit.
The ambiguous atmosphere completely dissipated.
"Not everyone in Beijing is rich!"
Xia Mi offered a defense, then brought up the topic of their winter break get-together again, but the ambiguous atmosphere from before could never be recreated. "Remember to make sure you have time during winter break, you must come to Yanjing to visit me."
"Making up schedules, acting like we're some big stars," Gao Kui muttered.
Xia Mi stared wide-eyed at Gao Kui without saying a word.
Fingel quickly agreed on Gao Kui's behalf: "I will make a note of this for my junior brother and make sure he makes sure he has enough time during the winter break."
"Bye-bye then~"
Xia Mi waved cheerfully to everyone, dragging her luggage through the security checkpoint noisily, and then frequently turned back to wave to everyone, as if she were going through a life-or-death separation, or as if she was waiting for something.
Fingel hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
After saying goodbye to Xia Mi for the last time, Gao Kui, unable to bear the cloying atmosphere any longer, finally turned around and led the way out of the waiting hall after waving goodbye to Xia Mi once more.
The moment everyone stepped out of the waiting hall, a Boeing 737 flew overhead and landed on the runway with a loud bang.
"Is that the plane Xia Mi is going to take?" Gao Kui asked, looking up.
“No, planes usually arrive at the airport one or two hours before boarding. Unless there’s a delay, the flight Xia Mi is taking should already be on the runway,” Chen Motong explained to Gao Kui, who had never flown before.
"Oh." Gao Kui nodded without saying anything.
"The latest boarding time for that flight is 15:35 PM, and it's 15:20 PM now. I can't say exactly how much time we have left, but there are definitely a few minutes left."