The King's Enchanting-Chapter 1547 - 1559: A Game, A Dream (Part 1)

Yu Zexiao’s eyes widened in shock!

Memories surged like a tide; he didn’t understand. Clearly at this moment, Nie Anni’s performance was simply exceptional. That piece "Tang Huang’s Memories" was played with sheer brilliance!

And before him, Nie Anni with her long hair let down, wearing a white chiffon dress, her back view was ninety-nine percent similar to the girl who captured his heart ten years ago!

If one had to say what was different between now and ten years ago, it would be the musical performance technique, even more flawless. The allure of the piano sound was more delicate and rich. The woman on stage had also shed her greenness, becoming much more mature and stunningly beautiful.

Yet, he had a strong feeling, that soul-stirring sensation, which had previously dramatically overturned his whole being, wasn’t there!

Ten years ago, he once hid in the same way, secretly listening to that girl play the piano.

Later, he learned that Nie Anni indeed had won the world youth competition championship just the day before, and her signature piece was "Tang Huang’s Memories"! The next day, she even performed a small award ceremony here, where she played this piano piece.

He had never doubted before because she was also Oriental, she also kept long hair, and her performance of "Tang Huang’s Memories" was equally brilliant.

But today, at this moment, upon hearing her play this piece again, he felt as if he was being struck!

It’s not her, really it’s not her!

He slowly approached, his eyes wide open, as if seeing through Nie Anni on stage to that girl in a distant time!

What he didn’t know was, at this moment, he was completely enveloped by his own memories, but the people filming outside thought he was always following the script, everyone kept up with him. They saw him widen his eyes, seemingly in complete disbelief, yet carrying a hint of urgency and nervousness, taking a few quick steps, but as he got closer to the stage, he suddenly slowed down, as if afraid of disturbing her playing this piece.

Until the final note fell, he suddenly leaped onto the stage, his gaze fervent and wild, as if drunk, rushing to Nie Anni: "Is it you? Is it really you? Is it you?"

He didn’t like Nie Anni. Or rather, there were always two women living in his heart. One was the beautiful and pure illusion from ten years ago, which he admired for ten years, idolized for ten years, and over those ten years, the girl’s music and fleeting glimpse slowly fermented into an unstoppable image in his mind, like a dream.

But the other is Nie Anni. Even though he rationally knows that the girl should be Nie Anni, he could not develop anything akin to love for her. Instead, it’s Jian Anning, who almost knows nothing about music, that made him feel an unprecedented sense of peace!

To this day, he had already discerned that the one he loves is Jian Anning, and only her. And the girl from ten years ago was like having a dream, although splendid, upon waking up, it all scattered.

Even if she was Nie Anni, at least, in his heart, there was still something to hold onto, making him feel that his fleeting glimpse of the past was truly not a dream!