Drifting Towards You

She turned her head and looked around. The whole room was not big, except for the window close to the roof, only one was left.

But the windows were sealed with wooden boards and iron fences, so almost no light could pass through, let alone she crawled out from there.

Xia Feise turned on the phone and turned on the flashlight, and found a small hammer out of the room.

Then he moved a table and climbed up, trying to knock open the sealed board on the window.

She thought, even if she couldn't run out, it would be good if she could call for help at the window.

The sound of ping-pong-pong came from the room, and Xia Feise had tossed for more than half an hour before he barely chipped away half of the board.

She was tired and sweaty, but she was disappointed.

The place outside the warehouse corresponds to a corner in the backyard of the dance troupe. Not to mention there is a bush of grass underneath, it is because it is remote and few people pass by.

Xia Feise sat on the table and let out a sigh of relief.

After regaining her strength for a while, she looked up at the high window.

It was a bit too high, she didn't know if she could climb it.

Xia Feise dragged a cabinet over, placed it firmly against the wall, and then moved the chair up again.

Immediately stepped on the shelf on the other side and climbed up, risking to stand firm.

But even so, her hand barely touched the window edge.

Xia Feise looked out with her feet on her feet. What was disappointing was that there were also iron fences on the windows. Although there were rust stains on them, Xia Feise still didn't think she could break the fence and go out.

What's more, this window is too high.

Even if she can climb out, but this height plus the height of the second floor, she is afraid that she will break her leg.

Xia Feise stood at the window and tried her phone, but there was still no service.

She guessed that the signal here should have been bad, but Yao Ruoshan must have used some method to block the signal.

Xia Feise slowly climbed down and did not toss any more, and sat down on the mat used by Zhang Sportsman's usual training.

She turned on the phone, found the previously downloaded music, and started playing.

In the dark room, a soft song gradually sounded.

Xia Feise was holding her knees in her hands, leaning on the cabinet and looking up at the glint of the window, a little lost.

She didn't know that Yao Ruoshan had been coveting the position of the lead dancer, so she actually didn't want to come with her.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would be so courageous to do it herself.

In fact, she doesn't care much whether she can go to the art performance or not to lead the dancer.

I was just worried that it would ruin the teacher's efforts and the reputation of the dance group.

Xia Feise leaned gently against the cabinet, and couldn't help but remember what Yao Ruoshan had said.

Isn't Fei Jun his father's child?

How could he and Yao Ruoshan be twins?

But when you think about Fei Jun's face, it is indeed somewhat similar to Yao Ruoshan.

It's just that the experience and circumstances are different since childhood, so the temperament and vision of the two are quite different.

Does he really want to return to Yao's house?

Xia Feise lowered her eyes lightly, a touch of loss in the bottom of her eyes.

It turned out that he was not her brother.

Is Yao Ruoshan his sister?

Xia Feise knew that even if she was a half-father, Xia Feijun was her younger brother.

But... the feeling is still the same, she has lost even the only relative she had.

Xia Feise was in a daze. Fei Jun had known his life experience a long time ago, but he had never mentioned it to her.

There was a burst of congestion in her heart, and Xia Feise lightly lowered her eyes to listen to the music.