I can't possibly have a fiancé [Comprehensive]

The next day, Feng's mansion.

Qian Li rushed to Feng's house in a hurry and pressed the password. After the door opened, she rushed in all the way, ignoring the frightened servants and rushing into someone's room.

The boy with short black hair was lying quietly on his side on the big pure white bed, his breathing was steady and his face was soft. No matter how you looked at it, it was a pleasing picture.

Qianli doesn't think so.The little head looked around, walked to the desk not far away, picked up a newspaper, rolled it into a stick and returned to the bed, took a deep breath, and hit someone's head hard.

"........."

Feng Jingye slowly opened her eyes.

The moment they opened their eyes, one of the lights above their heads clicked off, and a gust of wind blew from nowhere in the bedroom with the doors and windows closed. The space of [-] square meters was filled with terrible low air pressure.

Those are the eyes that only monsters have, cold and ferocious, just staring at them makes people shudder.

Qianli wasn't frightened by someone's anger at all, raised her brows, and hit someone's forehead again with the newspaper in her hand, "Wake up!"

"...What are you doing here?"

Seeing that it was her, Feng Jingye rubbed the center of her brows with a headache, restrained her breath, fumbled for the glasses next to the pillow, and put them on.

Qianli smiled: "What do you think?"

Feng Jingye raised her thin lips slightly, "It must be a very important thing for you to come here so early in the morning."

He pushed his glasses with his middle finger.

Qianli smiled noncommittally, but didn't speak, and beat the newspaper roll rhythmically on the palm of her hand.

Feng Jingye had already guessed the purpose of her visit when she woke up and saw her at the first sight. She put her hands on the bed in her pajamas and looked up at the complicated patterns on the ceiling: "I guess, it's about Atobu?"

The smile on Qianli's face deepened, and she paused every word: "You'd better explain it to me."

Feng Jingye chuckled lightly: "Is there anything to explain?"

He glanced at her lightly, guessing everything: "Don't look at me like that, I introduced him in front of you very formally, forgot?"

Qianli: "..."

Qianli put down the newspaper in her hand, and half-closed her eyes: "So you deliberately revealed the marriage contract that day, just to get me to take the initiative to transfer there?"

"No, that's your own decision, and I'm also very surprised." Feng Jingye looked at her with a gentle smile.

"Liar." Qianli glared at him, bent down, and continued to ask aggressively: "The relationship between Fu Yumei's sister-in-law and brother, is it also you who deliberately lied to me?"

She still remembers it!After telling her about Atobu's marriage contract with her, the villain Jingye actually told her that Fu Yumei's sister-in-law and her brother are not in love with each other, they are only together because of their childhood sweethearts and the right family!

Is this also to provoke her?

"You can think of it that way." Feng Jingye was still watching her with interest.

Qianli's nose was going to be crooked with anger, and she couldn't help stomping her feet.Oh my god, to be played around by this bad boy!

If the villain Jing Ye really colluded with Atobe, then besides Atobe who watched her jokes these days, this black-bellied big devil would also have a good time! ?

……

After two seconds of silence, Qianli clenched the newspaper in her hand and held it up high.

Slowly put down again.

"Fortunately, Miss Ben doesn't care about you anymore."

Angry is angry, she can't do much with this deep-minded bamboo horse.It's not the first time that Dafeng Jingye has dug a hole for her since he was a child. Seeing that the final result is quite satisfactory, please spare his life.

The eldest lady managed to convince herself, threw the newspaper on the ground, walked to the small sofa beside the bed and sat down, holding her chin and said, "Is Dr. Sakata there? Ask him to come over and check me out."

"I asked the servant to call him."

Feng Jingye tidied up her collar, got out of bed and put on her slippers, went into the cloakroom and changed into a set of casual clothes, handed a new pair of pink slippers when she came out, pushed her glasses and said lightly: "Put on these, don't Footprints in my room."

His eyes fell on the little leather shoes she was wearing.

"Ah, I was so anxious to teach you a lesson that I forgot to change my shoes at the entrance."

Qianli grabbed the slippers in his hand, and took off the leather shoes without avoiding him.

Feng Jingye glanced at her and said, "Your foot injury looks better."

Qianli raised her head when she heard the words, and laughed jokingly, "The injury on the bone, you can just glance at it and determine it? You are indeed the young master of the Feng family."

"...not the injured ankle, I mean your toe."

Feng Jingye went to the window and opened the curtains, and the golden sunlight flooded into the room instantly, covering him with a sacred light, "It's much better than the last time I saw it."

"Last time?" Qianli pouted her mouth and tried to remember, but she couldn't remember the last time she showed her toes in front of him.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, before she went abroad, she would come to Feng's house every time she was injured, and it wasn't the first time Feng Jingye saw her ugly toes.

After changing into her slippers, she was much more comfortable than wearing restrictive leather shoes. She stood up and stepped on the bright log floor.

Feng Jingye watched her quietly and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

"not yet."

"Let's go together then, I have something to do after dinner, you rest for a while, Dr. Sakata should come over soon."

"Okay." Qianli nodded, and asked curiously: "Speaking of which, it's all holidays, what else do you need?"

Feng Jingye glanced at her faintly, and let out a faint chuckle from his nasal cavity, "Someone once told me that if you want to gain the right to speak, you must make yourself stronger."

Qianli didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Feng Jingye smiled, "It's nothing."

Recalling what Atobe said to him at the wedding of his sister and brother-in-law two years ago, Feng Jingye's eyes under the lens deepened, and for some reason, Atobe's face overlapped with Xu Wanghuan's.

Even Qianli, who grew up with him, didn't notice that he was dissatisfied with the status quo.These two people with completely different personalities and experiences did it.

become stronger?

His lips were slightly upturned. Although he hadn't slept much for several nights, everything was worth it, and soon he would be able to prove his ability to everyone.

His eyes gradually deepened.In this life, she will no longer be restrained by the identities of the three men.

"Congratulations, Ms. Yamichi, your foot injury has completely healed."

After the meal, Dr. Sakata arrived on time. After carefully checking Qianli's ankle, he took off his thick glasses and sincerely congratulated her.

Qianli tried to move her joints, "So, can you continue dancing on pointe?"

"It's ok, but please take it in moderation, don't over-train like before." Dr. Sakata reminded with earnestness and distress.

"I know."

Qianli responded casually, and didn't take it too seriously.It was impossible not to overtrain, she had fallen too far in the past few months.If she doesn't dance ballet for a day, her body will become rusty and stiff. She hasn't put on her dancing shoes for three or four months, and she doesn't know how far her current skills have regressed.

...you have to make up for it.

She secretly made up her mind.Seeing her persistence, Dr. Sakata shook his head and sighed heavily when he left.

The Feng family does not have a dance studio.

After getting the doctor's permission, Qianli said goodbye to Feng Jingye, and couldn't wait to go back to the apartment, took out a pair of brand new pointe shoes from the cabinet, sat on the ground and carefully improved them.

Ballet is dancing on tiptoes.To help ballerinas stand on tiptoes, pointe shoes are essential.

Pointe shoes are similar to regular soft-soled exercise shoes.It's just that the front part of it is glued layer by layer with special glue and compacted to form a hard head, and there is a small flat surface at the front end.The sole has a rubber shoe plate inside and a leather sole on the outside.The ballet dancer stands up with the help of the shoe plate, and uses the small flat surface of the toe box to stabilize the center of gravity.

Every ballet dancer has a different foot shape.In order to be able to dance the best dance, the pointe shoes must fit perfectly, and it is impossible to buy pointe shoes to meet this point, so it is necessary for every ballet dancer to modify his own pointe shoes.

Everyone transforms differently.Qianli first bent the pointe shoe in half, then polished the front end to create friction, and then hit the wall hard.The shoes after knocking will be much stronger and fit better after wearing.

Then you need to sew on the ribbon yourself.The position of the ribbon is generally on the arch of the foot, but there may be slight changes according to each person's foot shape.

After sewing the ribbon, you need to add a rubber band to the heel, and then try it on. Put the ribbon on the side of the arch over the instep and wrap it around the ankle, and fix it around the thinnest part of the ankle. The outer ribbon is wound around in the opposite direction, and the two ribbons cross on the instep to form a beautiful cross.

Finally, tie the two ribbons in a bow on the inside of the ankle. After subtracting the excess ribbon, carefully tuck the knot into the next ribbon, making sure that the knot should not be visible from any direction, and that’s it. . (Note 1)

Such a well-crafted pair of pointe shoes will last most amateur ballerinas from two weeks to a month, depending on wear.

For a ballet dancer like Qianli who spends twelve to sixteen hours a day in the dance studio and on stage, two pairs are consumed a day.

After making the shoes, she put on her dance practice clothes and warmed up for half an hour before carefully tying up the pointe shoes and standing on tiptoe in front of the mirror.

One step, two steps and three steps, followed Tchaikovsky's music from slow to jumping, and then to spinning. It has been too long since I felt the wonderful taste of ballet. Qian Li was immersed in it and didn't want to stop for a moment.

It's a pity that the dance studio in the apartment is still too narrow to make her favorite big leap.

A few hours passed in the blink of an eye, Qianli finally stopped, sitting on the floor and lightly stroking the worn out pointe shoes on her feet.

She can finally dance again.

So, it's almost time to go back to France.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes were empty, and the first thing that came to mind was the gorgeous and dazzling figure of Keigo Atobe.

It's a little pity.The relationship between the two has just begun to get closer, but they have to face separation at this time.

But it is impossible for her to stay in Japan for Atobe.She can't stand still, the dream that has been rooted in her heart since she was a child will not be easily changed for someone. What she pursues has always been the supreme glory. For that glory, the hardships she has suffered over the years are beyond count. Qing, how could she give up so easily?

It's just unavoidable.

Qianli looked at her own reflection in the mirror, remained silent for a long time, and finally sighed.

She took out her cell phone, found Atobe's number, and dialed it.

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Note 1: The information on pointe shoes comes from the Internet

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