eight dance partners with my boyfriend

Pursue?

This answer is too unexpected.

Jiao Cheng tilted his head to look at Pu Xiuyun in a daze, and the man tilted his head along with him, then stared at him with a smile on his face, and the two looked in sync.

There is no meaning of occlusion or concealment.

So frank.

Jiao Cheng couldn't help thinking.

At least from the perspective of ordinary people, it is hard to say that the pursuit has not ended well, or it is a bit embarrassing.

But Pu Xiuyun is not. He can look you in the eyes and answer frankly, leaving you speechless, but you don't think he is wrong.

amazing.

After the three of them finished their meal, Jiao Cheng didn't know what to say, and so did Li Feizhang. He opened his mouth several times halfway through, but he still didn't say a word halfway through.

It's embarrassing.

Originally it was Pu Xiuyun who was embarrassed, but now it was Li Feizhang and Jiao Cheng who were embarrassed.

He Zhang came over after the meal, Pu Xiuyun didn't stay any longer, and waved his hand not to let them come to play again tomorrow, Jiao Cheng agreed.

Li Feizhang was standing beside him anxious to speak, he seemed to want to talk about Pu Xiuyun, fearing that he might misunderstand, but right now Jiao Cheng was in no mood to listen.He felt that he was nothing, especially after meeting Pu Xiuyun.

He found that his ridiculous reserve and inferiority reached its peak the moment he saw them dancing together, and his sour emotions wrapped in self-esteem changed for the first time in 30 years.

He even felt that he was standing in the darkness, just like the moment he met Li Feizhan for the first time, his perspective of looking up gradually deviated.He even thought that it would be great if he continued the college entrance examination that year, continued to get on the plane, continued to put on the flight suit, and continued to walk that road...

Perhaps there would be no such absurd ideas.

Or maybe no one will meet anyone.

But everyone will sanctify and greatize the unrealized youth ideals.

Jiao Cheng knew that this was wrong. It was very narrow to distinguish professions from elegant to vulgar, not to mention that he was trying to kidnap himself who worked hard to make choices.

He also knew that a brave and strong man should not be swayed by such emotions, he should be confident and high-spirited, like Pu Xiuyun, but when the emotions really surged, he was only sad.

Jiao Cheng really wanted to tell Li Feizhang: England is the right place, at least I see that you are indeed suitable here, and these people are worthy of your stay.

Thinking of the end, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I brought you to see him. Actually, there is another reason. It was the same as dancing just now. You saw him, he is..."

"Li Feidan, someone is looking for you over there!"

When Li Feidan opened his mouth to say something, someone called him from afar.

"He is..." repeated, because Li Feidan was a little anxious, almost bit the root of his tongue.

"Hurry up Li Feidan, it's very important, hurry up! Your new opportunity is here!" The voice from far away was Anna.

Li Fei anxiously called to the other end, then turned his head and took Jiao Cheng's hand, staring at it seriously.

"Genius—he's a genius."

genius.

What a powerful word, it was so sure when it came out of Li Feidan's mouth.

Jiao Cheng fell into the vortex of thinking again.

That's right, Pu Xiuyun is a genius... Viole is a genius... It's all him, all geniuses.

Take him to meet a genius, how should I put it.

It seems that the other party does have such a charm, capturing your sight and making you look at him from beginning to end. This kind of emotion is pure and does not mix any passion/desire.

Even Jiao Cheng accidentally thought "he's so nice".

Jiao Cheng was also very curious, why Li Fei didn't seize this opportunity to fall in love with this genius, what was the man in the past thinking.

So, Jiao Cheng didn't think about it anymore, he told Li Feizhang that he knew, and told him to hurry up.

I don't know if Li Feizhang believed it, but his expression was very confused. He told Jiao Cheng to go back to rest first, and he would come back immediately. He also told Jiao Cheng not to think wildly, but to believe him.

Jiao Cheng believed it.

Because there is no reason to doubt it.

People always care about the past.

Jiao Cheng used to be indifferent, claiming to be an extremely calm and self-control person, but he found out that it was the same, he just cared about external stimuli.

A prophecy.

Li Feidan went to work, Jiao Cheng guessed that it might have something to do with dancing, after all Anna really thought that Li Feidan was going to continue dancing.Jiao Cheng didn't ask, because he didn't quite understand.

So he didn't go back to the hotel and went on a trip.

A real tour, a night tour.

He went to many places, from St. Paul's Cathedral to Buckingham Palace, from the British Museum to Tower Bridge, from the London Eye to Big Ben, and finally returned to the Thames in the early morning.

He watched it all night, and there were no people in some scenic spots late at night, and some scenic spots were not open, but he walked and walked, feeling free and at will.

As far as the UK is concerned, Jiao Cheng is an outsider, and it is true to think so.

In the end, he went to the store by some mysterious ecstasy.

The air in the early morning was not so good, it was raining and foggy in London, I followed my memory to find the storefront, it was great, it was open.

When he pushed the door and entered, there was a German curly cat at the door, and it wrapped around his arm immediately. Jiao Cheng had never raised a cat before, so he didn't expect it to be so obsessive, so he made a fuss at the entrance for a while, and was scratched by the cat. straight smile.

"Mr. Jiao?" It was Fu Min who said this. She was ironing clothes, and she was wearing a white suit and skirt today, which was very beautiful.

Jiao Cheng walked in awkwardly with the cat in his arms. He walked around all night without changing or washing, so he was inevitably a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Fu Min has everything here, and there is no shortage of clothes. When Jiao Cheng finished washing, the other party had warmed up a large cup of coconut milk for him.

Fu Min said: "I didn't expect you to be so swift and resolute. It's pretty cool to travel at night."

Jiao Cheng sat down and felt much better, "It's just a whim, it's quite cold at night." He picked up the mug and took a sip of coconut juice, and just about to swallow it, he suddenly coughed.

Fu Min was terrified, thinking that something was stuck in his throat, and hurriedly took a tissue and a spoon just in case.

Seeing this action, Jiao Cheng became more and more embarrassed. He took the spoon from Sister Fu's hand, then scooped up the coconut milk in the mug, searching for something with great difficulty. Seeing Fu Min's curious expression, he said, "I don't want to drink it." Drinks with fruit pieces, sorry."

It was only then that Fu Min realized that he was scooping coconuts, and it was the first time he heard of such a little habit, and found it very interesting.

"You don't usually drink this kind of drink?"

Jiao Cheng: "It's usually pure. You can drink this kind of fruit occasionally, but Li Feidan will pick out the fruit pieces in advance, so sometimes he will forget it and can't tell the difference."

"Hey, that's great."

Fu Min was laughing, her smile was from the heart, she was neither teasing nor joking, as if she was just happy to hear it.

She asked again: "Does the suit you made last time fit?"

Jiao Cheng recalled the suit hanging on the hanger in the hotel, and kept nodding, "Well, it's very suitable for dancing."

"Haha, that's good. I started doing it very early. I didn't want to make it so big at first. Later, I heard that I would wear it for dancing, so I temporarily added width to the shoulders to facilitate movement."

"Very early?" Jiao Cheng grasped her key words and asked aloud.

"Well... It's been a while, anyway, Li Feidan told me about it before." Fu Min recalled.

Jiao Cheng was silent for a while, he really didn't know about this matter, and Li Feizhan didn't say anything about it, which was quite surprising.

"About when?"

Fu Min poured another glass of water for Jiao Cheng, "During the Chinese New Year? I can't remember exactly."

Jiao Cheng agreed, so he put down the spoon and stopped scooping it up. Looking at the blurred shadow on the milk, he sighed a long time.

This was all seen by Fu Min. After finishing the work at hand, she also pulled up a stool and sat opposite, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Did you go to Lao Bu's place and you were in a bad mood?"

Hearing the other party's question, Jiao Cheng couldn't hide his expression, he could see everything on his expression, Fu Min saw his doubts, couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, lowered his head and took a sip of his milk, "He didn't say , Guess, after all, I still know him well."

Jiao Cheng held the cup in both hands with his head sullen, and the shadow of the lamp reflected in it swayed, "Everything is fine, but I just met a friend of his yesterday, and I can't express my mood."

"Pu Xiuyun?"

Fu Min guessed the partner right away, Jiao Cheng didn't shake his head, and the other party understood.

The topic has come to an impasse. It is not good for others to interrogate them too intimately, nor can they turn a blind eye.

The same is true for Fu Min. She was silent for a while, and she must have cleared up something before she spoke again: "There is something that I have always been curious about."

"Ok?"

"Why did you come to the UK suddenly? It doesn't feel like it was planned in advance."

Sure enough, this question hit the lifeline directly, and brought Jiao Cheng back to the original conflict between the two.He thought for a while, maybe he was eager to share his feelings with others, he didn't hide it, he just concealed some words of Liu Weisi and Anna, and briefly stated it.

After all, Fu Min was not a young man in her 30s or [-]s. Her squinted and smiling eyes pulled out some creases, and she listened to the whole process quietly without expressing any opinions. It was not until Jiao Cheng finished speaking that she turned the cup and said, "You didn't notice ?"

Jiao Cheng: "Huh?"

"The most important question for both of you."

"question……"

Fu Min: "He said his, you said yours, he doesn't know why you said this, and you don't know why he suddenly got angry."

Jiao Cheng recalled it for a while in a daze, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

No matter what happens, the bad relationship between him and Li Feizhang will not last for too long, because they are both adults, and thinking itself is mixed with rationality and self-control, so it dilutes the smell of gunpowder between each other, but they don't know this. The source of the problem itself is impulsive and even thrown away.

Jiao Cheng recalled the events of the past few days, and said: "But no matter what, I came here, and seeing all this, it is indeed like that, and all actions correspond to each other. I don't know what to do. Maybe he should Come back here, not some weird sacrifice."

After hearing this, Fu Min didn't respond. She got up and went to the house to search for something. After a long time, she took a bunch of keys and came over, chuckling and shaking them, making tinkling noises.

"Since I can't think clearly for the time being, and I don't know how to say it, just forget it for now. I'll take you to see the place where that kid Li Feidan lived in the first place."

Of course, Jiao Cheng did not expect that the place where Li Feizhang first lived was above this store, it was a small apartment, it should have been unoccupied for a long time, it looked very old.

When Fu Min opened the door, he pinched his nose and coughed from the ashes. He turned his head and called Jiao Cheng in, "A few days ago, I said that I wanted to tell you about Li Fei's short story. I just happen to be free today. Come here."

In response to Sister Fu's words, Jiao Cheng walked into the house and closed the door without any hesitation. The layout was unobstructed. The bedroom, bathroom, kitchen and living room were connected to the common area, as well as a balcony with a good view.

He walked around, some of the furniture was moldy, Fu Min coughed a few times and wondered what he was looking for while squatting in the low cabinet, Jiao Cheng saw a picture of the back button.

Patted the ashes, picked it up and looked at it.

The young face, and the strong and thin arms unique to teenagers, are displayed in front of Jiao Cheng's eyes through the traces of time.

Li Feidan's appearance didn't change much, he had seen this look in the photo album of the bookcase before, the boy who was not mainstream at that time, seemed to fade away a little childish overnight, and turned clean.

There were two people standing beside the boy, one was Fu Min, who was in his early 20s, and the other was... Yang Xuerou?Her appearance is very different from now. Although she still has an arrogant and domineering expression, she still has the innocence of her girlhood.

Jiao Cheng looked at it, touched the face of the villain in the photo album and laughed.

"The storefront below was not what it is now many years ago. I was still in school to dance, so it was only used to store sundries. No one lived in this room, so it was empty until Li Feizhang came that year."

Jiao Cheng probably knew what Fu Min was going to say, took the photo album and patted the ashes of the old sofa, sat down and listened carefully.

Fu Min turned his back to the TV cabinet and was still looking for things, and continued without looking back: "Actually, he could have had a house to live in at first, after all, his family supported him, but ah, Li Feizhang was 16 years old at the time, too I'm so careless, remember when I said that his English is poor?"

"Huh?" Jiao Cheng raised his head, because he had listened to Li Feizhang's nice British English for too long recently, and it seemed like he would not be on a business trip.

"That's really bad." Fu Min couldn't help laughing, as if he was mocking, "It's so bad that you can't even imagine it. I guess he was not even comparable to ordinary junior high school students in China at that time. The first time I corrected his pronunciation, he was angry and ignored me, embarrassed for a long time, hiding and refusing to come out, let alone talk to the locals, it almost killed him, Yang Xuerou just laughed at him every day."

"And then?" Jiao Cheng became interested.

Fu Min said: "After staying in the hotel for a while, he was going to rent a house. At first, he said that my dad and I would accompany him, but that morning I just laughed at his accent, and the kid didn't shout out in a fit of anger. I, I contacted the landlord myself, guess what happened afterwards, every time I think about it, I find it funny hahahaha..."

Jiao Cheng smiled, almost imagining the other party's angry expression, "He can't read the contract?"

"Yes hahahahahaha!" Fu Min recalled laughing up and down, "He didn't understand the contract at all, but he refused to contact me. He was stubborn. I heard that he called Yang Xuerou reluctantly for help, but Xuerou Rou couldn't understand everything, anyway, when I finally found them, they told me that they had already signed it."

Jiao Cheng has seen many such cases, and seems to have guessed the direction of the future.

"This kid was cheated out of the rent for three years, and he didn't get paid. It's ridiculous to say it now, but it was really miserable at the time... Li Feidan felt ashamed and didn't tell his parents. The rest of the money was lost." I used it for class and school, and finally came to me while licking my face." At the end, Fu Min's laughter lowered, "Actually, many things happened, fun, bad, sad, sad... Later, Yang Xuerou went to Edinburgh, and he met other people, some of whom I didn’t know or heard of, and then he had a new circle of friends, and moved out to make girlfriends one after another. Almost 20 During the year, he spoke English better than anyone else, and he even learned a few dialects from the old beggar on West Street, so..."

"I found it!" Fu Min jumped up suddenly in the middle of speaking, her raised tone startled Jiao Cheng, she lifted a recorded CD and stuffed it into the projector, and then sat beside Jiao Cheng.

Jiao Cheng: "This is..."

As soon as the voice fell, the projector made an old "click, click, click" sound. After running for two seconds, the screen froze a few times, and then there was a picture.

Fuzzy and trembling, the voice is very noisy and noisy, only two small heads can be seen clearly.

"This is him and Yang Xuerou."

The two stood still, not tall among a group of Western children. When the music started, they walked vigorously, opened their shoulders, and twirled...

As soon as the screen changed, the voice became louder, but his head got bigger.

Fu Min smiled: "This is me."

The classic "youyouyou" played by Hugo Strasser, stepping on the steps of a foxtrot, two people hugging each other, stepping around and shaking, really has a bit of an elegant fairy spirit...

"Lewis."

The beautiful big skirt should be dancing the waltz.

This time I can see their faces clearly. The two people who are growing wildly, with the temperament of young men and women budding into mature men and women, are circling around the big dance floor in the whole loop. As if to make people dizzy...

The picture changed again.

Good-looking tango is never a gimmick, it is leaping and flowing with a center of gravity.Joe's advantages as a Westerner are so clearly highlighted-powerful, chic, and powerful.

This Jiao Cheng had only seen one woman who was not impressed by her, the soft and the strong were so close together.

Qiao and Li Fei were afraid.

It's not a half-push and half-acceptance, it's not a response from Yu Ju.

They are arrogant and horizontal...

The disc ended, "click click", the screen was blurred, and finally fell into darkness.

Jiao Cheng felt a little sweaty in his palms, as if he had watched a movie after many years, and one of the protagonists was with him every day.

"I'll get you a glass of water."

Fu Min got up and patted him on the shoulder, and went downstairs, leaving Jiao Cheng alone.

Jiao Cheng stood up and walked around. He took out the CD in the projector, then cleaned it up and put it on the sofa.

He opened the bedroom again, and the curtains were drawn in the room, letting in a little light.

There were no sheets on the bed, just hard boards.

He lay on the bed swaying like this, head to top, feet to bottom, with his hands behind his back resting his arms on the back of his head, then quietly took a deep breath, and quietly closed his eyes...

He was imagining how Li Feidan felt when he was lying here many years ago...

What will it be like?

When he came out from Fu Min's place, Jiao Cheng received a message from Li Feizhang. He said that he was delayed by something important and would not be able to return for a while. The other party was still typing. Jiao Cheng didn't want to read the explanation, so he replied immediately If you say "OK", the other party's "typing" will be cut off, and there will be no further sending.

Jiao Cheng was about to continue traveling. He bought a ticket and planned to take a cruise on the Thames River to see the City of London, the Tate Modern and Contemporary Art Museum, and the Belfast, and then he didn't think about anything.

But just a few steps out, I suddenly heard someone calling:

"Is it Ah Cheng?"