eight dance partners with my boyfriend

Black always has a captivating charm.

Such as black hair, black eyes.

Pu Xiuyun likes black, and it is hard to forget those eyes when the man said goodbye to him eight or nine years ago.

It seems that time flies by in the blink of an eye.

Later, Li Feidan fell in love again, with a man, so the time to return to England became shorter and shorter...

"Mr. Pu?"

Jiao Cheng whispered, the blue-eyed man next to him stared in the same direction for a long time after bungee jumping, only heard a slight breathing sound, and didn't say anything else.

"Huh?" Pulled back to reality, Pu Xiuyun smiled and turned his head.

"Mobile phone." Jiao Cheng pointed to his pocket.

The phone rings deafeningly and has been ringing for a long time.

Pu Xiuyun answered with an apologetic voice, and heard the familiar howling of the caller.

"Where did you run away again? Didn't you go to find that Li Feizhang? I only met him and his partner two days ago, and I was so mad. Please come back quickly, have you forgotten the invitation you got before?" Tonight you are going to dance with the former chairman of the association as a representative. From now on, you will be the King of the circle. Don’t waste your time on that man who ran away. You spent so much money to help him in the country. Publicity for a broken studio, please come back quickly..."

Pu Xiuyun listened to a long series of words, it was too noisy, and she kept her ears a little far away.

Ever since Fa Xiao knew what happened many years ago, he has been whispering bad things about Li Feizhang in his ears all these years, derogating everything a few times.

"Well, go back right away, I just finished bungee jumping."

"Hurry up—"

Pu Xiuyun has already hung up.

Although Jiao Cheng couldn't hear their conversation clearly, he vaguely felt Pu Xiuyun's manic tone on the phone, and it happened that he also sent several long voices from Lu Luanqing, 60 seconds after 60 seconds, swiping the entire screen.

"By the way, I promise you—" Pu Xiuyun turned his head and said, "Tell a story."

Just as Jiao Cheng was about to press the button, the voice paused, then he pressed the off switch and stuffed it back into his pocket.Li Feidan's past with this man, I want to hear about it.

Pu Xiuyun spoke very slowly, slowly but without a word of nonsense.From acquaintance to familiarity, to dancing together, and finally to the current situation, more than ten years have passed in a hurry, and a few sentences sum it up clearly.In fact, the other party can definitely exaggerate it more strongly, about their way of getting along, about what he gave, but he didn't.

He just made a simple statement and concluded everything, such as: "I stayed", "he agreed", "danced together", "he refused"...

Jiao Cheng listened very carefully, and sometimes he was moved by the story, but most of the time he became calm along with Pu Xiuyun's indifferent attitude.

He even occasionally looked back into the eyes of the person beside him, narrowed his eyes slightly when he spoke, and spoke in a lazy and long tone, as if none of these things had happened to this person, even Pu Xiuyun would occasionally smile and deliberately tease him a few times , but never surpassed in the end.

Until the story ends.

Jiao Cheng finally understood what the "that thing" that Liu Weisi had said was, and finally understood who the person who changed Li Feizhang was, even though Pu Xiuyun's story of the latter was only passing in passing.

He admired Pu Xiuyun very much.

I'm also glad that Li Feidan once met such a person.

"Thank you." Jiao Cheng said suddenly.

Pu Xiuyun stood sideways for a second, then leaned back against the railing at the corner, and gently stuffed his hands into his pockets.

"Thank me for what, we are competitors."

Jiao Cheng laughed when he heard that, he saw the sunlight shining on the mirror of the car, shining brightly.

"Thank you for him. And without you, I might not see him now."

"It's not me." Pu Xiuyun said slowly, "Li Feidan found many things by himself. I'm just an ordinary partner, but among the eight partners, I'm a special one...and," he grinned suddenly Laugh: "How do you know that person is not you?"

Jiao Cheng stared in a daze.

This was the happiest and most presumptuous smile he had seen Pu Xiuyun in the past few days, it seemed that the one who smiled like this was the real him, the one who was really happy from the bottom of his heart.

"I heard that Li Feizhang took in an apprentice? Anna said it." Pu Xiuyun raised his head and asked.

Being mentioned like this, Jiao Cheng recalled what happened in the past few months for no reason, as if it was just yesterday, like a dream, everything was so unreal.The boy who smashed his mobile phone screen at the stairs has now found his way smoothly.

"Well, it's Liu Bomao."

Pu Xiuyun nodded and said with emotion: "It's a nice name."

"What's wrong?" Jiao Cheng asked with his head turned sideways.

"No, I just found out that Li Feizhang is still the same, self-righteously dragging others forward, imitating his uncle, this has never changed."

Jiao Cheng: "That's it."

"To be honest, I don't want him to retire either. After all, there will be fewer and fewer opportunities to meet like this, but he must have his own considerations. I have also heard of many other reasons." Pu Xiuyun paused, "Don't take it to heart, he It's an adult."

In the last paragraph, Jiao Cheng heard the meaning of comfort, so he was too surprised. Before he could say anything, Pu Xiuyun patted him on the shoulder and returned to the driver's seat, "Please go back by yourself, I will not accompany you if I have something else to do." By the way, you can ask Li Feizhang about the piercing of his ear when you go back, I remember that he had his left ear pierced suddenly seven years ago."

Ear piercing?

Jiao Cheng didn't quite understand the meaning of his last sentence, he only remembered the time when he went to ask for a marriage lottery, the man accidentally mentioned the reason for piercing his ears, but he just laughed it off, but he suddenly started wearing earrings recently.

After buying the ticket to go back, Jiao Cheng had a bumpy journey, he sent Li Feizhan a new message, and he replied in seconds.

Jiao Cheng: Are you finished?

Beauty in trouble: Just after the end, are you still with He Zhang?You didn't reply to my message before.

Jiao Cheng: Sorry.Now go back to the swan poetry.

Jiao Cheng: I have something very important to tell you.

Confidante: I also have something very important to say.I don't even know about that, so... Forget it, I'll wait for you to come over.

Jiao Cheng: Good.

It will take a long time to drive back to Swan Poetry from here. Jiao Cheng sat in the car and watched the sky gradually darken, as if it was going to rain again. He kept looking around and took out his phone to check the time...

The current awkwardness is not what he wants.

Jiao Cheng kept talking to himself.

Anxious.

When I got off the car, it was raining, and it was getting bigger and bigger.

Jiao Cheng hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, covered his head with his hands and ran in the direction of Swan Poetry. He ran so fast that splashes splashed all over his body. , only the sound of heavy breathing remains...

After running for a long time, passing by the beeches along the street, the herringbone turrets, and the round turrets, the asphalt road reflected the light of the city, everything was so similar to the day they came...Jiao Cheng even had the illusion that he was Back to my boyhood, I can't explain the kind of blood spurting and mixed with nervousness...

I want to see Li Fei.

want to see him.

His footsteps stopped, he was out of breath, his whole body was soaked, and the continuous heavy rain wrapped him up, making it airtight.

There are only a few people at the entrance of Swan Poetry. The students who have just finished class are talking and laughing with umbrellas, or running around with their bags on their heads. After a while, no one is left, only cars speeding past.

Jiao Cheng was confused for a while, he didn't know exactly where Li Feidan was.

I took out my phone from my pocket, the rain soaked the screen in an instant, and the touch of my fingers became insensitive. I swiped out of the chat interface, suddenly felt a little cold, and typed "I'm at the gate of Swan Poetry", and sent it.

But just after sending out, suddenly a pair of hands stretched out behind him, covering his eyes.

Warm and steamy.

Even the drops of water on his face stretched together like this, no one could tell the difference.

So warm.

"Wet? Where's He Zhang?" the man behind said.

very gentle.

Jiao Cheng stood there blankly for a while, then moved his hand from his eyes to his forehead, then to his cheeks and nose, wiping off the water on his face little by little, and then turned him around little by little.

There were still drops of water on the eyelashes, and he blinked, blurring his vision.

The person in front of him was wearing their tiger suit that day, and his slender figure was shrouded in water vapor.

Rubbing his eyes, the haze disappeared.

Li Feidan was also wet, his face was a little pale, he probably didn't have a good rest, his hair limply stuck to his scalp along the water, and the water followed the contours and fell to the neckline of the suit bit by bit.

Jiao Cheng suddenly laughed.

"Aren't you getting wet too?"

"I didn't bring an umbrella. I was in a hurry to see you. I thought it was light rain. Who knew it would fall so heavily in the end." Li Feidan snorted helplessly, and held Jiao Cheng's hand, "Let's find a place to hide from the rain."

Jiao Cheng didn't move.

"I have something to say."

Li Feidan didn't pull the people behind him, he wanted to answer "you can talk about it later", but when he met Jiao Cheng's serious gaze, he suddenly let go.

"it is good."

Jiao Cheng lowered his eyebrows, stared at the small hole in the concrete floor, and began: "I've been awkward all this time, angry with you, angry with myself, not frank at all, and... I was not honest that day. I should force you to go back to the UK and interfere with your choice, obviously I don’t know anything, I’m just acting on my own will. I’m sorry.”

Little by little, his words evaporated with the water vapor, and Li Feidan's gaze never left. When the person in front of him finished speaking, he suddenly leaned over and hugged Jiao Cheng.

Fingers along the hair to wrap the back of the head, the other arm around the waist.

The rain is spreading and seeping.

The two embraced each other wetly.

Jiao Cheng was a little surprised, the man didn't use much strength, but he didn't want to escape at all, so he stretched out his hands and hugged him back.

This hug was different from the one at the hospital gate not so long ago.

Not the fear of losing, just the sheer wanting, hugging.

Li Feidan opened his mouth, his throat was sour, as if it was blocked, "You don't need to apologize, it's not your fault. I didn't even understand what you meant at the time, I just thought you didn't believe in my ability, Obviously I was the one who didn’t speak first. Anna told me, she asked you to persuade me, they all told you that I retired because of you, sorry. I should have told you in the first place, but I pretended to be smart, I don’t even know how to speak.”

Hearing each other's thunderous heartbeats and the man's apology, Jiao Cheng didn't move, and pressed his head against his chest gently.

"I thought I could tell you slowly by bringing you here, but it made you uneasy."

Jiao Cheng: "Apologize again. There are so many right and wrong between us."

Li Fei smiled: "Then you are not allowed to apologize, listen to me slowly... slowly... About Pu Xiuyun, I have never been with him, never, but he is a very important friend to me , it is impossible to break the connection."

Jiao Cheng stroked his hair, "I know, it's okay."

"There's also the reason for retiring...actually, it's also very hypocritical." The man let go of his hugging hands, and the eyes of the two directly met.

"Ok?"

Li Feida slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at the Swan Poetry in the distance again, and looked at it carefully for a long, long time.

Jiao Cheng didn't urge him. Although his back was facing the building, he could vaguely see and think a lot from the pupils of the person in front of him, such as that beautiful signboard, such as the pitch-black dance room...

Just like at the beginning, Li Feizhang gave him too many definitions of "dream", which made his life change from "boring" to "interesting".

The man murmured: "Ballroom dance is like a mountain. No one wants to stand on the mountain. When I was young, I felt lucky. I was really lucky. I had a healthier body than my uncle, and I had good family conditions to support me in the dance. Studying in the big world, with a group of like-minded friends, even if there is pain in the middle, it is only temporary, because the little uncle told me before leaving: 'You have to jump down'".Li Feidan paused when he said this, his Adam's apple slid up and down as he swallowed, and the rainwater also flowed deeper inside.

"It seems that people around us have taught us this way since we were young. How to succeed, how to get No.1, how to become a useful and irreplaceable person. But no one told us what to do if we fail, what to do if we can't climb up What to do, what to do if you are sad. So, I am very excited, feel that I am special, and feel that I can become a leader in the field. But... I forgot that only a small number of people can climb a mountain, more A person can only stand halfway up a mountain for the rest of his life. And the one standing on the top of the mountain is not me, but Pu Xiuyun."

Hearing this, Jiao Cheng's heart was tangled, and he reached out his hand in a panic to wipe away the rainwater from the side of the man's face.

Li Feizhang grabbed his hand, "It's okay, I'm fine, I just searched and searched for many years before I had the courage to make a choice. I have to admit that when I worked hard to a certain point, I had already reached my halfway up the mountain, which is the limit." But that guy was different, I could tell from the very beginning, he was a genius."

Jiao Cheng finally understood.

Why did Li Feidan emphasize to him that Pu Xiuyun is a genius.

It's not that he is proudly introducing that man, nor is he comparing him with Jiao Cheng, but repeatedly and sadly reminding himself that he can't compare to Pu Xiuyun.

The object of comparison has always been himself.

Admitting that you are inferior to others is a very painful thing.

You Qi has been proud for many years, but in the end, reality poured cold water on him.

In Jiao Cheng's eyes, Li Feidan is already very good, but this concept cannot be measured by others or himself.So he didn't know how to comfort the man in front of him, because he was the same, doing a job that many people in the world would do in an ordinary way. Some people would envy it, while others would dislike it.

Feeling sorry for Li Fei, feeling injustice for Li Fei.

I also understand that these emotions can only be borne by myself.

It's like he gave up an opportunity voluntarily, and he knew that it didn't mean failure, but he was still a shining person who yearned to really embark on the road of his dreams.

"It's okay." Jiao Cheng said.

"Well, it's okay, I'll still jump." Li Feidan repeated in a low voice, and stretched out his arms to gently embrace Jiao Cheng again, "I'm too hypocritical."

The rain kept dripping down the hair curtains, and Jiao Cheng heard the sound of rainwater rushing into the sewer beside the road.

He nodded slightly, and the rain became heavier.

Hypocritical?

Actually not.

But if it was a few months ago, I might not have had so many emotions now, because too many things would be involved, including the swan poems, including the weak past, including Pu Xiuyun, too many... I can accept it all at once. Come on, maybe you can, maybe you can't.

"It's not hypocritical, you can still grow flowers and grass on the mountainside, and I'm here."

The new rain falls on the lips.

Jiao Cheng stretched out his left hand and raised his arm to touch the man's hair, it was very cold and wet.

Look up.

The kiss fell slowly and silently on the man's lips.

The slightly cool breath of each other warmed up the moment they overlapped, with a faint feeling of being washed by rain.

The heat is on the verge of breaking out.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, breathing tenderly.

With his eyes closed, he could still feel the man's astonished gaze, but he no longer had the heart to think.

He just wants to be closer, to be closer, to deliver his emotions, to deliver his love...

It was raining heavily, and the whole city of London was covered with water vapor.

It was dark, but not pitch black.

People hurried past in twos and threes on the street, the lights on the third floor of Swan Poetry were on, and the screen advertisements along the road were silently playing repeatedly...

The minds of the two in the rain were completely blown away.

They kiss passionately.

Saliva, tip of tongue, rain...

Blending and lingering.

Jiao Cheng stretched out his hand to touch the man's ear in a daze, the protruding studs were slightly chrome on his fingers.

He forgot what he said in a daze, as if remembering what Pu Xiuyun said, repeated the word "ear piercing" intermittently, but was immediately interrupted by a hasty kiss, and was involved in the next frantic storm go……