crush again

There was only one light on the dance floor, for the two of them.

Chu Zhongxiao was wearing a light silver-gray long dress with a deep V back, revealing her snow-white skin generously, and her slender and powerful legs were exposed at the hem with high slits.The golden-brown hair is fixed into a cloud-like shape, and it is on one side of the shoulder and neck, the eye sockets are deep, and the lips are red like a wound.

Foxtrot is characterized by fast marching, big steps and light dancing.If the waltz is an elegant and distant face-to-face ceremony, the tango is a dangerous temptation, and the rumba is a desperate lingering, then the foxtrot dance should be a couple's wedding, held by the sea, lively and agile.

It took Huo Yang a whole month, but he only learned a few key footwork, feather step, three straight step and so on.When he invited Chu Zhongxiao, he was very unassuming, his face was stiff, if he looked in the mirror, he would probably find himself smiling like a stroke patient.

Standing on the dance floor at this time, Cheng Zheng had made an appointment with him in advance, and Huo Yang's mind exploded as he danced to the music, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

——The tempo of this song is too fast!

Chu Zhongxiao obviously noticed this, she said "follow me closely", then she leaned back and took the first step to the right.

Huo Yang didn't expect her dance steps to be so powerful. Originally, he just slid out a step, but he was forced by himself and rushed forward.Others didn't see this, and applauded for this opening action.

The world in front of him was spinning rapidly, and the ground under his feet seemed to be uneven.Huo Yang was a little flustered at the beginning, but Chu Zhongxiao was undoubtedly a superb dancer, as long as he kept up with her rhythm, opened and closed at the stretches, and touched the water at the setbacks, he gradually became able to move freely, and his feet became light.

The first time was when Chu Zhongxiao said "Turn", he stretched out his arms and twirled. When the force was about to run out, he hooked his loosely attached fingertips, and quickly rolled back.The second time he didn't need a cue, he just followed the feeling to the beat.

"Can you dance tango?" She suddenly asked loudly.

Huo Yang almost made a mistake, "No!"

Chu Zhongxiao paused, "I want to dance."

"..." Huo Yang lowered his head, "Tango is too difficult, and it can't be done quickly. I'm afraid that when the time comes... we two will fight each other, what will we do if we fight."

"I'm afraid too." Chu Zhongxiao took him to the center of the dance floor, and said very quickly, "I say let go later, and you let go. You don't have to jump, just turn around as I move, and when I stretch out my hand, you just let go." Take my hand. Do you understand?"

Huo Yang quickly glanced at the bandstand in front of him, "Understood! I'll ask them to change the song later."

"No need to change."

Chu Zhongxiao was the last one to turn around, the high-heeled shoes made a sound like drums on the ground, the speed brought up the wind, dazzled Huo Yang.As she spun, she gradually straightened her knee joints. When the last drumbeat sounded like a cracking sound, Huo Yang seemed to be pulled by some invisible force. The moment she stopped spinning, her wrist flicked, and the last slammed into place. action.

There was complete silence all around.

Chu Zhongxiao let go of his hand slowly, not being affected by the violent rotation at all, and took two steps slowly towards the light, without looking at anyone, his eyes just fell on a certain point in front of him, his eyes gleaming glow.

All light converges here.

In the chaos of light and shadow, Huo Yang could not see Chu Zhongxiao's expression.

What kind of person are you?

Raise your legs and spread your arms.

When he jumped up, it was like a silver knife out of its sheath, with a sharp figure.

What kind of people have you met, and what have you seen?

The gorgeous skirt bloomed on the bright ground, and the music was overflowing. When Chu Zhongxiao turned around, his long hair was scattered, and the clothes were full of brilliance as he moved.

During the brief intermission, she was the only one not rested.Before the first group dance in the second half began, Chu Zhongxiao turned his head and gave her a look. At this time, almost everyone stood up from the rest area and walked into the dance floor with each other. Huo Yang also rushed over to hold her hand.

The two danced until the end of the ball, and the last waltz on the stereo ended.As soon as he stopped, he realized that he was sweating all over.

Dancing is really hard work, not much better than moving bricks.

When everyone was talking and laughing and walking towards the door, they were still gobbling.

While eating, Huo Yang clearly saw that Chu Zhongxiao took a cup of coffee, put it down again hesitantly, picked up a cup of warm milk with a frown, and finally drank it with his head up with the expression of a strong man breaking his wrist.

What resentment what?

Sure enough, after drinking this glass of milk, Chu Zhongxiao obviously didn't want to eat anything, so he forked a piece of pineapple cake and couldn't swallow it for a long time.Huo Yang thought she was choking, and wanted to get her another glass of milk.

Chu Zhongxiao waved his hand, "Don't, I'm tired of it."

Huo Yang was stuffed with something in his mouth, unable to speak, he moved his eyebrows to signal her: Then you still drink?

"Lang Lang asked me to drink it. He called me specifically to tell me not to drink coffee, saying that my stomach hurts easily at night..."

"Wait!" Huo Yang almost choked to death, "Lang...what the hell?"

Chu Zhongxiao rolled his eyes, suddenly smiled and said, "Oh, it's easy to say. Ye Lang's nickname."

"..." Huo Yang still felt unbelievable about this title, and desperately swallowed what was in his mouth, "Is he your faxiaoer?"

Chu Zhongxiao sighed, "He is my mother."

Lang Lang.

Until he sent Chu Zhongxiao to the door unconsciously, the name was still circling in his mind, which made his heart itchy, and he really wanted to grab Ye Lang and call him twice to see his reaction.

... It's best when he's driving him, and it's best when Huo Yang is the pillar.

When he was still stunned by the door, he was suddenly woken up by a broken back palm, "What are you stupid! Come and move bricks!"

Huo Yang raised his head and found that the people in the banquet hall had already left, only all the members of the Art Department were left, and the person who broke his back was the deputy department.He responded, took two steps in a daze, then stopped abruptly, "Where's the person?!"

"Who?" The deputy department looked at him strangely, "When I saw you, you stood at the door by yourself."

"...Damn it!" Huo Yang grabbed his collar.

What is he trying to figure out?He doesn't eat, drink, or take a nap, and dances square dance with his aunt, but he doesn't even have a mobile phone number?Is he an idiot?Who can answer this question?

When Cheng Zheng came over to urge him to leave, seeing his expression, he couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing, "You've been smeared again? What's wrong with you? Make me happy!"

Huo Yang pointed at her immediately, "Go by yourself!"

"Let's go by ourselves," Cheng Zheng said, "Brother and I will go eat liver cancer street together."

"..." Huo Yang looked at that Moxigan head, and then gave her a bad look, "Stop making trouble, he is cancerous enough, just wait honestly, I will send you back to the dormitory. I'm going to fuck off!"

On the way back to school, Cheng Zheng successfully bribed him with a bunch of skewers.He stared ahead, biting the skewers viciously, and hearing Cheng Zheng's heartless laughter, he really wanted to pierce her through the chest.

This blow was not small. When he was lying on the bed at night, he thought about what he had gained today.

Harvest one, successfully invited Chu Zhongxiao.

Harvest two, and showed her follower dancing skills in front of her.

He slapped his face, and couldn't bear to think about it anymore.

Harvest three, this may be the only valuable harvest.

... Lang Lang.

Before Huo Yang turned off the desk lamp, he turned his head and glanced at the empty bed opposite.Then he turned his head, reached out and turned off the light, and retreated into the bed.

The semester is not over yet, and life still has to go on.

This period of time was even more miserable than the previous ones. He ran every day, and he had to make up notes and write a pile of research papers.

University A is a good school, but the professors do not embarrass the students. They assign some difficult and time-tight topics, so that students will not learn to become immortals like the University Z next door. To" false.But University A has a tradition of insanity, which is beyond the reach of University Z.

End-of-term long-distance running test.

Fifteen thousand for girls and three thousand for boys.This is the case every year, never fooled.If you fail this subject, you will not only have to make up the exam, but you will also be directly disqualified from all awards and awards.

Not to mention applying for a scholarship, this matter has to be written in the file, and it may affect the postgraduate entrance examination.

There is still one and a half months before the final exam. Every evening, when you look up on the playground, you can see that there are crowds of people's heads in the dark.Everyone in the gym is also getting together to apply for a card.

Before it was too hot, Huo Yang also went out for a run, ran from the school history museum to Nanhu, turned around panting, and ran to the pedestrian street at the north gate in one breath.After running like this for two or three days, he almost wanted to buy a wheelchair.

Run again.He dragged his legs and told himself numbly that after two days of running, his legs would be broken and the pain would be gone.

After running like this for half a month, Huo Yang ran to South Lake one evening, and was so exhausted that he sat down on a bench by the South Lake and wiped off the sweat hanging from his eyelashes with his wrist guard.

He rested his knees, lowered his head and panted for a while. When he raised his head, he saw the orange sunset over the South Lake.

The willow leaves are long and thin, and the wind and smoke are confused.

Just two days ago... no, it was the whole semester, he scolded "junk school, ruining my youth" almost every day.Exams, chores, relationships, and his struggling crush.

At this time, he listened to the fluttering breath in his chest, and suddenly thought of Ye Lang, who ran 2000 meters under the scorching sun, and got up early every morning for morning exercises.

He still envies Ye Lang, his perseverance, his calmness, his intelligence that seems to be able to accomplish anything.He had never had a friend who was so reassuring, reassuring and motivating.

At least he will definitely come back for the exam.Huo Yang suddenly gained strength, stood up, imagining that he would be caught three or four times during the final exam, leaving him far behind, couldn't help laughing, and then followed the bicycle that was speeding past beside him. out.

Life is still beautiful.he thinks.

But until the end of the last class of the exam week, Ye Lang didn't show up.

The author has something to say:

Fuck, it's NO.13 today!

Holy shit! ! ! !

How did I stop for so long? ?

I thought it was only a day? ? ? ? ?

Don't go, my friends!