After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

This ballet public welfare performance is to promote the activity of "care for the rainbow" homosexual group's freedom of love. They want to convey the freedom of love through dance and play a correct role in guiding the society.

As soon as the tickets were released on the Internet, the lead dancer was Song Xingli, the former principal ballet of the American Ballet Theatre, known as the 'peerless beauty' in the ballet world.

Most people who understand the art of ballet dance know that this is a hard-to-find ticket.

The main dancer is Song Xingli. This 13-year-old boy became famous with his dance of "Soul Break Venice" and became the youngest performer of the play. He used his dance moves to truly interpret what is called the obsessed "beautiful boy" in the play .

Once the youngest ballet principal of the American Ballet Theatre, he robbed people's hearts with his dance.

After half a year, he appeared again, like a ray of light that rekindled the expectations of loyal ballet fans who had waited too long for a performance by Song Xingli.

The rehearsal room has already been filled with people, and everyone is rehearsing nervously, and the time for the performance is very precious.

Partner Xia Yingguang stood outside the toilet door and listened worriedly to the people inside who were throwing up, and knocked on the door:

"Xingli, are you okay?"

Song Xingli propped himself up against the wall with one hand, and with the other, he held his belly that was overwhelmed and vomited faintly into the toilet. Even though he put on makeup, he couldn't hide the paleness of his face.

"...It's okay." Wiping his mouth with a tissue beside him, he pressed the flush button and wanted to stand up straight, but the pain in his stomach almost made him fall to his knees.

Leaning against the wall, the cold tiles on his arms couldn't relieve the fever all over his body, as well as the turbulent stomach. He didn't expect to wake up today to be so uncomfortable, and he was fine last night.

Xia Yingguang was even more worried when he heard the commotion inside: "Why don't you change someone."

"...No, I can."

The toilet door opened with a click, and Xia Yingguang looked at Song Xingli who came out with a pale face, obviously already feeling very uncomfortable, but the stubborn stubbornness in his eyes made it even more uncomfortable.

Reaching out to support Song Xingli, feeling the heat of this person's body, he subconsciously raised his hand to test the temperature of his forehead, and frowned:

"You're running a fever. You're so hot that you won't be able to go on stage in good condition. Although it's a public performance, make sure everything is safe. You have to be responsible not only for yourself but also for all the dancers. No kidding."

"No one knows "Soulbreak Venice" better than me, and no one can replace me." Song Xingli took a deep breath to relieve the discomfort in his stomach, and looked sideways at Xia Yingguang, the stubbornness and tenacity in his eyes seemed to cover up the fragility brought out by his pale face : "This is the first stage I stand on again when I return to China, and I must go up."

He couldn't pass up the chance to start all over again.

Because he has already regretted it.

"As long as I can still dance, I will try my best to complete the stage. Every stage is a stage that needs respect, and I will definitely be able to complete it."

When Xia Yingguang looked at Song Xingli like this, he felt like his heart was being burned. The feeling of soul collision and burning desire to win when he met his opponent came back again.

"Change clothes." Song Xingli adjusted his breathing, and then walked to the dressing room.

Just before entering the locker room, he squatted again.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yingguang was a little worried about Song Xingli's state.

Song Xingli turned his head slowly: "Did you see Shi Jin?"

"No."

"Okay." Song Xingli's heart sank completely.

This is his first show since returning home.

He remembered.

The opera house has a large scale and can accommodate more than 1000 people. The audience enters the venue in an orderly manner, their clothes are neat, and they sit quietly.

Sitting in the center of the stage with the best view is a handsome man in a white suit. The man is sitting in an elegant posture, but with a bit of coziness and laziness. This is no ordinary person.

He was the first to sit down.

He is also the one who is most looking forward to this 'ballet god' stepping on his heart.

Before the curtain was opened, the man's eyes were already dyed with light, like the burning anticipation in the eyes of an admirer, waiting for the person he wanted to see to leap into his field of vision.

Song Xingli has gone to every ballet performance since he was 16 years old, and he has never missed a single global tour after he became the hottest ballet principal. The tickets for each show are like precious treasures.

His eyes never moved away from this ballet prince.

There was a bouquet of fresh roses on the empty seat next to it, and there was a card full of his heart inside, which he must give to Song Xingli himself when the stage is over.

Soon the audience was seated, and the moment the music sounded, the curtain officially opened.

When the smear of white appeared again in the audience's field of vision, the moment the toes fell, it seemed to be stepping on their hearts.Although he is 28 years old, his appearance has remained unchanged for so many years, and his exquisite appearance has even become more dazzling and outstanding because of the years.

including dancing.

For those who love ballet art, they are familiar with the world's top ballet dancers, including Song Xingli who stood on the top of the ballet pyramid in the Mood for Love.

He is truly the peerless beautiful boy in "Soul Breaking Venice", the soul muse who made the composer willing to die in chaos, and even made ballet lovers feel that this is the unquenchable heat in their hearts. Even if ten years have passed, the beautiful boy The beauty and innocence on Song Xingli's body seemed to never change.

Looking at it, people can't help but imagine that if you want to have a beautiful love, as long as the object is Song Xingli, then this love is perfect.

The eyes of the man sitting in the VIP seat were fascinated, and Song Xingli's figure jumping on the stage was reflected in his eyes, as if his heart had been silent for a long time, and finally on this day, it resumed beating again.

"Song Xingli, today I must let you know me."

This is the long-awaited moment from the president of China's largest entertainment company. The first time is 12 years.

The performance went smoothly, and once again the hall was full of brilliance. After half a year, Song Xingli finally heard the applause. That kind of sweaty satisfaction, that strong sense of existence, as if breathing oxygen, is what he must have .

His eyes still fell down the stage uncontrollably, and swept across the audience. They all had expressions of satisfaction on their faces and applauded fiercely for his performance.

Slowly, the light in the bottom of the eyes was suppressed by the emergent gloom.

in case……

Even better if the people he wants can watch him offstage.

He almost lost his footing when bowing to the audience at the curtain call, but luckily his partner caught him.

Xia Yingguang grabbed Song Xingli's arm quickly with his eyes and hands, stabilized the guy, and then took a curtain call with the audience, and then held Song Xingli's shoulder after the curtain closed.

"Are you okay?"

Song Xingli's complexion was indeed not very good, he forced a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, anyway, I'll go home later, just go back and take medicine and rest."

As he spoke, let himself stand firm so as not to be seen as a flaw.

In fact, he was really in a trance when he relaxed.

After exiting the stage, I endured the discomfort in my body, watched my colleagues remove their makeup in the dressing room, and sat in my position to ease the pain in my stomach.

"Mr. Song, what's wrong with you? Shall I send you back first?"

He just shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, I'm just a little too hungry, I'll be fine as long as I have something to eat when people come."

"That's it, Mr. Song, please pay attention."

In the end, he started to remove his makeup after he was gone.

His hands were shaking, and he couldn't stand up at the end.

"Xingli, do you want me to take you back?" Xia Yingguang changed his clothes and was about to leave when he found Song Xingli was still in the dressing room, poking his head in at the door.

Song Xingli resisted the trembling of his hands, pretending that he hadn't finished removing his makeup: "No, you can go back first, I drove here by myself."

He tried his best to control his voice so as not to be seen as flawed.

Hearing the voice, Xia Yingguang didn't seem to be in such a bad state, so he felt relieved: "I'm in good shape today. I was worried about you at first, but fortunately, this match is going well. Since you're fine, I'll leave first. My girlfriend is waiting for me outside. Oh, by the way, after our dinner party in Jiangcheng is over, there are three more performances, come on!"

"it is good."

Seeing the footsteps leaving at the door, Song Xingli took off his disguise and bent down in pain.The hand is supporting the corner of the table, because the knuckles are starting to turn white due to the force, the fingertips are pressed against the edge of the table to try to relieve it, and the other hand is pressing the raging and tearing stomach.

The cold sweat on his forehead completely soaked his already wet hair, and his face was as white as paper without a trace of blood.

The whole pain made my head a little dizzy.

The more his body hurts, the more sober his head becomes, and the more sober he is, the more he holds grudges.

The first debut, as promised, will come.

Lied to him again.

With trembling hands stretched out to the phone, cold sweat slid from his forehead to his eyelids, his vision was slightly blurred, and he tapped his fingers several times before pressing the shortcut key for the number.

——Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable...

Can't get through.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead to his eyes, blurring his vision, his hands were shaking more and more, and all his energy was put on the phone.

He thought of the seven years in America, of being alone in every episode of stomach pain.

It really hurts to be alone...

He called Shi Jin over and over again, but all he answered was a cold mechanical voice.

This is the second time.

The pain in his stomach invaded his reason, and the momentary cold heart was caught by the abyss, and he was ruthlessly involved in it, trying to swallow all his reason.

"...time advances, time advances..."

The person he loves the most is the person who made him willingly give up his honor and glory, but deceived him the moment he gave up everything, so why these seven years.

The whole person fell down helplessly.

The moment he fell down, he felt himself falling into a warm embrace.

rose scented.

good smell.

"Don't be afraid."

He heard a gentle male voice, he didn't have the strength to raise his eyelids to see who it was, and completely lost consciousness in such a gentle voice.

Not the time.