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Chapter 21

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    Chapter 21

    This night full of death, the hospital roof under the stars, and the warmth of hugs stayed in Xia Wu's memory for a long time, so that after a long time, she reflected on when she became a butterfly fighting the fire, desperately  When she wanted to rush to that warm place, she thought for a long time under the moonlight, and finally let out a long sigh. The madness after her heartbeat all started from that night, that hug.

    There was no reason for her heartbeat. Xia Wu, who had never tasted love, suffered from insomnia that night. Her eyes were wide open in the dark, and that scene was played over and over again in her mind. The lonely and slender figure in the night,

    The shredded tobacco surrounded him for a while, and finally scattered in the night wind and night, leaving him alone, deeply lonely in the thick night.

    Only at that moment, the flower called love in Xia Wu's heart suddenly bloomed after sleeping for 22 years.

    For Xia Wu who only pays attention to dancing, this is a novel feeling. She can't sleep, she tosses and turns, and can't help thinking about everything about Yan Ji, his cold expression, his heartfelt smile, and  The silent sadness in her eyes reminded Xia Wu of one thing over and over again: Oh no, I fell in love with him.

    I don't know the age of love, but I only understand roughly what liking is: thinking about him, thinking about him, wanting him to be happy, wanting to help him drive away his sorrows, and wanting to share his sorrows.

    Xia Wu was so determined, from that night onwards, she fell in love with a man.

    In fact, the past 22 years of dancing according to the rules have domesticated Xia Wu on the surface. She is well-behaved and sensible, and her behavior never escapes. From her past 22 years, it is basically foreseeable that she will continue her ballet career in the next 22 years.  After the glory, enter the downward trajectory, or become an elegant dance teacher, or marry an equally excellent man, they met on a certain night, she spun gracefully on the stage, he sat under the stage, his eyes could not leave her, and then  They met backstage and started a beautiful love story.

    But only Xia Wu knows that this kind of established story belongs to others, it will not happen to her, being cute is just an appearance, her heart is still wild, looking forward to infinite possibilities, she thinks, she is Xia Wu, her story will  It is unique, just like the man she fell in love with is also unique.

    At this time, Xia Wu, because she fell in love with Yan Ji, her life finally reached a critical point.

    The heartbeat was like a boundless tide flooding Xia Wu's reason. She got up early and happily wanted to call out someone's name to the new day in the morning.

    In the end, she chose to remain silent, only her pupils reflecting the sunlight were beating with fervent fire, silently burning her reason.

    A girl who studies art has an unrestrained heart. Once she decides her mind, she will have a love like a fire that even God can't extinguish.

    In the next few days, Xia Wu was hesitant about whether to take the initiative to greet Yan Ji, and picked up and put down the phone again and again. Although the enthusiasm in her heart was almost unstoppable, she could only understand that they were not very close friends.  To put it bluntly, they are just strangers who can meet often, but Xia Wu insists that after that hug, at least they have begun to share their lives, and their inner flustered, their relationship can no longer be defined in a general sense.

    So finally, when she was about to go to bed on Wednesday night, she mustered up the courage to send a text message: How are you and Lang Lang?

    In the dark, she waited anxiously. After a long time in a trance, the clock crossed 11 o'clock, and the text message on her mobile phone rang.

    fine thanks.

    Four short and concise words, rusty and polite, did not convey too much but conveyed too much, Xia Wu was faintly disappointed in the boundless darkness, and couldn't help falling into hesitation: It turns out that liking that doesn't get a response is so uncomfortable  .

    But she is far from knowing that everything is just the beginning.

    There was no news from Yan Ji and Lang Lang at all, so I had to wait for the weekend meeting. Before going out on Saturday, Xia Wu's eyes were shining brightly, and there was a fire in her eyes. She took a long selfie in the mirror, drawing her eyebrows and lips  , The ice and snow skin releases a light blush in anticipation, so that the natural blush can be simply described without blush. The girl in the mirror has bright eyes and white teeth, and wants to show her most beautiful side in front of the person she likes.

    But in the afternoon of this day, Yan Ji did not show up, and Lang Lang was accompanied by a middle-aged man. Lang Lang came up and introduced, "It's the uncle driver at home."

    "Why didn't uncle come?" Xia Wu asked the little guy in a natural manner, while carefully looking at Lang Lang's expression.  took him.

    "Uncle is very busy." Lang Lang's voice was limp, his head drooped, and his feet unconsciously drew circles on the ground.

    the?The performance of Xie Yiman, who was originally a popular champion, can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, with comprehensive skills, but a little lack of emotion. The Russian judges even bluntly said: a flawless dance can only be included in the teaching video, but it is difficult to enter the hearts of the audience.

    Xia Wu looked at Xie Yiman who was showing a faint but forced smile on the stage, and while regretting, a sentence flashed in her heart: it turns out that hard work can not be exchanged for everything.

    Where is the genius in Gu Xichu's eyes?

    This night, Xia Wu was still tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. Recently, there were a lot of troubles, such as the future, the relationship with her mother, and love.  Go around to Yan Ji.

    She suddenly realized that at Yan Ji's age, she should have a girlfriend, and suddenly remembered what Lang Lang said inadvertently last time, "Uncle went to see Auntie Xiaoxiao"

    He may have someone in mind.

    This thought startled Xia Wu, probably because she was immersed in the joy of liking someone else, but she just forgot about making him happy and wanting to share her worries with him, so that she forgot that there is a possibility in the world: the man she likes doesn't like herself,  Maybe he doesn't need it from himself because he already has it from someone else.

    Xia Wu sat up suddenly, startled by her guess, completely at a loss under the light, her eyes were empty, and her hands were tightly twisting the quilt.

    She fumbled for the cell phone under the pillow in a daze, dialed out a number, and waited for the phone to be picked up there before asking in a low voice that was unfamiliar even to herself: "Liao He, you cousin has a girlfriend?"  ?"

    Her small voice was amplified in the silent night, and it touched people's hearts, and accidentally leaked what was on her mind.

    There was silence for a long time, there was a whisper, and then I heard Liao He say, "It seems that we just broke up not long ago."

    Xia Wu touched her chest, her eyes were tightly closed, and a big stone fell quietly from her heart.

    In the next second, Hai Luo's slightly gloomy questioning voice came from over there, "Xia Wu, why are you asking this?"

    Xia Wu was silent for a while, then turned her head and stared at the swaying tree shadow outside the window, and said quietly, "Hai Luo, what should I do? I fell in love with him." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.  com
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