After a long while, Xia Wu lowered her head, her expression seemed to have been lonely for many years, "Sister, I can't afford to lose anymore."
"A coward will say that he can't afford to lose until he dies, and he will be just a coward until he dies." Xia Sang pointed out the facts coldly behind her, "I have been a coward for three years. Are you still not tired of such a role?"
Xia Sang went out, but she didn't hear Xia Wu's whispering voice floating out.
"Yes, I'm bored."
"I hate who I am now."
The two weeks of registration passed quickly, and on the last day of registration, the much-anticipated Zhongxia Dance still did not move, everyone was a little disappointed, even Hai Luo called from overseas, "Give it a try, don't you really want to dance? It doesn¡¯t necessarily hurt, you¡¯ve had it for so long, it¡¯s not that bad.¡±
So people can't figure her out, only Xia Wu knows, because she likes dancing so much and cares too much, so she can't take that step, because she doesn't know what is waiting for her after giving everything, so she hesitates even more. In a sense, she is really a coward.
In the past three years, she has realized that even if she is Xia Wu, she can't change too many things. She is nothing if she can't dance. I don't have the courage to climb back to the top step by step.
The fearlessness of her youth was the most precious wealth, but unfortunately she has squandered it.
On the night of the registration deadline, Xia Wu was still lost for a long time for no reason. Perhaps, as the poster said, there is only one chance in this life, but she gave up. There is another self in her heart, and she will never forgive herself.
? At first, I thought the dust had already settled, but I didn¡¯t expect that on the second day of the registration deadline, the TV station leader suddenly issued a message to extend the registration time for two days. Everyone couldn¡¯t guess the meaning of the above, but just complied.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Xia Wu was about to get off work when her cell phone rang. She saw that it was Yan Ji's number. They hadn't seen each other for two weeks, so she picked it up with some hesitation.
"Are you leaving get off work soon?" His voice on the other end was a little tired.
"Well. I'm getting ready to go."
"So, are you free tonight?"
"Huh?Well, it's okay, what's the matter?"
"Okay, Lang Lang and I are downstairs, let's eat old soup beef noodles together at night. Do you still remember the taste?"
"To be honest, I almost forgot. But didn't you say that the store has been demolished? Lao Tang also retired?"
"The place was changed, and his son took over, but it was a little different."
"What's different?"
"From the original limit of 100 bowls to the current limit of 200 bowls, there is no need to rush. Come down, Lang Lang has been hungry for half an hour."
Xia Wu hung up the phone with a smile. Although she didn't know what kind of relationship between herself and Yan Ji, neither a lover nor a friend, there was always a warm feeling in her heart.
The old soup noodle restaurant moved to a small alley, not far from the old store, the store is still small, and there are still many diners, but the old soup in the kitchen has been replaced by the small soup, speechless to describe the changes over the years.
Fortunately, it still has the mellow taste, just like people, time can change people's appearance, but they can't take away the most essential things.
Xia Wu sipped the soup carelessly, thinking, although time is a bad thing, but fortunately Lang Lang will not let the bad things instigate him, he still likes her as he did three years ago, and loves listening to her stories.
She looked at Yan Ji and Lang Lang in front of her, seeing him wiping Lang Lang's mouth full of oil like a loving father, the love in his eyes naturally revealed, that was the reason she fell in love with him in the first place.
After three years, she still thanked God for allowing her to sit at the same table with them and feel the warmth.
Xia Wu has to admit that if her memory is completely erased, she will still fall in love with Yan Ji again like the heroine in "Fifty First Dates" without hesitation.
After eating and walking out, the night wind blows in the twilight, and my mood is like a reed in the wind, fluttering.
Lang Lang walked in the middle, holding Yan Ji in one hand, and Xia Wu in the other, his chin was raised high, and his fat face was filled with a happy smile that only belonged to a child, but in Xia Wu's eyes, this smile only felt sad.
I wanted to give him all the love and all the smiles, but I couldn't do anything, so I could only hold Xiaopang tightly.
Like a little sparrow, Lang Lang told Xia Wu what happened in school. Xia Wu listened carefully and asked questions patiently. Yan Ji occasionally interjected, with a slight smile on his lips.
Three years have passedlight
Close your eyes and smell a fragrance
It's like a good night's sleep until dawn
I can hum a song while walking
with brisk steps
Always feel the weight of loneliness when depressed
Many people who are eager to understand lend a shoulder to some warmth
I am very glad that our tacit understanding has been so long along the way
Through the wind and around the bend, still connected
as usual
The original dream is held tightly in the hand
The place I most want to go
How can I return halfway
The original dream will definitely come true
Realized the true desire
Only then can it be counted as having passed through heaven
Xia Wu listened to the song with her eyes closed, thinking of that person's warm eyes, two lines of tears flowed down quietly, she smiled and wiped away the tears, why is she so stupid, he has always been a taciturn man, how could he Tell her what she wants to hear. But this is enough, it is enough, just like the sunset never speaks, but it is warm enough for the sunset.
She knew what he was going to say, she understood, Xia Wu laughed out loud after crying, and said to herself with some happiness, "Fool, you really have a long mouth to pretend to be cool." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com