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Chapter 1099: Dancing Together

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    Memories are really a big obstacle for people to move forward.

    Especially people like Mu An'an and Zong Zhengyu.

    For Mu An'an, Seventh Master has a deep influence. Even if she wants to move forward, just a single picture or a word can instantly bring Mu An'an back to the past.

    ? How sweet the memory was at the beginning, but now it hurts when I think about it.

    However, Mu An'an is still a more rational person.

    She knows very well that because she was too tightly entangled with Zong Zhengyu in the past, Zong Zhengyu will always be in her past growth.

    She also knows very well that even if she still loves and is still in love now, the hurdle of being a substitute is something that Mu An'an has been unable to overcome so far.

    Mu An'an lowered his eyes, restrained his emotions, and said flatly, "Go in."

    She tried her best to walk Zongzheng Yuchao Sanatorium without distraction.

    Qi Ye followed beside him and didn't say much.

    Gently grasping Mu An'an's hand, she lowered her eyes and looked at her quietly.

    Compared with talking a lot, he enjoyed watching her quietly like this.

    It will make his heart very quiet.

    The people who were in the nursing home where they met were very happy to see Mu An'an and Qiye coming.

    The dean stepped forward directly, "An'an, Mr. Qi, you are here."

    Mu Anan nodded.

    The dean pointed to Uncle Liang who was sitting in a wheelchair outside the crowd, "Go over and have a look, I have been waiting for you all the time, and I have a lot to tell you."

    Speaking of Uncle Liang, the Dean's tone could not help but be a little sad.

    Like the people in this sanatorium, who have received all kinds of mental and physical stimulation, they are all people living in a fierce prison.

    Sometimes leaving is not such a bad thing.

    Uncle Liang is sitting in a wheelchair. He is not yet 60 years old, but his hair is already gray and his face is covered with cruel marks left by the years.

    His eyes were cloudy, and he was paralyzed in a wheelchair.

    The face is as dead ashes.

    The excitement around him did not arouse Uncle Liang's energy.

    Weary.

    Mu Anan felt uncomfortable looking at it. She subconsciously wanted to let go of Zong Zhengyu and walked towards Uncle Liang, but Zong Zhengyu held her hand again.

    Mu Anan looked up at Zong Zhengyu incomprehensibly.

    Qi Ye didn't respond, but pulled Mu An'an towards Uncle Liang, until when Uncle Liang's eyes turned to the two of them, the corner of Zongzheng Yu's mouth curled up slightly.

    Uncle Liang's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "An, An'an, little lover, little lover"

    He muttered, pointing at Master Qi holding Mu Anan's hand with trembling fingers, "Okay, okay, okay."

    The person who was just sick and completely lifeless, was a little excited when he saw the two holding hands.

    Zong Zhengyu pulled Mu An'an and squatted in front of Uncle Liang.

    Uncle Liang looked very excited at the two of them. He took their hands and held them tightly, "You guys, we should be together well, together, don't regret it."

    After hearing these words, Mu Anan finally realized.

    Uncle Liang watched his wife and daughter die.

    She had heard Uncle Liang say that before, Uncle Liang had a quarrel with his wife. The reason was very detailed. It seemed that he bought soy sauce as vinegar.  Still dissatisfied with being talked about, the two bickered, quarreled, and had a cold war for several days.

    But after all, in his whole life, he never waited for the time to reconcile with his wife.

    Full of regret.

    "You guys have to be good, be good."

    Although Uncle Liang held Mu An'an and Zong Zhengyu's hands, he kept saying this.

    You have to be good and don't regret it.

    "Uncle Liang, we will." Zong Zhengyu said, looking back at Mu An'an.

    Mu An'an was a little distracted, and didn't want to deceive Uncle Liang, but just said, "Uncle Liang, let's go forward, the sun is good over there."

    Having said that, Mu Anan took his hand out of Zong Zhengyu's, and pushed Uncle Liang's wheelchair to a place where the sun was stronger.

    She didn't want to lie.

    She and Zong Zhengyu will not get along well, regret is inevitable.

    Sorry

    Mu An'an will also have regrets in her heart, regretting that the person she loves so much will be confused in the last love, unable to tell the truth from the fake.

    Even if she loves a man wholeheartedly, that man doesn't love her anymore, or he never loved her.??, even Mu An'an was not so regretful and wronged.

    "The weather is so nice, let's dance, the waltz we learned before."

    I don't know who shouted in the crowd.

    Immediately, the tune of the waltz was played directly on the stereo.

    In the nursing home, many people began to form two or two teams and began to dance.

    In fact, nursing homes can't cure these ptsds, all they can do is to accompany them through the difficult days, so there are often singing and dancing parties.

    It is not the first time that a waltz has been proposed on a whim like this.

    The red carpet is all around. When someone shouted, the red carpet was laid down, and they all took off their shoes and stepped on the red carpet.

    The dancing posture is casual and more of a relaxed state.

    At the same time, Mu Anan felt his thigh being pushed down.

    Turning around, I saw Uncle Liang pointing to the seat on the red carpet, "Go, you guys go."

    "Uncle Liang, I"

    Just as Mu An'an was trying to find a legitimate reason to refuse, Zong Zhengyu on the side took a step forward, put his left hand to reach out, turned his right wrist in a circle, and then stretched out towards Mu An'an.

    A completely gentlemanly invitation.

    At that moment, Mu Anan thought of the insecurity and unhappiness she felt when she arrived in the capital, Zong Zhengyu took her to a place.

    Before the hot air balloon, he also invited her for a gentleman's ceremony.

    Give her a small hairpin 'filled' with Mizono.

    Tell her that the world is hers, and so is Miyazono.

    So much so that for a moment, Mu An'an was in a daze. Was it Mu An'an herself or Gu Xi's substitute who was treated so carefully by Zong Zhengyu?

    Is there a few moments where all his care and care are for Mu Anan

    Just give Mu An'an the kind.

    Mu Anan placed his hand in Zong Zhengyu's palm, and then took off his shoes.

    The whole person was led by Zong Zhengyu to the middle of the red carpet.

    Mu An'an closed his eyes, and didn't want to think about anything at this time, but just took Zong Zhengyu's hand and cooperated to complete a beautiful waltz.

    And just when Mu An'an threw himself into the dance without emotion, many people around him had silently retreated.

    As soon as Mu An'an opened his eyes, he saw that the sun was still shining, but now it was overcast and the sky was raining lightly.

    Uncle Liang and the others went to the small pavilion.

    They looked at the people dancing together in the drizzle, and the tacit understanding and emotion between the two were vividly displayed in this dance.

    It is a pair of people who are envious of others, and who are on the opposite side.

    At this time, reason told Mu An'an that he should stop, but his body was still lingering in this enlightenment.

    Her waltz was taught by Zongzheng.

    This is an elegant and unrestrained dance, contradictory ontology.

    Just finish the dance

    Mu Anan thought to himself.

    However, at the last finishing touch, Mu An'an was pulled by Zong Zhengyu in a circle in his arms, and when he was about to jump out, when Zong Zhengyu lowered his head, his lips brushed against Mu An'an's cheek

    For that second, Mu An'an felt his whole heart tremble.

    Zong Zhengyu focused on dancing.

    In the end, Mu An'an lowered his waist, and Zongzheng Yu handrailed, clasping Mu An'an's waist with one hand.

    Mu Anan held Zong Zhengyu's arm, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet Zong Zhengyu's eyes

    "Little girl, there is something that you have to remember." Zong Zhengyu said in a low voice, his voice was deep and magnetic.

    Eyebrows full of affection

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