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    Give Meng Zhengzheng a dance partner?  Naturally, Shen Duqing would not agree.

    Meng Zheng snorted twice, pretending to be angry and accused: "I was originally an innocent man from a good family, but you ruined my reputation abruptly, so that I missed the opportunity to learn ballroom dancing. You said, your  Are the crimes too numerous to describe? So you should take the initiative to be my dance partner so that you can get my forgiveness, do you understand?"

    Shen Duqing almost choked on his own saliva and said hurriedly: "You have too many scenes."

    Seeing that the accusation was of no use, Meng Zheng rolled his eyes and immediately changed his face to a pitiful expression. He raised his orchid finger and said, "I serve you diligently every day. Even if you want to drink water, I will help you twist it first."  Open the cap of the mineral water. Now that my family is in trouble and I can¡¯t find a partner to learn to dance for a while, you are not willing to help me? "

    Shen Duqing instantly got goosebumps all over his body and said stumblingly: "You, please be normal!"

    Meng Zheng put down his orchid finger angrily and said in a normal voice: "I really can't find a dance partner. What's wrong with you giving me my current dance partner? We have been good brothers for so many years, please help me." As he said, he  Then he whispered softly: "You ruined my reputation without being responsible. Is this how you set an example for Feizhuo?"

    "That's okay." Shen Duqing said helplessly.  He thought that he would never be able to reject Meng Zheng, not because he liked Meng Zheng too much, but because Meng Zheng was too rogue. If Meng Zheng continued to talk, neither brother would be able to do anything.

    Shen Duqing stood up, walked to the center of the living room, waved to Meng Zheng and said, "Come here, I'll teach you."

    "Hey, start now?" Meng Zheng looked at Shen Duqing in surprise, "Can you dance ballroom dancing?" He thought Shen Duqing couldn't dance like him, and wanted to take Shen Duqing to the activity room of their organization department.  Skip class.

    "I don't know much. I only know three." Shen Duqing seemed to be lost in memories.

    Shen Duqing¡¯s parents, Ms. Xu and Mr. Shen, in the words of the elders, have a somewhat petty bourgeois sentiment.  When they got married, Valentine's Day was not yet popular in China, but they would leave their children to their parents on Valentine's Day. Then Ms. Xu would put on a long dress, Mr. Shen would put on a suit, and go to an old Western restaurant in the city.  Have a candlelight dinner.  There are also birthdays, wedding anniversaries, love anniversaries, etc. Mr. Shen will never forget to prepare small surprises for Ms. Xu. Sometimes it is a bouquet of roses, sometimes it is an original love letter.

    They have a vinyl record player at home.  Mr. Shen is a music lover and has collected many genuine records, both domestic and foreign.  Sometimes, maybe it was just a very ordinary day, no different from countless ordinary days in the past. After dinner, Mr. Shen suddenly played his favorite music. He smiled and made an invitation to dance to Ms. Xu.  Then the couple walked slowly in circles in the living room.

    Sometimes they just dance without saying anything, only the tacit understanding flowing in their eyes.  Sometimes they dance while talking about trivial matters at home, and their romance is tainted with the fireworks of the world, which is contradictory yet so harmonious.

    Shen Duqing saw his parents dancing more than once.  He cheered to join in the fun.  But he couldn't dance, so Ms. Xu pulled him to simply swing his body and then spin in circles.  Mr. Shen is very good at dancing. He has the patience to teach his wife to dance, but he has no patience to teach his children. He picked up his son and took him to the bedroom. He said, "The TV you like to watch is about to start. Watch TV obediently. Let's  Can your dad and your mom be alone for a while?"

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    The vinyl record player and records were put away, but the sight of his parents dancing in the living room remained fresh in Shen Duqing's mind.  Dad found mom, mom found dad.  Shen Duqing later learned Slow Three from online videos, thinking that he would never find someone he wanted to dance with like his father found his mother.  But now he stood in front of Meng Zheng, took a good posture, and said, "Come, I'll teach you."

    Meng Zheng stood up with interest.

    Two boys, both with long arms and long legs, stood facing each other in the living room.

    In such an old-fashioned house, the living room is not spacious to begin with, and the ceiling seems to be very low.  The two of them stood as straight as poplar trees, and there was an indescribable sense of oppression in the small space.

    Shen Duqing stretched out his left hand and said to Meng Zheng seriously: "Come on, give me your right hand."

    Meng Zheng obediently handed over his right hand.

    Shen Duqing grabbed it.  Meng Zheng's palms were a little dry, and their palms were about the same temperature, but Shen Duqing had the illusion of being burned.  He felt an electric current rush from Meng Zheng's hand to his body.

    In fact, they had already had many intimate actions before this.  for a long, long timep; "But"

    "There is no but!" the brothers said in unison, "Go back and make a phone call."

    Meng Zheng waved to his brother, indicating that he could go back.  Shen Duqing stepped forward and took his brother into the bedroom.  Shen Feizhuo wanted to say something more, but he was already pushed into the bedroom.  My brother closed the door outside.

    When Shen Du was a child, he wrote a diary vigorously. Because he could not write many words, there were many Chinese Pinyin mixed in a short sentence.  He said: Mom and Dad are so stingy. They danced in the living room behind my back again.

    But now, Shen Feizhuo stayed in the bedroom, complaining to his old classmates on the phone: "My brother and the others were dancing in the living room. Ha, they were afraid that I would peek, so they teamed up to drive me away. So stingy,  You have to carry me on your back when you dance, but luckily I used to dance for them a lot What's there to be embarrassed about"

    At that moment, time seemed to overlap.  The faded old photos were dyed with bright colors again, the withered old trees slowly sprouted new buds, and the warm sunshine from that year finally shone on Shen Feizhuo.

    This is just a small thing in life, but love is naturally passed on in these trivial things.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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