122 There was another knock at the door

"It's me, Xiuxiang, it's me, I brought you supper. Yang Lan's voice seemed to float from outer space, obviously a little drunk.

"It's coming. Xiuxiang couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, but Yang Mian reassured her and reassured.

"What's wrong with you, you didn't turn off the lights in the house, didn't you go to bed without a quilt, did you? Besides, why is your face so ugly? It's very red?" Yang Mian said, handing the bag he was carrying to Xiuxiang.

"Nothing. I had a dream. ”

"It's okay, I'll tell you, it's not good to sleep in a different place. Yang Mian still stood at the door and didn't move.

"Uh-huh, did you just come back from outside?"

"I drank a little, but I wasn't drunk. You eat some of these snacks, I'll go first. ”

"Okay, I'll put it there first, and I'll eat some later. ”

"Mmmm, it's okay to eat tomorrow morning. bye。 ”

Suka finally knew that this was not a dream, this was reality, and Minseok had just come to his dream for a while. She put down the dim sum sent by Yang Mian and took a look, it was something like a dumpling, she didn't know what it was, but now she wasn't hungry and didn't want to eat anything, so she breathed a sigh of relief, found the bottled water on the table, and drank half a bottle in one go.

After drinking it, I realized that I really wanted to go to the toilet. After Xiuxiang came out of the bathroom, she turned off the TV and lights, and lay down on the bed again, she really felt tired this time, and after a day of running around and a concert at night, she would definitely be able to sleep well.

Hideka didn't sleep well at all this night, sometimes she dreamed that she had become a little rabbit, jumping on the grass looking for carrots and vegetable leaves, sometimes dreaming that she was traveling alone on the sea in a boat, and sometimes she seemed to have returned to ancient times, playing the zither in the pavilion, and sometimes she seemed to be walking alone on the road, and the road did not know where it led.

In the dream, Minseok didn't reappear.

The early morning phone bell called Xiuxiang up after 9 o'clock in the morning, and it was close to 12 o'clock when I returned to the hotel where I stayed last night, and after I slept for a while, the dishes in the house were not finished the day before yesterday, and the taste was not very good, Xiuxiang opened the window, tied the packaging bag of the dish tightly, threw it into the trash can, opened the dim sum that Yang Mian brought over, ate one, it tasted good, and thought to himself, "It's midnight, where did he buy this snack." Xiuxiang likes to set the habit of setting an alarm clock, and she has set an alarm clock to get up at 9 o'clock every morning in the past few days of travel, and she will continue to use this alarm clock when she does not catch an early flight.

She also likes to wake up naturally and sleep a little longer, but she feels that instead of wasting all her time sleeping, it is better to find what she wants to do quickly and devote her time to her interests.

Yesterday, under the stimulation of Caiyue, she successfully ignited the fighting spirit of practicing dance, and got up early in the morning to stretch and do a morning class, so after eating a dumpling, she did not have the courage to eat the second one, if you eat too much, your stomach will be very uncomfortable. After letting the outside air blow into the room, Xiuxiang felt that the house was completely new. She washed her underwear, hung it by the window, dried it, and then cleaned up the things in the house, folded the quilt, and it took about 15 minutes, and then she drank a little water, and then began to stretch and move, she opened the songs stored in her mobile phone, found a few dynamic melody tunes, and then counted the beats while making movements, and exercised like this for an hour and a half.

By the time she finished the exercise, she was already sweating a lot, but she knew that it was a delightful sweat that had activated the cells in her body. If there is a dancing spirit living in every dancer's body, then the food of this spirit can only be sweat, and if you want to revive this spirit, you can only do it through hard work. The elves in Xiuxiang's body have already awakened, but they lack a stage to show themselves. And this stage is indeed very hard-won, whether the stage she ruthlessly pushed away in her early years is really a glorious road, Xiuxiang doesn't know, but she always feels that Yun Nianxia seems to be very familiar, maybe that person can be herself.

Xiuxiang didn't dare to think about it anymore, this is a very irrational behavior, because the so-called "if", "if", and "what if" are all assumptions of a situation, and this assumption can be as much as you want, so why bother with your past choices.

The past has disappeared, there is no longer this world, even what is called memory is an unreal media that relies on the existence of the human brain, and the only thing that can make me is the present, so yesterday's rain will stay yesterday to moisten your heart, and let today's sunlight shine through your window.

Xiuxiang showed a real smile that she hadn't seen in a long time, and although no one saw it, she knew that the door of the world was open to her again.