Outside the room, there was no starlight in the dark sky, the wind swept the branches, making a crackling sound, and the black shadow was reflected on the window, like a monster that chose to devour people, wanting to break through the window and swallow Jing Xi who was huddled on the bed into his belly. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jing Xi hugged herself, shrunk into a ball, her eyes were empty, there was not a single tear, she didn't know if she was alive or dead now.

Alive, she didn't feel the slightest heat in her heart.

Dead, she could hear her own breathing in the silence of the room.

My mind was empty, and I seemed to be stuffed to the brim, and I didn't know what it was.

Zhang Zizhe leaned against the door, motionless until the morning light appeared on the edge of the sky.

As soon as Jing Xi opened the door, he saw Zhang Zizhe leaning against the door.

"I'm going to see him!" Jing Xi just said a word, there were no superfluous words.

Zhang Zizhe knew who Jing Xi was talking about, and he responded without hesitation.

It is not an easy task to go to see Benjamin, first of all, to ask for the consent of Benjamin's parents.

White-haired people send black-haired people, and there is nothing more tragic than this.

The duchess and duchess bit to death the disagreeing, a good son, just in the prime of life, but died, Jing Xi became the one who brought bad luck to Benjamin in their eyes.

Jing Xi's identity is still very sensitive, and it is not possible to go abroad.

Zhang Zizhe didn't say a word about these difficulties, he worked up and down for two days, and accompanied Jing Xi to the plane flying London.

At the solemn funeral, the priest's merciful prayer, Jing Xi saw Benjamin sleeping in a black coffin.

The trembling hand touched Benjamin's cold cheek, and Jing Xi's heart was breathless.

Those gentle eyes would no longer look at her with affection, and the cold hands could no longer give her a warm and reassuring feeling, and she could no longer hear him whispering his name.

Tears fell on Benjamin's face, Jing Xi called Benjamin's name obsessively, and the hot tears dropped on Benjamin's face turned cold in a blink of an eye.

The loess gradually covered the coffin, and Jing Xi was also engulfed in the darkness of despair.

After being in a coma on the hospital bed for three days and three nights, Jing Xi walked out of the hospital with a stamper of letterhead, and she spent days and nights writing on the desk.

These letterheads were given to Zhang Zizhe by the duke and asked him to pass them on to Jing Xi.

It was a script written by Benjamin during the time of Jing Xi's disappearance, and the beginning had been written, but he wrote a sentence on the last page, "I really want to dance Liang Zhu with her again and be her eternal Liang Shanbo." ”

Life is different, sleep and die in the same hole!

Benjamin, is your idea right?

Jing Xi stroked the familiar handwriting on the paper, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

A ballet theatre in London was packed.

This theatre is just a very ordinary opera house in London, not very famous.

The red velvet curtain hung low, and Jing Xi delicately traced her eyebrows against the bright makeup mirror.

"Jing Xi, it's better for you to think about it, and when your body is well, it's not too late to dance ballet." Zhang Zizhe looked at her worriedly, trying to convince her again.

Zhang Zizhe has said this no less than hundreds of times in the past week, Jing Xi's body has decayed to an alarming level, almost every organ is covered with scars, like cracked porcelain, it doesn't take much strength, it will instantly shatter into slag.

The doctor couldn't figure out how Jing Xi's illness came about.

Zhang Zizhe was grief-stricken, and he was even more worried that Jing Xi would aggravate her condition if she found out, so that everyone would hide it from her.

But how can this kind of thing be hidden, Jing Xi knows the changes in her body best, she has figured out the reason, it should be the secret wound left when she fought with the spatial intelligence brain, it was not obvious at the time, she thought everything was fine.

"Zizhe, if you were replaced, would you like to do nothing like this, lie on the hospital bed, and wait for the end of your life?" Jing Xi asked rhetorically.

Would you like to?

Zhang Zizhe asked secretly.

Of course he didn't want to, he would rather die on the stage than fall in a place where the spotlight can't shine and die in obscurity.

His pride does not allow it, and Jing Xi's pride does not allow it either.

"You have to promise me that if you feel uncomfortable, you will stop the show immediately." Zhang Zizhe couldn't persuade her not to perform, so he could only tell her uneasily.

Jing Xi looked at the girl in the mirror, her pale cheeks were dyed with a thin layer of pink halo by rouge, like peach blossoms blooming on the branches in early spring, and her sparkling eyes were like crystal dewdrops on the peach petals, which was lovely.

She smiled lightly, and the girl in the mirror curled her lips slightly.

"Benjamin, I'm coming!"

The audience didn't know Liang Zhu's story, from the beginning, they thought that the male protagonist had never appeared, but in the back, they found that Jing Xi's eyes looked at her side affectionately like water, her hands, her body, so incredibly bent and jumping, it seemed that there was always a dance partner by her side to accompany her and support her.

On a snowy day, you are gentle and elegant in front of me.

Under the golden sunset, you walked home with an ankle injury on your back.

Ten years later, that romantic dance in the rain tugged at my heartstrings.

The sad parting at the airport, thinking that he was a passerby from now on, did not want to be on campus, and heard your sincere confession.

Meet, know, promise!

Step by step, just like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, the two hearts are happy.

All the sweetness, but encountered a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the people who love each other are separated by yin and yang, and the Huangquan Road is broken.

The audience was in tears and couldn't cry.

Olivia's eyes were red and she whispered, "Jing Xi, no matter how pitiful you are, I won't forgive you." ”

"Husband, I can't stand it anymore." The Duchess threw herself into the Duke's arms and pleaded in a nasal voice.

The duke's eyes were slightly red, and he hugged his wife in his arms hard, looking at Jing Xi on the stage from a distance, his lips pursed tightly.

They received tickets for Jing Xi's performance, and they didn't plan to come, but Olivia invited them to come, saying that they would come and see, maybe they could see a glimmer of Benjamin's wish.

Poor kid!

The duke saw Jing Xi standing in front of Liang Shanbo's tomb, sketching Liang Shanbo's name with his fingers over and over again, and he could see the tears of joy and sorrow in Jing Xi's eyes.

Even if the world had already hardened the duke's heart, his heart couldn't help but throb at this moment.

The Duke had already agreed with his wife's words in his heart, and he really couldn't read it any longer.

Benjamin, you must be very cold and lonely when you go alone, right?

How would you dance ballet without me?

You won't find a dance partner like me there.

Jing Xi knelt in front of the tombstone, and her eyes looked through the tombstone, as if she saw Benjamin's gentle smiling face.

I'm not going to give you away! No matter where you are, you can't leave me behind, Jing Xi smiled and muttered to himself silently into the void.

A high jump, across the Nai Ho Bridge, through time and space.

The people who are in love finally turn into colorful butterflies, holding hands, and fly in a world where no one disturbs...... (To be continued.) )