There was no sunlight in the most obscure corner of the staircase corridor of the dance studio, Xia Yanlian just sat cross-legged on a dark green curtain, the hook on the window was still crumbling, but she closed her eyes and compared her surroundings to a quiet world.

Xia Xianlian has been ballet since elementary school, and under the beautiful music, she feels that it is a happy thing to be able to dance, and to meet someone she loves, and to be able to love each other is also an equal or greater than happy thing.

Three months ago, Xia Xianlian stared at Cheng Ran who was cooking difficult dishes in the open kitchen, she gestured his back with her hand, all she thought of were some deep lines, she felt a little shy about her thoughts at all, she would only snicker boldly, and turned into a petite smile when Cheng Ran turned around, like a stealing cat.

At the school art festival, Wanton Love was designated to perform Swan Lake, Cheng Ran cooked it himself, the fresh fish soup was delicious, but Xia Ranlian always kept his eyes on his distinct facial features.

"What are you looking at?" Cheng Ran smiled slowly, with a perfect arc.

"I've got a crush on you." Xia Yanlian's light red lips blurted out irrepressibly, and then his eyes were still staring at the straight nose and unfathomable eyes.

It flickered.

At least Xia Yanlian thinks so.

Cheng Ran didn't speak, just smiled and shook his head, filling the empty bowl of wanton love again.

The art festival is in the school's gymnasium, which can accommodate thousands of people, on the empty field, Xia Yanlian did not press her legs like others, her eyes just scanned with all the seats, and secretly wondered in her heart, can he see himself, can he see her most beautiful 45 degrees from that angle? Finally, under the constant struggle of thoughts, she began to curse quietly, hoping that everyone would disappear.

Under the dimming of the lights, Cheng Ran was naturally in an exclusive position, Xia Yanlian looked over from the curtain and smiled, just right, that position was just right.

The show is an excerpt from Swan Lake, in which the prince is attracted to the swan princess, and after breaking through the vicious curse, the prince ends up living happily with the princess in human form.

Xia Xianlian plays the role of a white swan princess, and no one will envy her as if she was born, only Xia Xianlian herself knows that she just wants to show herself in front of a person.

Tchaikovsky's music sounded, the lights projected down, she jumped lightly on her toes, surrounded herself, slowly spinning and jumping, her eyelashes flashed slightly, her red lips were seductive, like a pure white flower waiting to bloom in the dark night, but she was delicate, and in the sound of the heavy piano keys, she began to bloom with life, and her toes passed, she was as bright and holy as a flying princess.

After the end of the art festival party, Cheng Ran went backstage and put his coat on Xia Yanlian's shoulders, Cheng Ran was not as happy and joyful as she imagined, frowning from beginning to end.

"Take off your makeup, it's not for you." He was visibly impatient.

Xia Xianlian didn't understand what was wrong with him or what she had done wrong, he walked extremely fast, and she tried to catch up with the car with great effort.

The silence along the way was the first time, and Xia Yanlian felt that he was struggling with something, as if he was deeply immersed in another world.

"Uncle?" Xia Yan fell in love with Cheng Ran, who had lost his soul, and said a little cautiously.