She shook her head. Shu Ma is leprosy

The warm pearls were chilling, and they touched her skin like ice...... She touched her forehead. His forehead was hot.

Light music, small dance steps, and joyful laughter...... Little by little, as if they were coming around her, she spun slowly, moving by her footsteps, allowing herself to see as much as possible in the hall to make sure that these were hallucinations.

But here, right here, it's clearly where she danced for the first time.

She stopped.

Heartbeat, ear heat.

Her cold hands hurriedly gripped her hot cheeks, trying to calm herself down - how could she be at this time, in this place, wanting to dance?!

Footsteps sounded behind him, steady and heavy.

Each time, it seemed to coincide with the beat of her heartbeat, so she heard her own heartbeat too.

She couldn't tell where the footsteps came from, but she saw that the lights in the hall were gradually dimming. It seemed that with every footprint he took, he shattered a ball of light.

She turned slowly—a tall, tall figure moving toward her in the deep, dimly lit corridor.

"Tao Xiang." She couldn't help but pronounce these two words.

I haven't read it for years, but these two words have not rusted.

Just like him, he hasn't seen him for many years, and goodbye, he is getting more and more heroic.

Her eyes were fixed on him, and her snow-white shirt stopped three feet in front of her...... The snow-white shirt, the buttons on the shirt, were sewn clumsy and crooked...... She tried to raise her hand to cover her eyes, but she didn't move.

Slowly moving his gaze upward...... His loose neckline, fair skin, hard Adam's apple, and square chin...... The ...... of the blue void Lip...... Tighten it, and there are fine lines on the lips...... Nose, straight nose...... His short hair, which looked very shiny under the lamp, was stiff and dense like steel needles.

More gray hair...... He is less white-headed. From the first time she looked closely at his hair, there were sporadic starlight, as if twinkling in the dark night.

"Look me in the eye and talk to me." Tao Xiang spoke.

She looked him in the eye.

Under the two sword eyebrows, there is a pair of extremely beautiful eyes. Not big, not small. Hitomi is dark brown, but when contemplative or angry, it takes on a terrible inky black. And at this moment he squinted slightly, she couldn't see his emotions. But she knew he was looking at her intently, with his brown eyes.

"You...... And they sent someone to kidnap me? She asked.

Her body seemed to be frozen. Luckily, the voice didn't.

She can still speak. In the moment against him.

Tao Xiang turned around.

She could clearly see the corners of his mouth sinking slightly. I don't know if it was a smile or something, but at this moment there was an expression on his calm face, and he didn't want her to see it. He pulled out his cigarette, lit it with a stroke of a match, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose above his head...... She coughed uncontrollably. Two more times.

She inhaled deeply, stopping herself from coughing.

He turned his head, looked at her, and asked, "Otherwise, when are you going to see me?" ”