18. Male defense and female attack

A woman's charm had to be confirmed in a man—and he had not given it—and though he had invited her to dance, and though he had given her a privilege which the women of the whole ballroom had not received, but, nothing more, he treated her indifferently.

His indifferent attitude made him quietly feel inferior: what was the reason for him to turn a blind eye to a fairly beautiful woman like me? Doesn't he care about me? Does he look down on me? Look down on me, why do you invite me to dance alone? Am I so unattractive that he doesn't even want to talk to me more?

This inferiority complex, in turn, aggravated the mystery in her heart, who was he? Will it be so calm as water, otherworldly?

Women are always like this, the more men attack, the more defensive women are; The more defensive men are, the more eager women are to try.

Since when? She is already dissatisfied with the current state of inactivity between two people, she wants to change this state, to break this deadlock, but how to change and how to break it? What exactly is going to change? She didn't know. Anyway, there must be a new breakthrough in the relationship between the two people. Believing that she can do this, she is just looking for a breakthrough.

Now, dancing, looking up at him boldly.

He was so tall that her face could only reach his chest, and his breasts were wide and thick, like a wall in front of her. But it was the "wall" that made her rich associations, and the wall was very solid, what would it be like for a woman to rest her head on this "wall"? It must be comfortable, safe and pleasant. The association made her blush - she hadn't thought about which man's "wall" she was leaning against except Maddie.

Thinking like this wasn't about what she wanted to do, she just thought about it like that. Women are like this, they live in the realm of imagination, they have a lot of imagination, but they don't necessarily do it after imagining it.

"What's your last name?" Finally couldn't help but ask, she used to hate the name of a woman the most when men were dancing time, but now she took the initiative to ask men herself.

"Da, Da reached." He replied.

"This surname is very rare, and I know that there is a Da Shichang."

"That's a movie actor."

"What's your name?"

"Da Weiping."

"Da Weiping?" Repeating his name. "It's an interesting name."

"It's a common name, just like me." He said modestly.

"Haven't you ever asked another woman to dance?"

"The people in the ballroom are very mixed, and I don't know ...... roots"

"Do you know my situation?"

"I don't know."

"Then why did you ask me to dance?"

"I ...... I can't tell. ”

This is prevarication.

"Want to know my name?"

"Yes." Just that one word, I didn't ask again.

Reported his home.

Then he said: "My surname is the surname of the Manchu royal family. ”

Da Weiping said, "It seems that I am dancing with a princess or Gege?"

She smiled.

It was the first humorous thing he'd said so far, but he still didn't smile, the muscles on his face were tense, why hadn't he ever laughed?

I want to say to Da Weiping: "Don't you have the nerve to laugh?"

It's not appropriate to think about it, you can't make such jokes with this kind of person.

He took her and still danced that kind of "lover's step", and for the first time appreciated the beauty of the "lover's step" - you don't have to think about the other person suddenly changing your footwork when you are not paying attention, you don't have to worry about stepping on the other person's foot because you are unresponsive, and you can even feel the existence of the other person's body at all. You just have to follow the rhythm of the music to track the soul of the other person, and in this tracking you will experience another higher level of fun in dancing.

Yes, she felt like a moving soul now, and she didn't understand that it was because the vibrations of the music had separated her body from her soul? Or the misty atmosphere in a ballroom? Or is it because Da Weiping took her to this "lover's step"?

"You seem to be depressed?" It's the first to speak again.

"Melancholy has its own causes for melancholy."

"What is the reason?"

"A Dream ......"

"Dreams? What dreams? Can you tell me about it?"

"I can't tell."

Again, I can't tell. I remembered the dream of color before I woke up this morning...... I didn't solve it myself at the time. Yes, how many such unsolvable dreams are there in people's lives.

Women sympathize with melancholy men.

began to sympathize with this melancholy Da Weiping.

"Da Weiping, which unit do you work in?"

"I'm an individual."

"What for?" Asked again.

"Do a little bit of business."

"Specifically......"

"I own a small watch shop. Sell with repair. ”

"How's the benefit?"

"Yes."

"Can I go to your shop?"

"Yes."

Although I agreed, my tone seemed to be reluctant.

However, there was still a kind of secret joy in her heart, because after all, this was the first step for her to enter the mysterious world of Da Weiping.

Da Weiping walked around the center of the ballroom, and the old dancers basically walked around the center of the ballroom, and only the dancers who didn't come often walked around the ballroom. When the Venerable Master's rush hour came, the number of people in the ballroom began to increase. The dance hall is like the ebb and flow of the sea, it is secretly high and low, and when you find that the tide rises and falls, it is already surrounded by water or abandoned by water.

"Have you been to the ballroom at night?" She asked.

"Once." He said.

"What's the night like?"

"It's not the same as in the morning."

"What's different?"

"It's all one-on-one, lovers ......"

"What's the difference?"

"The lights are too dim and there are almost no ...... lights"

"Ah, how do you dance?"

"It's not dancing at all, just hugging each other one-on-one......" said Da Weiping himself, as if he would pollute something if he continued to talk.

And he laughed again in his heart.

"You're dancing at night, too?" She asked.

"No, just take a look and leave."

"Why don't you jump?"

"No dance partners."

"You can always have one in the ballroom!"

"As I said, I don't just ask people to dance. Except for you......"

"If I come at night, will you come?" What does that mean? I can't even figure it out myself, so it seems like a definite challenge? Or like an invitation in disguise?

"Do you dare?" He asked rhetorically, a little unconvinced, and a little agitated.

"Why don't you dare?"

As he spoke, his face became feverish.

He looked down at her.

It was the first time he had seen her up close, and he didn't shy away from it, and he looked up at him. She saw that his eyes were actually very bright and simple, and there was a kind of surprise in the simplicity. Was it amazed at her courage? Still don't believe she really dares to come out at night to try?

"Okay, I'll ask you." Da Weiping invited very solemnly, as if the American president was declaring war on Germany.

"I'm still waiting for you in the back row at 7 o'clock tonight."

Nodding.

"Let's try ......"

What to try? Try what it's like to dance the night away? Or is it something else?

At that moment, there was a sense of happiness, as if I was dizzy by happiness. Because she realized that the fact that she danced with him in the evening was in itself a breakthrough in her prosaic relationship with him. Oh, so here is the breakthrough she was looking for.

At the same time, it's strange, why didn't Da Weiping ask her if she had a husband? If you come out and dance at night, will your husband agree? Can you get out of the house?

Da Weiping gave the impression that he didn't seem to care about everything in her family, whether she had a husband or her husband's attitude towards her, and he didn't even ask about her family's situation. Why is he like this? Is it not concerned about her family situation? Or is there some other reason?

After the end, I invited Da Weiping to eat a big bowl of porridge at the stall, as well as salted duck eggs and small pickles. After eating, Da Weiping wanted to settle the account and said I will invite you, and you will invite me again in the future.

He didn't fight her anymore.

Then he took her to his watch shop.

Da Weiping's watch shop is located in a small street that is not too bustling, the store is not big, and the façade has been renovated, which is made of white gorgeous boards, which are not too high-end but not tacky. The sign at the door is not big, wooden, made into a big "FIYTA" watch model, engraved with Dashi clock.

It is indeed a small clock shop, and when you enter the door, there is a store of about ten square meters, and two aluminum alloy counters. One counter is selling new clocks, some mechanical clocks and quartz clocks are hung on the wall behind the counter, and some mechanical watches and quartz watches are placed on the counter; The other counter is for repairing clocks, and there are some old mechanical clocks and quartz clocks that have been repaired hanging on the wall behind the counter, and there are also some mechanical watches and quartz watches that are being repaired in the counter. Both female clerks are young, in their mid-20s, one sells watches and the other repairs them. Seeing that Da Weiping brought the customers, they all stood up politely and saluted.

"This is my friend." Da Weiping introduced to the two girls.

"What's your name?" Ask the female clerk who sells the watch.

"Shui Ping."

Shui Ping is a fat girl, with a short hair like a young man, revealing a white neck.

"What's your name?" Then he asked the clerk who was repairing the watch.

"Heavenly Heart."

Tianxin is a tall girl with shoulder-length hair and two charming dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles.

Both girls have beautiful names.