097 isn't dreaming
"Mrs. Gu, pinch me! Am I really not dreaming? ”
Mrs. Wells's fingers were hard in my palm, and I was in pain from the long nails that belonged to the Bloodline, but at the moment, we were not in the mood to care about that, but kept the same stunned shape, staring at the man in front of me.
"I wish you were dreaming, but it doesn't seem to be!" I whispered.
"Sweetheart, what are you talking about? Why ignore me? The man's brows furrowed together and he glared at me in displeasure.
There was a hint of warning in his cold gaze.
"You're... Su Han? ”
I got up and gave up my seat so that the two of us could face each other.
The man looked at Mrs. Wells with great affection, and the tenderness in his eyes was almost dripping.
"Naturally, my sweetheart, what's wrong with you? I've been busy with school for the past two days and haven't come home. It's all my fault, forgive me, okay? ”
"Oh, what about Troy? I also have a show today, and I will be even more honored if she comes! ”
"Su Han" said, looking around, suddenly drooping his eyelids in great disappointment, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his obsidian-like eyes were dark and inexplicable.
"You... You... You..."
Mrs. Wells finally let go of my hand and held out her hand to Su Han in a trembling voice.
In addition to the shock, there was also a hint of horror in his eyes, which I captured.
Suddenly I couldn't understand the relationship between these two people.
"Mr. Su, there are some things in the background that you need to deal with. THE OTHER TEACHERS ON DUTY ARE ALREADY A LITTLE UNBEARABLE! ”
Suddenly, a blonde girl ran in the distance, with a few freckles on her white and tender face, which was very cute.
"Oh, okay." Su Han turned his head and glanced at him quietly, then turned around and continued to look at us: "I'm really sorry sweetheart, we are going to be separated for a while again." I'll have to get some work done first, and we'll see you later! ”
"Well... There you go! Mrs. Wells nodded stiffly, and watched the man leave.
His pale face turned red with excitement, and his dark green eyes shone with a charming light.
"Mrs. Gu..."
After a long time, she regained her composure, but her legs still twitched.
I gently patted the back of her hand to pass a wave of yin power.
The woman pursed her lips, and the two tooth marks on her lower lip were very obvious.
"Thank you..."
"You're welcome, what do you think?" We sat in the VIP seats with self-serving coffee on the table.
Mrs. Wells drank three bottles in a row before the last trace of doubt in her eyes faded.
"I don't know, but isn't it good to bother rashly now? Why don't we wait and see? You must have come to see your child's performance. ”
My eyes sparkled with hope, and I was enveloped in a gaze of supplication.
I nodded, and accompanied her to gossip with her.
"To be honest, I still think this is fake. This is also too coincidental. ”
"Yes, although it sounds good. I'm a little moved. ”
"But... I can be sure that he is not really Su Han. Because Su Han would never call me dear. ”
"Huh?" I can't understand it, aren't these babies and darlings both a term of endearment?
As far back as I can remember, it seems like I've never been called.
Whether it was Qin Luo or Su Han, thinking about it, he suddenly felt quite pitiful.
"Forget it, didn't he say there was a show? Let's just watch! ”
In spite of Mrs. Wells's best efforts to cover it up, the hand that had been holding me had not let go.
While she wasn't paying attention, I quietly used my spiritual power to heal the wound and left it behind. It's just a shallow trace.
"Mother, Mrs. Wells."
A male voice like a heavenly voice suddenly sounded.
In this noisy auditorium, it is exceptionally clear.
I followed the sound and saw two figures, one black and one white, walking side by side towards us.
"Ling'er, Xiaoxue!"
I whispered their names, and the worries in my heart disappeared in an instant.
"Xiaoxue, don't you want to dance? How did I wear Hanfu. “
I raised my hand to touch the child's head as before, but I was dodged by Xiaoxue, and stopped my hand in the air in embarrassment.
"Xiaoxue!"
The young man's tone became fierce in vain, and a ghostly light flickered in his black eyes.
Xiao Xue's eyes were stunned for half a second, then her face turned red and she immediately explained.
"Mother, I'm not..."
"Xiaoxue is afraid that her hair is messed up, Ling'er, why are you so fierce!"
is slightly bitter in my heart, is it a woman who is not left?
I took the initiative to explain, taking my hand back.
Ling'er's iceberg aura also melted in an instant, delicate as the wind, and her eyelids were slightly picked: "Okay, mother, you sit down first, this is the food prepared by Ling'er." There will be fireworks and a party after the party, do you want to come along? ”
"I won't go to the party, my mothers are all middle-aged women!" I whispered, deliberately ignoring the look of hope in his eyes.
Ling'er answered, and his hands continued to be busy, and in a short time, Wells and I were filled with all kinds of small snacks in front of us, and the tempting aroma unceremoniously occupied the entire venue.
Although I am ready to be watched, I will be watched by a bunch of people, and I really feel hot-skinned, after all, I am old...
"Mother, Xiaoxue and I will go over first. There's something going on in the background that we'll have to check. I won't go to the party in the evening, but I'll escort Xiaoxue over. Ling'er set the plate and instructed me a few more words.
Although Xiaoxue didn't speak, the light in her eyes was a lot dimmer.
I don't know if it's my delusion, but I always feel that my daughter is hostile to me.
But when I looked closely, what I saw was that faint smile.
As in the past, icebergs are unbelievable.
They left, but there were more officials around.
There was a sense of scrutiny in their eyes.
A few of them, who seemed to be friends of Mrs. Wells, kept coming to talk, and the polite language was tinged with a strong sense of flattery, which made people irritated.
Ling'er's dim sum on the table seemed to have become an opportunity for them to talk.
Every time I come over, I always have to talk about a few words.
I froze and stared at the stage with a blank face.
The figure of the fake Comrade Su Han, as he said, appeared in my sight from time to time. That serious look seems to be really preparing for the party.
Seeing that there were too many people, I raised my hand several times to remove the things.
It's a formal occasion after all, and it's really not in place.
"Mrs. Gu, do you think he will really be Su Han!"
I looked at her in surprise, isn't this woman pumping?
It's only been a long time, how can you change your position!
If they go to war together, they won't be killed by her.
"I'll just tell you, don't say it, his eyes are so gentle. I've never seen it all these years. Although I know it's fake, but my heart..."
She babbled and babbled, completely immersed in that beautiful world.
As everyone knows, my mood was also affected by her.
My mind is full of the past.
The man is amazed every time he appears.
I never knew that a man could be so beautiful, almost perfect.
But I also lost so badly, I believed it, and I lost.
"Mrs. Gu?"
"What am I saying wrong?"
Mrs. Wells touched me lightly with her hand, and by the time I looked up, the lights had dimmed.
Four young men and girls in ceremonial dresses were talking there, probably praising XX, XXX is their faith Balabala.
However, my heart at the moment has flown out of Java, and I have no impression of what they are playing.
It wasn't until my own light snow came on the field that I sat up slightly straight.
I thought that she and Ling'er were going to have a pas de deux when they were wearing such a match.
However, Xiaoxue is wearing ballet at the moment, and her slender white legs are also very conspicuous in a group of "little swans".
It's just that expression that I can't see through it more and more.
It's obviously a beautiful dance, but it looks like an ancient sacrifice.
But when I turned my head to look at others, the eyes of those foreigners were amazing.
Is there really something wrong with my aesthetics?
"It's so beautiful, where did you learn Xiaoxue's dance? I'll report one to Troy when I come back! ”
"Do you think it's good?"
I raised my eyebrows, uncertain.
"Mrs. Gu, can I understand that you are deliberately modest?"
Mrs. Wells exclaimed exaggeratedly, drawing the eyes of those around her.
"yes, isn't that a good jump? It's no problem to go to the Royal Dance Company! ”
"That's right! You are too modest, lady. ”
I was stunned by what they said, and it was a dumbfounded.
The light snow on the stage has completed a 360-degree rotation in the air and landed steadily on the ground.
Dressed in white like snow, her stunning beauty inherited from his father shocked the audience together.
What made me extremely chilling was that the old lady was obviously sitting in the middle of the second row, a position that she could see at any time, but she didn't look at me until she left the stage during the whole dance.
I...
Is it because she's dancing ballet?
Is that why that's why that's the case?
After all, swans walk with their necks held high.
But why is there so much hostility?
"Mrs. Gu, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable, why did I call you a few times, but you didn't respond. ”
"Huh?"
"I'm sorry, I'm running away again."
"It's okay, I just wanted to ask, her dance..."
"I taught..."
I sighed and spoke up.
Suddenly, there were more eyes around.
Wells' face was no longer shocked, but suspicious!
"Really?"
"Is it necessary for me to lie to you about this?"
I shook my head with a wry smile and picked up the coffee on the table, still unrejuvenated.
It was pitch black in the huge hall, but no one screamed, after all, this was a theater.
Suddenly, there was a rain of petals in the sky, and the familiar fragrance of plants and trees lingered in my world through memories.