After finalizing the final hip-hop dance music, Mu Danchen and Luo Yi began to devote themselves to the choreography and practice of the dance music.

Between the two dancing and cooperating with each other, the tacit understanding is so tacit that there is no need for verbal communication at all, just a look and a movement of the other party, you can clearly know the trajectory of the next movement.

Listening to the upbeat music, they are immersed in the simple and casual, but also express the surging emotions in their hearts.

Time is like a free-flying bird, which has glided over countless mountains and oceans when you are not paying attention.

At 12:37 p.m., the two of them choreographed and practiced hip-hop, that is, nearly half of the whole piece.

With such a tacit speed, it can really be said that it is like a rocket soaring into the sky, reaching the sky.

At the end of the exercise again, Mu Danchen raised his arm and wiped the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, his chest rose and fell, and his breathing was a little panting:

"Luo Yi, let's get here for the morning practice first, let's go eat first."

"Okay."

Because of the unrestrained and vigorous stretching of his limbs, Luo Yi's pink and ruddy little face was stained into a bright red crimson, looking like a coveted red apple.

Looking closely at the tip of her delicate nose, a few small beads of crystal sweat appeared, which reflected a faint light in the clear light.

Such a bright light made Mu Danchen's fingers itch, and he wanted to reach out and touch her upturned nose and help her gently wipe it off.

But thinking about it, such an intimate action is obviously not suitable for him to do now.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades must continue to work hard.

Turning off the cool and enthusiastic music, the two packed their things and packed their backpacks, walked to the school parking lot, and sat on Mu Danchen's dark purple ini.

Dark purple purple

Luo Yi unconsciously stretched out her white fingertips and wiped her upturned nose, and finally, she wiped off the few shiny beads of sweat.

Looking at the ever-changing scenery ahead of her, she asked faintly:

"Brother Mu, do you like purple?"

She was still not used to being called like that.

"Yes, I especially like the purple color of the car."

Mu Danchen smiled heartily and talked eloquently:

"Purple, a mixture of two extreme colors, red and blue, is full of mysterious and incomprehensible complexities; Violet, which is a color between red and blue, is the shortest wavelength of light that humans can see in the light spectrum. ”

Mu Danchen took advantage of the gap when the steering wheel turned to the left and glanced at her:

"As for me, I like this different purple the most, because it seems to be hidden in the same noble, mysterious, unfathomable and deep black, faintly revealing the red that represents hope, so I like it very much."

Hope hidden in the dark?

Roy nodded thoughtfully.

Mu Danchen smiled warmly and looked at her:

"Roy, what color do you like?"

"Me? I also like the color purple, very much. ”

The destination was approaching, Mu Danchen slowed down slowly, and the smile on his lips became brighter:

"Hehe, it seems that we are very fateful, I like purple, you like purple."

Glancing at her with a little meaning, he said softly:

"You must know the meaning of purple, it represents the sacred, the noble, the mysterious, the elegant, the proud, and the melancholy, and"

After a pause, he looked at her again:

"And eternal love, and pure love."

The light in his eyes was like a shining star in the night sky, dazzling and dazzling.

She remembered these words very clearly, because she had told someone before

Not noticing the affection in Mu Danchen's eyes, Luo Yi fell into a distant memory, as far away as if it had happened in a previous life

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