Chapter 25 Not All Encounters Are Cherished
Having heard her companion call her name twice, she was supposed to be called "Minnie".
By the standards of a dancer I learned about not long ago, her appearance is still somewhat unique. Minnie's figure is relatively tall, and she is not skinny, and she has a small plump that is rare in dancers. Her face is also slightly round, with big eyes, deep facial features, and plump and sexy lips, which are moist and full, like a sweet peach.
I couldn't see it clearly in the afternoon, but now that I look closer, I feel more and more that this girl is very beautiful. Just a little closer, I was surprised to feel an indescribable vitality emanating from the inside out of her body.
She also loves Kosgaard's dancing and would like to dance with him?
I don't know why, for this peach-like girl who shares her wishes, Shaida's heart has a faint sense of intimacy.
Maybe you can make friends here.
"You forgot? Sitting in front of us in the afternoon, the tutor hit us with a book......" another girl whispered.
Shaida was a little embarrassed to hear thisβshe didn't care about being slapped on the head by Vantacia with a book, she just felt that she had Vantacia off the first day, and this always haunted her.
It was the person who had helped her, the person she respected very much, and if possible, she just wanted to do more for him, and definitely didn't want this to happen.
Although until now she didn't quite understand why Vantasia was so angry.
Minnie had a puzzled look on her face, and Shaida suspected that she had forgotten about the rare incident of someone being smashed with a book by her mentor in the afternoon.
"That's it, the ...... who mentioned Sakalov," the girl prompted again.
"Ahh When Minnie heard the name "Sakalov", she suddenly screamed as if she had been pierced by a nail, and jumped up from her seat with a "poof", only to slam her head on the edge of the second floor of the desk because of the bounce force.
Minnie covered her head and sat back again, tears rolling in her eyes in pain.
Everyone present was startled and startled, and she didn't know what to do. After a while, Minnie rubbed her head and straightened up, her brown curly hair was quite messy, showing a different kind of charm.
"It's you!" Minnie said with a sad face.
It seems that the girl is a little confused, and it seems that there is nothing left to awaken her memory except for the name "Sakalov".
"I'm sorry......" Shaida twisted her hair a little crampedly, "My name is Shaida......"
Before she could finish speaking, Minnie had already bit her lip, stared straight at her, and said word by word, "I hate you!" β
"For ...... Why! Shaida choked on her words, and she couldn't react for a long time.
Looking into the other person's eyes like this and saying "I hate you" is something that Shaida has never encountered before. Her people are quite straightforward and simple, but this rarely happens. If it happens, it means that there should be a deep hatred between the two, and the contradictions cannot be reconciled.
But she and Minnie are almost meeting for the first time, and they haven't even crossed paths before.
Is it true that all the girls in the metropolis are like this? This is not the same situation as the sister next door.
The sister next door said that most people in big cities are very strange, and they never tell others what they have in their hearts, and they don't show their hearts on the surface. It's hard to get along with them because you don't know what they're really thinking. There are also some people who seem to be very enthusiastic about you on the surface, but behind the scenes they will do things that are not good for you.
But isn't that obvious? β¦β¦ Actually...... Some are too straightforward!
"Why?" Minnie thought for a moment and said, "Because you're going to rob Konstantin Sakalov with me!" β
"You know him?" Shaida suddenly felt a little excited.
If she knew Kosgaard, did that mean she could learn something about Kosgaard?
Ten years, ten years, enough to happen. I want to know, I want to know how Kosgaard has lived in the past ten years, what he has encountered, what he likes, and why he is happy. Although I have been paying attention to the news of Kosgaard, the words on the news are always cold and indifferent, and the photos are so far away that through them, it is impossible to imagine what the real Kosgaard looks like.
So Kosgaard still retains the same appearance in Shaida's heart as she did when she was eight years old. Kosgaard's smile is still alive, pure and brilliant, his hair is soft, the color of the sun's rays, and his whole person is like an angel wrapped in golden brilliance.
Wondering what happened later, anything about him.
Minnie snorted and said simply, "I don't know!" β
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Shaida felt a little speechless - since she didn't know her, what else was there to say? Originally, she was worried that there was some special connection between Minnie and Kosgaard, and she might inadvertently cause her misunderstanding. Now it seems that the misunderstanding does not exist at all, and there is no need for explanation!
Shaida turned sideways and walked past between them, finding the only bed that was free, and placing the large bag in her hand on the table.
In the vast sea of people, you can temporarily live under the same roof, which is a rare fate. In the ancient cultures of the East, even the encounter itself was considered a wonderful thing that should be cherished. Therefore, the people of the grassland always treat every traveler with warmth, so that when they leave, their suitcases are not only full of cheese and wine, but also full of friendship and longing.
However, the encounter under this roof does not seem to be cherished.
Since this is the case, there is no need to dwell on this, it is better to let everything go naturally.
Shaida put her things away, relaxed her mind, and suddenly felt the exhaustion of her body from the inside out.
Before, my spirit had been tense, and all my consciousness was focused on the practice of dance movements, and I was a little too much of an exercise, so it was only at this time that fatigue suddenly came up.
No matter! Shaida thought to herself - now, the most important thing is to do a good job in this rare course, and the rest can be ignored for the time being.
Seeing that the campus guide said that there were public bathrooms on each floor of the dormitory, Shaida simply sorted her things and went to the bathroom with a basket of toiletries.
The bathrooms are in excellent condition, the water temperature is comfortable, and the shower is so powerful that it hits the skin like a massage. Shaida stood under the shower, letting the water wash over her body and long hair, and her heart was filled with a sense of happiness.
In the grasslands, because they are always on the move, it is impossible to have such fixed bathing facilities at home, except for bathing in the river in the summer, which is basically a wooden barrel bath. Showering comfortably in this way can be regarded as a great luxury.
As soon as the muscles that had seen the hot water relaxed, they became even more tired. When she used the hair dryer in the bathroom to blow her hair, Shaida's eyelids were already fighting. Finally washed up and climbed back to the bed in the dormitory, Shaida fell asleep as soon as her head was on the pillow, and no matter what kind of lights and voices were in the room, she couldn't wake her up.