After talking to Kai, Shaida's mood really calmed down, hugged her little sheep doll, and slept soundly.

I can't sleep well for a while, I always dream, I always wake up, probably because of the panic in my heart. Now, once you decide to put it down for a while, it's as if a heavy burden has suddenly been lifted from your shoulders, and the whole person is relieved.

After a peaceful sleep, the whole person seems to come back to life. Shaida cheered up and began to do everything at hand in earnest.

When he went to clean the room with his tools, he no longer deliberately avoided Gray, so the two of them met directly in Gray's workshop.

Shaida placed a glass of warm skim milk on his table, the only drink he drank more than plain water, supposedly to replenish the need for calcium, which was depleted faster than others. In the past few days, Gray has not seen a close face, and Gray looks a little haggard, and his eyes are not as transparent and bright as before.

It seems that in these days, he has also suffered a lot, but his character is like this, he is stuffy in his heart when he has something on his mind, he won't say it, and he won't take the initiative to find a way to solve it.

I guess I'm used to it, and I think there's no pain in this world that I can't bear.

Thinking about it like this, Shaida felt very distressed, and, for some reason, the feeling of guilt for him was particularly strong.

It's as if the person's pain began to connect with his own consciousness at some point, whether physical or mental. Whenever she approached him and felt the pain in his right leg, Shaida's heart would ache faintly.

Gray looked up at her with a soft smile.

"Sit down," he said, "I was looking for you." ”

Whether it is the voice or the expression, it is all warm, and it no longer looks like the Gray Fantacia who is always faint in his impression.

However, there was no half-step pressure in that expression, and it was not embarrassing at all, but unconsciously relaxed, which made Xia Ida a little puzzled - why are you deliberately avoiding him these days?

"The Man Closest to the Sun has been choreographed, and the music and dance have been completed."

"The Man Closest to the Sun?"

"It's the harvest of those days when I went to your house." Gray said, "Roman wrote the tune, and I choreographed the dance. This is what I want to give you, and the competitive qualifiers should be useful, so you can try it first. ”

Shaida suddenly understood that Gray had always seemed too busy to be at home these days, and that he was actually doing this.

He's choreographing, and he's choreographing for her.

I almost forgot why Gray decided to go home with her during the holidays in the first place, when he said that he would go to her house to collect the wind and make a dance for her that would suit her best.

He's delivering on his promises.

Shaida felt a wave of warmth flow through her heart, and she didn't know what to say.

"Are you free?" Gray asked, "If you have time, you can go to the practice room and give it a try." Time is running out, and you'd better start a little earlier to have more time to find your feelings. ”

He didn't mention anything, not about that day, not about Layla's challenge, not about the intimate encounter that preceded the change.

Everything that might upset Shaida, he avoided talking about it.

Shaida was both grateful and distressed, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, and some were overwhelmed.

For some reason, it was she who was the first to break this false balance.

"Gray......" Shaida called out to him in a slightly trembling voice.

Gray's body shuddered slightly, and he turned his gaze over, looking unexpectedly nervous.

"Give me a little time, give me a little bit of time, and I'll try to figure everything out. By that time......"

At that time, I will know how to respond to you and to all that you have given me.

Shaida didn't know why she said this, and she didn't know why she had to take the initiative to bring it up, but there was a voice in her heart that drove her, so that she couldn't turn a blind eye to the pain of the person in front of her.

She felt that she owed him an explanation, and that such a debt would hurt him as well. The one in front of her is the person she is most unwilling to hurt.

When he was in pain, she would be in pain, not knowing what was going on.

Gray relaxed a little, but fortunately, seeing that her expression was very serious, he thought that he would directly say a word of refusal.

He was now afraid to hear that sentence, and he became a little troubled, and his nerves were fragile, not at all like himself.

There has never been anything that is so uncertain, everything seems to be out of your control, even if you work hard, it's useless.

In terms of rational analysis, that powerful opponent seems to have taken advantage of the right time, place and people.

The maiden appeared in the immediate vicinity, and Gray found that since discovering her special place in his heart, her appearance had changed from day to day, becoming full of fatal attraction in whatever she looked, and her appearance could be a temptation in itself.

He wanted to reach out and hold her little hand in the palm of his hand, but after much hesitation, he finally controlled himself.

"Don't worry," said Gray, "I'll wait for you, until then, and you'll be in control of yourself and won't make that kind of ...... Things that make you embarrassed, so don't be afraid. ”

After thinking about it, I felt that my words were not logically rigorous at all, and I could not correctly express what I thought in my heart, which might cause misunderstanding, so I added: "If you want to be in close contact with me, I will not object, and...... Happy to accept. ”

Somehow, although the words are true, they always feel strange when they say it. Gray had never tried to express himself so botheredly, but it was evident that it had not been very successful, for the girl suddenly blushed, and did not know what to say, and ran away in a panic.

Gray instantly fell into a huge frustration.

He was deeply shaken and skeptical about the decision he had made to "be himself".

This decision began with a conversation with Roman Christopher.

This trip to the steppes of the East no Country was a great inspiration for Roman, who created his music in one go, in much less time than Gray choreographed.

Moreover, he wrote a whole grand symphony!

As promised, the piece was titled "The Man Closest to the Sun" and was included in Roman's next concert.

Roman was so excited about this that he immediately brought the song to Gray to enjoy, and made him his first listener as usual.

Of course, he also did his best to deliver on his promise – condensing the essence of the musical composition for three minutes and carefully composing a piece of music suitable for choreography.

However, the two of them listened to the music and chatted, and somehow quarreled.