The courtyard behind a pavilion and pavilion in the palace of the Dajing Dynasty

"Come, let the hand that holds the sword be strong. Slowly go up, swipe over your head, and stab hard in front of you! ”

"How? Are you okay? Will this sword be too heavy? Are your hands sour? ”

"Then let's do it again, slowly, don't worry."

……

In Rong Ling's mind, for some reason, these blurred pictures gradually became clear.

She even remembered everything the figure had said, but she couldn't remember what the figure looked like, or her name.

"What the hell is going on?"

This was not the first time Rong Ling had this hallucination, she stood in the center of the dance studio, letting Lu Ruotian hold her wrist tightly.

She couldn't even tell which was a dream and which was reality.

"Remember, this hand should be strong when it is raised, but it should be closed when it is stretched out, it feels like having someone who wants to keep it, but is afraid to let her know..."

Lu Ruotian whispered the essentials of the movement in Rong Ling's ear, and he grabbed her hand to demonstrate while explaining the feelings to be expressed by the action.

But for Rong Ling at this time, her attention was still in the hallucination just now.

She didn't know why, the feeling Lu Ruotian gave her was so similar to the illusion.

Even the touch and temperature from the wrist were the same as in the hallucination, as if the hallucination had really happened.

Rong Ling was stunned, she looked straight at Lu Ruotian holding her hand, and the pictures flashed in her mind became more and more.

Each one is a memory shared by her and the vague figure.

Drinking tea together, brewing wine together, practicing swords together, and defending the city together...

"Defending the city? Why defend the city? Dajingchao is good, how could it be..."

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired? ”

Just when Rong Ling was puzzled by some of the images that flashed in his mind, Lu Ruotian noticed her strangeness, and immediately stopped the demonstration and asked with concern.

Hearing the voice in his ears, Rong Ling withdrew his thoughts from the hallucination.

"Ah, a little, I've been practicing for a day, and I'm a little tired."

Rong Ling knew that if she continued to practice in her current condition, I was afraid that it would be half the effort.

So, she still found an excuse to calm herself down.

"Since you're tired, let's take a break."

Lu Ruotian was reluctant to allow Ling to work too hard, so he motioned for her to rest on the side of the classroom.

At this time, outside the dance studio, because the waiting was too boring, Xing Xiaofei had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

The rest of the studio, because they didn't have the patience to wait any longer, left the key for Rong Ling early and left after work.

Therefore, in this whole studio, there is no musical accompaniment, and the sound of the sound of the sound can be heard in the quiet.

Lu Ruotian walked to the water dispenser, took a glass of warm water for Rong Ling, and handed it to her.

"Thank you." Rong Ling took the paper cup.

"You're welcome."

After speaking, Lu Ruotian turned around and sat down beside her, although he didn't speak, his eyes never left her.

Rong Ling looked down at the paper cup in her hand, she recalled the fragment of defending the city that flashed in her mind just now, and she still had doubts.

She clearly remembered that she was attacked from behind in the palace, and then fainted, and when she opened her eyes, she traveled into this world.

She clearly remembered that before the crossing, the Great Jingchao was fine.

So, how is it possible, there will be such a thing as defending the city?

What is the indescribable feeling of pain in her heart?

Rong Ling's eyes looked at the water in the cup, she really couldn't understand what the picture in her mind was.

"It must be that I think too much, it must be an illusion, yes, it's an illusion, the Great Jingchao is good, how can it be necessary to defend the city? It must have been that I was so homesick that my brain was messed up. ”

Rong Ling really couldn't think of a reason to explain all this, so she simply didn't want to, just regarded it as an illusion.

Lu Ruotian, who was sitting on the side and watching her, was relieved to see that she was finally no longer distracted.

Out of concern for Rong Ling, he slowly asked, "What were you thinking just now?" Yes, something on your mind? ”

"No, it's nothing, it's just a fool's errand, I'm fine, we can continue."

Rong Ling didn't want to discuss the hallucination just now, after all, there was no point in dwelling on things that couldn't think of an answer.

Lu Ruotian saw that Rong Ling didn't want to answer, so he didn't continue to ask.

Because, he clearly knows the purpose of his visit this time.

So, he didn't say anything more, but followed closely behind and came to the mirror of the dance studio.

This time, the two men did not pause again, and danced together to the music.

"When you do this dance, you can try to think of someone, someone you really want to be with, but you don't dare."

Lu Ruotian accompanied Rong Ling to repeat all the movements.

With the full guidance of professional teachers, Rong Ling is more comfortable jumping.

Especially the "person" mentioned by Lu Ruotian, Rong Ling actually already had a candidate in his heart.

And, he's right next to her.

The body that danced to the rhythm of the music, and the one with a focused expression, every move seemed to affect Rong Ling's heart.

I don't know when she started peeking at the man next to her in the mirror.

Even, for fear of being discovered, she still sometimes watched and sometimes dodged, like that, she was very weak-hearted.

At this time, this song, whether it is the melody or the lyrics, can be said to show Rong Ling's mood of liking and not daring to like it vividly.

Before you know it, the song has ended.

Rong Ling's endingpose stops just when the last note falls.

I saw her look to the side, her fingers stretched forward slightly, and she wanted to say something, but she stopped talking.

Lu Ruotian watched the whole process and applauded involuntarily.

Awesome, really amazing!

Rong Ling's performance this time can be called a perfect interpretation.

Lu Ruotian was very happy for her, she found the secret of dancing.

But because he invested too much emotion in this dance, at the end of the moment, Rong Ling still couldn't withdraw from it.

When she looked back at Lu Ruotian, her eyes met, and she actually felt a kind of shyness that her daughter in the boudoir was pierced.

I saw that she hurriedly dodged her gaze, so nervous that she stammered a little: "That, thank you this time, it's not too early, I, I'll go back first." ”

After speaking, she turned around and began to pack her backpack, and then pushed open the door of the classroom in a panic, preparing to wake up Xing Xiaofei, who was lying on the sofa and was already asleep.

But just when she just bent down, she just patted Xing Xiaofei lightly twice, and before she could speak, Lu Ruotian also chased after her from the classroom.

"I'll send you back if I can."

Lu Ruotian's sudden invitation made Rong Ling's entire movement stop.

With the last bit of reason, she politely refused: "Thank you, no need, my car is outside." ”

After speaking, she continued to bend down to wake up Xing Xiaofei.

But suddenly, a hand grabbed her arm, and with a hard pull, Rong Ling's entire body turned around.

"It's so late, I'll send you, I don't worry about you alone."

At this time, Xing Xiaofei, who was woken up by Rong Ling in her sleep, opened her eyes in a daze, and the scene in front of her made her wake up instantly.

"Oh my God, what's going on? Eat melons when you open your eyes? That's exciting, isn't it? ”