"How long did you study classical dance as a child?" Ren then asked.

The topic changed too quickly, En Siruo was stunned, counted carefully in his heart, and then replied: "I started learning from 7 school, and I went to junior high school for about 6 years. ”

"But why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Ensiruo was puzzled.

Ren then looked at her, his eyes gentle, "I want to see it." ”

"Huh?" En Siruo's eyes widened, but she didn't react.

Ren then repeated in a soft voice: "I said, I want to see you dance, you can dance anything." ”

"Is that okay?"

It's not impossible.

The point is that she hasn't danced much seriously since she hit junior high school, although she still vaguely remembers those basic skills and some classic dance moves, but it's only vaguely.

If you really want to jump to show others, you will definitely make a fool of yourself.

But

She thought, her eyes unconsciously looking at Ren Sui.

Not long ago, it was obviously her coquettish, but now it's Ren's turn.

It's just that she is still a person who eats soft and does not eat hard, and is often easy to be soft-hearted.

As long as a pair of gentle turquoise eyes followed her appointment, all the defenses she had built up of hesitation and insecurity would be destroyed in an instant.

"Okay." She replied weakly, "But you have to promise me first, and if you see me jumping wrong, you can't laugh at me, or I won't jump." ”

The smile on Ren Sui's face was obviously a little brighter, full of joy after the success of the little plan, and he nodded happily in agreement: "Okay." ”

If it weren't for the fact that you are handsome and kind to people, I would have regretted it a long time ago.

En Siruo thought, took a deep breath, and took off another scarf despite Ren's persuasion, and even took off his coat and threw it into Ren's arms.

In her own words, the clothes she is wrapped in now are too heavy, and her body is too heavy to jump.

So if she catches a cold again, it's your responsibility, who made you want to see her dance.

Under the street lamp, she was wearing a black close-fitting turtleneck sweater inside, her tight figure was outlined by the sweater, and a simple pair of trousers on her lower body, convex and backward, with slender limbs, full and seductive but not too charming.

Because the long hair has been wrapped in a scarf, the ends of the hair are slightly curled up and shine in the light of the street lamp.

"Whew" she adjusted her breathing, and the breath she exhaled was white and misty.

At this time, the song in the small square changed, from the original dance music with a strong sense of rhythm, to an ancient style song with a slightly slower rhythm and using the guzheng and pipa as the background color, which was passed from afar.

En Siruo listened carefully to the rhythm of the song, and out of shyness, turned his back to Ren Sui.

She slowly closed her eyes, trying to find the bits and pieces of dance she had left behind in the memories of her childhood.

Ren then looked at her.

The moment he raised his hand, the music in the distance ended and paused, and the music began to play again.

Melodious and soothing, as if telling a story that has been around for a long time.

The jade-white fingers change with each tonal change, the fingertips are taut and graceful.

The moment her footsteps touched the ground, she turned leisurely, her long hair flying in the air, drawing a perfect arc.

The palms of the hands lightly covered the face, the eyes were downward, the eyes were a little reluctant to welcome, the corners of the mouth were slightly upward, and the woman's shyness was overflowing.

Then, she turned in another direction, turned sideways, and continued, leaning back and down, soft as if boneless.

Obviously, she was just wearing a simple sweater and trousers, and a pair of short boots under her feet, but after these few actions came out, she seemed to have become a world-famous dancing girl who was only for the world to observe and could not be desecrated.

The street lamp overhead is like a spotlight just for her, illuminating her every movement, from the flowing ends of her hair to the fingertips that curl with a little shimmer.

Occasionally, the wind whistled and danced along with the ends of her hair, which was even more amazing.

Obviously, the gestures are all amorous and seductive, but they are not flattering, free and casual.

Dozens of seconds later, the music stopped, and her movements stopped, her chest rising and falling from the dance just now, and her breathing was unsteady.

En Siruo turned around, looked at Ren Sui, saw that he didn't move, his eyes were dumbfounded, and he couldn't help asking, "Senior, what's wrong with you?" ”

The person sitting on the bench came back to his senses for a long time, and after meeting En Siruo's gaze, he still had the scene he had just seen in his mind.

"It's beautiful." Ren then said.

Obviously, he is a person who has read a lot of books since he was a child, but he only feels that his language is extremely poor at the moment, and he can't find a better word to describe the scene just now.

It's just beautiful, beautiful that can make people stop, praise, and heartbeat.

"Really?" En Siruo was a little surprised by this evaluation, after all, from her own point of view, who had studied dance, the dance she had just danced was full of deficiencies.

But when she heard someone praise herself like this, she was still happy in her heart.

"Hmm." Ren then nodded and said regretfully: "I knew that I should have taken a picture with my mobile phone just now." ”

En Siruo showed a disgusted little expression, and replied to her duplicitously: "It's not good to dance at all, you are not allowed to shoot." ”

Before another cold wind came, she took her coat and scarf from Ren Sui's hand, hurriedly put them on and wrapped them, wrapped them tightly, and walked back with Ren Sui.

Recently, she has chosen to rest on Tinglan's side on the left bank.

At the end of the year, which is also the end of the semester, there is still more than half a month to go before the final exams of college students, and the school is too lively.

In addition, they are in their fourth year of college and will be preparing to defend their graduation thesis after the start of school early next year, and the school has begun to urge them to move out of the dormitory to make room for next year's freshmen.

So Wu Siyuan hurriedly moved to his company's dormitory.

And Yu Taozi also followed the words of her mentor and began to move her things to the graduate dormitory one after another, preparing to start her graduate career in advance.

There was no one in the dormitory, she was bored and scared by herself, so she simply went back to Tinglan on the left bank every day to rest.

When the New Year's Day holiday is over, she plans to work with Yu Taozi and Wu Siyuan to move out and clean up all the things, say a simple goodbye, and return the key to the dormitory manager.

"Time flies so fast, the year is coming to an end again."

On the way back from the walk, En Siruo looked up at the dark sky and couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously, a few months ago, she was just in her senior year, and she had just found a job and started her new life.

Ren then followed her gaze and said, "Well, it's really fast." ”

Thinking back to the day I saw her again in the company, the sun was still so hot.

Now, because of the arrival of winter, it has become much milder.

Maybe from now on, it's going to be like this every year.

So with her.

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