Sports Students vs Dance Students (End)

"It's okay, I just happened to take the driver's license test this year." Pei Xuyan said casually, "From now on, when I get drunk, you can drive me home."

Qi'an admired Pei Xuyan's courage: "As long as you are not afraid of death."

Later, she failed to pass the Qi'an subject three times five times. Pei Xuyan, who had been teaching her step by step, was silent and then changed his mind: "In the future, when I get drunk, I'd better call a driver."

Life is not easy, so cherish your life.

When Fang Yingying learned about this, she almost burst into tears. She hugged Qi'an's thigh and said, "Let your boyfriend introduce us to some handsome guys. Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, poor, poor, single, poor kids."

The roommate shed tears like noodles: "When will I meet a boyfriend who will give me a car instead of raffia with just a wave of my hand?"

The night before school started, everyone had dinner together at a hot pot restaurant. There were Qi'an's friends and Pei Xuyan's friends. He brought her into his circle.

It is said that the importance of the relationship can be seen from the boyfriend's brotherly attitude. Qi'an doesn't quite understand it, but it does not prevent her from getting along well with them.

"Sister-in-law! Let me propose a toast to you!" Someone got drunk, raised his glass, and said with a handsome face and a hint of drunkenness, "You are really powerful if you took in Pei Xuyan, a troublemaker for us, for us!"

Others booed and toasted: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, Brother Yan is wild, we will definitely help you keep an eye on him!"

Pei Xuyan smiled lightly and handed the juice to Qi'an, preventing her from drinking.

Qi'an was reserved and gentle, and clinked glasses of juice with them.

Fang Yingying said with a smile: "If the senior hadn't made up with each other when he was drunk, they don't know how long they would have been fighting."

This is what Qi An told Fang Yingying afterwards.

Tang Chenmao spit out the wine and glanced at Pei Xuyan. Someone asked him what was wrong. He waved his hand and said it was okay.

Later, the atmosphere became noisy, everyone raised their glasses, and the bright moon and stars were seen outside the window.

"Come on, come on, congratulations on graduating!"

"I wish that in ten years we will all become the people we want to be!"

It was autumn, and the time just after school started was very busy. Qi'an should have been a little nervous no matter what, but this kind of nervousness was filled by Pei Xuyan.

The reason was that Pei Xuyan stayed in the Internet cafe all afternoon, but Qi'an suddenly wanted to go to the amusement park. In the end, he still refused to resist Pei Xuyan, and he insisted on taking her there tomorrow.

Qi'an got sulky and left alone. When he went home and thought about it, he still felt that this matter was a bit of a fuss. He didn't often go to Internet cafes, so he took the initiative to give him a step up.

Oolong sparkling water: [Wish you peace when you get home.]

He replied instantly: [Did you plant explosives in my house?]

Oolong sparkling water:【……】

Oolong Sparkling Water: [Yes, eight hundred explosives were buried! 】

He sent her a location: [I am homeless, the culprit is coming to pick me up.]

Qi'an snorted coldly, and then agreed reservedly. When he took a taxi, he stood on the street and smoked with his eyes lowered. The edges were slightly hard, and the white mist of the cigarette slowly rose. He was cold and handsome. Several young girls came to chat with him. He was

reject.

When Pei Xuyan saw her, he put out his cigarette and walked towards her, stuffed something into her hand and said casually, "Let's go, this brave princess, escort me home to find explosives."

Qi'an was stunned for a moment and saw two tickets for the Deep Sea Amusement Park. Her smiling eyes curled up and she fell on his back.

Later, in order to play games with Pei Xuyan, Qi'an decided that she wanted to fall in love with this game, so she studied it seriously for several times. Guangrong was chased and scolded by her teammates. She refused to admit defeat and started scolding her teammates.

"Don't you dare tell me your phone number!"

"Who is afraid of whom!" Qi'an excitedly reported Pei Xuyan's phone number.

"If you can, beat my boyfriend! My boyfriend calls you a thief. If you don't beat me, you're a coward! See if my boyfriend doesn't call you a thief--"

Then at twelve o'clock in the night, Qi'an received a cordial greeting from Pei Xuyan: "What the hell did you do?"

Old God Qi'an was pretending not to know, he sneered: "Don't pretend, I guess only you can do this."

"Why?"

"You are stupidly unique and charming."

"Senior, he is calling your girlfriend." Qi Yiyang was pitiful and muddled through, and finally said, "This game is too difficult, can you call my number directly to the king?"

Pei Xuyan: "Then you go and trick people."

"I don't know how, I will learn!" Qi'an clenched her fists.

"Please."

What kind of bad taste is this? Qi An protested in her heart, with a soft and coquettish look on her face.

He said: "When asking for help, you must have the attitude of asking for help. First, kneel down and call your husband to listen."

Qi An scolded him.

In the end, Pei Xuyan still typed her number all night long, but the price she paid was quite heavy.

October.

Maple leaves and flowers rustle in autumn.

During the first semester of Qi'an's sophomore year, the classical ballet "Winter Lock" was performed on the international stage and achieved great success. This was her first dance drama and the beginning.

Looking around, the road ahead is filled with flowers.

There were tens of thousands of spectators sitting under the stage.

The entire stage was pitch black, light and shadow suddenly fell down, figures moved gracefully, and the artistic atmosphere was extremely contagious, allowing people to appreciate some unique meaning.

The girl was dressed in a pure white ballet costume. Among all the people, she looked like a proud white swan, elegant and noble.

The figure in the first row at the front of the auditorium was staring at Qi An from beginning to end, his eyes were deep and wild, the absolute depth was mixed with strength, and the snow-white skirt was imprinted in his eyes.

She kept spinning and jumping on the ground and in the air.

The snow-white skirt is fluttering and elegant, showing the unique beauty of pointe dance.

It brings everyone into a gorgeous and sacred story, like a gentle dream of the cardamom years, a classic that cannot be written endlessly.

The graceful figure on the stage gradually overlapped with the figure dancing in the sports training room that year.

Even the October sunshine and breeze outside the theater, the breath of early autumn, the rippling curvature of the skirt, and the ticking of the clock all mark the time to that year.

The dancer spun around and around like a white swan. The figure sitting on the floor was lazily and carelessly, holding one hand on the ground and looking up at her.

The frozen soda in his hand made a "pop" sound of bubbles, and even the air was filled with the smell of carbonated drinks, as if some kind of wonderful chemical reaction had occurred.

As the tab of the can rolled down to her feet, their interaction officially began.

She was still young at that time, but now she has grown up to be generous.

My heart beats as fast as a midsummer night.

She shines on the stage and is the crown jewel of dance.

Also his, the ballet princess.

I want you to dance for me.

The play ends and the curtain calls.

There was deafening applause from the audience.

Pei Xuyan stood up, holding a bouquet of red roses in his arms, and walked towards her step by step. The light shone on his shoulders, so flamboyant and dazzling. He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth and gave the flowers to her, his voice clear and clear.

"Princess, the dance is beautiful. Please dance solo for me tonight."

"Okay." Qi'an took the first bouquet of roses she received for her first dance drama. They were warm and fragrant, coming from the person she loved. She bent her eyes, as bright as roses, and placed her feet on his cheeks.

A gentle kiss fell.

Shang Yan was beside him, covering his mouth and laughing.

One day.

He will meet a beloved girl who will willingly attend every dance performance, always sit in the middle of the first row of the auditorium, give her warm red roses at the curtain call, and kiss her and say how beautiful she is.

The night after the dance drama ended, the night breeze was slightly cool. It had just rained last night and the maple leaves were damp.

Pei Xuyan took her back to school on a bicycle. The wind blew up his shirt. The girl sat on the back seat and held on to the hem of his clothes.

It's October.

The maple leaves are dyeing the forest, the evening breeze is filled with half of the autumn colors, the milk tea is steaming with lovely heat, the people you like accompany you to and from get out of class, set off fireworks, watch movies and eat hot pot, this October must be wonderful.

The bicycle passed through the forest path of the university campus, the road was paved with soft cobblestones, and the tires pressed against the red maple leaves on the ground, making a clicking sound.

Qi'an breathed in the evening air, tugged at the corner of Pei Xuyan's clothes, and shouted in the wind: "I want to drink strawberry milk tea with full sugar and ice tomorrow."

"I'm three pounds heavier, and you'll cry to me to lose weight when the time comes." He was used to criticizing her.

"Pei Xuyan!!"

Qi An was very angry.

Pei Xuyan rode the bicycle with one hand, and stretched his other hand back to wave her. Qi'an touched his fingertips reservedly, and then was held tightly by him. The shadow accidentally cast on the ground was too beautiful.

The small rubber bands on my wrists overlap slightly.
To be continued...