The predecessor of the "Snow Dance" is the "Acacia Dance". The dance adheres to the grace and rhythm of the acacia, and is enchanting. When a woman dances this dance, her eyebrows will be full of spring, and she will be full of charm and unparalleled youthfulness.
Yun Buhui was only thirteen years old at the time, and her body was not yet mature. This dance would inevitably lose its charm, so she used "Ode to Red Plum Blossoms" as an element and added it to the snow-stepping dance, which neutralized the enchanting charm of the dance.
With the innocence of a young girl, and the snow and plum blossoms, the dance was so beautiful that it was completely natural, and Yun Buhui also danced heartily.
The young man saw her dancing and playing the flute for fun.
Yun Buhui cooperated even more. This dance was her first time, but it was the most beautiful dance she had ever danced.
Later, someone came looking for the boy, and he left in a hurry.
Later, her condition worsened and she was gradually dying. However, Dr. Mo got a strange medicine, which happened to be a medicine guide, and unexpectedly cured her disease. She stayed in the mountains for half a year, and the scars on her face completely faded, and she regained her beautiful appearance.
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She never saw the young man again. Doctor Mo's villa was very big, but there were almost no people there. Because she had an infectious disease, Doctor Mo arranged her in the most remote part of the villa.
She once asked Doctor Mo if there was anyone on the mountain who was also treating illnesses, but Doctor Mo said that she was the only patient. She asked the boy again, and Doctor Mo said that there was indeed a boy with tuberculosis, but unfortunately it was bitterly cold in the mountains, and he was seriously ill and passed away.
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Yun Buhui had no choice but to give up. He and Lou Kaiyang were close friends. After she recovered from her illness, Lou Kaiyang and Lou Yaoguang came to take her home. Later, every New Year's Eve, she couldn't help but think of that boy.
I don’t know what he looked like, and I don’t know if anyone in the world still remembers him.
She also learned from the boy's tone that he was also a lonely person.
She thought that she liked him.
On New Year's Eve, there are plum blossoms, light snow, young men in white, dancing in the snow, and the sound of flutes. For the past three years, when I dream about it at midnight, I always sigh that he died too early.