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Chapter 80: Happy time: Don't let me see you again

"Yan Yeyi, hurry up." I shook off Yan Yeyi's hand and squeezed into the crowd. Several hip-hop teenagers were dancing to the rhythm in the speakers. They seemed to be quite skilled and they should be amateur hip-hop enthusiasts.

‘Wow!’ I clapped my hands happily

"Yan..." Huh? There are all strangers around me. Where is Yan Yeyi's shadow?

‘Whoosh--’ Thomas, a handsome young man, pulled my gaze back and completely threw Yan Yeyi out of the sky.

"Cool, come again, come again..." I cheered happily along with the crowd. You must know that before my wrist was injured, I was the queen of hip-hop. I loved everything about hip-hop.

Looking at those familiar dance steps, all the cells in my body started to move. My mother would not know! And Yan Yeyi was not here, so within one song, I started to struggle mentally.

"Oh...so handsome..."

"Beauty, continue..."

"Hey...the beauty is so cool..."

Under the pressure of the onlookers, I was sweating profusely and panting, and the song I had agreed on in my heart had been dancing for almost an hour.

"Beauty, which school are you from? Are you interested in joining us?" A big boy with yellow hair handed me a bottle of mineral water in a friendly manner, feeling that he had a good impression of me.

"Hip-hop dancing is already a dream of the past for me." I spread my hands helplessly. Fortunately, I didn't feel any pain in my wrists. It should be because I had a good grasp of the range of movements.

"Dreams are never allowed to be given up."

"Haha... that's what my brother said." I patted the older boy's shoulder boldly. I didn't know, but I didn't have the right to choose. For my mother... I had to give up everything I had.

"Then..." The big boy with yellow hair suddenly looked at me blankly, no, exactly behind me

A touch of coolness came to my heart, and two cold eyes stopped coldly on me. Could it be that... I turned my head in a panic

Yan Yeyi looked like a cold ice sculpture, with a layer of icy coldness exuding all over his body. He looked at my hand on the big boy's shoulder with a gloomy look on his face, and his eyes could not hide the anxiety.

"Yan Yeyi, where have you been? I can't find you." I walked to him knowingly and pretended to please him.

"Don't let me see you again." Yan Yeyi still stood upright without even looking at me.


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