The pair of jet-black phoenix eyes looked increasingly clear and transparent in the surrounding dark environment, seeming to be seductive and charming. All the eyes of the audience were focused on Xian Yu.
Gently reaching out with her left hand, Xianyu grabbed something in the air and was pulled to stand up. As the thing kept spinning and moving, her short lavender hair rotated with her body, flowing like the wind, and full of elegance.
It is as soft as cotton, as beautiful and moving as a fleeting dandelion.
The white feathers were falling like snowflakes in the center of the stage. She knelt down and leaned back. The feather coat slipped from her shoulders, revealing her skin like jade.
It burns in the middle, giving people passionate vitality.
Xianyu used her feet to pick up Yuyi, dancing her whole body like the wind. The fiery red dance clothes rotated and rose in an arc in the darkness. She waved her arms and threw Yuyi out, causing the audience to scream.
"Ah! Mine! Mine!"
"It's so beautiful, I want to grab it!"
There was a commotion under the stage. Atobu leaned back, snapped his fingers, and made a charming arc: "Hey, Hua Di, get it."
"wush." With a strong voice of agreement, a tall figure stood up, overpowered the "heroes" to get the hagoromo, and handed it to Atobe. There was a feeling of frustration around him.
Atobe silently took Hagoromo and covered the tear stain on his face. How could he let others get his woman's clothes? Of course he would always treasure her most gorgeous moments for her...
Yukimura narrowed his eyes and looked at Atobe in the audience. The sound of the piano softened a little, and his dancing fingers brought him back to the past. Everything on the stage seemed to have never existed, only him and Xianyu...
He was only four or five years old at that time. Because of his good temper, he was always bullied by the slightly older boys. Until a girl with dark eyes appeared. She stretched out her hand to him and smiled friendly:
"Don't be afraid of them, I will be with you."
The sun shines through the gaps in the tiny leaves and shines on her tender skin. The corners of her raised mouth are like the bright crescent moon in the sky. The elastic skin is sunk into two deep dimples at the moment of smiling, which is intoxicating.
He would never forget that smile that made him unable to extricate himself. It warmed his heart slightly, and his dark eyes hid a warm smile.
From then on, she always accompanied him, and the two of them were always inseparable no matter where they went; until one day, some gangsters pestered him and insisted on playing tennis with him, and the aggressive tennis ball was about to hit him in the face.
The moment he hit the ball, the weak figure flew forward and blocked the ball for him, causing him to hear a clear and crisp "click" sound.
A long scar connected from the shoulder to the arm, leaving an indelible stain on the snow-white skin. She fell into his arms and smiled quietly at him. The blood slid down the scar, and she clearly felt the heartbreaking pain.
But she just stroked his face and said, "Jingshi, my hand hurts a little. If it becomes disabled, you will take care of me for the rest of my life, right?"
He hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid of losing her; when he was only 5 years old, he really felt the heartache. He hugged her and rushed to the hospital, "No, no.
Yes, you will always be fine and I will never leave."
From then on, she disappeared from his world, and he never even knew her name until he met Xian Yu. Those bottomless black eyes brought him back to the beginning...
