"Okay, okay! Let's go to your house!" Zhao Xue's eyes lit up, and she almost jumped up in cheers, "We rehearse for an hour after school every day, and we will definitely be a blockbuster! What do you think, Taozi?"
"I..." Taozi looked at Zhao Xue's expectant eyes and whispered hesitantly: "I want to ask Shen Mochen..."
"What?" Zhao Xue opened her round eyes wide, looked at Taozi and said in surprise: "Why do you ask him?"
"Well..." Taozi lowered her head with some guilt, "He takes me home after school every day. My home is far away from school..."
"Oh~~" Zhao Xue looked at Taozi with a look that made me understand, and said with a smile: "Well, after you and your husband apply for travel arrangements, we will decide whether to go to Ling Yun's house or not."
Ling Yun looked at Tao Zi with his sparkling peach blossom eyes, which contained some complicated and indescribable expressions. His thin lips moved slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.
When school was over, Taozi's schoolbag hadn't been packed yet, and she heard Zhao Xue pushing her arm and saying excitedly: "Taozi, your husband is here to pick you up!!"
Taozi turned and looked outside the classroom. There was a figure in a white shirt standing in the corridor. The outline of his facial features was as perfect as a knife carving, and his fair and jade-like skin glowed with orange halo under the soft light of the setting sun.
Those dark and deep jade-like eyes are like a clear spring water, cool and transparent, making it impossible to see the emotions in them. His nose is straight and his thin lips are habitually pressed tightly. At this moment, casually
He leaned against the railing of the corridor. Just such a simple gesture turned the entire corridor into a beautiful scenery.
His eyes passed through the glass, bypassed the air, and landed directly on Tao Zi, as if there was no one else in the world except Tao Zi.
Ling Yun looked at Shen Mochen standing outside the classroom, and then at the way Tao Zi looked at him. He suddenly felt that the relationship between the two of them was like a complete and closed world. Separated by the transparent glass, although others could
You can see it, but you can't touch it, and you can't even enter it.
Taozi quickly stuffed all the books into her schoolbag and ran out of the classroom with her schoolbag in hand.
"Why are you here? Don't you wait for me to find you??" Taozi raised her head and looked at him. He seemed to have grown taller again. Taozi thought depressedly that although he had grown a lot taller this year, it seemed that something was wrong.
They can't even catch up to Shen Mochen's height.
"Let's go." Shen Mochen didn't answer, he just reached out and took Taozi's cold little hand, turned around and walked directly towards the stairs.
"Wow..." There was an exclamation of envy in the classroom behind them.
"Taozi, are you sure you want to dance "The Spirit of the Bird"?" Shen Mochen frowned and looked at her little hand lying in his palm, which was cold to the touch.
"I'm not sure." When this matter was mentioned, Taozi's fair little face immediately fell down, "Are you kidding? How can I dance such a difficult dance? It's a solo dance!! And
The arm movements are so complicated that if you’re not careful, it will look like you’re cramping!”
"I think so too." Shen Mochen rarely expressed his agreement with Taozi's words. He nodded slightly, looked at Taozi's sad expression, pulled her closer to him with interest, and whispered
Whispered in her ear: "Do you know what dance is suitable for you?"
