Met You in the Most Beautiful Years [105] I am alone in the dance classroom
Being so close, Ye Hehuan smelled the light scent of soap and probably guessed that Yu Zhongxiao had just come here after taking a shower.
The body that has been bathed exudes the masculinity that is unique to men. It is warm and the charm that is revealed inadvertently is even more fascinating.
I saw him wearing training clothes, the fabric was a bit thick, and I suddenly wanted to ask him if he was warm.
What she didn't know was that Yu Zhongxiao didn't answer the call, and she didn't answer the call when he came back. He thought something had happened to her, so he just picked up the coat hanging by his head and came over.
There were trees nearby, and the light was dim, so he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but being alone with Yu Zhongxiao made Ye Hehuan feel inexplicably embarrassed, even though there was still a little sweetness in his heart.
Maybe he still hasn't fully adapted to the fact that the two of them are together.
As if she suddenly remembered something, she let go of his stiff training clothes: "I'm going back to the dormitory, you wait for me."
After saying that, he ran to the door of the dormitory building, and the cheerful slender figure disappeared into the hall.
Yu Zhongxiao stood next to the locust tree, with Ye Hehuan's happy little face as he passed by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the dormitory still printed in his mind. He looked up at the brightly lit dormitories, but in fact he didn't quite understand why he was so careless.
to find her.
He didn't know if this was the feeling of love that Yao Lie had mentioned before. Although the two of them kept in touch for a day, he couldn't help but want to meet her in person. This feeling seemed to be deeper than falling in love. Seventeen
When I was eight years old, I had no vague feelings for the opposite sex. It should be a stage that all men will go through. By the age of twenty-three or four, all emotions seem to pass by without a trace and will no longer be easily exposed.
Now that he is thirty years old, he clearly feels an unprecedented fierce emotion surging in his heart, dominating his brain and body, making him become less and less like himself.
However, it was only for a woman that he felt this way. He didn't resist it, and even... was happy with it.
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Ye Hehuan ran into the dormitory and rummaged around on her desk. The excessive movement caused other people to turn their heads to look at her.
"What are you looking for?" Duck asked her while biting the spicy strips.
Ye Hehuan found something in the storage box, held it and exhaled with relief, said "nothing" and opened the door and went out.
Ma Ningning also said behind her: "Who are you going to see in such a hurry!"
"Qin Shousheng!" Ye Hehuan had no choice but to lie, fearing that they would become suspicious and go to the balcony to look around. By the time they finished speaking, they had already gone down the stairs.
Rushing down the last step of the stairwell, she suddenly stopped again. As if she thought of something, she turned her head and took a look at the window on the door of the power supply room next to her. She grabbed her long, somewhat unkempt hair a few times to make sure she was no longer well-groomed.
After asking the question, he took off his slippers and ran out.
As soon as she walked out of the dormitory door, Yu Zhongxiao's figure came into her sight.
He was leaning against the thick locust tree, holding a mobile phone in his right hand, looking down at it, quite intently, not knowing what he was looking at.
Ye Hehuan deliberately walked lightly and crept closer, hoping to scare him.
After walking a few steps, the sole of her right foot suddenly tightened, causing her to gasp in pain. Even though it was a subtle movement, Yu Zhongxiao had already raised his head to catch it.
Standing there awkwardly, Ye Hehuan's face began to heat up.
She didn't dare to move because it hurt so much. She didn't dare to throw off her slippers on the road, sit on the ground and touch her feet.
Yu Zhongxiao put away his phone without leaving a trace, walked to her side, and noticed her slightly pale face: "What's wrong?"
"It seems like the soles of my feet... are cramped." Ye Hehuan wished he could open a crack in the ground and get in.
As soon as he finished speaking, his feet suddenly hung in the air.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made her immediately reach out to grab something that could keep her balance. When she reacted, Ye Hehuan had already hugged him horizontally, and her two arms were hanging on his shoulder blades. As he moved,
The palms of his hands were pressed tightly against the tense muscles of his back through his training uniform.
"is it here?"
Sitting on the bench, Ye Hehuan's face suddenly turned red when he heard Yu Zhongxiao's question, but he still gave a vague hum.
Yu Zhongxiao squatted in front of her. Ye Hehuan couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see a twirl on the top of his head. His hair was very black and short. The texture of his hair looked hard. He didn't know how it felt to the touch.
Like this, her right foot was being wrapped by his dry and warm hands and resting on his half-kneeling leg.
There was a swelling in the depression on the sole of her foot.
Yu Zhongxiao lowered his eyes and massaged around the 'bundle' with his long and strong fingers, gently but without losing strength, looking very serious.
Ye Hehuan clasped the chair with her hands behind her back, and the delicate skin on her feet touched his rough palms and fingertips. It was not uncomfortable. On the contrary, she felt very comfortable, and the soreness in her soles gradually disappeared as he rubbed it.
During the pinching movement, her toes couldn't help but curl up, as if showing a shy emotion.
"How do you feel now?" Yu Zhongxiao raised his head and asked her.
Ye Hehuan nodded hurriedly.
He didn't put her foot back into the slipper immediately, as if he was worried, he continued to squeeze it for a while.
Through the street lights, Ye Hehuan quietly watched the man massaging him, unable to express the emotion in his heart at the moment, as if anything he said was superfluous.
She suddenly stretched out her hand in front of him: "Give me your phone."
Yu Zhongxiao looked up again, looking at her pretending to be arrogant, and there seemed to be a faint smile in his eyes, very shallow and gentle: "What do you want to do?"
"Are you going to give it to me?" She asked instead without answering, and then moved her hand forward.
"..."
Yu Zhongxiao answered directly with practical actions.
He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his training pants and placed it in her hand, then lowered his head to massage her, without any hesitation in the whole process.
The phone case still carries his warmth, making it warm.
Ye Hehuan slowly put away his mobile phone and hummed: "You just gave it to me, aren't you afraid that I will peek into the phone?"
"There should be nothing that interests you." Yu Zhongxiao's tone was very calm.
"Why are you so sure I'm not interested?"
She said this, but the corners of her mouth turned up. If a man shows you his phone without saying a word, it at least shows that he is not wary of you. If it were her, she wouldn't want others to look through her phone casually. She couldn't bear it.
Then he asked again: "Hey, when someone asks for something from you, do you just give it to them so casually?"
"No." Yu Zhongxiao's low and casual voice emerged in her ears through the dark night: "It depends on who the person I want is."
Sweet bubbles arose in Ye Hehuan's heart, she bit her lip to hold back laughter, wrinkled her nose, and then opened the back cover of her phone.
In fact, she never thought of checking his cell phone.
He took out the pendant doll from his pocket and hung it on his mobile phone skillfully. This action seemed to have been practiced many times before.
…
Yu Zhongxiao only felt something flickering in front of his eyes. Out of the keen sense of a soldier, he subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a cute and naive wooden doll.
The girl's smug voice followed closely: "Isn't it cute?"
As he spoke, Ye Hehuan took out his mobile phone and placed it side by side with his. Two pendant dolls were dangling in the air: "I won the lottery a few days ago. It's of no use leaving it alone anyway. The male one belongs to me, and the female one belongs to me."
gave it to you."
Before he could speak, she added semi-threateningly: "You're not allowed to take it down without my permission, you know?"
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Yu Zhongxiao didn't stay long. He left and returned to Mingxuan Pavilion not long after he rubbed her feet.
As they walked up the stairs, Ye Hehuan remembered that she hadn't told him about the dance at the art performance yet. He turned to look through the window at the door and saw that Yu Zhongxiao had already left.
I can't help but feel a little disappointed.
But when she thought that he didn't take off the pendant on his mobile phone, and even put away the mobile phone with acquiescence, she felt as if honey was stirred in her heart.
Before turning off the lights and going to bed, Ye Hehuan couldn't help but send a text message to Yu Zhongxiao, telling him that the entertainment committee had asked him to dance "Swan Lake" on stage on the evening of the 28th.
He quickly replied - [Your Entertainment Committee is very good at selecting people]
Looking at this message, Ye Hehuan felt as if a hot spring was gushing out from the bottom of his heart. It was so warm that all the anxiety and nervousness disappeared.
Why did you think he was arrogant and boring before? In fact, he is still very good at making girls happy...
A sweet smile appeared on Ye Hehuan's lips, but the content of his reply was very depressing.
[I haven’t practiced ballet for many years, what should I do if I don’t dance well? (┬＿┬)]
The phone vibrated with a 'buzz'.
【Then let everyone close their eyes o(n_n)o】
Old men can also express emotions!
Ye Hehuan felt that her mood when she saw the eighth wonder of the world was just like this, so she immediately turned back - [Don't steal my expression~(*￣︿￣)]
【Okay o(n_n)o】
Ye Hehuan suddenly wanted to roll on the bed, how could he be so cute? He couldn't imagine that a serious and old-fashioned man would know the expression library. If he made this expression, would it be more adorable?
The phone screen lit up again, it was Yu Zhongxiao’s second text message - [It’s late, let’s take a rest]
Ye Hehuan carefully turned over and lay on the bed to reply to him.
[Did you secretly take that pendant doll? If I knew you bullied her, hum~o(￣ヘ￣o#)】
[If you want her to be well, just sleep]
The old man even knew how to threaten her~ Ye Hehuan pursed her lips, but couldn't control the spread of her smile - [I'll give her to you, do you like it?]
【Um】
It became an old man's reply again.
Ye Hehuan stuck out her tongue at the screen, feeling more and more tired. She lay on her back, holding the phone on her chest with both hands, looking at the dark ceiling, and the traces of sweetness spread to her limbs, as if
There is no cure...
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This sweetness continues to ferment in the following days.
Apart from the military training, Ye Hehuan began to be busy with the rehearsal of "Swan Lake", the performance of the performance that night. "Swan Lake" is supposed to be a dance between a man and a woman, but because they really couldn't choose a boy who can dance ballet, the entertainment committee didn't know in the end.
Where can I find a girl with an androgynous appearance to fill the gap?
For Ye Hehuan, this arrangement was a relief. In fact, she did not want to let a strange man touch and hug her on stage.
After all, there was Yu Zhongxiao sitting under the stage.
…
One night, Qin Shousheng came to the dance studio to see her, carrying a bag of duck necks. He poked his head at the door and saw that the person holding her up was a woman. He burst out laughing on the spot.
The girl who played the role of 'prince' glared at him fiercely, took her bag, wiped her sweat with a towel and left.
"Holy crap, you don't even have a male dancer in your courtyard, and you're here to do this trick of a woman disguising herself as a man!"
Ye Hehuan didn't bother to talk to him, so he squeezed him from the middle of the bench to the edge, unscrewed the pure water bottle and drank water. He smelled the aroma of sauce, and didn't show politeness to Qin Shousheng. He just picked up the duck neck with his hands and ate it, and drank it when he was full.
Satisfied, she drove Qin Shousheng out again, saying nicely: "Don't interfere with my dancing."
Qin Shousheng was carrying half a bag of garbage and was about to go downstairs when the door of the dance studio suddenly opened again.
Ye Hehuan leaned out half of his body: "Let me ask you, are there no training tonight?"
"Train, what are you doing?"
Ye Hehuan probably knew that he had sneaked over again, and pursed his lips: "I'm not doing anything, just asking." Then he closed the door of the dance studio tightly.
Qin Shousheng snorted disdainfully and left the gymnasium humming a song.
In the huge dance studio, there were clear mirrors on all sides. Ye Hehuan sat on the edge, hesitated again and again, and took out his mobile phone from his bag.
She sent a text message to Yu Zhongxiao - [I am alone in the dance studio, do you want to come over? ]
…
When Yu Zhongxiao received the message, he and Zhang Ji were squatting behind a tree in the corner of the playground, smoking, and the faint green smoke curled up into the night.
The movement of "squatting" is hard to avoid being described as "vulgar" when performed by men.
But when it comes to these two tall young officers, not only does it not feel inconsistent at all, but it makes the toughness unique to soldiers feel a little more comfortable. They are wearing military shirts, military trousers, and shirts.
With his sleeves rolled up high, he watched the training on the playground and occasionally said a few words.
Occasionally, a passing girl couldn't help but look back when she was far away. If she caught another glance from the corner of their eyes, she would immediately turn red and run away.
The little girl was very attracted to her, but the thirty-year-old man didn't take it to heart.
"I've been saying this for so long, don't you really plan to go back to Fengcheng?" Zhang Ji said sincerely.
He came to University B simply because he was entrusted by others. Mrs. Yu didn't go home for two weeks after seeing her son. She didn't tell him about the blind date she arranged for him. She couldn't even meet him in person. She knew that her son was close to Zhang Ji.
, so he found Zhang Jilai as a lobbyist.
Seeing that Yu Zhongxiao remained silent, Zhang Ji sighed: "Actually, I think my aunt is right. We have to meet each other to decide whether we are suitable. As for whether we are suitable, we will know after getting along with each other. I heard that the girl has a very good reputation.
Now I am also working as a civilian in the army, so I am a good match for you."
"My aunt said that the other party also knew about your situation and said she didn't mind. The girl's father likes you very much and wishes you could become his son-in-law immediately."
Yu Zhongxiao took a puff of cigarette, but remained indifferent to these words, without even raising his eyelids.
"Okay, I see what I said was in vain." Zhang Ji also knew his temper. If he didn't like it, he didn't like it. Even ten cows couldn't pull him. He didn't try to persuade him anymore, but after a while he suddenly said:
"I heard that Han Jingqiu gave birth to a son, is it true?"
"Well." Yu Zhongxiao looked ahead through the blurred smoke: "If my mother comes to see you again, you can tell her that I am very satisfied with the current situation and do not plan to make any adjustments for the time being."
Zhang Ji thought he was still thinking about Han Jingqiu: "That woman is really not good at all. Don't think about guarding her for the rest of your life!"
While the two were talking, the mobile phone in Yu Zhongxiao's pocket buzzed and vibrated twice.
He took it out, looked at it, and then tapped on the keyboard with his fingers. Zhang Ji next to him couldn't help but look over: "Can I see you if I have anything?"
Yu Zhongxiao did not deny it. He stood up, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, and turned to look at Zhang Ji: "I won't send you off. Please drive carefully on the road."
"Okay, go get busy." Zhang Ji dusted off his pants and said.
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Yu Zhongxiao did not go directly to the gymnasium next to the playground.
He came up from the stands, went downhill and smoked a cigarette on the Nanyuan side, and then went to the stadium along the sparsely populated path of Nanyuan.
At eight o'clock in the evening, there was no one in the gymnasium, but the lights were on all the way.
Yu Zhongxiao looked at the directional map on the first floor and knew that the dance studio was on the second floor. When he went upstairs, he found that the entire floor was filled with dance studios. Just as he was wondering if he should really go through each one, he heard the sound of the door lock turning from the opposite side.
He couldn't help but look over and saw a little head coming out from behind the door.
"Hey! Here~" Ye Hehuan had been paying attention to the movement outside for a long time, and when he heard the footsteps, he immediately came to open the door.
Her long hair is tied high into a bun, revealing her beautiful forehead and plump forehead. Her small face is white and rosy, her neck is slender, and her collarbones are distinct. She is wearing a light green dance top and a black skirt under her silver dance skirt.
Underwear, the whole person looks delicate and beautiful under the light.
