Beautiful Time With You

Sometimes, the luck of life is like Cinderella borrowing dance shoes. Whenever I think that I am gorgeously transformed, but I dance with the prince, my dream is broken by the twelve o'clock. Can only escape from the dance floor in a frivolous manner, envy and applause all turned into an instant bubble.

Perhaps, without the love of the prince, Cinderella is still that Cinderella, and the **** of decline is still a veritable **** of decline.

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On campus culture festival, heavy rain turns to cloudy, avoid performing. Lucky thing: sweets from childhood.

In the elegant music, a group of girls in white dance clothes are dancing under the stage lights. Every movement of Luo Qinge is cautious, because she hopes her grace and dance will knock someone's atrium offstage.

The only thing that this young girl bathed in the light still doesn't know is that the ballet that some people like is just a specific ballet. Even if you try hard to get involved, you won't be able to become that special existence.

Lu Yibai sat in the front row of outstanding student seats. His gaze had never left Lin Xingchen. Even the more shy Lin found that she was being stared by Lu Yibai, the more intense Lu Yibai stared.

When did you become so bad? Lu Yibai shook his head in his heart, he didn't know, maybe he was a bit bad.

Lin Xingchen had a gentle and pure smile, eyes full of elegance and no care, but he already wanted to find Lu Yibai after the show.

"Can you really wear such thin and light clothes?"

"Dancing is so worn."

Shameful clothes, shameful dances, shameful gaze, shameful pretense and elegance, everything, makes Lin Xingchen feel that he is sitting right in front of Lu Yibai's performance, as if he was getting up and putting on his clothes by mistake Embarrassment.

Gradually, she suddenly felt something was wrong under her feet.

Why are shoes getting looser? No, there was something wrong in the beginning, and the size was a bit big. Finished, wouldn't it be confusing dance shoes with other students?

The music was suddenly heated up, and a little swan wearing only white dance clothes kicked his legs vigorously and turned in circles. At this moment, a scene that was enough to be recorded in history happened.

When a little **** the stage flew a foot, her dancing shoes fell into the audience like meteors.

"Wow ~"

In an instant, the field was boiling. After someone was hit in the head by the dancing shoes and a screaming sound came, there was a row of laughter in a certain area under the field.

Lin Xingchen panicked, her face instantly turned red to the color of pig liver, and even when she saw the whole auditorium laughed, her tears almost fell out.

But when she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in the pit, she suddenly caught a clean and gentle smile.

Squad leader?

Under the audience, Lu Yibai smiled shallowly, his eyes full of encouragement and tenderness that could not be concealed. When everyone was talking about it, he alone remained calm and out of tune, even applauding the strong on the stage.

Lin Xingchen swallowed a spit, although her body was like a lead, she wanted to stop and want to escape, but under the hot and warm gaze, she clenched her teeth and continued the dance until the end .

After the curtain call, the students still gave warm and even warmer applause. There is finally an interesting laugh in the uninnovative literary and artistic program, which makes people laugh.

"Thanks to the students in the first three classes of high school for the dance we brought to us, next ..."

Watching the girls on the stage hurried out, the "lucky boy" who was hit by the dance shoes picked up the dance shoes that were regarded as a joke by the people around him. The male student next to him joked: "Wow, you are just The lucky one hit by embroidered shoes! "

"Go to you!" The boy showed a bad handsome smile and turned his head to ask the classmates behind him: "Hey, classmate, do you know who the classmate who just jumped off the dance shoes was in the first three classes? "

The girls in the back row widened their eyes in unison and saw that the boys in front of them were so handsome. With sharp traces of brows that were unique to bad students, the girls reacted and rushed to answer.

"Okay ... It seems to be called Lin Xingchen, whose nickname is bad and notorious."

"Ah, yes. Didn't I jump off my dancing shoes today? I also heard that she would drag people down in their class, and pouring water would scare the drinking fountain."

"thank you."

"Classmate, which class are you from?"

"Han Cao of Class 8 doesn't even know Zhang Haotian, don't ask, you are so embarrassing ..."

The boys ignored the questions and comments of the girls and turned around.

Depression? Is there such an interesting person in our grade? The boy deliberately put the dance shoes in his schoolbag and began to watch the performance on the stage casually.

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On the roof, a pure white figure was wiped with tears. There was only one shoe on her feet, and she stumbled to make the socks ragged.

"You really are here."

An unexpected sound suddenly came from the quiet place, which made Lin Xingchen immediately stop crying.

"Class ... monitor, why are you here? Don't you want to accompany the leader and the teacher to watch the show?"

Lu Yibai put Lin Xingchen in the shoe cabinet and took out Lin Xingchen's Yun Gong shoes, and squatted down next to Lin Xingchen: "It doesn't matter if you don't watch other programs, I know the teacher and the leader without you."

Hearing Lu Yibai's words, Lin Xingchen suddenly laughed, and with a broken smile, the warmth of her body and mind also made her nostrils burst into a snot bubble.

"Boom, woo ..."

Seeing losing face again, or losing face in front of such a bad element as Lu Yibai, Lin Xingchen cried even more sad. Lu Yi held his forehead silently, always feeling that the girl in front of him was too pitiful, but really stupid enough to be saved.

"You just saw nothing."

"Okay, I didn't really see anything." Lu Yibai squatted beside Lin Xingchen with a smile, curled up with her in the corner of the rooftop, "I only saw my but a little stupid , At the same table that performed very well today. "

"Woo ... very good? Are you sure you want to mock me?"

"Really. Very good."

Lu Yibai's answer is light and simple, but the voice is soft to the extreme, just like the magic that can heal all the restlessness in the world, making people change from sadness to peace of mind. As if at that moment, Lin Xingchen really believed that as he said, he performed very well.

"Everyone will encounter unexpected accidents, but not everyone can cope with the difficulties like you. So even if some classmates are laughing at the beginning, but finally watching your efforts, after the performance, the whole audience Applauding. "

Lin Xingchen finally wiped his tears and raised his head, no longer crying, just choked one by one, like a stray cat who had been grieved.

Obviously it was a failure, but the squad leader described it as a meritorious and courageous merit. Such heart-warming comfort made Lin Xingchen's mood more complicated.

Because she knew that she was not so brave. If she did not see Lu Yibai ’s encouragement in the audience ’s eyes, she would not be able to persevere. She might cry with a sad face, forget all her movements, or even give up halfway, running down the stage like a Cinderella in full shape . That way, she is destined to really become a permanent joke?

"Hey, no one feels worse than me in this world."

"But you didn't find that after meeting me, you are much better?"

"Hey?" Lin Xingchen was suddenly stunned. "Okay ... it seems to be right."

Lu Yibai looked at the scenery under the roof with some vicissitudes and said, "Because of someone's bad luck, I shared it. It was the day before the school started that I caught the thief on the bus, but someone tightened my tie. I stepped on it, or did I start from the first day of school when someone apparently splashed soy milk but gave it to an innocent classmate ... "

Lin Xingchen laughed embarrassingly, poked her finger down, recalling the original greenness and embarrassment, she wanted to find a ground seam again.

"Sorry……"

Lu Yi froze for a moment and poked Lin Xingchen's small head: "Are you stupid, I am teasing you."

"Hey, hey!" Lin Xingchen sucked his nose and raised a standard smirk.

"Okay, it's not too early. Let's stay a little longer and we will hear some gossip. Do you know that the rooftop is the place for secret dating?"

Lin Xingchen stood upright straight in an instant, ignoring the tears on his right cheek that had not been wiped cleanly, and said firmly: "There can be no scandal between me and you."

"Is it?" Lu Yibai wiped away the remaining tears with a tissue, and then pulled out a somewhat familiar candy from his pocket. "Eat a candy, sweet, you will feel that everything will be fine. "

After taking the "antique" candy that only Lu Yibai could buy, Lin Xingchen politely peeled the sugar paper and put it in his mouth. The nostalgic touch of sweetness instantly stirred in the mouth, turning into warmth and settled down.

Lu Yibai did not leave, he just turned a corner quietly and leaned on the door of the stairs, waiting for Lin Xingchen.

In this way, the two people couldn't see each other, which gave Lin Xingchen its own space, but the silent companion was firmly in the heart of the two people.

A bit familiar, a bit sweet ...

The wind blew gently, and Lin Xingchen's eyes suddenly flashed a bright light.

She remembered it, a story that happened when she was a child because her eyes were going to the hospital: on a rainy day when she was separated from her parents, she was also a boy who looked very clean and beautiful, and gave herself a A piece of sugar with the same taste.

"Eating sugar, sweet, you will feel that everything will be fine."

Is it really a coincidence?

Lin Xingchen rushed to Lu Yibai's face, and saw his eyes seemed to have drifted far and far. It's just that the boy I met as a kid definitely didn't have the cool and sad temperament that Lu Yibai was now.

It should not be him. However, even if it was him, how could he remember his appearance at that time?

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