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Waiting in an empty classroom on the eighth floor of Lin Zhujin Dance Academy.

About 10 minutes later, Wen Ding came over.

He entered the door, glanced at Lin Zhujin, then took off his coat, and asked while changing his shoes, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Lin Zhujin shook his head: "I came early."

Wen Ding took out the tablet in the bag, opened it, clicked on the video and handed it to Lin Zhujin: "Take a look first, see if there is anything you are not satisfied with, and you can change it later, and tell me what you think."

From the beginning, Lin Zhujin became more startled the more he watched: "You also re-edited the part where I danced wildly back then?"

"It only takes up a small part. The one behind is my own. I heard it was improvised at the time. It's thanks to you that you can still recognize it after all these years." When Wen Ding said this, he didn't smile on his face, but his tone It didn't sound so serious, Lin Zhujin couldn't tell whether he was mocking or simply teasing.

"Have you finished watching? Let's jump for a while..." Wen Ding watched as the screen in Lin Zhujin's hand went black.

"What? Start dancing now?" Lin Zhujin asked.

"Why, do you have to wait until next year?" Wen Ding frowned.

Lin Zhujin ran to change his shoes without a temper, and the two of them spent the whole day in the dance room. The weather in November, the heating in the room was not turned on, and both of them looked like they were sweating profusely.

Lin Zhujin and him sat side by side on a cushion and drank water.

Then Lin Zhujin took out the tablet just now, and then pulled the progress bar back to the three-quarter position.

"Here, this action, can you do it again for me to see?"

Wen Ding was stunned for a moment, his eyes fluctuated, and then he stood up neatly.

After light and continuous strides on his toes, he turned sideways, then lowered his waist, straightened his toes, spun around, and closed his arms with one swing.

After watching it, Lin Zhujin said: "I used to like to connect the two movements like this, it's pretty similar."

Wen Ding stared at him, Lin Zhujin was stared at with horror, with a dazed expression on his face.

Wen Ding suddenly hooked the corner of his mouth: "How can it not be like what you taught."

He didn't usually make such an expression on his face, Lin Zhujin felt a "thump" in his heart when he saw it.

"I taught it? When did I teach it?" Lin Zhujin's face became more bewildered. He recalled the time when he practiced dancing last year, and he didn't say much to Wen Ding when he taught him He danced.

What's more, in Wending now, he can't teach at all.

"Mr. Lin is so forgetful, if you can't remember it, don't think about it." Wen Ding turned around, took his clothes, and went to the locker room.

Leaving Lin Zhujin sitting alone in the corner of the dance room with a turbulent expression on his face, after a long time, he finally returned to his seat in silence.

The cold war between Li Sichen and Lin Zhujin is not over yet. Although Lin Zhujin doesn't talk to him, he still picks him up on time. The child can't hold back anymore. He keeps watching Lin Zhujin hesitate to speak, and finally blushes , half a word did not collapse.

But today's Lin Zhujin didn't care about his expression, he picked him up and sent him in.He also went upstairs to change clothes, and came out again, remembering that it often rains at this time of year, he took another umbrella, and walked out in a hurry.

As soon as his footsteps landed in front of the door, he heard Li Chenyin's voice behind him: "You are in such a hurry, where are you going?"

Lin Zhujin froze for a moment, grabbed the umbrella in her hand, slowly turned around, and looked at Li Chenyin who seemed to be pregnant with a storm in his eyes on the second floor.

"Why didn't you go to the company today?" Lin Zhujin said dryly.

"I didn't go, so what? Where are you going?" Li Chenyin continued to question without leaving him any room.

Lin Zhujin took a breath and sighed. He looked at Li Chenyin, his tone softened, and he seemed to be begging: "I just... have a look, nothing else."

Li Chenyin's heavy eyes seemed to overwhelm him, but he sounded slow, but he said words without any room for maneuver: "If you go out today, you won't have to come back later."

Lin Zhujin seemed to be choked by this sentence, and he was emotionally unstable: "No..., no, you won't do this, you said you won't drive me away again, Abandon me again." He looked at Li Chenyin in disbelief.

"Yes, as I said, there are many vacant rooms in Li's house, you can live there, but I won't be with you anymore." Standing on the second floor, he looked down at Lin Zhu who was standing at the door with stiff limbs. Jin, no longer cared about what kind of feelings his words would bring to Lin Zhujin.

Lin Zhujin was in a daze, and his mind was in chaos. What do you mean, live here, but not together anymore?Won't you hug yourself to sleep again?No more kisses?No more hugs?

How is that different from throwing yourself away again?

After Li Chenyin said this, she turned and went back to the bedroom.

Lin Zhujin stood at the door without moving. He turned around and put his hand on the door, but he couldn't push it open.

He froze his movements like a statue, and after about 10 minutes, he dropped the umbrella and went upstairs.

He saw Li Chenyin sitting by the bed in the bedroom. He walked over, knelt down, and held his hand. His eyes were sad: "In the past...it was fine in the past, but it was just one day. of."

Li Chenyin shook his hand away, and he grabbed Lin Zhujin's collar, with hatred bursting out in his eyes: "I used to be patient, I will always be patient, and let you be with me for so many years! I sleep together, but I want to call other men's names, and let you trample and squander my feelings!"

He grabbed Lin Zhujin's collar and pulled him closer, lifting his upper body up. He stared at Lin Zhujin with red eyes: "You tell me, how long will I have to endure it? Last year It's the fifth year, this year is the sixth year, and next year is the seventh year! To the next tenth year! No. 20 years! Do you want to treat me like this for the rest of your life!"

Tears welled up in his eyes, as if thousands of needles had been pierced into his chest, and he was held in the palm of others, in extreme pain, he suppressed a low growl: "How can you be so cruel! You let me be with you so Many years! But I have always been lonely like a person!"

Lin Zhujin stared at his tears in a daze, hitting her face, Li Chenyin let go of his collar, Lin Zhujin fell to the ground, and leaned over to his lap again, he stretched out his hand, wiped His tears, his tone was extremely flustered: "Don't cry, don't cry, okay... I won't go, don't cry..."

He went to grab Li Chenyin's hand, pressed his hand on his face in a panic, and said, "Don't be angry... just hit me...I beg you...don't cry, you Hit me, calm down."

Li Chenyin stood up, and he pushed Lin Zhujin away who was on top of him. He said decisively, with a hoarse voice: "I won't hit you anymore, I don't want to touch you, you can go if you want."

"I thought you would change. I was wrong. You will always be like this. You don't cherish what you don't want. I'm so naive."

"I won't care about you anymore." He stepped out and walked out.

Lin Zhujin stumbled up and went to chase him.

Li Chenyin entered the study, Lin Zhujin followed, and was pushed out by him again, he didn't hold back, he said he didn't want to see him again, Lin Zhujin's back hit the wall of the corridor, and his shoulder blades ached numbness.

He heard a clear sound of locking the door from inside, but he still stubbornly leaned on the door again, calling Li Chenyin's name in a begging voice.

Lin Zhujin was there knocking on the door, begging him over and over again, and finally crying: "I change..., I really change..., I beg you, Li Chenyin... , don't do this, don't do this to me..."

"Open...open the door, let me see if you can do it..., I really won't go..., I won't go in the future..., you... trust me again Ok..."

But that night, that door did not open again.

At this time, Lin Zhujin made no difference whether he went back to their bedroom or not.

Because no matter it was in front of the locked study room or the empty and cold bedroom, without Li Chenyin, he would never be able to fall asleep.