God, do you need a boyfriend who can dance?

If it is now, everyone will probably praise Meng Jizhi's fashionable hair color at that time.

Because he was still young at that time, and he thought that children who grew up would always do things that they didn't usually do.Like dyeing your hair.

So Meng Jizhi dyed a color that he thought was very special and beautiful at the time, which was similar to grandma's gray.

It is still different from the Shamat that was popular at the time.It's normal for Xu Tingzhou not to remember himself. Meng Jizhi clutched his chest, feeling his heart ache.

The storyteller still kept saying, "You didn't see me very much, most of my time here was spent teaching Ruan Yutong, and your time was spent dancing, so I can often see the garden in the villa in you."

Xu Tingzhou was a little ashamed. He had danced classical dance for many years and felt that he was very immortal, like a fairy in the sky, such as Wang Ziqiao and the like.It seems to be really easy to achieve enlightenment and immortality.

Xu Tingzhou remembered Ruan Yutong, another little relative who came with him, the grandfather who was the head of the Ruan family, the middle-aged housekeeper, and Yutong's tutor.

But only the impression of this teacher is too vague, and even the face is not well remembered.

At that time, Meng Jizhi had long bangs on his forehead like Shamat, so most of his face was covered, and it was normal not to remember it at all.

"I will also go to the dance studio to watch you dance. I will be close to you at that time, and I will talk to you."

Xu Tingzhou retrieved from the messy memory, it seems that there really is such a person.

At that time, one of the big reasons why he fell out with his family was dancing.He likes to dance, so he wants to go for it.

So I signed up for the competition, and as long as I won the competition, I would only take this path in the future, and I would not consider cultural issues.

But the family disagreed with life and death, because learning art is originally learned by those who are not good at learning, as long as people with good grades, they will not think about it.

But there are still some people, they like to paint, they like to dance, they want to go to a good art school, but because of family reasons, they can't go to it at all.

Xu Tingzhou's family conditions are not bad, but his parents' ideas tend to be old.This kind of behavior that deviates from the practice of most people must not get the consent of parents.

So Xu Tingzhou took this opportunity to leave home.

He nodded, but he didn't remember what Meng Jizhi said to him at that time.

"You call me Teacher Xiaomeng, do you remember?"

At that time, Xu Tingzhou was still a little shy when he started dancing, and he secretly danced alone in the garden.

When he got to the dance room, he found that there was often a person who would watch him dance.

"Who are you, why are you watching me dance?"

"I'm not watching you dance." The man had a lot of hair on his forehead and kept it covered, which made him look cooler.

But this man has a nice voice.

Xu Tingzhou only remembered this.

"You are here to watch me dance now, do you mean I can't dance well?"

"No, I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at a fairy dancing."

"Fairy?"

At first Xu Tingzhou didn't realize that he was being mentioned, but he understood in an instant, "I'm not a fairy, although I really want to be a fairy."

This man then becomes his audience, the only audience.

Whatever Xu Tingzhou dances, he watches.

Most of the time, the two of them didn't communicate or chat, just watched and danced together.

Every day Xu Tingzhou is actually imprinted in Meng Jizhi's pupils.

But at that time, Meng Jizhi didn't realize at all why he paid so much attention to this kid who loved to dance.

Later, he thought, it was probably because this young man was too chic and persistent.What he wants, he will definitely fight for.And since he was so many years older than him, he only dared to secretly dye his hair when he graduated.

In the family on weekdays, the tutoring is strict. Every time the grade must reach a certain score, everything must be done to the extreme. No sound is allowed when eating, and snoring is not allowed when sleeping.

Now that he is older, he is no longer so strict, but at that time Meng Jizhi wanted to resist. Like Xu Tingzhou, he wanted to resist his family, but he was powerless.

Xu Tingzhou is going to compete, this is his last day of practice.

But before that, he had already received a very bad news.For this competition, No.1 has already been decided by default.

No matter how well Xu Tingzhou dances, he will not be ranked.He gritted his teeth and practiced over and over again.

Not reconciled, how can you be reconciled?As long as he passed this time, he would have a reason to learn dancing.

But the reality is so cruel.

Although the rumor was not known to be true, he still wanted to give it a try.

Yutong is also here, she hasn't left the bedroom for a long time, but this time she wants to see her brother Ting Zhou.

"Brother Ting Zhou, you will succeed, and I will bless you." She made a prayer pose. This little girl who was supposed to go to junior high school could not go to school because of her illness, and could only stay at home every day and could not go to school. Strenuous exercise.

But she wanted to move, to dance with other people, to play nice music.She wants to play with the children in the same class, only in the campus, she is also happy.

But now brother Ting Zhou is unhappy, so she has to work hard to make brother Ting Zhou happy.

"Brother is fine."

Xu Tingzhou held her thin hand and decided that he still had to fight for it.

Meng Jizhi was standing behind Ruan Yutong at that time. He liked to admire the beauty of the young man. He always felt that at that time, he had the determination to fight to the death, but the dancing movements were poignant and desperation.

I don't know if it was his delusion.

In the end he just said one word, come on.

The teenager went to the competition and didn't come for several days.Ruan Yutong also asked, where is my brother Ting Zhou?

Whenever this happened, Meng Jizhi thought of that young man who was dressed like a fairy and floated into the garden with small steps.His dancing posture is light, even with a little unconscious charm, standing among the flowers and making the flowers wither.

Miss him a little.

When Meng Jizhi thought of this, he was shocked by himself.Why would he want someone of the same sex?What the hell is he doing?

He didn't wait for the boy to come back, so he went back first.

Lied that I had something to do during this time.

This is really clumsy, but there is no way, Meng Jizhi feels as if there is a deviation in his thinking.

Simply his family can give him a lot of help.

A family that provided him with enough surface to read.After he went back, he consulted a lot of materials and books, and then he realized something, as if he had entered a new world.

Ruan Yutong quickly called him. On the phone, she said excitedly that her brother Ting Zhou came back. Although he won No.2, he was only a little short of No.1.

Meng Jizhi asked her, who is No.1, how could it overwhelm her favorite brother Ting Zhou?

The little girl snorted angrily, "I heard that this kind of beautiful dance must be danced by girls to look better. Whose fallacy is this? If it were me, I would definitely give Brother Ting Zhou the first place."

"Okay, okay, your brother Tingzhou must be number one."

Ruan Yutong proudly said that it was natural.So I went to coax Xu Tingzhou.

Meng Jizhi thought a lot.About myself, about Xu Tingzhou.

He felt as if he had been poisoned by this young man, and even if he didn't see him for a few days, he still missed him very much.

How is this boy doing now?Have you been overwhelmed by this reality?In fact, learning culture is more useful.But a person's life still has to be decided by himself, so that he will not regret it in the future.

When Ruan Yutong called again to ask him when he would go home, Meng Jizhi hesitated.

He wants to go, he wants to see Xu Tingzhou.

Although up to now, it took Xu Tingzhou a long time to react when he saw him, and then he said hello, "Teacher Xiao Meng."

Meng Jizhi wondered if he still didn't know his name.I guess I don't know.But it doesn't matter, as long as he is still there, as long as he can still see Xu Tingzhou, it will be fine.

He admitted that he liked the young man Xu Tingzhou in his heart.As for how much I like it, I don't know.

He likes to watch the young man dancing, like him in the spacious and bright dance room, suddenly look back, turn around and ask him, "Am I dancing well? The movements here are natural and unnatural?"

I like him doing basic exercises on tiptoe in the garden, he likes everything.

He has seen his posture too much, and it has been deeply imprinted in his mind.

So he decided to go back.

He is a decisive person, and now that he has made up his mind, he starts immediately.

The Ruan family is still the same, the flowers in the garden seem to be more blooming.

Ruan Yutong was still sitting in her bedroom, holding the book in her hand and reading it attentively. She cried out happily when she saw Meng Jizhi.

"Teacher Meng."

After Meng Jizhi settled the girl down, he went to the garden by himself. No one was there.

Go to the dance studio again, still no one.

He suddenly fell into a huge panic, where is the young man?Where did he go?Will he leave without saying goodbye like him? He didn't realize until now that he knew nothing about Xu Tingzhou except for one name.No family background, no contact information, nothing at all.

The most important thing is that he has not yet entered high school.

Meng Jizhi's faith collapsed across the board, and he doubted himself.

It has nothing to do with this boy, it must be his own fault.The boy practiced dance hard every day and pursued his own ideals, but he was thinking about something else.It must be his fault for mistaking this closeness for the germs of emotion.

In the afternoon, he went to the dance studio again and found the boy inside.

The setting sun cast a faint golden light, he didn't disturb the boy, but just watched quietly at the door for a while.

What was playing in the room was a slow tune of Guqin music, and Xu Tingzhou was dancing to the tune quietly, with a charming and lovely posture.

When spinning, the clothes on his body fluttered, as if he was about to fly away.

He saluted in Meng Jizhi's direction, and then walked over, stepping on dance steps.

He circled Meng Jizhi in a circle, his hands moving non-stop, graceful and graceful like a beauty without makeup, making people fall in love with her.

But then he bypassed him and did his movements, raising his feet high, and then suddenly sat on the ground again, like a phoenix, with its proud head lowered, perched on the plane tree.

Finally, after finishing a set of moves, he stopped in the middle of the dance room, just like the previous few days.

"I'm leaving."

"what?"

Meng Jizhi was surprised, he never thought that the first one to leave was this boy instead.The summer vacation is not over yet, why leave so soon.

He has no reason to keep him, let alone interfere with other people's actions.

To Xu Tingzhou, he is at best a background board.At most a spectator.

A couple of words can be said once in a while, and nothing else.

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and my family won't let me dance here. It seems that I won't have the chance to dance in the future."

"How could this be?" Meng Jizhi felt sad, not only because of the boy's departure, but also because of his current attitude, as if there was no light in his eyes.Dancing can be said to be his life. Without dancing in the future, how should a teenager live?

"Can you tell your family that you can dance as a hobby?"

The teenager shook his head, "I don't want that, it's disrespectful to dancing."

Meng Jizhi didn't understand his love for dancing, but he couldn't say anything more.

He felt bored, but he still said, "I hope you can persevere. After all, it is not easy for a person to love one thing, and it is even more difficult to persevere."

Xu Tingzhou nodded, "Then goodbye."

Meng Jizhi also nodded, "Goodbye."

It has been so many years since this goodbye, and they are no longer who they used to be.

Meng Jizhi didn't know if he remembered himself. Xu Tingzhou was under too much pressure at that time, and he was just a child. There is a fever.

After he recovered, he decided not to mention that he wanted to dance again.Apart from my usual habits and personality, I seem to be a different person when it comes to dancing.

These are what Meng Ji heard later.

Maybe it was because of that illness, or maybe it was because the young man deliberately forgot, and even wiped out his memory.

What competition, what dance, is no longer his pursuit and belief.

He picked up the book, buried his head in the book, and finally went to a big university, and also learned a major that was related to him again.

I really don't know who to thank, maybe this is fate.

After Meng Jizhi finished speaking, he saw that the young man in those days had become the young man standing in front of the wind. He was as handsome and unrestrained as ever. He had lost his immature appearance and matured a lot.

I don't know what it was that made him pick up dancing again, but Meng Jizhi was sincerely happy for him.

Xu Tingzhou was very sad to hear that, people probably have such a function, what is unhappy, something that wants to be forgotten, just use some opportunity to lock it into the depths of his memory.

Even without that illness, Xu Tingzhou probably wouldn't be able to remember Meng Jizhi.Because at that time, in his eyes, there was no such person at all, only dancing, dancing, dancing.

Unconsciously, he hurt Meng Jizhi.But at that time, he didn't know, and he couldn't predict what would happen between him and that tutor back then one day many years later.Not to mention that he would fall in love with the only audience that year.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xu Tingzhou bowed his head and apologized, "I really shouldn't forget, I'm sorry."

He now has mixed feelings in his heart, and all kinds of emotions are stirring in his heart. He feels guilty, and this guilt almost drowns him.

Meng Jizhi comforted him, "It's okay, you don't owe me anything, it's just that I thought badly back then..."

"How can you say that, I shouldn't forget you."

It is really easy to forget a person. A person will meet all kinds of people in his life, but how many people can remember his name completely? How many people are in a hurry in life? What about passers-by?

How many people can meet at a young age, meet again later, and develop a beautiful love?

Very little, not to mention that this is a same-sex love, how precious it is to them.

The softest part of Meng Jizhi's heart was filled. Looking at the soft young man, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then hugged him into his arms.

This is the best form of protecting him. He was unable to protect him before, so he will make up for it now.

He didn't dare to say that he liked it before, but now he will say it a few more times.

Those thoughts that he didn't dare to confide in the past can now be told to the people in his arms without any worries.

Meng Jizhi patted the thin back of the person in his arms, feeling sorry for him.

He couldn't help kissing Xu Tingzhou's neck, trying his best to comfort him with body language.

This is not his fault, it can only be said to be fate.

But now they must firmly grasp the opportunity in front of them, and they will never let go in the future.

"So, Zhouzhou, how did you fall in love with dancing again?"

Xu Tingzhou raised his eyes, the circles of his eyes were red.

"It's my parents." He restrained his emotions, and then said, "My parents may have felt guilty towards me since then, so they have been slowly guiding me, and finally found an opportunity , Let me start dancing again. They also relaxed their requirements and stopped blocking me, but I gave up myself."

Xu Tingzhou pursed his lips, and continued after a long time, "It's just that I put my love for dancing in my heart. Now that conditions permit, let me be unrestrained."

He laughed, and now nothing is a problem.

Meng Jizhi had nothing to ask, and all the questions between the two of them were settled. They looked at each other, and couldn't help exchanging a lingering kiss.

"That Zhouzhou, are you willing..." His hoarse voice lingered in his ears, but Xu Tingzhou interrupted him, "Male god!"

There was a smile on his lips, "I remember when I came, the master, Mr. Meng, my favorite Ji Zhi, you are my male god."

Meng Jizhi followed suit, laughing from the bottom of his heart.

"Then I would like to ask the male god, do you still need a boyfriend, the one who can dance."

"Quiet, then you." Meng Jizhi replied with curved lips, all the sweet words need not be said, we both understand each other.