light summer solstice

The setting sun streamed in through the wide windows, casting large shadows on the wooden floors of the empty room.This is a dance room. There is only a long wooden chair near the wall for resting. The walls on all sides except for the windows are all embedded with mirrors, making the room extraordinarily spacious and spacious.

Sitting on a long wooden chair was a little boy in a black dance suit. His head was drooping, and his soft hair hung down to cover his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.The door was pushed open, and a man also wearing a black dance suit came in. His slender figure appeared more uniform and soft under the tight dance suit, and with a baby face, he looked only eighteen or nineteen years old. "Zitian, your brother hasn't come yet, shall we go and change first?" the man said, and his warm voice soothed the uneasy heart of the child sitting on the cold bench. The boy raised his head and said, "Teacher, will my brother I won't come anymore, he already hates me, will he leave me here?" The bright black eyes were filled with water vapor, and he stubbornly refused to let the tears fall, Xia Nuan's heart twitched, and the five-year-old The child actually pretended to have such uneasy thoughts in his heart, he knelt down and looked at the boy at the same level, "Zi Tian, ​​your brother doesn't hate you, he will be late because he has something to delay today, the teacher will take you to change clothes, and then we will wait for him at the door Okay?" The boy nodded obediently and followed Xia Nuan out of the dance studio.The obedient and beautiful child is Xia Nuan's Achilles' heel. He has no resistance at all. I don't know why his brother is so indifferent and always looks fierce. No wonder the child thinks that his brother doesn't like him.

He took Ding Zitian and sat down under the camphor tree in front of the school. This is a dance school. Xia Nuan has been teaching dance here for two years, mainly teaching some very young children. Dance needs to be practiced since childhood. Xia Nuan herself is almost I have been learning various dances since I was able to walk. Because my mother is a dancer, I am very interested in Xia Nuan's dance. Xia Nuan also inherited her mother's thin waist and long legs. She is a good dancer. If those things didn't happen later , he will probably shine in the dance world as his mother hoped, but there has never been a if, and now he can only be a teacher in this dance school, and he is empty and confused about the future.

After waiting for half an hour to see Ding Zichen's car coming, Ding Zitian's face showed uncontrollable joy, and the tangled expression didn't fit well on his immature face. Ding Zichen took Ding Zitian's hand and stuffed him into the back seat. The angry look didn't have any gentleness at all, as if he took a bag of luggage by himself, Xia Nuan was very angry with his casual look, but he didn't have a position to say anything, after all, it was family affairs, Ding Zitian was Ding Zichen's half-brother Brother, such a relationship is not something that an outsider can talk about.

"Mr. Xia." Xia Nuan sighed in his heart and was about to go back to school, but he didn't want to be stopped by Ding Zichen. He turned his head in doubt. In the past, Ding Zichen came to pick up Ding Zitian and never greeted him. He brought Ding Zitian back safely like a routine Even if the task is completed, "Teacher Xia..." The young face flushed, hesitant to speak, but more shy than the usual indifference, in the end, Ding Zichen is only a sophomore. Get used to packing yourself up with hardness.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Xia Nuan looked at his faltering, confused for a while, "Mr. Xia, can you dance Latin dance?" Ding Zichen hesitated for a while and asked, "A little bit." "Great, you Can you teach me a piece? It doesn’t take too much, just one piece.” Xia Nuan looked at him suspiciously, “That’s right, there is a dance at school and we need to dance, so... can you?” Xia Nuan looked at the young man’s face. Looking forward to it, she nodded. Xia Nuan envied such a young and flamboyant person, and always fought for it with endless courage and energy. "Then when is it convenient for you?" "I have time every morning, so you can just come here, I will find an empty classroom." "Excuse me, you can open it as you like in terms of tuition." If it wasn't for the sincerity in Ding Zichen's eyes Xia Nuan wanted to roll her eyes gracefully, such a nouveau riche’s tone made him, a migrant worker, hate the rich, "I don’t need the tuition fee, if I can," Xia Nuan looked and climbed on the car window curiously Ding Zitian who looked at them carefully, "Be nice to Zitian, you don't hate him." Ding Zichen was stunned, and nodded slightly.

Xia Nuan watched the silver body draw out his sight before retracting his gaze, pursed his lips slightly, turned and walked into the dance school, not noticing the black nanny car parked across the road and watched him accompany Ding Zitian the whole process, before his figure disappeared After entering the dance school, there was a chuckle in the nanny's car, and she drove away slowly.