we are not friends anymore

It was past dinner time when Qiao Mingxi returned to Qiao's house. The butler greeted him as soon as he entered the door and greeted him to take a seat.

"The young master is finally back." The housekeeper said as he laid out the bowls and chopsticks, "Didn't eat lunch again, okay? Come on, let the kitchen make soup today."

Qiao Mingxi looked around for a week, but did not see Qiao Mingyue: "Have you eaten, sister?"

The housekeeper sighed: "No, I said I don't have an appetite, and I will be locked in the room as soon as I come back."

As soon as Qiao Mingxi sat down, she stood up again after hearing the words: "I'll go and see my sister, Aunt Hui, please warm up the dishes."

"Hey." The housekeeper responded and sighed again, "Young Master, go and persuade Miss to eat something, tomorrow is that day again... I'm afraid she won't have an appetite all day."

"I know." Qiao Mingxi nodded, took the soup bowl from the butler, and went upstairs to find Qiao Mingyue.

The Qiao family's main house is very big, and only Qiao Mingyue lived on the third floor of the main building. Qiao Mingxi knocked on the door and entered the room. A little light.

Qiao Mingxi approached the balcony and found that the balcony door was ajar. Qiao Mingyue was curled up in the wicker chair and fell asleep lightly, with the wheelchair she was accustomed to sitting on the side.Her complexion was pale, her breathing was uneven, and she was not wrinkled slightly, as if nothing could cheer her up in her sleep.

Qiao Mingxi squatted down beside the rattan chair and gently woke her up: "Sister."

He called out several times before Qiao Mingyue slowly opened his eyes: "You're back?"

"Yeah." Qiao Mingyue nodded, "Go to the room and sleep, it's so cold at night."

Qiao Mingyue shook her head and pointed to another empty chair: "Sit with me for a while."

Qiao Mingxi handed the soup bowl to Qiao Mingyue, went to sit in another chair, and only watched Qiao Mingyue without saying a word.Qiao Mingyue also held the soup bowl and continued to curl up in the chair, looking indifferently at the night in the distance.

"how are things?"

The two were silent for a long time before Qiao Mingxi heard Qiao Mingyue open his mouth. After thinking for a while, he slowly replied, "It's pretty good. There are many classes every day."

"Yes." Qiao Mingyue replied, "Since you have chosen, let's do it well."

Qiao Mingxi nodded: "I know."

"Leave me alone, let's go eat," Qiao Mingyue said.

"Sister." Qiao Mingxi hesitated for a while, "Are you going to the beach tomorrow? I'll accompany you."

Qiao Mingyue showed a faint smile when she heard the words, and refused: "Forget it, if you see Hai faint, I have to drag you back."

Qiao Mingxi blushed, bowed her head and said, "I don't want you to go and sit there alone for a day."

Qiao Mingyue looked at the night sky silently, and said after a while, "Don't worry about me, just stick to doing your own thing well."

"Oh..." Qiao Mingxi lowered her head, and then felt a soft hand covering the top of her head, which was warm in the cool night wind.

"Let's go eat." Qiao Mingyue said lightly.

Seeing that Qiao Mingyue didn't want to let go, Qiao Mingxi had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​being with her tomorrow, stood up and pushed open the balcony door and walked away slowly.

Qiao Mingyue once had a lover, but he fell into the sea and died three years ago. From then on, every year on that day, Qiao Mingyue would go to that beach alone and sit for a whole day.But Qiao Mingxi was afraid of water, she never let him accompany her.

Qiao Mingyue has lost too much all the way to the present, so she indulges Qiao Mingxi who is nearly ten years younger than herself.It was this indulgence that made Qiao Mingxi live in an unbreakable fairy tale of nothingness for several years to come.

"Pause."

In the practice room, one of the young boys who were practicing their dance moves suddenly walked out, pressed the pause button on the stereo, and the originally lively music stopped abruptly.

The boy wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the team: "Qiao Mingxi, don't keep rushing the beat."

The boys practicing together all looked in one direction. Qiao Mingxi was taken aback when she heard her name, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay, just pay attention." The boy waved his hand, "Come on, let's do it one last time, it's almost time."

The music rewinded to the beginning, the boys walked back to the original formation, and danced the dance for the last time. This was the end of the day's practice. They packed up their things, talked and laughed with each other and left together.

The boy who led the dance turned off the stereo and was about to put the USB drive back into his pocket when he heard a faint voice behind him: "Can you leave the USB drive for me?"

The boy turned around, standing behind him was Qiao Mingxi who was still panting slightly.

"I'll give it back to you tomorrow."

"Do you still want to practice?" The boy laughed, "Okay, give it to me tomorrow morning."

"Thank you." Qiao Mingxi nodded to him.The boy said again: "Actually, your movements are not bad, but you are not familiar with music, just practice more, come on."

"En." Qiao Mingxi nodded, thanked him again, the boy patted him on the shoulder, picked up his bag and left.

After coming to Dongxing for more than a month, the men's group candidates downstairs have gone through round after round of assessments, and Qiao Mingxi upstairs has gradually adapted to the new identity.

He often went to see Ji Yan, and got acquainted with the enthusiastic Shen Jiaen and others. After a month, he saw them spinning like an electric top with a broken switch every day. In the end, I still have to stand up with difficulty and continue to practice.

Seventeen people, four debut quotas, even if you slack off for a second, you will be left behind.

"Why do you have to work so hard?" Qiao Mingxi once asked Shen Jiaen, the round-faced boy just smiled casually, and continued to eat his food.

"It's just two months of hard work. As long as I can be selected, I will win." Shen Jiaen said, "I have an appointment with someone else. If I don't make an debut, he will laugh at me."

Qiao Mingxi didn't know who he was talking about, and didn't ask further.

When he was free, he would look at the training of these candidates. Even Lin Zining, who was as good-looking as a cheater, was practicing hard. Some of them were as talented as Lin Zining, because of poor family background or other reasons. What is the reason for rushing to debut; there are also people like Shen Jiaen because of an agreement with others; everyone has their own reasons, and they are doing their best for it.

Debut?

Qiao Mingxi tilted her head and thought for a while. To the young master of the Qiao family, who wanted everything, the word was very close, but actually very far away.

The rhythm of this newly practiced piece is very fast. Qiao Mingxi has always been slow and struggled to keep up with the beat. so much?

He always watches Ji Yan practice. Ji Yan is tall and covered with thin muscles from long-term dance and fitness training. When he dances, his lips will be slightly pursed, and there will be a coldness in his deep eyes that is not usually seen. Light, the whole person is a walking hormone transmitter.

"wrong."

A deep voice sounded behind him, Qiao Mingxi was startled, turned around and saw Ji Yan walking in from the door, standing behind him.

Qiao Mingxi stopped moving: "Are you finished class?"

"Yeah." Ji Yan nodded, "That part was wrong just now."

"Ah..." Qiao Mingxi frowned, showing a distressed expression, "It's so difficult."

"Follow me." Ji Yan threw his backpack on the ground and stood beside Qiao Mingxi, "Look in the mirror, don't look at me."

Qiao Mingxi obediently turned her head to look in the mirror, and clumsily jumped up following Ji Yan's movements.

Ji Yan only danced with him for a short period, then stopped and turned off the music: "You are not skilled in movements, follow me first."

"Oh." Qiao Mingxi blinked, and Ji Yan walked back to him, slowed down and danced again.He danced a section and Qiao Mingxi followed, which was somewhat smoother than before.

Ji Yan inadvertently turned her head to look, Qiao Mingxi was staring intently at the mirror and thinking about her movements, her soft hair was soaked in a thin layer of sweat, her slightly girlish brows were slightly frowned, and she looked distressed, slightly The puffed cheeks are a little like a child's.

It has been more than a month since Qiao Mingxi appeared in Ji Yan's life, and he never told Ji Yan who he is.But anyone can see that this boy who has no pressure to debut and comes to Dongxing as if he is here to play is not an ordinary person.Ji Yan doesn't reject his appearance. In fact, he occasionally thinks Qiao Mingxi, who is always slow, is cute.

It's probably a rich young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world, and it won't do him any harm.

Qiao Mingxi was struggling to think about movements, but when he turned his head, he saw Ji Yan staring at him: "What's wrong?"

Ji Yan looked at him, and imitated his tone and said slowly: "The movement just now was smooth."

Qiao Mingxi was taken aback, a blush gradually appeared on his fair face, he rolled his eyes slowly, and rubbed his hair embarrassingly.

Seeing his appearance, Ji Yan suddenly felt a little funny, and a playful smile appeared on his face. Before he could react, he reached out and rubbed Qiao Mingxi's hair.

"I'll slow down a bit, you look carefully."

The warm touch on the top of her head seemed to be still there, Qiao Mingxi stood there blankly, the slight redness on her face faded and appeared again.He tilted his head to look at Ji Yan, and nodded blankly.

"Oh……"

In the long, long days that followed, Qiao Mingxi recalled that maybe it was the smile on Ji Yan's face that day, maybe it was the hands he gently rubbed his hair that opened the way for him to live in falsehood for the next eight years. time in the warmth.

As long as he likes it, he can ask for it.But he forgot to ask if the things he held in his hand were really willing to wade into his palm.