Untitled Conan II

There is a crisp sound of hitting the stone road; the flickering lights in the attic of the castle, as if the princess in the story will appear at the window at any time; Warm and kind.

The singing of street performers came from the square, which was enthusiastic and moving. A gypsy girl in a fiery red skirt danced passionately in the square. Large bouquets of acacia flowers danced under the fringed shawls dotted with sequins, igniting them. Longing for wanderlust and freedom.

Turning around, I smiled slightly at the man who had been staring at me.

He raised his intertwined hands, tapped his toes, and lightly spun around in a circle. The white skirt rippled, like a white rose slowly blooming under the moonlight, beautiful and desperate.

The waist was gently encircled by a hand, and the bodies were pressed together, and the familiar smell permeated.

Looking up, I looked at him with a smile, and my footsteps slid away and spun along with the rhythm of the street performers' singing.

The hair band on the head was removed, and the long black hair fluttered and danced with the rotation of the body.

I was brought into his arms again, and the hands on my waist were clenched a little bit, but they were reluctantly released at the next rhythm point, allowing me to spin away from him.

Stepping forward, moving sideways, stepping feet together, and rotating, all without deliberate attention, that is the unique tacit understanding between me and him.

Always smiling and looking at him, looking at him with eyes that he never missed, staring deeply as if we can see the pain and touch in the deepest corner of each other's hearts, which is hidden in the deepest corner.

There was another spin, and the long black hair spread out in the air, drawing a beautiful arc with the tears oozing from the corners of his eyes.

The singing is still going on, so enthusiastic that it seems to be able to seduce all the throbbing in the heart.

I put my hand on his and danced around, with a beautiful smile on the corner of my lips, especially the teary eyes and his gaze never separated from me.

...Could it be that she already had a premonition of something that led to such strong and desperate emotions?

Approaching, leaving, repeating the dance steps constantly.On the Old Town Square in Prague, it seemed that we were the only ones dancing together.

What is it that is spinning, dancing, floating, and melting into the dark night?

Painful, desperate, moving, throbbing heartbeat, is it yours or mine?

Or is it a tacit understanding that they already knew each other but couldn't reveal?

Is it just this damn tacit understanding that makes you and I realize that this will be a farewell song?

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justonelastdance one last dance beforewesaygoodbyebefore saying goodbye

whenweswayandturnroundandroundandround we tilt, turn, turn, turn, turn...

it's like the first time

Just one more chance one more time

holdmeightandkeepmewarmhold me tight and keep me warm

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I think, maybe when I chose Prague, I already understood...some things...

And you, is it the same?

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but I know, tomorrow I'll lose the one I love

There's no way to come with you

it's the only thing to do it's the only thing I can do now

Justonelastdance

beforewesaygoodbye before we say goodbye

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We haven't spoken a word since arriving in Prague.Is it because I am afraid that the tone of voice will reveal something, or is it because I am afraid that the sentence I uttered will make us both irreparable?

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Justone lastdance... oh baby... justone lastdance is just the last dance, baby, just the last dance

WemeetinthenightintheSpanishcafé

Ilookinyoureyesjustdon'tknowwhattosay

It feels like I'm drowning in salty water

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Ling Che, in fact, I know it all. Every time I stand by the lake alone in a daze, every time I stand in front of the window and look into the distance, every time I hold the necklace on my chest, I feel melancholy, every time, you stand behind me. From afar, quietly watching my back.

I always fall asleep peacefully when I feel sleepy, because in my memory, no matter where I fall asleep, when I wake up, I must have returned to my own bed.

There is such a person who allows me to relax completely and let me be completely self-willed.There is nothing to worry about and nothing to fear.

Sister Luo Ning and Brother Jianyao have complained more than once, why do I always miss that person who is far away in Japan, who may have forgotten my existence long ago, but does not choose to accept that he is always behind me, as long as he looks back, he can see to you.

……I have no idea

All I know is that my feelings for you are too complicated.

It's not that I haven't been tempted, it's not that I haven't been moved.Family affection, friendship and a little bit of throbbing melted together, and it was a friendship so strong that I couldn't bear it.

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Afew hours left'tilthesun'sgonnarise the sun will rise in a few hours

tomorrow will come and it's time to realize

our love has finished forever

howIwishtocomewithyou (wishtocomewithyou) how I wish to come with you (with you)

howIwishwemakeitthrough wish we could continue holding hands

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Ling Che, Ye Lingche...

I always remember that the boy who stubbornly wanted to find his own home gave me the only jade pendant left by his parents—the only clue to his life experience—on my birthday.

I understand what he meant.

He was no longer attached to the way home.He didn't want his original home anymore.

And I will be his only family, the only home.

This gift is too expensive, so expensive that I hold the warm jade pendant tightly, but my hand trembles violently.

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justonelastdance one last dance beforewesaygoodbyebefore saying goodbye

whenweswayandturnroundandroundandround we tilt, turn, turn, turn, turn...

it's like the first time

Just one more chance one more time

holdmeightandkeepmewarmhold me tight and keep me warm

……

The boy I met in the hometown of my previous life had eyes of the same color as mine. Under the moonlight, they were so beautiful that they seemed to gather all the brilliance in the world. No matter how ragged the clothes, no matter how embarrassing the expression, no matter how filthy the dust The brilliance that cannot be concealed is the stunning beauty that my eyes cannot show no matter what.

He said he didn't want to be like me.So I covered the original color with that indifferent light gray.

Don't want to be like me, his eyes are showing a faint smile, even though the color is cold, there is also a slight warmth.

I understand that what he wants to say is that I am special and should be unique in the world.

That's a fool.

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but I know, tomorrow I'll lose the one I love

There's no way to come with you

it's the only thing to do it's the only thing I can do now

Justonelastdance

beforewesaygoodbye before we say goodbye

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Never talk about yourself, never express your emotions, never do anything for yourself.

Always be alone, don't care what other people think, don't care what others are like