[Ballet Elite] Rondo of Dreams

? I don’t know how long my uncle and the teacher will talk. I wait at the door of the teacher’s residence, looking at the sky... in a daze...

Although I have made up my mind, I don't know when we will meet again after leaving.Although my heart was no longer confused, it was very painful, so painful that even breathing became difficult!

I want to say goodbye to my teacher well.

"Masumi!!" The sudden exclamation brought me back to my senses.

I turned my head and saw Teacher Serkeyev getting out of the car and walking towards me quickly.In an instant, space, time, rain... all disappeared, and I couldn't see anything except his figure... Teacher, I really always look at you like this...

Really, when I look at you, I can't see anything but you!

"What are you doing here?!" the teacher asked loudly.

"I, I... because you are not here, teacher..." I am here, waiting for you to come back!

"You have been standing here waiting for me?" The teacher is really angry, but I don't know why he is angry, "How long have you been waiting here?!" , wrapped me in clothes, the teacher hugged me and dragged me to the house, "You are so stupid! Your whole body is already cold, what if you get frostbite? It's not like you don't know that your hands and feet get cold easily!"

"I..." Now, I don't want to say anything, I just want to snuggle in your arms.

So warm, so warm...

After bringing me into the room, the teacher let me go, brought a towel, and while wiping my hair, he scolded, "Ballet dancers, you should take more care of your body!" He wiped it off from the top of my head as he said, Hair, face, shoulders, arms... all the way to the fingertips...

Neither light nor heavy, gentle wiping, let my tears keep falling...

"What's wrong? Masumi? What happened?" Realizing that something was wrong, the teacher stopped and frowned.

"Teacher..." I raised my head and looked straight into his eyes, "I have decided to go to America! But I want to tell the teacher..."

"You don't need to say it, I know it all." The teacher half-kneeled in front of me, and wiped away my tears with his hands as before, "Masumi, you have to be confident! Believe in yourself more. At any time, confidence is yours. Maximum power!"

"I understand." I forced the remaining tears back into my body, and I wanted to force a smile, but I didn't expect the teacher to see my crying face in the end.

"Well, then I'll take you back." The teacher held my hand, trying to pull me up.

In an instant, they clasped their hands together, conveying endless warmth!

what! !

Teacher, teacher... After leaving this time, I don't know when I will see you again!Even if you come back from the United States, you can't come to Japan casually!

As soon as I think of this, I don't care about anything, just agree to my uncle's request, and go back to Moscow with you!It doesn't matter if you scold me!At least, you will be within my reach.

"Teacher, I want, I want..." I bit my lower lip hard, "Teacher, I want to dance with you again!"

"Masumi?"

"I want to dance with the teacher again, Aurora, the white swan, the black swan, Mafuka, the legend of love..." I want to dance with you!

"Well, come on." Pulling me up, the teacher nodded in agreement.

In the practice room under the moonlight, everything is so clear and fuzzy, no words or anything else is needed.Everything is expressed by clasped hands and converging eyes...

It has never been such a moment that I can convey my reluctance through dance, and this reluctance is passed back by the teacher's hand.

Teacher, he is really reluctant to part with me!

Although he didn't say anything, such a clear feeling was clearly told to me from the eyes, from the clasped hands, and from every touch of the body.

Ballet is such a strange thing. Through dance, the soul communicates so naturally, and there is no need for anything else.

teacher……

I don't know what expression is on my face.Perhaps, there is no specific expression, just a touch of joy, a touch of touch, a touch of sadness, and, for the reunion... looking forward to it!

"Oh my god! Masumi, your hair!" Xiao Yezi exclaimed at the airport when sending off the plane, "Cut it like a boy!"

"Hehe, does it look good? I made a lot of determination to cut it off!" I stroked my ear-length short hair. It was not easy to keep it as long as I used to. I insisted on washing my hair under the devil training in Moscow. I have to admire myself.

"You really are willing!"

"You can get it only if you give it up!" I spread my hands, "It will grow back soon." The cut hair reminds me of what I gave up for the sake of ballet.For the next reunion, I will redouble my efforts!

"Masumi!"

"Uncle, are you here too?" I turned my head.

My uncle looked at me in surprise, "Your hair! I almost couldn't recognize it!"

"Yeah? Why do you all say that? Is there such a big difference?" I couldn't help but stroked my hair again.

"Of course, it's like a different person!" Uncle laughed, and I looked at him with some guilt, "I'm sorry, Uncle, you specially invited me to Moscow, but in the end I still..."

"No, no, it's okay, Masumi, going to the United States is also a kind of learning. However, I will not give up easily. One day, I will invite you. Remember, as long as you want to come, I welcome you anytime, do not forget!"

what--

"Thank you!" Uncle, you don't know, your words, like salvation, saved me from the brink of hell.

"Did Teacher Serkeyev see your new hairstyle?" Xiao Yezi stroked my head like a puppy.

"Don't touch, don't touch, little leaf." I protected my hair, "The teacher hasn't seen it yet."

"Hee hee, he will be surprised."

"No way," I shook my head, "The teacher has always been calm!" Sometimes, I really want to see his panicked face.

"Hehe, let's not talk about this for now, you have to work hard in the United States!"

I nodded vigorously, "I will, Yuka is over there, I will ask her if there is anything unfamiliar. Speaking of which, she didn't come back to this ballet competition because of something. I don’t know how far her ballet has progressed.”

"Well, no one thought at the time that she would study modern ballet instead, but maybe it's very suitable. She already has her own personality." Xiao Yezi smiled gently.

I nodded my chin, Yuka's words are indeed... quite individual!Such a fierce Princess Aurora really made me unforgettable for three lifetimes.However, she has always been independent and confident. If she dances modern ballet, she may have her own unique taste.

The United States, I don’t know, what new challenges will it face?

I started with a little bit of anticipation.