[Ballet Elite] Rondo of Dreams

"Huh? We meet again, Masumi Sho!"

"It's you?" The reporter from last time, why did you see him again?I frowned, I always feel that there are not so many coincidences in the world, all coincidences are deliberate excuses.

"Haha, don't be like this, I don't mean anything malicious." He waved his hands, "I have a photo of your mother here, do you want to see it?"

"My mother's photo?" I became even more vigilant, it's not that I haven't seen my mother's photo, what does he want to do? !

"A photo of your mother dancing," he said, pulling out a photo. "Look, it's very well preserved. I stumbled upon it when I was researching the history of Japanese ballet. Your mother is a very good dancer." Ballet dancers, and once performed with Soviet dancers who came to Japan to perform!"

Hearing him keep saying good things about my mother made me feel less bored at last.

"This is the man, Sijay Raftowski!" He pointed to another photo!

I looked over curiously, huh?Why did Mr. Lavtovsky look familiar when he was young?Illusion?

"He was once praised as the star of Moscow, do you know him?"

I came back to my senses, "Well, I have met him before."

"Then, Su I would take the liberty to ask, do you know that the two of them are in love?"

I'm not happy. Reporters are really annoying. They like poaching people's privacy the most.

He rolled his eyes, "Since you know it's presumptuous, don't ask!"

He choked, but still persisted, "It seems that you know. So, what do you think about Serkeyev?"

Me to the teacher?

I glanced at him, "It seems that it's not your business!"

"Haha, take it easy, take it easy, you should know about the matter between him and Miss Liliana, they are partners in the Polly Ballet. But," he looked at me with interest, "he is very close to you now Lavtovsky already had a fiancée back then, but he still fell in love with your mother, that is to say, their father and son went the same way!"

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Suddenly, there was a very bad, very bad feeling, and it just rose up. My hands began to tremble slightly, and a voice in my head clamored not to listen, not to listen.But the ears are still listening very intently.

"What I'm talking about now is about Lavtovsky and Serkiev. Since you know that your mother is in love with Lavtovsky, you should also know that Lavtovsky and Serkeev The relationship between Serkeyev." He said in a strange tone, "Maybe it's fate. You and Serkeyev may repeat what happened to your mother and his father 30 years ago!"

"You, you mean, Mr. Lavtovsky and Mr. Serkeyev are father and son?!" I was suddenly stunned from beginning to end, "So, for Mr. Serkeyev, I, Am I not... the daughter of the woman who stole his father?!"

"Well, although there is no sufficient evidence to prove that they are father and son. However, this is already a very obvious fact! Besides, sooner or later, dance fans will know. Then, what are you going to do? Wait, what do you look like... ...don't you know?"

I didn't hear a word of what he said after that, only one sentence echoed in my mind - I am the daughter of the woman who stole his father, I am the daughter of the woman who stole his father...

"Masumi!!" The room door was slammed open, and Mr. Serkeyev looked at me in a panic.

"Teacher, teacher, I really don't know, my mother is, is..." I can't go on anymore.

"Macheng!" The teacher stretched out his hand, probably trying to grab me, I subconsciously backed away, and what might have been a smile appeared at the corner of my mouth, "I'm sorry, I have to go back to dance practice!"

"Masumi! What's wrong with you? You look so ugly?!" Walking into the practice room, Aoi glanced at me, and then looked shocked.

"I'm fine, fine!" It's just so cold, so cold, bitingly cold.My hands and feet were already cold, I couldn't feel any temperature, and my whole body was trembling non-stop. I really think it's a miracle that I haven't collapsed yet.

My mother turned out to be...

God, I even told the teacher that I like him!

How dare I, how dare I, speak so confidently, of course...

"Masumi!" The teacher came in almost following my steps, "Listen to me!"

"I..." I don't want to hear it!

"Aoi, you go out first, I have something to say to Masumi!"

"Ah? Yes!" Although a little puzzled, Aoi turned around and walked out.He probably knew something was wrong.

With a trembling voice, I asked, "Teacher, did you know it from the beginning?"

"..." He silently acquiesced.

"It turns out that you knew from the beginning..." The whole body was shaking, getting stronger and colder.

Teacher, teacher, I'm so cold... Hug me like before, warm me... But, I'm not qualified anymore...

"I don't know anything, yet I acted so confidently and self-willedly, so I said I like it so naturally! I didn't get a response and cried as if I was hurt by someone!" I covered my forehead, and my hands were as cold as ice.

"Masumi!" The teacher yelled in disapproval.

It was so cold, I had to hug myself, "When I think about how the teacher treats me, I will... I will..."

"Masumi, don't do this!" The teacher grabbed my shoulder.

"Teacher, I'm sorry!" I turned my head away, unable to face him.I don't know what kind of face I should use to face him.

"It's not like that!" The place where the teacher grabbed my arm was terribly hot, but the rest of it was terribly cold.

Hot and cold, I can't stop shaking!

"Forget it! Anyway, let's talk about that matter slowly at night. You can forget about what happened just now, okay? Forget about him..." Almost never before, the teacher said softly.

Teacher, comfort me at this time!

I have to... be strong, even if it feels like being poured into endless ice water, I still have to calm down, "I'm fine, I'm really fine! Teacher, I can start dancing now!"

Although, dancing with Aoi, I was exhausted and out of breath, but the cold feeling has not faded at all, it is getting colder and stiffer...

Those words have been lingering in my ears!

I, I, I can't jump! !

"Sorry!" I stopped.

"Masumi, what happened between you and Mr. Serkeyev? You are in a terrible state, even worse than the last time you confessed!"

"I, I have something to leave for a while, Aoi, I'm sorry!" Because at that time, although I was rejected, I didn't despair, but this time...

Aoi sighed, "I'll accompany you."

"No, I can do it myself, really, don't worry!"

"No! Unless you tell me where you are going!"

"I want to go and see my mother..."

"Then... well, then you must come back."

"kindness!"