Dance Solo

Chapter 66: 65. Her sin

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Xie Zhiwu followed his phrase "not small at all", subconsciously followed that gaze, and glanced at his chest. His head paused for three seconds before an exciting reaction finally came.

She was fainted by the popularity, so she was so dull!

With a snap, she slapped the man angrily without even thinking about it.

The person who was slapped looked at her blushing cheeks and blinked. He was not angry. He smiled and said to her, "I knew you were so unreasonable, I wouldn't just look at it."

Xie Zhiwu raised both hands, stretched out two fingers in a "dig" posture, and looked at him viciously, "No matter how cheap, I won't let you even look at it!"

I don’t know, it looks like just cooked prawns.

The man touched his hot face, and thought to himself that this girl was also embarrassed, afraid that he would not be able to see anyone for several days. I wanted to teach her a lesson, but when I looked at her cute little appearance, I felt a little intolerable.

"Forget it, I'm so happy today, I will spare you once."

Xie Zhiwu snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

"Hey, it's considered a skin-to-skin blind date anyway, don't you ask what my name is?"

"Don't let me see you again!" Xie Zhiwu was irritated by the cheeky behind him, "See me, walk around, or you will look good!"

Hearing this, Cheeky laughed happily, and shouted a few times at Xie Zhiwu's further and further figure, "Don't worry, we will meet again soon—"

Xie Zhiwu turned his back to him and raised his middle finger with disdain.

Don't worry, we will see you soon.

That pretty back figure has long since disappeared, but the person standing there is gradually getting colder.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Xie Zhiwu was awakened again in his sleep.

On December night, it was close to zero. The air-conditioning and heating in her room were not turned on, but her body seemed to be submerged in water, and her pajamas were sticking to her body, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

I can't remember how many times this is. In the past six months, she almost never had a good night's sleep.

After tossing and tossing for another half an hour, Xie Zhiwu finally got up. She took out a small medicine bottle from the table, turned around and picked up the water glass on the table only to find that the glass was already empty.

Sighing, she got out of bed and walked to the kitchen downstairs.

Fearing that it would wake others up, she only turned on a dark light on the left side of the kitchen, and looked around with the light, but did not find water, so she turned on the gas stove and boiled a pot of water.

As he lowered his head, something hanging from his neck accidentally hit the edge of the cooking table. Xie Zhiwu stretched out her hand to plug the Yu Guanyin that slipped out of her pajamas again, but the cold touch on her hand did not dissipate for a long time.

When she was in the hospital, she had asked someone to return Xiaojiang, Dahai, and several other people's belongings to their families. I heard that even the six children, who had always been heartless, couldn't help but blush in those scenes. She was thankful that she didn't want to do this by herself, but in the end, Yangtze's Yuguanyin, she would never go back.

She searched for half a year, but still did not find the cruel parents.

Sometimes I feel the Jade Guanyin between my neck, Xie Zhiwu feels that this is also good. At least two people can be less sad, and at least she can take Yangzi with her for the rest of her life.

But she knew that Yangzi really wanted to find them.

"A Wu!"

Xie Zhiwu was called back to God by Zhige's scream, and then he realized that the pot of water had already been opened. Anxiously, she hurriedly reached out her hand, but was stopped by the song on the side.

"You don't want your hands?!" Zhige gave her an annoying look, took the rag on the side of the pot, and lifted the kettle that was about to dry.

Xie Zhiwu watched the song hurriedly, "I'm sorry, I woke you up."

"No, I woke up and wanted to go to the bathroom. When I saw the light on here, I thought my parents had come back suddenly." Xie Zhige finished cleaning the cooking table and turned to look at my sister. She saw the medicine bottle in her hand. Consciously frowned, "Can't sleep again?"

Xie Zhiwu laughed dryly, "I'm too tired recently. It's the first time I participated in this kind of competition, and I was a little nervous."

"Too tired, I should sleep well."

Xie Zhige's clear expression made Xie Zhiwu feel a little irritable.

There are some things that are different from saying things in your heart. She can hold it alone, but she can't share it with another person anyway. This is her sin, and she can only be alone if she is uncomfortable, tortured, and sleepless.

"Song, I—really okay."

Xie Zhige is no stranger to her sister's stubborn temper. She was like that when she was a child. She was not afraid of being beaten by her father before, and now she will never let herself succumb to others.

"If anything, I'm all your sister." She sighed and touched her sister's face, "I know, I'm not as smart as you, and I won't handle many things. For you, maybe I'm not a good sister. , But A Wu, you have to know, I really want to help you. Not everything can be escaped, it's useless to escape. Even I understand this truth, and why are you indulging yourself in it all the time. "

Xie Zhiwu looked at the song before him in a trance, and suddenly enjoyed such tenderness. She always knew that her sister loved her very much. But she never thought of bringing the song into these complicated things. Like Jing Shun and Mo Jingyao, she only hopes that the song will be safe and happy throughout her life, pure and worry-free.

"Of course you are my good sister!" Xie Zhiwu sniffed and smiled. "Don't worry, there are some things I know how to deal with. I just need time."

Xie Zhige blinked childishly, "Fortunately, I have nothing but time. If you have something on your mind, come and talk to me."

"All right." Xie Zhiwu frowned impatiently, "You have not yet got married, you have become a babbling housewife. If you really marry, maybe Jingshun will be annoying soon. It's returned."

"He dare!" Xie Zhige glared, and his little hand flexibly got into Xie Zhiwu's armpit, "Okay, do you dare to despise me?! Let you laugh at me, let you laugh at me!"

"Don't, don't, I dare not, I dare not!"

Xie Zhiwu retreated and begged for mercy. In the kitchen late at night, there was a faint sound of the sisters' frolicking, which was not cleared for a long time.

On Christmas Day, Xie Zhiwu made an appointment with the song. After practising casually with Su Zhe for an hour, she changed clothes and slipped.

The atmosphere in the festival is always very warm, especially on such days suitable for couples. Men and women are busy dating, and have long been unable to take care of other things, so G at this moment seems to have a lot less people than usual.

The winter plum blossoms are beginning to bloom, winding all the way along the path leading to the school gate, occasionally a gust of wind blows, the petals slowly scattered, and the fragrance of plum blossoms makes people a little intoxicated.

Xie Zhiwu saw Yan Hui under such circumstances.

He was wearing a black nylon coat, a gray scarf around his neck, and slightly slim black trousers, which gave him a clear view of his tall body.

She had never seen him since the last time she broke up. Xie Zhiwu was particularly stunned, but Yan Hui smiled lightly and paced in front of her.

"What are you looking at, don't you recognize me?"

Xie Zhiwu recovered, seeing the playful smile on his face, there was a burst of anger in his heart, so he snorted coldly, walked around him and walked to the school gate.

Yan Hui caught up with her in two or three steps, "I didn't come to see you to play your temper."

Playing temper? ! So in his eyes, she was playing her temper? !

Fortunately, she thought he was doing good for the previous things, but it turned out to be her wishful thinking again!

Xie Zhiwu was vomiting, flicking his arm and glaring back at Yan, "That's right, I don't like to lose my temper with unfamiliar people!"

"Xie Zhiwu." Yan Hui stroked his forehead in frustration, "Can you listen to me?"

"Listen well, don't listen well, what's the difference?!"

For the first time in his life, Yan Hui felt that it was such a terrible thing to lift a rock and hit him in the foot. But there is no chance to do it again in life, if you can do it again—

If you can do it again? If he could do it again, how would he choose

Would you choose not to anger her the last time? Would you choose not to let Yangzi follow her? Would you choose Guimashan to let her suffer? Would you choose the original beer stall and didn't step forward to get acquainted with her? Would you choose to "invite" Wang Wu in person when he didn't listen to Wang Wu's words? Which day will you choose not to leave Ye Hui? Or will you choose, never knowing each other from start to finish

So, the person who made him regret but did not know, was it Ye Hui or she

Yan returned with a wry smile.

He doesn't understand, and he still doesn't understand. But he understands that in this world, there is no chance for anything to happen again.

Swallowing the bitter taste alone, Yan said to her bitterly, "I don't care if you want to listen to it--anyway, I have to tell you. Wang Wu has been in contact with another group of people recently, those people, I don’t know if it was those at the beginning. But I know, he has been playing Mo Jingyao’s idea all the time. He will also go to the engagement banquet. I will pay attention. You also pay attention to whether you have been close to him. Suspicious people. Also."

He looked at Xie Zhiwu, "Zhu Long is by Wang Wu now, you have to be careful."

"What should I be careful about?" Xie Zhiwu asked knowingly.

Yan Hui seemed to be choked, and glanced at her faintly, "You had a festival back then. He—you asked for his hand, he can’t stop there. He will come to Wang Wu, definitely to deal with you. Wang Wu is very profitable, so he is still holding Zhu Long. But if Mo Jingyao is still unable to reap the benefits, he will be cruel, I am afraid that he will not take that much into consideration."

"Are you worried?" Xie Zhiwu sneered, "What will happen to me, what is different for you?"

Yan Hui was speechless, and had to sigh, "Let's do it with you, anyway, my words have already been brought."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. Seeing his expressionless appearance, Xie Zhiwu felt uncomfortable and raised his voice by an octave, "Yan Hui, you are blaming me, aren't you?!"

The figure of Yan Hui froze in place like this. This is the first time in a few months that they have spoken frankly on this topic.

Is it weird? He thought, he should not blame her. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)