Jiang Yubai picked up the glass and poured a glass of water for Lin Zhixia.
He handed the cup to her, and she naturally lowered her head and drank water directly from the cup.
Jiang Yubai slowly adjusted the angle of the cup rim, not daring to make any mistakes, so that Lin Zhixia could drink water more conveniently.
Jiang Yubai's service level is very high. He is considerate and meticulous, and Lin Zhixia can't help but admire him. She raised her hand and put it on his shoulder, saying boldly and freely: "Let's go, let's go dancing."
Jiang Yubai took her wrist, led her up from her seat, and walked straight to the dance floor. He suddenly said, "During the past three years of high school, I often think of elementary and junior high school."
Lin Zhixia really wanted to ask him, "Are you missing your elementary and junior high school life, or are you missing me as your desk mate?" She hesitated for a long time and ultimately couldn't bring herself to ask.
This is really weird.
She is always used to speaking her mind, why is she being shy now
She held his hand tightly, stole a glance at him, and then said, "I have been your deskmate for four years, which is one of the things that makes me happiest. I can recall every day of that time, what you wore, what time you arrived at school, what you said to me... I remember everything."
Jiang Yubai's palms seemed to be getting hotter. His heart was burning like fire, as if there was an infinite amount of energy bursting out from the bottom of his heart, but he was not good at responding enthusiastically. He said calmly, "I envy your memory."
He was like countless ordinary people, forgetting the details of precious time.
Lin Zhixia patted his arm soothingly: "Don't envy me."
She explained: "Sometimes, I feel down and I recall some bad things... Not just visual memories, but sensory memories, can you understand? I was hungry when I was a child in my hometown in the countryside, and every time I think of that day, my stomach hurts a little."
Jiang Yubai attaches great importance to this phenomenon: "I have known you for seven years, and this is the first time I hear you talk about sensory memory."
Near the dance floor, young couples are dancing gracefully. The girls are dancing with elegant postures and fluttering long skirts, while the boys are smiling and the atmosphere is ambiguous.
Jiang Yubai lowered his voice even more: "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable. Don't bear the stomachache. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital."
A dim orange-yellow warm light enveloped the dance floor. Lin Zhixia raised her head and looked at him with a pair of bright and clear eyes in this dim environment.
He thought she would give a long speech.
But she just nodded: "Yeah!"
Jiang Yubai said to himself: "You always look happy..." He gently put his arm around her waist, and his soothing voice drifted into her ears in a low and gentle voice. He said that she could tell him anything she encountered, and they would discuss and solve it together. He was not only her good friend, but also her supporter and follower.
The melodious music didn't stop, but Lin Zhixia stopped. She buried her face in his collar and praised him, "You are so nice, you are so nice."
She silently praised this touching friendship in her heart.
That night, Lin Zhixia and Jiang Yubai stayed on the dance floor for more than two hours.
At first, all the students were dancing the waltz, but then the music changed and the students formed a circle and randomly exchanged partners.
Lin Zhixia suddenly had an idea and decided to try the male dance steps.
She stopped a beautiful woman in a light pink halter dress - this beautiful woman was Korean and didn't speak Chinese very well. Lin Zhixia knew a little Korean, so she started chatting with her. She thought Lin Zhixia was a Chinese of Korean ethnicity, so she immediately felt very close to her and reluctantly started dancing with Lin Zhixia.
Lin Zhixia held her wrist, watched her spin in circles under her hand, and praised her in Korean: "You are good at dancing."
Lin Zhixia gets along well with the Korean beauty.
Jiang Yubai read out her name: "Lin Zhixia?"
There was a lot of noise and music all around, so Lin Zhixia didn't hear what he said.
Jiang Yubai stood absentmindedly at the edge of the dance floor. Zhao Gefei invited him to dance, but he politely refused. Zhao Gefei blushed and insisted on asking him, "Which girl do you like?"
Jiang Yubai avoided the question.
Zhao Gefei asked again: "She has many advantages, right? Besides her looks and education."
Jiang Yubai knew them all: "Yes, she is smart, kind, simple, honest, optimistic, lively and loves to laugh..."
Zhao Gefei's right hand was across her chest, slightly covering her collar. She reminded him, "I've also been praised for being smart and kind."
Jiang Yubai held up a goblet and clinked glasses with her out of politeness. His every word and action was elegant, but his words ruined the mood. He said, "Your partner is looking for you."
Zhao Gefei folded his hands: "Why don't you say something quickly and leave me here?"
Jiang Yubai didn't respond. He walked to the other side of the corner.
Jiang Yubai was very popular. Even though he was standing in a remote corner, many students would come over to greet him. He chatted with his classmates, holding a goblet filled with mineral water in one hand. He shook the cup and took a sip of the mineral water. The light reflected from the cup body showed a figure approaching - Lin Zhixia finally came to her senses and ran towards him.
"Why don't you dance anymore?" Lin Zhixia asked him.
He said: "Everyone changed their partners."
Lin Zhixia tilted her head: "You can also change your partner and dance with other girls."
Jiang Yubai smiled: "Then I might as well stand far away and watch you dance."
Lin Zhixia's left hand twisted the hem of her skirt tightly: "You..." The textured skirt was wrinkled by her, and she said: "You are so good at talking."
Outside the window, the night deepened and the dance party was coming to an end.
Lin Zhixia didn't want to go back too late, so Jiang Yubai took her away early. They got in the same car and headed straight to Lin Zhixia's university.
Jiang Yubai opened the car window, and the summer night wind blew in, making his short black hair a little messy. He looked at the scenery outside the window that was rapidly receding, and said a few words from his heart: "I have graduated from high school and will soon go abroad to study in college. I may not be able to come back during holidays. When I was in Beijing, you went to the laboratory every day..." He realized that he revealed a trace of resentment.
After a pause, he said, "That's good. If you like to learn, you should learn more and promote the advancement of human science and technology."
"I will miss you, Jiang Yubai." Lin Zhixia replied.
Jiang Yubai sat still.
Lin Zhixia took the flower on the left collar of his suit, and took off the flower on her wrist that she had worn all night, and put it in his suit pocket. She didn't seem to feel sad about the separation, and only asked: "Will you miss me too?"
“Every day,” he replied.
Lin Zhixia smiled and said, "Okay."
She held the bouquet of flowers and gently stroked the light red petals.