Of course she knew he had a temper.
Overbearing bad temper.
She couldn't break free, but beside her ears was the sound of his heartbeat, fast and powerful, he was sweating all over, and his breath was unsteady.
"Come loose." Ning Zhen stretched out her hand to push him.
He looked down at the person in his arms, afraid that she would be angry, so he let go of his arms: "Don't run anymore, do you hear me?"
Ning Zhen hummed muffledly.
She can't even run, she doesn't want to make trouble.
The shadows of the trees were covered, and the alley was quiet for a while.
Lu Zhi calmed down and said softly, "Ning Zhen, my love letter."
He stretched out his hand and handed over the blue envelope.
There was a small cloud of water on it, which should have been wet from the sweat of his palm.
She knew a long time ago that Lu Zhi has always been persistent.
His black forehead was wet, but his eyes were bright.
He held out his hand, quietly waiting for her to move.
Ning Zhen curled her fingertips slightly and took it. He suddenly smiled, with a strong smile in his eyes, Ning Zhen was a little bit at a loss, she lowered her head: "Then I'm leaving."
"Can you take a look first?" He tilted his head and smiled, "Student Ning Zhen, I'm afraid you'll throw it in the trash as soon as you leave."
She blushed, is she that bad
"Look, huh?"
Ning Zhen bit her lip and opened the letter.
On a white paper, the black text is unexpectedly carefully and neatly written.
A very thick love letter, full of those six characters.
Ning Zhen saw the words on the paper clearly and was startled.
He said with a low smile: "Knowing that you will renege on your debt, I also lied to myself."
Write it again and again for pleasure.
When the heart is moving, the body will never be tired.
The six characters he wrote were - Ning Zhen belonged to Lu Zhi.
After writing it ten thousand times, he almost thought it was true.
Seeing her dumbfounded look, he couldn't help itching, and his Adam's apple moved slightly: "Do you agree?"
Ning Zhen took a step back, pinching the paper tightly with her fingers. My heart beat like a drum.
So nervous, he withdrew his hand regretfully.
As soon as she opened her lips, he was interrupted a little irritably: "Don't say no, it sounds like the same thing."
He bent down, met her beautiful eyes, and said in a ruffian tone, "Hey, what's wrong with me? Tell me. I'll change it."
Ning Zhen was speechless, in fact, she couldn't say anything if she was asked to speak.
This year Lu Zhi was very good, really good.
Seeing that she didn't answer, he raised the corner of his lips slightly: "I can't tell, huh? Ning Zhen, to be honest, you don't really have feelings for me, do you?"
There was a moment of silence, she squeezed the letter paper in her hand, and shook her head slightly.
The color in his eyes dimmed, and he clicked his tongue quickly: "Can you give me a hug?" He stared into her eyes, "Just give me a hug."
Ning Zhen still remembered the bad thing he did when he hugged her last time, "No, your words don't count."
"This time it really counts." He smiled helplessly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you don't want to miss me. Give me a hug and I won't bother you, okay?"
He opened his arms, his eyebrows were clear and handsome: "Come here by yourself, or should I go?"
The wind blew her light blue skirt, and he made a gesture to walk over.
Ning Zhen took two steps forward, hugged him gently, and left him as soon as she touched it, so softly that he thought it was an illusion.
The scent of her body lingered at the tip of her nose, and that smell disappeared in an instant. Lu Zhi clenched his fingers into fists, and stopped embarrassing her: "Ning Zhen, let's go."
Anyway, she took the initiative.
There is nothing to be dissatisfied with.
She gave him one last look, turned and walked out. Lu Zhi watched her disappear into the corner of the street, and cursed in a low voice.
He shouldn't be soft-hearted and regret it after letting her go.
Lu Zhi leaned against the wall, his fingers touched the phone in his trouser pocket, and he took it out.
Click on the photo.
All the same person.
She has a straight back, looks serious about writing questions, and has a cute side face.
He slid his fingers up and down, a smile on his lips.
It's not over yet.
Between them, it has only just begun. She has already taken that step, and he will take the remaining ninety-nine steps.
The holidays go by slowly and quickly.
She pressed the love letter under the album and locked it, which became two things on Ning Zhen's mind.
One she began to chase, but the other she should give up.
Fortunately, it is still early and there is still time for both things.
It was July 18th when Tang Zhuo left for his grandfather's house. Ning Haiyuan and Xu Qian were both at work. Tang Zhuo got up late, so he took the bus to go to Q city by himself.
The weather was gloomy, Tang Zhuo didn't say hello to Ning Zhen, and dragged his suitcase out the door.
The wheels of the suitcase made a loud noise in the living room, and Ning Zhen stopped dancing in the room.
She was a little hesitant, as a step-sister, she didn't know whether she should send him off.
Although Tang Zhuo treated her indifferently, Xu Qian treated her really well.
After hesitating, Tang Zhuo walked out of the house.
Ning Zhen turned off the dance video, stood by the window and looked downstairs. The young boy was wearing a dark blue T-shirt, pulling the suitcase and walking out expressionlessly.
No matter past life or present life, Tang Zhuo probably doesn't like this family.
He was in the same situation as Ning Zhen, but not as good as Ning Zhen. Anyway, Xu Qian wanted to get close to Ning Zhen, but Ning Haiyuan was only embarrassed when facing Tang Zhuo.
His back disappeared, and the sky began to rain.
The gray sky looks depressing. A small amount of rain tends to gradually fall heavily.
Ning Zhen pushed open the window and stretched out her hand to feel the cold rain.
She waited for two minutes, but Tang Zhuo never came back.
Ning Zhen closed the window, took two umbrellas and put on her shoes to go out.
As she ran, the rain fell on her face, and after a while, it really rained harder and harder.
She didn't care about that much, she quickened her pace, and soon saw Tang Zhuo's back.
He was still at that speed, and he didn't speed up because of the rain.
"Tang Zhuo—" she called out, and the person in front stopped and turned around.
Ning Zhen chased after her. She ran for a while, panting heavily, but she didn't have time to open the other umbrella. She covered him with her own umbrella, and handed the other umbrella over: "You take this."
Tang Zhuo was half wet, and his hair was covered with raindrops. He silently glanced at her and said, "No need."
"Take it, you have to walk a long way when you reach Q City, and you'll catch a cold when it's still raining." She advised dryly, always knowing that the child didn't like her very much, and she never went to make trouble for herself.
Tang Zhuo took the umbrella, and Ning Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.
"When you arrive, remember to call Aunt Xu so that she won't worry."
Tang Zhuo raised his eyes and looked at her indifferently: "That's my mother, I know it myself, I don't need you to worry about it."
The atmosphere cooled down.
Ning Zhen twitched the corner of her mouth: "I see."
The forcedly formed family already faced many problems. After being reborn, although she was willing to accept the family, but Tang Zhuo was unwilling, so she would not call herself an older sister.
Tang Zhuo opened the umbrella and exited under her umbrella.
Pull the suitcase and go forward.
After walking a few steps, he turned back with a frown: "Be quiet in the room by yourself."
Ning Zhen was embarrassed at first when she realized the nonsensical words, but then her ears turned red.
Tang Zhuo's room was next to hers. It was impossible for her to be silent during dance practice. She thought she was cautious enough, but Tang Zhuo didn't respond, but he didn't expect him to know.
In addition to endless embarrassment, she also felt guilty for being found out by a fourteen-year-old boy.
Ning Zhen apologized silently: "I'm sorry."
She didn't know to bother him.
Tang Zhuo didn't have any emotions, and didn't answer, he turned around and walked away with the suitcase.
Ning Zhen had no choice but to grit her teeth and said, "Tang Zhuo, can you stop talking about it?"
In the rain curtain, Tang Zhuo didn't respond and didn't look back.
Tang Zhuo was not at home, it was much more convenient for her to practice dancing, Xu Qian and Ning Haiyuan were no different from before, Ning Zhen was relieved, Tang Zhuo probably wouldn't say anything.
Turning the calendar page by page, the tension in her heart faded.
Ning Zhen didn't care too much about rankings and awards. She was relieved to be able to stand on the stage again, shake hands with her former self, and no longer run away.
For individual dance, JAZZ would look better. She was short on time and was not as proficient as before, because she chose to dance MODEN JAZZ.
MODEN JAZZ is a kind of jazz dance, which evolved from ballet and is a fusion of elegance and freedom.
Since her rebirth, this was the most peaceful period of time for her.
Lu Zhi didn't break his promise, after such a long vacation, he really didn't bother her.
Only one morning, when she turned on her phone, she saw a text message from him.
[Thinking about you like crazy]
Received at 04:35.
It's crazy, thinking about tossing and turning in the middle of the night.
But other than that, he was completely settled, not knowing what he was doing or where others were.
Ning Zhen turned off her phone and didn't call him back.
Everything will be fine, she and Lu Zhi just met, she is not something in his life that he can't get rid of.
While flipping through the calendar, she looked at July 30 marked in red, and suddenly thought that July 29 was also a special day.
It was Lu Zhi's 18th birthday.
He started school a year late and was a year older than most of the class.
Ning Zhen couldn't help but smile, well, the reborn self has a mental age of 19, which is older than him.
Hmph, even if a teenager who has just grown up acts like a ruffian and overbearing all day long, she has no reason to be cowardly.
Ning Zhen never knew that once she danced, her courage and confidence would return. Not at all like her, but a better version of her.
Grandpa and grandma were very happy when they knew that she would participate in the competition.
She didn't go back to accompany the two old people this time, and they were very understanding.
Grandma gave her an idea: "You go to City S two days in advance, take a plane there, go to adjust your status early, and tell him to come to our place with your father." After a pause, he said, "Zhenzhen, you Be safe and don't be like your mother…”
Speaking of the back a little choked up.
Ning Zhen's mother went to teach with a group of volunteers. She heard that the children in the mountains might never have the chance to touch dance in their entire lives, so she went to the deep mountains despite Ning Haiyuan's objection.
At that time, both grandpa and grandma agreed with her going.
The old man has lived most of his life and knows that his daughter and granddaughter are born dancers and love dancing in his soul.
Unexpectedly, there was a landslide in the rainstorm, and when she was sent back, there was only a cold corpse left.
The last words left by Ning Zhen's mother were to smile and tell her to dance well, don't be lazy, she will check when she comes back.
But in the end, dancing became the most taboo thing in the Ning family.
Ning Zhen never mentioned it again, she had already forgotten that she once loved dancing just like her mother.
She was also the most dazzling and cheerful little girl.
No one will understand that feeling, like a part of life has been stripped away, half of the world is still noisy, but the other half is quiet.
She finally decided to fly to S City on the 28th.
Her own money was used to buy new costumes for the competition, and she threw away her previous dancing clothes long ago.
On the night of the 28th, she received a call from Lu Zhi.
The boy's voice was slightly hoarse, but there was a smile on his face: "Ning Zhen, do you miss me?"
"Lu Zhi."
"Well, as long as you haven't forgotten about me. I'm afraid you'll forget who I am when you come back from all the way." There seemed to be a whistling wind and a low horn sounded, and she was stunned for a moment: " Are you driving?"
There was a low laugh and didn't answer her.
After a long time, he said, "Ning Zhen, on the 29th, can you spend a day with me?"