Ye Ci's illness this time came suddenly and violently.
The doctor said it was caused by emotional agitation, too much pressure, and weakened body immunity.
She was in the hospital, her condition came and went, and she lost a lot of weight.
Most importantly, her mental state became very bad.
Ye Ming followed the doctor's advice and took her to consult a psychologist.
Whether the problem is big or small.
Ye Ci's depression is too severe, and she needs to see a psychiatrist for counseling on a regular basis.
However, Ye Ming kept these things a secret.
Except for the Ye family, no one else knows.
Ning Li's life is no different from before, going to and from school normally every day.
Two weeks passed in a blink of an eye, and the weather gradually warmed up.
On the Internet, the popularity of Ye Ci's cheating and leaking questions finally dropped a little bit.
In No. 2 Middle School, everyone also refocused on their studies.
Especially the third year of high school.
The college entrance examination is getting closer, and their course schedule is becoming more and more tense.
The countdown sign for the college entrance examination is posted in the corridor, and the number is decreasing every day.
This day is Friday night.
Ning Li was writing an English volume, He Xiaochen secretly took out his mobile phone, covered it with a book, plugged in his earphones, and read it.
After Ning Li finished writing the last question, the refill just ran out.
She took a new one out of her stationery bag and put it on.
At this moment, she saw Kong Rou coming from outside.
Today is English evening self-study, Kong Rou is the teacher on duty.
However, Class One is different from other classes. Basically, there are no evening self-study classes. If students have any questions, they can just go to the teacher and ask them. The degree of freedom is relatively high.
Ning Li bumped He Xiaochen's elbow lightly, and He Xiaochen immediately put the phone back on the table without a sound, then quietly pulled off the earphones, and pulled them out from the sleeve.
Ning Li: "."
Kong Rou sat down on the podium, and several students walked over one after another.
After that, He Xiaochen didn't touch the phone again, and has been studying hard.
The bell rang.
Kong Rou left the classroom.
Some students started to pack up their things and leave, while others still sat in their seats.
With the college entrance examination approaching, everyone is under a lot of pressure.
Many students have begun to consciously stay in the classroom for a longer period of time to study.
He Xiaochen carefully took out the phone again.
Ning Li turned her head and glanced at her.
From her position, half of He Xiaochen's phone screen could be seen.
After seeing it clearly, she was taken aback.
He Xiaochen was watching a video.
In the center of the picture is a boy in white.
Seemingly aware that Ning Li was looking over, He Xiaochen handed over the phone:
"Wooooow, Ningli, look! Doesn't he look good! This solo dance is really amazing!"
As she spoke, she handed over a headset.
Ning Li couldn't resist, so she had to put on the earphones.
He Xiaochen pulled the progress bar to the beginning:
"You watch from the very beginning!"
This is a solo stage for three minutes and thirty seconds.
At first, the picture was dark.
Then, a subtle sound of wind came into the ears, accompanied by the faint sound of flowing water.
Tranquility, openness, and remoteness subconsciously calm people's hearts.
A round of bright moon rises slowly, and the light like water falls.
Under the moon, the boy in white stood quietly.
He lowered his head slightly, his black hair half covered his eyebrows and eyes, and he could only see fair and clear skin, a high nose bridge, thin and smooth cheeks, and a blush on his lips.
He was wearing a silk white shirt with a half-open neckline, and his delicate collarbone could be vaguely seen.
The loose cuffs are fastened with white ribbons and trimmed with flowing fringe.
Boom!
A drum sounded.
He raised his arms as if guided.
His whole body was surrounded by a layer of light.
Then, there was a series of clamoring syllable drumbeats.
Boom boom boom!
He rises with the rhythm, and every movement is precisely clicked.
The silk shirt danced with him, outlining the boy's perfect body texture.
The boy's stature is clearly tall, straight and slender, and his figure is incredibly light when he dances, but every movement contains vigorous and tenacious strength.
The rhythm of the music is getting faster and faster, like a sudden rainstorm in midsummer, the sound of the music hits the ears, falls on the black and blue eaves and the emerald-colored banana leaves, and then flows down the river.
clatter!
The toes flew down, and a string of crystal clear water droplets splashed up, and ripples rippled from under his feet.
The night and the bright moon are intertwined, and the reflection of the young man is reflected on the water surface, forming a painting.
The water splashed on his body, and the white silk shirt became translucent, clinging tightly to the young man's thin and perfect body.
The shoulder line is straight, the abdominal muscles are well-defined, and the waistline is smooth and thin.
Gradually, the music became more soothing again, and his movements slowed down.
Like the first break of a shower, the moonlight is bright and clear.
The boy raised his head and lowered it slowly, embracing himself.
The camera moves forward slowly.
A few strands of forehead hair have been wet, and the young man's face is beautiful, exquisite and perfect.
He closed his eyes, his eyelashes were incredibly long, and there was a drop of water on it, shining brightly.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
The light brown pupils are like glass balls, clean and bright, pure and flawless.
He carried the unique sense of fragility of a teenager, as if this touching beauty would shatter with a slight touch.
The drop of water fell down quickly and merged into his eyes, blurring a layer of faint light.
The color of his eyes gradually blurred, and the corners of his eyes were slightly crimson, as if hiding deep desire and temptation, tempting people to fall into him.
There is a tear mole at the end of the left eye, complementing each other, showing a kind of lazy beauty that is hard to describe but still touching.
The screen freezes.
He sleeps peacefully in the wind and wakes up in the rain, as if walking from a very distant mountain forest, dancing solo under the moonlight.
He became the only moving color in this picture.
he is-
Lin Fengmian.
(end of this chapter)