Chapter 24
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Of course she knew he was a man of temper.
A domineering bad temper.
She couldn't get rid of it. His heart beat in her ear. It was fast and powerful. He was sweating and his breath was unsteady.
"Relax." Ning Zhen reaches out his hand to push him.
He looked down at the person in his arms. He was afraid that she would be angry. He released his arm and said, "don't run any more. Do you hear me?"
Ning Zhen is stuffy to hum.
She can't run. She doesn't want to be punished.
The shadow of the trees covered the alley for a moment.
Lu Zhiping breathed again and said softly, "Ning Zhen, my love letter."
He reached out and passed the blue envelope.
A small water mark is on it. It should be wet by the sweat of his palm.
She knew long ago that Lu Zhi was persistent.
His black forehead was wet, but his eyes were bright.
He reached out and waited quietly for her to move.
Ning Zhen fingertips slightly curled up, took over. He suddenly laughed, the smile in the eyes is rich, rather Zhen has a little to have no measure, she lowers a head: "that I walked."
"Can you see first?" He tilted his head and laughed, "Ningzhen classmate, I'm afraid you'll throw the garbage can as soon as you leave."
She blushed. Is she that bad?
"Look, eh?"
Ning Zhen bit lip, opened that letter.
The white paper and the black text are written carefully and neatly.
It's a very thick love letter. It's all six words.
Ning Zhen sees the word on the paper clearly, Zheng Zheng.
He said with a low smile, "I'll cheat myself if I know you'll default."
Write it over and over again.
If the heart is moving, the body will never be tired.
The six words he wrote are: Ning Zhen is Lu Zhi's.
After ten thousand times, he almost thought it was true.
Seeing her dull appearance, he could not help itching, and his throat moved: "do you agree?"
Ning Zhen step back, fingers pinch paper. The heart beats like a drum.
Nervous like this, he withdrew his hand regretfully.
She just opened her lips, was slightly irritated by him to interrupt: "don't say no words, it sounds like that."
He bent down, to her beautiful eyes, tone a little ruffian: "Hey, what's wrong with me? Talk about it. I'll change it. "
Ningzhen aphasia, actually let her say, she can't say anything.
This year's Lu Zhi is very good, really good.
When he saw that she did not answer, he said, "I can't say it, eh? Ning Zhen, to tell you the truth, you don't have no feelings for me. "
In a moment of silence, she squeezed the letter in her hand and shook her head.
The color in his eyes dimmed down, and soon tut said: "can you give me a hug?" He looked her in the eye. "Just give it a hug."
Ning Zhen still remembers the bad things he did when he held her last time, "no, you don't mean what you say."
"It really counts this time." He had no choice but to smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you don't want to miss me. Just give me a hug and don't bother you, OK?"
He opened his arms, eyebrows Qingjun: "I come, or I go?"
The wind moved her light blue skirt, and he made a pose to come over.
Ning Zhen stepped forward two steps, gently hugged him, a touch namely leave, gently let him seem to think is an illusion.
The fragrance of her body lingers on the tip of her nose, and the taste is far away in a moment. Lu Zhi fingers clenched into a fist, no longer embarrassed her: "rather Zhen, you go."
At least she took the initiative.
There's nothing unsatisfied.
She gave him one last look, turned and walked out. Lu Zhi watched her figure disappear on the street corner and swore a dirty word.
He should not be soft hearted and regret letting her go.
Lu Zhi leaned against the wall and touched the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. He felt it.
Click on the photo.
It's all the same person.
Her straight back, serious writing style, charming and simple side face.
He slid his fingers up and down with a smile on his lips.
It's not over.
Between them, it's just the beginning. She has already taken that step, and he will take the remaining ninety-nine.
The holiday was slow and fast.
That love letter is pressed by her under the album, locked, became rather Zhen difficult to solve two things.
One she began to chase, the other should be abandoned.
Fortunately, it's still early. It's still time for both.
Tang Zhuo set out to his grandfather's house on July 18th. Ning Haiyuan and Xu Qian were both at work. Tang Zhuo got up late and went to Q city by bus.
The weather is overcast, Tang Zhuo didn't say hello to Ning Zhen, dragging the trunk out of the door.
The wheel of the suitcase makes a huge sound in the living room, and Ning Zhen's dance practice stops in the room.She hesitated a little. As a stepsister, she didn't know whether to send him off.
Although Tang Zhuo is not indifferent to her, Xu Qian is really nice to her.
With this hesitation, Tang Zhuo walked out of the house.
Ning Zhen closed the dance video and stood by the window to look downstairs. The little boy was wearing a dark blue T-shirt, pulling the suitcase and walking out without expression.
No matter past or present, Tang Zhuo should not like this family.
He and Ningzhen the same situation, but less than Ningzhen, anyway Xuqian want to and Ningzhen close, ninghaiyuan to Tang Zhuo but only embarrassed.
His back disappeared and the sky began to rain.
The gray sky looks very depressing. It's a light rain, and it's going to rain a lot.
Ning Zhen pushed open the window, reached out and felt the cold rain.
She waited for two minutes, but Tang Zhuo never came back.
Ning Zhen closes the window, took two umbrellas to wear shoes to go out.
She ran, the rain floated on her face, and in a moment it really rained harder and harder.
She didn't care so much. She quickened her pace and soon saw Tang Zhuo's back.
He's still at that speed. He didn't pick up because of the rain.
"Tang Zhuo --" she called. The person in front stopped and looked back.
Ningzhen catch up, she ran for a long time, panting, also too late to open another umbrella, with his this to cover him, one side to another umbrella handed over: "you take this."
Tang Zhuo's body is half wet and his hair is stained with raindrops. He gives her a silent look and says: "no need."
"Take it. When you get to Q City, you'll have to walk a long way. When it rains, it's easy to catch a cold." She tried to persuade her, always knowing that the child didn't like her very much, and she never came up to find it boring.
Tang Zhuo took the umbrella, Ning Zhen was relieved.
"When you arrive, remember to call aunt Xu so that she won't worry."
Tang Zhuo raised his eyes and gave her a cold look: "that's my mother. I know it myself. I don't need you to worry about it."
The atmosphere cooled down.
Ning Zhen pulled to pull corners of the mouth: "I know."
Forced combination of the family has been faced with many problems, rebirth, although she is willing to accept the family, but Tang Zhuo is not willing, she will not have the status of sister.
Tang Zhuo opens her umbrella and exits her umbrella.
Pull the trunk forward.
After several steps, he frowned and turned his head: "you should be quiet in the room yourself."
A word that has no head and no brain, rather Zhen reaction comes over first is embarrassed, later ear tip all red.
Tang Zhuo's room is next door to her. She can't practice dancing without sound. She thought she was careful enough, but Tang Zhuo didn't respond. He didn't know.
To be known by a 14-year-old boy is not only endless embarrassment, but also guilt.
Ning Zhen Na Na apologizes: "I'm sorry."
She didn't know to disturb him.
Tang Zhuo is not in any mood and doesn't answer. He turns around and pulls the suitcase.
Ning Zhen has no way, gnash teeth way: "Tang Zhuo, can you not say?"
In the rain curtain, Tang Zhuo didn't answer and didn't look back.
Tang Zhuo is not at home, so it's convenient for her to practice dancing. Xu Qian and Ning Haiyuan are the same as before. Ning Zhen is relieved. Tang Zhuo should not say it.
The calendar turned page by page, but the tension in her heart faded.
Ning Zhen doesn't care much about the ranking and awards. She is glad to be able to stand on the stage again, shake hands with her former self, and no longer escape.
Personal dance, dancing jazz will be more beautiful, her time is short, not as skilled as before, because she chose to dance modern jazz.
Modern jazz is a kind of jazz dance, evolved from ballet, is a combination of elegance and freedom.
It was the most peaceful time since she was born again.
Lu Zhi didn't break his promise. After such a long holiday, he didn't bother her.
Only one morning, she turned on her cell phone and saw a text message from him.
[I miss you crazy]
the reception time is 04:35.
I'm crazy. I can't sleep in the middle of the night.
But in addition, he was completely settled down, not knowing what he was doing or where others were.
Ning Zhen turns off his cell phone and doesn't return to him.
Everything will be better. She just met Lu Zhi. She is not something he can't get rid of in his life.
While looking through the calendar, she looked at the red marked July 30 and suddenly thought that July 29 was also a special day.
It's Lu Zhi's 18th birthday.
He went to school a year later, one year older than most of the class.
Ning Zhen can't help but smile, eh, the self that reborn comes back, psychological age 19, bigger than him.
Hum, a young adult, even if she is a bully all day, she has no reason to be counselled.Ning Zhen didn't know that once she danced, her courage and confidence would come back. It's not like her, but it's a better one.
My grandfather and grandmother were very happy when they knew that she would take part in the competition.
She didn't go back to accompany the two old people this time, and they understood very well.
Grandma gave her advice: "you go to s city two days in advance, take a plane, go to adjust the state early, your father's side, and he said to come here." After a pause, he said, "Zhen Zhen, please be safe. Don't be like your mother..."
When it comes to the back, I feel choked.
Ning Zhen's mother went to teach with a group of volunteers in those years. She heard that the children in the mountains might never have the chance to touch dance in their whole life. Regardless of Ning Haiyuan's opposition, she went to the mountains.
At that time, both grandma and grandfather agreed that she should go.
The old man lived most of his life, knowing that his daughter and granddaughter were born dancers and loved dancing in his soul.
Did not expect later rainstorm landslide, she was sent back, only the cold body.
Ningzhen mother left the last sentence, but is smiling let her dance well, not lazy, she came back to check.
But dancing became the most taboo thing of Ning family in the end.
Ning Zhen never mentioned it again. She has forgotten that she once loved dancing as much as her mother.
She used to be the most dazzling and cheerful little girl.
No one can understand that feeling, like a part of life has been stripped, half of the world is still noisy, the other half is quiet.
She finally decided to fly to s city on the 28th.
Her money was used to buy new clothes for the competition. She had lost her old dancing clothes very early.
On the evening of the 28th, she received a call from Lu Zhi.
The youth's voice is slightly hoarse, but with a smile: "Ning Zhen, don't you want me?"
"Lu Zhi."
"Well, I wish I hadn't forgotten. I'm afraid you'll forget who I am. " There seemed to be a whirring wind. The low horn sounded. She was stunned for a moment: "are you driving?"
There is a low smile, do not answer her.
For a long time, he said: "Ning Zhen, 29, can you accompany me for a day?"
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Of course she knew he was a man of temper.
A domineering bad temper.
She couldn't get rid of it. His heart beat in her ear. It was fast and powerful. He was sweating and his breath was unsteady.
"Relax." Ning Zhen reaches out his hand to push him.
He looked down at the person in his arms. He was afraid that she would be angry. He released his arm and said, "don't run any more. Do you hear me?"
Ning Zhen is stuffy to hum.
She can't run. She doesn't want to be punished.
The shadow of the trees covered the alley for a moment.
Lu Zhiping breathed again and said softly, "Ning Zhen, my love letter."
He reached out and passed the blue envelope.
A small water mark is on it. It should be wet by the sweat of his palm.
She knew long ago that Lu Zhi was persistent.
His black forehead was wet, but his eyes were bright.
He reached out and waited quietly for her to move.
Ning Zhen fingertips slightly curled up, took over. He suddenly laughed, the smile in the eyes is rich, rather Zhen has a little to have no measure, she lowers a head: "that I walked."
"Can you see first?" He tilted his head and laughed, "Ningzhen classmate, I'm afraid you'll throw the garbage can as soon as you leave."
She blushed. Is she that bad?
"Look, eh?"
Ning Zhen bit lip, opened that letter.
The white paper and the black text are written carefully and neatly.
It's a very thick love letter. It's all six words.
Ning Zhen sees the word on the paper clearly, Zheng Zheng.
He said with a low smile, "I'll cheat myself if I know you'll default."
Write it over and over again.
If the heart is moving, the body will never be tired.
The six words he wrote are: Ning Zhen is Lu Zhi's.
After ten thousand times, he almost thought it was true.
Seeing her dull appearance, he could not help itching, and his throat moved: "do you agree?"
Ning Zhen step back, fingers pinch paper. The heart beats like a drum.
Nervous like this, he withdrew his hand regretfully.
She just opened her lips, was slightly irritated by him to interrupt: "don't say no words, it sounds like that."
He bent down, to her beautiful eyes, tone a little ruffian: "Hey, what's wrong with me? Talk about it. I'll change it. "
Ningzhen aphasia, actually let her say, she can't say anything.
This year's Lu Zhi is very good, really good.
When he saw that she did not answer, he said, "I can't say it, eh? Ning Zhen, to tell you the truth, you don't have no feelings for me. "
In a moment of silence, she squeezed the letter in her hand and shook her head.
The color in his eyes dimmed down, and soon tut said: "can you give me a hug?" He looked her in the eye. "Just give it a hug."
Ning Zhen still remembers the bad things he did when he held her last time, "no, you don't mean what you say."
"It really counts this time." He had no choice but to smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you don't want to miss me. Just give me a hug and don't bother you, OK?"
He opened his arms, eyebrows Qingjun: "I come, or I go?"
The wind moved her light blue skirt, and he made a pose to come over.
Ning Zhen stepped forward two steps, gently hugged him, a touch namely leave, gently let him seem to think is an illusion.
The fragrance of her body lingers on the tip of her nose, and the taste is far away in a moment. Lu Zhi fingers clenched into a fist, no longer embarrassed her: "rather Zhen, you go."
At least she took the initiative.
There's nothing unsatisfied.
She gave him one last look, turned and walked out. Lu Zhi watched her figure disappear on the street corner and swore a dirty word.
He should not be soft hearted and regret letting her go.
Lu Zhi leaned against the wall and touched the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. He felt it.
Click on the photo.
It's all the same person.
Her straight back, serious writing style, charming and simple side face.
He slid his fingers up and down with a smile on his lips.
It's not over.
Between them, it's just the beginning. She has already taken that step, and he will take the remaining ninety-nine.
The holiday was slow and fast.
That love letter is pressed by her under the album, locked, became rather Zhen difficult to solve two things.
One she began to chase, the other should be abandoned.
Fortunately, it's still early. It's still time for both.
Tang Zhuo set out to his grandfather's house on July 18th. Ning Haiyuan and Xu Qian were both at work. Tang Zhuo got up late and went to Q city by bus.
The weather is overcast, Tang Zhuo didn't say hello to Ning Zhen, dragging the trunk out of the door.
The wheel of the suitcase makes a huge sound in the living room, and Ning Zhen's dance practice stops in the room.She hesitated a little. As a stepsister, she didn't know whether to send him off.
Although Tang Zhuo is not indifferent to her, Xu Qian is really nice to her.
With this hesitation, Tang Zhuo walked out of the house.
Ning Zhen closed the dance video and stood by the window to look downstairs. The little boy was wearing a dark blue T-shirt, pulling the suitcase and walking out without expression.
No matter past or present, Tang Zhuo should not like this family.
He and Ningzhen the same situation, but less than Ningzhen, anyway Xuqian want to and Ningzhen close, ninghaiyuan to Tang Zhuo but only embarrassed.
His back disappeared and the sky began to rain.
The gray sky looks very depressing. It's a light rain, and it's going to rain a lot.
Ning Zhen pushed open the window, reached out and felt the cold rain.
She waited for two minutes, but Tang Zhuo never came back.
Ning Zhen closes the window, took two umbrellas to wear shoes to go out.
She ran, the rain floated on her face, and in a moment it really rained harder and harder.
She didn't care so much. She quickened her pace and soon saw Tang Zhuo's back.
He's still at that speed. He didn't pick up because of the rain.
"Tang Zhuo --" she called. The person in front stopped and looked back.
Ningzhen catch up, she ran for a long time, panting, also too late to open another umbrella, with his this to cover him, one side to another umbrella handed over: "you take this."
Tang Zhuo's body is half wet and his hair is stained with raindrops. He gives her a silent look and says: "no need."
"Take it. When you get to Q City, you'll have to walk a long way. When it rains, it's easy to catch a cold." She tried to persuade her, always knowing that the child didn't like her very much, and she never came up to find it boring.
Tang Zhuo took the umbrella, Ning Zhen was relieved.
"When you arrive, remember to call aunt Xu so that she won't worry."
Tang Zhuo raised his eyes and gave her a cold look: "that's my mother. I know it myself. I don't need you to worry about it."
The atmosphere cooled down.
Ning Zhen pulled to pull corners of the mouth: "I know."
Forced combination of the family has been faced with many problems, rebirth, although she is willing to accept the family, but Tang Zhuo is not willing, she will not have the status of sister.
Tang Zhuo opens her umbrella and exits her umbrella.
Pull the trunk forward.
After several steps, he frowned and turned his head: "you should be quiet in the room yourself."
A word that has no head and no brain, rather Zhen reaction comes over first is embarrassed, later ear tip all red.
Tang Zhuo's room is next door to her. She can't practice dancing without sound. She thought she was careful enough, but Tang Zhuo didn't respond. He didn't know.
To be known by a 14-year-old boy is not only endless embarrassment, but also guilt.
Ning Zhen Na Na apologizes: "I'm sorry."
She didn't know to disturb him.
Tang Zhuo is not in any mood and doesn't answer. He turns around and pulls the suitcase.
Ning Zhen has no way, gnash teeth way: "Tang Zhuo, can you not say?"
In the rain curtain, Tang Zhuo didn't answer and didn't look back.
Tang Zhuo is not at home, so it's convenient for her to practice dancing. Xu Qian and Ning Haiyuan are the same as before. Ning Zhen is relieved. Tang Zhuo should not say it.
The calendar turned page by page, but the tension in her heart faded.
Ning Zhen doesn't care much about the ranking and awards. She is glad to be able to stand on the stage again, shake hands with her former self, and no longer escape.
Personal dance, dancing jazz will be more beautiful, her time is short, not as skilled as before, because she chose to dance modern jazz.
Modern jazz is a kind of jazz dance, evolved from ballet, is a combination of elegance and freedom.
It was the most peaceful time since she was born again.
Lu Zhi didn't break his promise. After such a long holiday, he didn't bother her.
Only one morning, she turned on her cell phone and saw a text message from him.
[I miss you crazy]
the reception time is 04:35.
I'm crazy. I can't sleep in the middle of the night.
But in addition, he was completely settled down, not knowing what he was doing or where others were.
Ning Zhen turns off his cell phone and doesn't return to him.
Everything will be better. She just met Lu Zhi. She is not something he can't get rid of in his life.
While looking through the calendar, she looked at the red marked July 30 and suddenly thought that July 29 was also a special day.
It's Lu Zhi's 18th birthday.
He went to school a year later, one year older than most of the class.
Ning Zhen can't help but smile, eh, the self that reborn comes back, psychological age 19, bigger than him.
Hum, a young adult, even if she is a bully all day, she has no reason to be counselled.Ning Zhen didn't know that once she danced, her courage and confidence would come back. It's not like her, but it's a better one.
My grandfather and grandmother were very happy when they knew that she would take part in the competition.
She didn't go back to accompany the two old people this time, and they understood very well.
Grandma gave her advice: "you go to s city two days in advance, take a plane, go to adjust the state early, your father's side, and he said to come here." After a pause, he said, "Zhen Zhen, please be safe. Don't be like your mother..."
When it comes to the back, I feel choked.
Ning Zhen's mother went to teach with a group of volunteers in those years. She heard that the children in the mountains might never have the chance to touch dance in their whole life. Regardless of Ning Haiyuan's opposition, she went to the mountains.
At that time, both grandma and grandfather agreed that she should go.
The old man lived most of his life, knowing that his daughter and granddaughter were born dancers and loved dancing in his soul.
Did not expect later rainstorm landslide, she was sent back, only the cold body.
Ningzhen mother left the last sentence, but is smiling let her dance well, not lazy, she came back to check.
But dancing became the most taboo thing of Ning family in the end.
Ning Zhen never mentioned it again. She has forgotten that she once loved dancing as much as her mother.
She used to be the most dazzling and cheerful little girl.
No one can understand that feeling, like a part of life has been stripped, half of the world is still noisy, the other half is quiet.
She finally decided to fly to s city on the 28th.
Her money was used to buy new clothes for the competition. She had lost her old dancing clothes very early.
On the evening of the 28th, she received a call from Lu Zhi.
The youth's voice is slightly hoarse, but with a smile: "Ning Zhen, don't you want me?"
"Lu Zhi."
"Well, I wish I hadn't forgotten. I'm afraid you'll forget who I am. " There seemed to be a whirring wind. The low horn sounded. She was stunned for a moment: "are you driving?"
There is a low smile, do not answer her.
For a long time, he said: "Ning Zhen, 29, can you accompany me for a day?"
Of course she knew he was a man of temper. A domineering bad temper. She couldn't get rid of it. His heart beat in her ear. It was fast and powerful. He was sweating and his breath was unsteady. "Relax." Ning Zhen reaches out his hand to push him. He looked down at the person in his arms. He was afraid that she would be angry. He released his arm and said, "don't run any more. Do you hear me?" Ning Zhen is stuffy to hum. She can't run. She doesn't want to be punished. The shadow of the trees covered the alley for a moment. Lu Zhiping breathed again and said softly, "Ning Zhen, my love letter." He reached out and passed the blue envelope. A small water mark is on it. It should be wet by the sweat of his palm. She knew long ago that Lu Zhi was persistent. His black forehead was wet, but his eyes were bright. He reached out and waited quietly for her to move. Ning Zhen fingertips slightly curled up, took over. He suddenly laughed, the smile in the eyes is rich, rather Zhen has a little to have no measure, she lowers a head: "that I walked." "Can you see first?" He tilted his head and laughed, "Ningzhen classmate, I'm afraid you'll throw the garbage can as soon as you leave." She blushed. Is she that bad? "Look, eh?" Ning Zhen bit lip, opened that letter. The white paper and the black text are written carefully and neatly. It's a very thick love letter. It's all six words. Ning Zhen sees the word on the paper clearly, Zheng Zheng. He said with a low smile, "I'll cheat myself if I know you'll default." Write it over and over again. If the heart is moving, the body will never be tired. The six words he wrote are: Ning Zhen is Lu Zhi's. After ten thousand times, he almost thought it was true. Seeing her dull appearance, he could not help itching, and his throat moved: "do you agree?" Ning Zhen step back, fingers pinch paper. The heart beats like a drum. Nervous like this, he withdrew his hand regretfully. She just opened her lips, was slightly irritated by him to interrupt: "don't say no words, it sounds like that." He bent down, to her beautiful eyes, tone a little ruffian: "Hey, what's wrong with me? Talk about it. I'll change it. " Ningzhen aphasia, actually let her say, she can't say anything. This year's Lu Zhi is very good, really good. When he saw that she did not answer, he said, "I can't say it, eh? Ning Zhen, to tell you the truth, you don't have no feelings for me. " In a moment of silence, she squeezed the letter in her hand and shook her head. The color in his eyes dimmed down, and soon tut said: "can you give me a hug?" He looked her in the eye. "Just give it a hug." Ning Zhen still remembers the bad things he did when he held her last time, "no, you don't mean what you say." "It really counts this time." He had no choice but to smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you don't want to miss me. Just give me a hug and don't bother you, OK?" He opened his arms, eyebrows Qingjun: "I come, or I go?" The wind moved her light blue skirt, and he made a pose to come over. Ning Zhen stepped forward two steps, gently hugged him, a touch namely leave, gently let him seem to think is an illusion. The fragrance of her body lingers on the tip of her nose, and the taste is far away in a moment. Lu Zhi fingers clenched into a fist, no longer embarrassed her: "rather Zhen, you go." At least she took the initiative. There's nothing unsatisfied. She gave him one last look, turned and walked out. Lu Zhi watched her figure disappear on the street corner and swore a dirty word. He should not be soft hearted and regret letting her go. Lu Zhi leaned against the wall and touched the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. He felt it. Click on the photo. It's all the same person. Her straight back, serious writing style, charming and simple side face. He slid his fingers up and down with a smile on his lips. It's not over. Between them, it's just the beginning. She has already taken that step, and he will take the remaining ninety-nine. The holiday was slow and fast. That love letter is pressed by her under the album, locked, became rather Zhen difficult to solve two things. One she began to chase, the other should be abandoned. Fortunately, it's still early. It's still time for both. Tang Zhuo set out to his grandfather's house on July 18th. Ning Haiyuan and Xu Qian were both at work. Tang Zhuo got up late and went to Q city by bus. The weather is overcast, Tang Zhuo didn't say hello to Ning Zhen, dragging the trunk out of the door. The wheel of the suitcase makes a huge sound in the living room, and Ning Zhen's dance practice stops in the room.She hesitated a little. As a stepsister, she didn't know whether to send him off. Although Tang Zhuo is not indifferent to her, Xu Qian is really nice to her. With this hesitation, Tang Zhuo walked out of the house. Ning Zhen closed the dance video and stood by the window to look downstairs. The little boy was wearing a dark blue T-shirt, pulling the suitcase and walking out without expression. No matter past or present, Tang Zhuo should not like this family. He and Ningzhen the same situation, but less than Ningzhen, anyway Xuqian want to and Ningzhen close, ninghaiyuan to Tang Zhuo but only embarrassed. His back disappeared and the sky began to rain. The gray sky looks very depressing. It's a light rain, and it's going to rain a lot. Ning Zhen pushed open the window, reached out and felt the cold rain. She waited for two minutes, but Tang Zhuo never came back. Ning Zhen closes the window, took two umbrellas to wear shoes to go out. She ran, the rain floated on her face, and in a moment it really rained harder and harder. She didn't care so much. She quickened her pace and soon saw Tang Zhuo's back. He's still at that speed. He didn't pick up because of the rain. "Tang Zhuo --" she called. The person in front stopped and looked back. Ningzhen catch up, she ran for a long time, panting, also too late to open another umbrella, with his this to cover him, one side to another umbrella handed over: "you take this." Tang Zhuo's body is half wet and his hair is stained with raindrops. He gives her a silent look and says: "no need." "Take it. When you get to Q City, you'll have to walk a long way. When it rains, it's easy to catch a cold." She tried to persuade her, always knowing that the child didn't like her very much, and she never came up to find it boring. Tang Zhuo took the umbrella, Ning Zhen was relieved. "When you arrive, remember to call aunt Xu so that she won't worry." Tang Zhuo raised his eyes and gave her a cold look: "that's my mother. I know it myself. I don't need you to worry about it." The atmosphere cooled down. Ning Zhen pulled to pull corners of the mouth: "I know." Forced combination of the family has been faced with many problems, rebirth, although she is willing to accept the family, but Tang Zhuo is not willing, she will not have the status of sister. Tang Zhuo opens her umbrella and exits her umbrella. Pull the trunk forward. After several steps, he frowned and turned his head: "you should be quiet in the room yourself." A word that has no head and no brain, rather Zhen reaction comes over first is embarrassed, later ear tip all red. Tang Zhuo's room is next door to her. She can't practice dancing without sound. She thought she was careful enough, but Tang Zhuo didn't respond. He didn't know. To be known by a 14-year-old boy is not only endless embarrassment, but also guilt. Ning Zhen Na Na apologizes: "I'm sorry." She didn't know to disturb him. Tang Zhuo is not in any mood and doesn't answer. He turns around and pulls the suitcase. Ning Zhen has no way, gnash teeth way: "Tang Zhuo, can you not say?" In the rain curtain, Tang Zhuo didn't answer and didn't look back. Tang Zhuo is not at home, so it's convenient for her to practice dancing. Xu Qian and Ning Haiyuan are the same as before. Ning Zhen is relieved. Tang Zhuo should not say it. The calendar turned page by page, but the tension in her heart faded. Ning Zhen doesn't care much about the ranking and awards. She is glad to be able to stand on the stage again, shake hands with her former self, and no longer escape. Personal dance, dancing jazz will be more beautiful, her time is short, not as skilled as before, because she chose to dance modern jazz. Modern jazz is a kind of jazz dance, evolved from ballet, is a combination of elegance and freedom. It was the most peaceful time since she was born again. Lu Zhi didn't break his promise. After such a long holiday, he didn't bother her. Only one morning, she turned on her cell phone and saw a text message from him. I miss you crazy the reception time is 04:35. I'm crazy. I can't sleep in the middle of the night. But in addition, he was completely settled down, not knowing what he was doing or where others were. Ning Zhen turns off his cell phone and doesn't return to him. Everything will be better. She just met Lu Zhi. She is not something he can't get rid of in his life. While looking through the calendar, she looked at the red marked July 30 and suddenly thought that July 29 was also a special day. It's Lu Zhi's 18th birthday. He went to school a year later, one year older than most of the class. Ning Zhen can't help but smile, eh, the self that reborn comes back, psychological age 19, bigger than him. Hum, a young adult, even if she is a bully all day, she has no reason to be counselled.Ning Zhen didn't know that once she danced, her courage and confidence would come back. It's not like her, but it's a better one. My grandfather and grandmother were very happy when they knew that she would take part in the competition. She didn't go back to accompany the two old people this time, and they understood very well. Grandma gave her advice: "you go to s city two days in advance, take a plane, go to adjust the state early, your father's side, and he said to come here." After a pause, he said, "Zhen Zhen, please be safe. Don't be like your mother..." When it comes to the back, I feel choked. Ning Zhen's mother went to teach with a group of volunteers in those years. She heard that the children in the mountains might never have the chance to touch dance in their whole life. Regardless of Ning Haiyuan's opposition, she went to the mountains. At that time, both grandma and grandfather agreed that she should go. The old man lived most of his life, knowing that his daughter and granddaughter were born dancers and loved dancing in his soul. Did not expect later rainstorm landslide, she was sent back, only the cold body. Ningzhen mother left the last sentence, but is smiling let her dance well, not lazy, she came back to check. But dancing became the most taboo thing of Ning family in the end. Ning Zhen never mentioned it again. She has forgotten that she once loved dancing as much as her mother. She used to be the most dazzling and cheerful little girl. No one can understand that feeling, like a part of life has been stripped, half of the world is still noisy, the other half is quiet. She finally decided to fly to s city on the 28th. Her money was used to buy new clothes for the competition. She had lost her old dancing clothes very early. On the evening of the 28th, she received a call from Lu Zhi. The youth's voice is slightly hoarse, but with a smile: "Ning Zhen, don't you want me?" "Lu Zhi." "Well, I wish I hadn't forgotten. I'm afraid you'll forget who I am. " There seemed to be a whirring wind. The low horn sounded. She was stunned for a moment: "are you driving?" There is a low smile, do not answer her. For a long time, he said: "Ning Zhen, 29, can you accompany me for a day?"
