"Good, good! Go to your house Zhao Xue was bright eyed, cheering and almost jumped up, "we rehearse for an hour after school every day, and then it will be absolutely amazing! What about peaches
"I..." Peach looked at Zhao Xue's expectant eyes, hesitated and whispered, "I want to ask Shen Mo Chen..."
"What?" Zhao Xue opened a pair of round eyes, looking at the peach, surprised: "why ask him?"
"This..." Peach lowered his head with a little guilty, "he takes me home from school every day. My home is far away from school..."
"Oh ~ ~" Zhao Xue looked at the peach with a kind of eyes that I understood, and said with a smile: "well, after you and your husband apply for the schedule, we will decide whether to go to Lingyun's house or not."
Lingyun a pair of sparkling peach eyes to see the peach, which has some complex and unspeakable look, his thin lips slightly moved, but finally did not say anything.
When school was over, peach's schoolbag had not been cleaned up. Zhao Xue pushed her arm and said excitedly: "peach, your husband has come to pick you up!"
Peach turned to look out of the classroom. A figure in a white shirt stood in the corridor. The outline of his facial features was as perfect as knife carving. His white skin was like a little orange halo in the soft light of the setting sun. His dark and deep eyes were like a pool of clear spring water. It was cool and transparent. He could not see through the emotion. His nose was straight Straight, thin lips habitually close, at this moment, casually lean on the railing of the corridor, just such a simple posture, then the entire corridor has become a beautiful landscape.
His eyes passed through the glass, around the air, and fell straight on the peach, as if there was no one else in the world but peaches.
Ling Yun looked at the dark dust standing outside the classroom, and then looked at peach and his eyes at each other. Suddenly, he felt that the relationship between them seemed to be a complete and closed world, separated by transparent glass. Although other people could see it, they could not touch it and could not enter at all.
Peach quickly put the books into the bag, carrying the bag ran out of the classroom.
"Why are you here? Don't you wait for me to find you?" Peach looked up at him. He seemed to grow tall again. Peach thought gloomily that although he had grown a lot this year, he could not catch up with the height of the dust.
"Let's go." Shen Mo Chen didn't answer. He just stretched out his hand and pulled peach's cold hand. He turned and walked directly towards the stairs.
"Wow..." The classroom behind them was filled with exclamations of admiration.
"Peach, are you sure you want to dance the spirit of the sparrow?" Shen Mo Chen frowned and looked at her little hand lying in the palm of his hand. It felt cold.
"Not sure." At the mention of this matter, peach's white face immediately collapsed, "are you kidding? How can I dance with such a high difficulty? It's a solo dance!! What's more, the movements of the arms are so complicated that it looks like a cramp if you are not careful
"I think so." Shen Mo Chen agreed with peach's words very much. He nodded slightly, looked at the sad expression on peach's face, drew her close to him with interest, and whispered in her ear, "do you know what you are suitable for dancing?"
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