Le Zhengxi danced to the beat of the drum, and her soft waist was faintly revealed as she spun.

Every movement is flexible yet powerful.

Her expression was no longer so empty. Every glance she turned back was on Wei Yunxiu, mixed with inexplicable sadness and sorrow, as if she was silently telling something.

Although it was clearly sunlight, Le Zhengxi seemed to be surrounded by a dim mist, and his body was as soft as smoke and water. Every time he lowered his head, it seemed as if he was accompanied by silent sobs and sighs.

Looking at the flowers and brocade fields, he alone endured the unique sadness.

Wei Yunxiu felt as if he was a "talented man" who had forgotten his old friends on stage. He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart and it was difficult for him to breathe.

The music slowly faded.

Beads of sweat appeared on Le Zhengxi's forehead, his whole body was covered in a layer of pink, he was breathing lightly, and his chest was slightly heaving.

He changed his expression, looked up at Wei Yunxiu, and felt a little nervous.

I should... dance okay, right?

The teacher said that he is very good at managing facial expressions when dancing, and he can easily make people completely immersed in the situation.

Wei Yunxiu opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He stood up, strode over, hugged Le Zhengxi, and whispered, "...No old love, no new love. Just you."

After hearing what Wei Yunxiu said, Le Zhengxi was slightly stunned before realizing that Wei Yunxiu was talking about the lyrics.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "...Old baldy, do you really think you are a genius?"

Wei Yunxiu: ...

...It's all because Le Zhengxi dances so well... He hasn't finished the performance yet.

Le Zhengxi finally had a chance to laugh at Wei Yunxiu and said bluntly, "Old baldy, even if... you are a genius, I am not that old acquaintance on the stage."

Wei Yunxiu said sullenly, "...I know. It's just that you...danced so beautifully."

I am completely lacking in language and cannot say anything nice.

I just want to hide Le Zhengxi and not show him to anyone.

"Of course. Who do you think you're watching dance?" Le Zhengxi said with a smile, "I'm the top student in the dance department at University A."

Wei Yunxiu hugged Le Zhengxi tightly, hummed softly, and said with a smile: "...Then I can't just watch for free. Shouldn't I give you something in return?"

Le Zhengxi blushed. When she heard Wei Yunxiu's tone, she knew that this "return gift" would definitely not be something good.

He chose to avoid the topic directly, pursed his lips, and asked hesitantly: "...Then...who dances better, me or that dance blogger you liked before?"

Wei Yunxiu's body stiffened after hearing what Le Zhengxi said.

Why did you remember it again?