Kazmir's composure shattered instantly, and his gaze turned cold.
Chang Le added more bluntly: "To me, you are just a stranger with whom I have had some interaction, nothing more."
After saying that, she turned to leave.
As the two walked side by side, Kazmir called out to her, "But you know my preferences."
Chang Le stopped in his tracks.
Kazmir added, "You know my personality too."
"You know my past,"
I know that a puppy means loyalty and obedience to me.
I know what I expect from Ajiu.
Chang Le frowned slightly.
Kazmir tilted his head slightly to meet her eyes from the side: "The puppy I want already exists, even if she doesn't belong to me."
Chang Le's brows relaxed, and she turned to face him, suddenly saying, "The Zhu Family Base is having a spring cultural and entertainment event."
Kazmir raised an eyebrow slightly: "So?"
Chang Le smiled gently and said, "Kazmir, let's dance."
Kazmir froze, while Chang Le had already turned and left.
“Wait!” Kazmir called her again. “I have something else to ask you.”
Chang Le turned around and asked with his eyes.
Kazmir asked, unusually earnestly and sincerely, "Have we met before?"
Chang Le nodded slightly: "Mm."
"Spring Love is very good, and your Adonis is excellent."
"Also," Chang Le smiled, "did you receive that bouquet of chamomile?"
Kazmir's pupils trembled slightly as his memory pulled him back to the ballet performance that had ended twenty years ago.
Before going on stage, he met a young girl with a peculiar air in the elevator. She said she had come to see his performance and told him...
"I know you dance very well, and I dance very well too."
They said they were looking forward to his performance.
He assumed it was a fan, nodded politely, smiled, and quickly left the elevator.
After the performance, among the fan gifts that were being collected was a bouquet of chamomile, with a card that Kazmir remembered vividly. It read:
To the Prince of Ballet:
In Beisha, legend has it that chamomile grows where stars fell.
There, it will rise from the abyss of star death and become a beautiful moon, like you.
He kept only that card.
Nine years later, on North Xun Whale Island, when the little dog that had piqued his curiosity suddenly bared its fangs and bit him, controlling his words and actions and ultimately imprisoning him in the Black Prison, he suddenly realized that the card was actually part of a pre-planned scheme.
That encounter, that card, those words that struck a chord with the soul—it wasn't a chance surprise, but a carefully orchestrated foreshadowing.
This little dog is cunning and mysterious.
Kazmir still can't understand how Ajiu managed to read him completely, but now he no longer cares about those minor details.
Because he knew that the puppy he wanted—the puppy that understood him and was loyal to him—did exist, even if it didn't belong to him, which was a pity.
so……
Kazmir put four fingers into his pocket and slowly walked towards the Black Prison.
Ah-Jiu said that after he finishes serving his sentence, he will be sent back to Beisha and will be able to see the new world she has brought.
Well then... let's look forward to it, anyway, life is so boring.
Oh right, and there's also a dance.
Kazmir's thoughts wandered: Seriously, does a puppy only know how to doggy paddle?
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