"I remember!" Lin Congzhi answered without hesitation: "When you were spinning the third lap, you lost your balance and almost twisted your ankle. Luckily, I caught you."
Jiang Yimei stared into Lin Congzhi's clear eyes, her smile sweet and beautiful: "You said that back then, with so many audience members and so many admiring eyes staring at you, why did you risk your life to save me?"
Sensing that the answer would be unpleasant, Lin Congzhi looked into Jiang Yimei's curious, clear eyes and asked, "Do you really want to know the answer?"
Jiang Yimei nodded in response without any hesitation: "Yes!"
Since that's the case, Lin Congzhi spoke frankly: "At the time, I just felt that we were a group, and no matter what happened, we should help each other and go all the way to the end together."
Jiang Yimei immediately pouted and said coquettishly, "Hmph! I thought you liked me and didn't want me to fall or embarrass myself in public."
Knowing this would happen, Lin Congzhi had no choice but to confess: "Back then, I didn't even know how I felt about you."
At the time, I was the one pursuing Lin Congzhi, so it's normal to have these feelings; there's nothing to blame me for.
Jiang Yimei changed the subject: "But why did you learn so quickly, you blockhead? I remember you only went a few times."
She studied dance with Lin Congzhi, but after Lin Congzhi appeared a few times, he never showed up again, making her feel lonely and listless while practicing alone.
Lin Congzhi gently scolded, "Have you forgotten? The memory of a top student is always better than that of a poor student."
These words stung Jiang Yimei's pride, and she immediately became displeased: "Showing off, showing off, what's so great about it?"
Lin Congzhi explained, "I was just stating the facts; I didn't mean to ridicule or slander you."
Knowing that Lin Congzhi meant no harm, Jiang Yimei gradually felt relieved.
She had been dancing for more than ten minutes and was tired. She wanted to rest: "Okay, I'm tired. I'm not dancing with you anymore."
Lin Congzhi tightened his grip on Jiang Yimei's slender waist, his eyes filled with reluctance: "No, let's jump a little longer."
Jiang Yimei frowned, her face showing displeasure: "You've hurt my waist by holding me so tightly, let go of me now."
Lin Congzhi mischievously said, "I won't let go."
Jiang Yimei was instantly enraged: "Just because I'm nice to you doesn't mean you can take advantage of me!"
Lin Congzhi was puzzled: "I remember you used to be eager to dance with me for as long as possible, and you wanted me to hold you tight around the waist. Why are you complaining now?"
"Then we'll have to ask you what you did seven years ago."
With a furious glare and gritted teeth, Jiang Yimei forcefully broke free from Lin Congzhi's embrace and strode away.
"laugh!"
Lin Congzhi stood there, shaking his head and smiling bitterly, feeling that he was very despicable.
As the saying goes, "One wrong step can lead to eternal regret," and that perfectly describes him. He really shouldn't have done that.
Sometimes chasing is easy, but if it leaves a wound, it becomes difficult to chase again.
You have to reap what you sow.
With his head down, he followed Jiang Yimei away.
As the crowd dispersed, the dance gradually came to an end.
Yao Yao returned with a face full of embarrassment.
The handsome guy who invited her to dance had to leave the party early because her high heels stepped on him.
Seeing her head bowed, looking utterly ashamed, Jiang Yimei asked curiously, "Yaoyao, why are you looking down?"
Yao Yao recounted the embarrassing incident that had just happened in great detail.
Jiang Yimei couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.
"You're so mean! You've ruined someone's foot."
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