One dance can arouse people's imagination, but one of many dances goes unnoticed.
Li Anxin put his hand into Li Jinchuan's palm, smiled slightly, and when he came close to him, he whispered: "Are you in a good mood tonight?"
"I received the red envelope. I've seen it. It's indeed a huge amount of money."
When he reached the dance floor, he turned around and backed away. He held Li Anxin's hand and naturally changed his hand to hold it with hers. He took a step forward and held her waist.
"A windfall from heaven, do you want to treat the teacher to dinner?"
"Teacher, do you like sweets?"
"I don't want your candy, it would be better if you give me some kickback."
The two were close to each other and talking quietly.
Li Jinchuan had a smile on his face, light and decent, and danced melodiously. He remembered every step clearly.
Li Anxin's dance partner has been monopolized by Li Yinze for a long time. The coordination between the siblings is the most perfect in the world, but she just discovered that Li Jinchuan's steps also suit her very well.
"Jinchuan."
"Um?"
"You dance very well."
Her voice was soft, right next to her ears.
Li Jinchuan thought to himself that those time-wasting dances tonight were worth it.
He said: "After the dinner, can you help me read two Spanish folk songs?"
Li Anxin was surprised, "You have to work hard today?"
"Learning should be sustained."
Li Anxin smiled and said, "Okay."
As soon as the words fell, Li Jinchuan stepped away, raised their hands, and asked her to dance away in front of them.
The music is still playing.
The dance is finally over.
The hands you are holding should also be loosened.
Li Anxin didn't think much, and waited for the dinner to end.
She asked the driver to take Zhou Tang and Li Kuo home first, while she went to find Li Jinchuan.
Li Jinchuan changed his clothes and came out, but told her that Shi was not at home.
“Is your poetry physical?”
Li Jinchuan smiled and said nothing, then went to ride a car from behind.
"Sister An An, get in the car and I'll take you to see some poetry."
Li Anxin smoothed his hair and got into his car without hesitation.
Just like last time, she hugged his waist.
"Gone."
"good."
After the dinner, all the guests leaving were in front, and it was still noisy.
Li Jinchuan carried Li Anxin, both of them wore masks, and passed by the crowds of people openly.
"Idiot."
A voice full of contempt floated into Li Anxin's ears along the wind.
She heard clearly.
He was stunned for a moment.
She laughed out loud, "Jinchuan, what did you say?"
The boy rode his bicycle and walked forward into the quiet avenue, passing through the mottled lights cast from the top.
He turned his head and said, "Don't you think they are ridiculous?"
"for example?"
"There are obviously luxury cars, but I guess there's no room for them in the garage. If you're going to a banquet, you have to carefully choose an old car." He hummed.
Li Anxin blew the wind, raised the volume a little, and said, "That's called low, tone!"
The boy's laughter carried along the wind.
Clear and willful, with the arrogance unique to his age.
When Li Anxin thought about depression, he felt that he should have found the right opportunity to talk about it.
She could feel that the child was inviting her, and they should be considered real friends.
The car kept going, because it was very late and there was no one on the road.
Gradually, Li Anxin saw the walls covered with graffiti.
She saw that there was Spanish and many foreign languages.
Li Jinchuan stopped the car, put one foot on the ground, and turned around, "Look, they are all poems."