Cheng Haochen looked at his watch and stood up, "It's getting late, I'll take you back."
Along the way, the two of them talked about things that were neither salty nor bland, and the atmosphere was distant and silent.
Before getting off the car, Gu Ruohan turned to look at Cheng Haochen, who looked extremely quiet, and said softly, "Haochen, come and see me perform then, okay?"
Cheng Haochen turned his head and looked at her lightly, saying nothing, as if he was hesitating.
"Haochen, just think of it as support among friends, okay?" Gu Ruohan's voice was soft and soothing, with a hint of hope.
Cheng Haochen thought for a moment and finally agreed, "Well... OK, I will go when the time comes."
Gu Ruohan's flowery face immediately showed a comfortable smile, with endless satisfaction in the smile, "Haochen, thank you."
Cheng Haochen looked at Gu Ruohan's beautiful back, and more and more inexplicable feelings surged in his heart.
Once upon a time, did the leaves leave because of the pursuit of the wind or because of the unwillingness of the tree to stay?
But now, everything is no longer important.
Five years have passed, and the mulberry field has turned into a vast sea...
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The huge theater was crowded with people and all seats were occupied.
On the beautiful and gorgeous stage, a woman is wearing a beautiful dance skirt, as white as snow, as elegant as a fairy, as transparent as cicada wings, and as sacred as a wedding dress.
In the beautiful music of "Swan Lake", the woman on the stage danced gracefully, with her waist like a soft willow and her legs like vines.
With the perfect cooperation of her limbs, the dance is like a dream and an illusion, both real and real, fake and fake.
A series of difficult movements, as light as tulle, as elegant as the breeze, and as smooth as the stream.
Yu Keqing watched as if she were in a dream, as if she was in a story and couldn't extricate herself.
"Qin Yan, it's so wonderful. I have never seen such a beautiful ballet. It's incredible.
You see, her body is as soft and boneless, as light as silk, and the charm in her movements is as if even a saint cannot express it... This dance can only be found in heaven."
Yu Keqing kept praising her, praising the dancers on the stage as more capable of dancing than Chang'e and more moving than fairies.
At the end, the applause resounded through the hall like thunder, like the surging sea water that could not calm down for a long time.
Gu Ruohan bowed deeply to the audience, and when he raised his head, he smiled brightly.
"Thank you all for your support, thank you for your applause, and thank you for your love for ballet.