Under the skirt, a pair of overly slender and straight legs, and the stiletto heels of high heels supported the light dance steps.

Her unusually tall figure makes her as dazzling as a dream on the stage.

"You see, Senior Xia Yao, really, even if you can't see the face clearly, you can recognize her at a glance just by her height and long legs."

At this time, the girl with a ponytail pointed in the direction to Fangran and showed some envy. She whispered the information she heard from her friend in a low voice:

"Besides, I heard that she also dances Latin dance, rumba."

At this moment, looking at the figure on the stage, the black-haired young man just nodded softly and gently:

"Ok, I know."

My senior sister learned Latin dance because her mother was a dance teacher.

Because of my personality, I have been practicing rumba in a soothing way since childhood.

In the senior sister's own words, Latin dance, a hot and sexy dance, is not suitable for her and she is not good at it.

But before leaving for Midnight, one day when I went to the club building, I saw the senior sister who was practicing dancing. Under her quiet concentration,

It is a beautiful style that is completely different from the usual...

At this time, listening to his calm answer, the girl with a ponytail turned her head slightly in surprise,

Then maybe in a trance, something loses its cover and is revealed unconsciously.

In the darkness, she saw an unspeakable temperament exuding from the young man's figure.

When I heard that the other party was looking for Xia Yao, I instinctively thought of him as an annoying boy who wanted to chase a beautiful woman, so he dressed up in a suit to express his love.

But at this moment, she suddenly noticed the inexplicable straightness of the young man's suit in front of her...

He didn't notice the change in the people around him, he was still looking at the stage at this moment,

What she danced was not Latin dance, but rather unclassified dance steps. The character Xia Yao performed seemed to be a princess who was about to fall into a deep sleep.

She is tall and beautiful, and her dance moves with her slender legs are too beautiful. All the boys in the hall are looking at this scene,

Fangran suddenly remembered in a trance,

He had been like this before, as an ordinary boy looking up at that beautiful figure...

Thinking of the memory of meeting Xia Yao for the first time at Los Angeles University that day, even after experiencing so many things, looking at the stage at this moment,

Fangran also felt that the figure was still as beautiful as when he first saw it.

Never faded.

At this time, memories about Xia Yao emerged. Classes, breakfasts, days off... Going back in time, I recalled all the times in the hut.

Then slowly go back to before that summer vacation,

I remember the chance encounter in the dressing room at the beginning, and the concert we went to see together that night,

Thinking of her figure lying in his arms with blood blooming on her dress,

Thinking of the moonlit ward that night...

'Block....'

A voice sounded in my mind, and the memory of getting along with that figure under another name emerged,

But senior sister probably won’t remember this now...

Fangran showed a relieved and slightly nostalgic smile.

Looking at the stage at this moment, Xia Yao slowly sat down on the ground, and with the exit scene as the lights dimmed, she seemed to be sleeping,

Then, as if he was persuaded by the chatter just now, he smiled knowingly when he thought of the card that North America finally awakened.

I remember my senior sister said that she liked...

"Um, classmate, can you do me one more favor?"

At this time, hearing Fang Ran's voice, the girl with a ponytail turned her head again,

Then I saw a young man holding a large bouquet of flowers in the darkness of the hall.

"Can you help me give this to Senior Sister Xia Yao?"

Um?

I was stunned for a second, wondering where the other party had taken out such a big bouquet of flowers. I subconsciously reached out and took it carefully.

But she realized something more important the next second:

"Hey, why don't you go to your senior sister to express your love? I just told you to be mentally prepared, I didn't tell you not to go!"

Not intending to do something unnecessary like refusing on behalf of others, she quickly explained aloud.

"I know, but for some reasons, I need to trouble you first."

But after saying that, she only saw the young man smiling and speaking,

Looking at the other person's figure leaving after thanking him for the last time, he was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.

She now looked at a large handful of delicately wrapped pure white flowers in her hand, slender in shape, with bright yellow heart pillars, and soft waves.

This is...calla lily...?

I marveled at how beautiful this bouquet was and waited for the dance on the stage to finally end.

She held the flowers and came to the door of the performance backstage.

"Um... hello, I'm looking for senior Xia Yao."

At this time, Xia Yao, who was surrounded by a group of figures thanking him for helping, turned his head when he heard the voice, and was surprised when he saw a strange girl holding a large bouquet of flowers.

Amid the curious eyes of the people around her, she stepped forward and came to the other party:

"Who are you....?"

"Just now a boy asked me to give you this flower."

Eh? You gave it to me...

Xia Yao took the bouquet in confusion, looked at the completely unknown girl in front of her, and asked strangely:

"Who gave me this flower?"

"I don't know, he didn't say."

Hearing such an answer, I became even more puzzled. I was not surprised that a boy might give me flowers, but in that case it was usually roses.

Looking at my favorite calla lily in my arms, I have the impression that I have only told it to a few people.

I am sure that none of them are here. I don’t know who sent it to me.

Xia Yao subconsciously asked at this moment:

"What does he look like?"

"He's a handsome boy wearing a suit, um..."

At this moment, I was surprised to say such a description to the person just now. I was stunned by the beautiful figure of Xia Yao in a white dress holding a calla lily in front of me.

The girl discovered that she was surprisingly similar to the flower on her hand...

When I heard this answer, I thought of that figure for a moment, but I knew that person was not here now.

Xia Yao raised her eyes and continued to look at the girl and asked:

"Did he say anything else?"

"He said, senior sister, you were really beautiful on the stage just now..."

And at this moment, listening to her answer, many girls in the background looked at her with envy,

Xia Yao's beautiful face was inexplicably lost in thought. She looked at the large bouquet of pure white and elegant flowers in her hand and remembered the last time she told someone that she liked this kind of flower.

As if out of some hopeless longing,
Chapter completed!