wild ambition
Chapter 69 Are you willing to be the only one?
Chapter 69 Are you willing to be the only one?
The moon and stars are sparse, everything is silent, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the figures under the street lamps are kneaded into a whole.
Shi Yun was physically and mentally exhausted, and actually fell asleep leaning on Zhou Yisui's shoulder.
Her breathing was even and long, Zhou Yisui tilted his head slightly, rubbed his chin against her forehead, and his heart rose.
The leaves were blown up and down, and the intermittent rustling was afraid of waking her up.
Fortunately, the temperature tonight is not bad. She was wearing a long black and white dress with a bit of national style, her arms were covered by Zhou Yisui's coat, and only her ankle that could be wrapped around her with one hand was exposed.
The street lamp shone on the bench, Shi Yun's face was bright and dark, his eyelashes cast a shadow, very well-behaved.
The wind rolled up a layer of waves, the sound was not loud, but it gently awakened the light-hearted Shi Yun.
She squinted her eyes halfway, and a beam of light hit the square in the distance, she was in a trance, and the memory spewed out.
Zhou Yisui only felt a lightness on his shoulders, Shi Yun straightened up, and the coat that was originally covering her body slid down along with her movements, and she quickly grabbed hold of it.
Most of those bad emotions dissipated, Shi Yun was a little nervous while clutching the coat that smelled like Zhou Yisui.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
She glanced at her watch, it was nearly eleven o'clock, and the people around had dispersed.
"I want you to sleep longer." Zhou Yisui took her from his side and handed over the clothes. The original ordinary coat was stained with the fragrance of jasmine from Shi Yun's body.
His eyelashes drooped, and he placed them by his side in silence.
Shi Yun stood up and straightened his body, "It's too quiet."
After speaking, she leaned back against the guardrail next to her, her hair was a little messy and scattered, lazily and casually.
"It seems that I haven't been outside this late."
Zhou Yisui, who originally thought that Shi Yun would say he was going home when he woke up, paused when he got up, and then sat on the spot peacefully.
"At this time, it would be great if there is a piece of music." Shi Yun thought of a piano, but it doesn't look like there is a piano here.
"What song?" Zhou Yisui stood up.
Shi Yun watched him walk under the tree, his tall body could reach the leaves by raising his arms.
The short T-shirt he was wearing at this time revealed a white and powerful waist with obvious abdominal muscles because of his movements. After only a moment, the clothes covered his narrow waist again.
Shi Yun's eyes were still a little dazed, and he saw him walking straight over with a green leaf in his hand.
"Can this one play music?" It was the first time she saw it.
Zhou Yisui's heroic eyebrows and eyes were set off extremely softly under the moonlight, he held the leaves with both hands and lifted them up, and pursed his lips.
Against the backdrop of green leaves, the color of the light red lips is a little more intense.
He held down the lower half of the leaf, blew on the upper half, held the leaf with one hand, and patted it lightly with the other, which really made a sound.
Zhou Yisui gave it a try, "There are no willow trees here, and the timbre will be worse if you use this kind of leaves."
Shi Yun's eyes lit up, "That sounds good too, you're really amazing."
Feeling a little embarrassed by her exaggeration, Zhou Yisui restrained the corners of his mouth from raising, "What do you want to hear?"
"Preface to the West Building"
Zhou Yisui paused, and then began to blow. The slow rhythm in the early stage seemed to be sad, and the melancholy spread out, permeating in the coolness of autumn.
"Zhou Yisui—" she called softly, somewhat absent-mindedly.
The tune stopped abruptly with her voice, and he looked up at her.
Shi Yun's back was facing the moonlight, her black pupils were unusually deep, her voice came together with the sound of the sea wind rolling up the waves.
"You haven't seen me dance, have you?" Her voice was very clear, a bit like a wind chime blowing, sweet, floating and hitting the tip of his heart.
When she didn't get a response from Zhou Yisui, she walked lightly and ran to the beam of light she saw just now.
The place was not big, with trees and street lamps on both sides, and she was nestled in the middle, only two arms wide.
Seeing her standing there, Zhou Yisui subconsciously blew the leaves in his hand.
She danced to the tune he played, a very typical classical dance.
The hand shaft rotates, spins and jumps, and when the song reaches the climax, Yun Jian turns his waist, and the whole dance is both rigid and soft, with excellent body and charm.
The hair floating with her movements seemed to have a soul, and Zhou Yisui's eyes fell directly on her.
This should be the second time he watched Shi Yun dance, but last time she was faintly hidden between the curtains, but this time, she danced for him alone.
Eyes full of shock, Shi Yun dancing seems to be immersed in her world, elegant and gentle, his music is the worst, but Shi Yun uses the best dance to match him.
The gap in Zhou Yisui's heart was completely filled, he felt that that sentence was true, all sufferings were tests for the future.
If he hadn't lived in Zhengyang Town, he wouldn't have known such a good Shi Yun.
As his tune changed, Shi Yun paused in his kicks, and then followed his rhythm.
A sad piece of music became more cheerful towards the end. At the end of the piece, when the dance was closed, Shi Yun's chest rose and fell with her slightly disordered breathing, heartily.
Shi Yun ran over like an elf in the forest.
The charm of a dancer is regardless of the stage, Zhou Yisui thought.
"Does it look good?" Her eyelashes flickered, imprinted with shattered moonlight, and those clear eyes seemed to be able to speak.
Zhou Yisui was flustered by those twinkling eyes, nodded, the tip of his nose was filled with the jasmine fragrance from her body, it was fresh, as if he had finally found warm water in the hot summer, moistening his long-dry throat.
"It's getting late, it's time to go back." He should always remember this night, remember the elf dancing under the lamp, or in other words, remember this throbbing.
The beads of sweat on her body were very conspicuous under the light of the street lamps, and it was windy at this time, fearing that she would catch a cold, Zhou Yisui quickly picked up the coat that was placed on the wooden chair, and handed it to her.
Shi Yun's eyes fell on the thumb and the back of the hand that were not covered by the clothes, feeling a little itchy in his heart.
She had been held by him many times, and it felt cool and cool. The fine calluses on the palm rubbed against her skin, but the back of her hand was extremely fair. With a little effort, she could still clearly see the blue veins on it.
Don't know what it feels like to touch?
Seeing that Shi Yun couldn't pick it up, Zhou Yisui unfolded his clothes, hung them lightly on her shoulders, and talked to himself to cover up his emotions.
"School will start in a few days, and you haven't written your paper yet. Remember to do it tomorrow."
He turned around, and just as he lifted his foot and took a step, the tender hand grabbed his bare arm.
"Zhou Yisui—" she called softly, "I've thought about it for a few days, and I think I should tell you."
Zhou Yisui moved his head slowly, and met the eyes full of him, and the sea of heart that was extremely calm on the expression, seemed to be turbulent waves underneath.
When Shi Yun stood face to face with him, she realized that when Zhou Yisui stood with her, most of them didn't stand upright.
She raised her chin, her eyes full of enthusiasm, "There are many kinds of human emotions, family affection, love, friendship, and the corresponding number of people is not the same. For me, there is a kind of emotion that only corresponds to one person."
Zhou Yisui's heart sank heavily, and she heard her say: "Zhou Yisui, are you willing to be the only one?"
There is another chapter tonight.
(End of this chapter)
The moon and stars are sparse, everything is silent, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the figures under the street lamps are kneaded into a whole.
Shi Yun was physically and mentally exhausted, and actually fell asleep leaning on Zhou Yisui's shoulder.
Her breathing was even and long, Zhou Yisui tilted his head slightly, rubbed his chin against her forehead, and his heart rose.
The leaves were blown up and down, and the intermittent rustling was afraid of waking her up.
Fortunately, the temperature tonight is not bad. She was wearing a long black and white dress with a bit of national style, her arms were covered by Zhou Yisui's coat, and only her ankle that could be wrapped around her with one hand was exposed.
The street lamp shone on the bench, Shi Yun's face was bright and dark, his eyelashes cast a shadow, very well-behaved.
The wind rolled up a layer of waves, the sound was not loud, but it gently awakened the light-hearted Shi Yun.
She squinted her eyes halfway, and a beam of light hit the square in the distance, she was in a trance, and the memory spewed out.
Zhou Yisui only felt a lightness on his shoulders, Shi Yun straightened up, and the coat that was originally covering her body slid down along with her movements, and she quickly grabbed hold of it.
Most of those bad emotions dissipated, Shi Yun was a little nervous while clutching the coat that smelled like Zhou Yisui.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
She glanced at her watch, it was nearly eleven o'clock, and the people around had dispersed.
"I want you to sleep longer." Zhou Yisui took her from his side and handed over the clothes. The original ordinary coat was stained with the fragrance of jasmine from Shi Yun's body.
His eyelashes drooped, and he placed them by his side in silence.
Shi Yun stood up and straightened his body, "It's too quiet."
After speaking, she leaned back against the guardrail next to her, her hair was a little messy and scattered, lazily and casually.
"It seems that I haven't been outside this late."
Zhou Yisui, who originally thought that Shi Yun would say he was going home when he woke up, paused when he got up, and then sat on the spot peacefully.
"At this time, it would be great if there is a piece of music." Shi Yun thought of a piano, but it doesn't look like there is a piano here.
"What song?" Zhou Yisui stood up.
Shi Yun watched him walk under the tree, his tall body could reach the leaves by raising his arms.
The short T-shirt he was wearing at this time revealed a white and powerful waist with obvious abdominal muscles because of his movements. After only a moment, the clothes covered his narrow waist again.
Shi Yun's eyes were still a little dazed, and he saw him walking straight over with a green leaf in his hand.
"Can this one play music?" It was the first time she saw it.
Zhou Yisui's heroic eyebrows and eyes were set off extremely softly under the moonlight, he held the leaves with both hands and lifted them up, and pursed his lips.
Against the backdrop of green leaves, the color of the light red lips is a little more intense.
He held down the lower half of the leaf, blew on the upper half, held the leaf with one hand, and patted it lightly with the other, which really made a sound.
Zhou Yisui gave it a try, "There are no willow trees here, and the timbre will be worse if you use this kind of leaves."
Shi Yun's eyes lit up, "That sounds good too, you're really amazing."
Feeling a little embarrassed by her exaggeration, Zhou Yisui restrained the corners of his mouth from raising, "What do you want to hear?"
"Preface to the West Building"
Zhou Yisui paused, and then began to blow. The slow rhythm in the early stage seemed to be sad, and the melancholy spread out, permeating in the coolness of autumn.
"Zhou Yisui—" she called softly, somewhat absent-mindedly.
The tune stopped abruptly with her voice, and he looked up at her.
Shi Yun's back was facing the moonlight, her black pupils were unusually deep, her voice came together with the sound of the sea wind rolling up the waves.
"You haven't seen me dance, have you?" Her voice was very clear, a bit like a wind chime blowing, sweet, floating and hitting the tip of his heart.
When she didn't get a response from Zhou Yisui, she walked lightly and ran to the beam of light she saw just now.
The place was not big, with trees and street lamps on both sides, and she was nestled in the middle, only two arms wide.
Seeing her standing there, Zhou Yisui subconsciously blew the leaves in his hand.
She danced to the tune he played, a very typical classical dance.
The hand shaft rotates, spins and jumps, and when the song reaches the climax, Yun Jian turns his waist, and the whole dance is both rigid and soft, with excellent body and charm.
The hair floating with her movements seemed to have a soul, and Zhou Yisui's eyes fell directly on her.
This should be the second time he watched Shi Yun dance, but last time she was faintly hidden between the curtains, but this time, she danced for him alone.
Eyes full of shock, Shi Yun dancing seems to be immersed in her world, elegant and gentle, his music is the worst, but Shi Yun uses the best dance to match him.
The gap in Zhou Yisui's heart was completely filled, he felt that that sentence was true, all sufferings were tests for the future.
If he hadn't lived in Zhengyang Town, he wouldn't have known such a good Shi Yun.
As his tune changed, Shi Yun paused in his kicks, and then followed his rhythm.
A sad piece of music became more cheerful towards the end. At the end of the piece, when the dance was closed, Shi Yun's chest rose and fell with her slightly disordered breathing, heartily.
Shi Yun ran over like an elf in the forest.
The charm of a dancer is regardless of the stage, Zhou Yisui thought.
"Does it look good?" Her eyelashes flickered, imprinted with shattered moonlight, and those clear eyes seemed to be able to speak.
Zhou Yisui was flustered by those twinkling eyes, nodded, the tip of his nose was filled with the jasmine fragrance from her body, it was fresh, as if he had finally found warm water in the hot summer, moistening his long-dry throat.
"It's getting late, it's time to go back." He should always remember this night, remember the elf dancing under the lamp, or in other words, remember this throbbing.
The beads of sweat on her body were very conspicuous under the light of the street lamps, and it was windy at this time, fearing that she would catch a cold, Zhou Yisui quickly picked up the coat that was placed on the wooden chair, and handed it to her.
Shi Yun's eyes fell on the thumb and the back of the hand that were not covered by the clothes, feeling a little itchy in his heart.
She had been held by him many times, and it felt cool and cool. The fine calluses on the palm rubbed against her skin, but the back of her hand was extremely fair. With a little effort, she could still clearly see the blue veins on it.
Don't know what it feels like to touch?
Seeing that Shi Yun couldn't pick it up, Zhou Yisui unfolded his clothes, hung them lightly on her shoulders, and talked to himself to cover up his emotions.
"School will start in a few days, and you haven't written your paper yet. Remember to do it tomorrow."
He turned around, and just as he lifted his foot and took a step, the tender hand grabbed his bare arm.
"Zhou Yisui—" she called softly, "I've thought about it for a few days, and I think I should tell you."
Zhou Yisui moved his head slowly, and met the eyes full of him, and the sea of heart that was extremely calm on the expression, seemed to be turbulent waves underneath.
When Shi Yun stood face to face with him, she realized that when Zhou Yisui stood with her, most of them didn't stand upright.
She raised her chin, her eyes full of enthusiasm, "There are many kinds of human emotions, family affection, love, friendship, and the corresponding number of people is not the same. For me, there is a kind of emotion that only corresponds to one person."
Zhou Yisui's heart sank heavily, and she heard her say: "Zhou Yisui, are you willing to be the only one?"
There is another chapter tonight.
(End of this chapter)
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