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Dong Jian took off his down jacket, put on dancing shoes and a black sweater and practiced dancing in the classroom alone.When dancing, Dong Jian is a completely different person, like an elegant elf, exuding a unique kingly temperament.

He is the prince of the stage.

After a while, He Ying came.After Dong Jian briefly introduced Fang Xuan to He Ying, the two began to dance together.

Dong Jian is more flexible than normal people when dancing, and cooperates with He Ying very well. The two rehearse the dance seriously, completely forgetting about Fang Xuan's existence.While spinning, Dong Jian suddenly lost his balance and fell heavily on the wall, and his prosthetic leg fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Fang Xuan hurriedly ran over to support Dong Jian, He Ying picked up the artificial leg and squatted down, rolling Dong Jian's pants to her knees.

Fang Xuan looked at Dong Jian's knee, her eyes suddenly filled with tears.The cotton cloth wrapped around the bottom of the knee was covered in blood.

"His knees are worn out every time the prosthesis is practiced, and there are many injuries on his knees." He Ying skillfully helped Dong pick up the prosthesis. It seems that such things happen often.

"I'm fine." Dong Jian smiled at Fang Xuan, put half of his knee on the prosthesis, pulled down his trousers for a few steps, and stretched out his hand to He Ying.

"Stop dancing, it hurts." Fang Xuan couldn't bear it.

"Dancing is my dream, I will never give up." Dong Jian turned his head and smiled, his voice was very soft, but it revealed incomparable determination.

Fang Xuan's throat was choked up and she couldn't speak, she saw that thin figure dancing lightly in her hazy tearful eyes.Fang Xuan thought of the mermaid in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale. For the dream in her heart, the mermaid turned the tail of the fish into a human leg, and every step hurts like stepping on the tip of a knife. Dong Jian is now like a mermaid, every dance step is painful It's stepping on the tip of a knife.For the dream in his heart, this frail little boy endured everything with amazing perseverance.

Fang Xuan watched for a while, then left quietly, secretly determined in her heart that she would do her best to help Dong Jian realize his dream.On the way back, Fang Xuan saw Liu Su and a beautiful long-haired girl walking into a coffee shop, hugging each other intimately, and the girl was holding the roses in the morning.

"I gave myself a rose in the morning, and it was transferred to another girl. It's useless for me to blush for this kind of person."Fang Xuan thought of what Ye Chen said, "Take your flower heart and roses to find other girls" and despised herself severely in her heart.

Fang Xuan went back to the flower shop and told Wen Jiaqian the story of Dongjian, and Wen Jiaqian sighed deeply.When the door was closing at night, Fang Xuan saw Yechen standing under a tree by the side of the road.

The cold wind blows, rolling up the snowflakes on the ground.The two walked in tandem.Fang Xuan walked along the street.It was a crossroads when we walked to Ziyang Building, Fang Xuan walked towards the opposite road.When crossing the road, Fang Xuan saw Liu Su holding a girl into the supermarket, and the girl in his arms was replaced by a short-haired one.

"He's really flamboyant." Fang Xuan said contemptuously to Ye Chen behind him.

"He's not, he's a very, very flower. He's just a stallion," Yechen corrected

Stallion?Fang Xuan covered her mouth and smiled, the image of Tassel was completely destroyed by these words, and the image of a horse in human clothes took root in her heart.

"What's the relationship between Tassel and you?" Walking across the road, Fang Xuan glanced at the entrance of the supermarket, and there was no trace of Tassel and his little lover, only some strange faces remained.

"I have nothing to do with him." Ye Chen frowned and said