Dark Night Seduction: Don't Be Your Woman

Dancers need a state of mind.

Not only must you learn with an open mind, but you must also have endurance and a confidence that you will never give up on dance. To become a successful dancer, Su Jinse believes that she still has a long way to go.

She is not afraid of hardship, she just wants to stand on the stage of Lincoln Center one day, be a beautiful white swan, and be recognized by people all over the world.

In the dance studio of F University, Su Jinse kept repeating a movement and practiced complicatedly. She didn't feel boring at all, but felt that she was one step closer to her goal. One day she would realize her dream and fulfill her sister A dream not yet fulfilled.

"Jinse, you have practiced for two hours, take a break!" Zhou Xiaoxue came over with a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Su Jinse.

Her voice was soft, and there was a warm smile on the corner of her mouth, which was very beautiful.

Su Jinse stopped, took the water and smiled at Zhou Xiaoxue, "Thank you, Xiaoxue."

"You're welcome, who made us good friends!"

Su Jinse wiped the sweat from her forehead, unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a small sip. The other students in the dance room had packed up their things and were about to leave. She put down the water in her hand and wanted to practice the movement just now. She always felt a little stiff , not in state.

She came into contact with dance relatively late, and her skills are worse than others, so she often spends several times more time than others practicing diligently. I believe that one day, hard work will make up for it.

"Jinse, it's already late today, let's practice tomorrow!"

"It's okay, just for a while."

When Su Jinse stopped again, the students in the dance studio had almost left, and there were still a few people left. She changed her clothes, and when she came out, Zhou Xiaoxue was sitting with earphones listening to a song. She stepped forward, "Xiaoxue, let's go!"

"OK."

Zhou Xiaoxue picked up the bag at the side, put away the earphones and stood up. Their young faces were always filled with youthful smiles and tenderness.

Zhou Xiaoxue is a beautiful woman. Everyone in the school recognizes her. She has a good family background, good temper and good popularity. She has many friends, while Su Jinse has very few friends. She is the only close friend.

After leaving the dance studio, there is a garden outside. On the way, there is a path paved with cobblestones. When a gust of wind blows, her waterfall-like long hair is drawn into black arc fans in the wind, and her skin becomes fairer and more transparent. A beautiful and indifferent face attracted passers-by to look at her frequently, and even Zhou Xiaoxue, who was recognized as the school belle, couldn't help feeling jealous.

Only Su Jinse herself didn't know that her face was always indifferent, as still as still water.

"Jinse." Zhou Xiaoxue paused.

Su Jinse was so distracted that she didn't notice that Zhou Xiaoxue had stopped. She continued to walk forward. When she recovered, she almost collided with Zhou Xiaoxue. She dodged subconsciously. She stepped on a stone and almost fell down. Fortunately, Zhou Xiaoxue helped her live.

"careful!"

"Feel sorry!"

"Jinse, you've been restless and absent-minded recently, what's wrong?" Zhou Xiaoxue asked with concern.

Su Jinse smiled far-fetchedly, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Zhou Xiaoxue thought of something, she tried to ask cautiously, "Jinse, is there something you are hiding from me, can you tell me, we are good friends, aren't we?"

Su Jinse shivered all over, she didn't know what to think of, her eyes flickered, and finally turned into calm, she walked forward past Zhou Xiaoxue, trying to calm her voice, "It's okay, I'm probably too tired recently , Xiaoxue's time is getting late, the dormitory door is about to close, we must hurry back."

More than half a month has passed since that incident. For Su Jinse, it was a nightmare. She just hoped that it would pass quickly and be completely forgotten.

But if something happened, can it really be as if it never happened?