The happy life of crossing

Chapter 97

Seeing that his clumsy father had finally standardized his movements, the little guy smiled at Xia An'an and said, "Mom, come on." He glanced at his father, who was also awkward when he received his signal With a light cough, he kept his hands in a "heart" shape above his head and said dryly, "Come on!"

Looking at this scene, Xia An'an wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.

The two most important men in her life are by her side at this moment, and they tell her with their actions that they are her most solid backing.

Although this way of expression seems a bit... unbearable to look at directly, but she is still very moved.

Especially, her aloof husband, she didn't expect that this awkward, noble and glamorous husband who always maintained an elegant demeanor would also do such a gesture, although it really didn't match his temperament.

But she was really touched, she really wanted to hold the big and the little one in her arms and kiss them hard.

Xia Anan held back her tears, and made the same gesture to the two of them, "I will work hard, don't worry!"

Because the performance was about to start, many performers crowded into the backstage, the father and son had no choice but to leave first, looking at the back of the two of them leaving, Xia Anan couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

At this moment, she really thanked God for giving her such a warm home.

Huo Mingshan also walked up with a look of disbelief, as if talking to herself, "I'll go, is this person still my brother? Seeing that I'm almost going to have a schizophrenia."

Hearing what she said, Xia An'an burst out laughing. Thinking about her aloof husband just now, she cried and laughed all of a sudden, almost driven crazy by him.

After Huo Mingxuan and Huo Qianyu came out of the backstage, they went directly to the studio to find a place to sit down. The performance was about to start, and there were already many people sitting in the studio.

Huo Mingxuan's position is in the front row, which is a very good viewing position.

Huo Qianyu was held in his arms, chatting with him without a word, Huo Mingxuan was a little absent-minded, although he and his son had encouraged her just now, he was still worried about her.

She is such a strong person, if she made a mistake on stage, she would never forgive herself.

As time went by, there were more and more people in the studio. Huo Mingxuan was always worried about Xia An'an's situation, so he was a little absent-minded until a meaningful voice called him "Mr. Huo". Thoughts pulled back.

Huo Mingxuan turned his head to look, and when he saw who was coming, he narrowed his eyes involuntarily, "Young Master Qi?"

Qi Zizhan looked at him with a smile, "It's really a coincidence that I will meet Mr. Huo here, and it's even more unfortunate." Qi Zizhan pointed to the vacant seat next to him, "There is still room for the two of us. next to each other."

The muscles at Huo Mingxuan's temples moved, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and he looked at him with some sharp eyes, "What a coincidence."

Qi Zizhan took a seat beside him, and glanced at Xiaotuanzi in his arms, "Is this Mr. Ling?"

Huo Mingxuan nodded, and Qian Yu called out obediently: "Hello, Uncle."

Qi Zizhan was amused by him, "It's really cute and cute." His eyes lingered on Huo Qianyu's little face for a moment before he said, "Master Ling looks very similar to Miss Xia."

Huo Mingxuan also said politely: "My wife's son, he naturally looks a bit like her."

Qi Zizhan smiled, but didn't say anything more.

Xia An'an's show was arranged in the middle, and when Xia An'an came on stage, the atmosphere in the arena was almost lifted.

Now is the most exciting time for the audience, and going on stage at such a moment really tests the psychological quality of the performers.

There are more people here than Xia An'an imagined today. There are so many people in front of him that he can't see the end at a glance. Looking at the dense crowd in front of him, Xia An'an's nervousness that had just been restrained was raised again.

She glanced over the dense crowd, and finally found the person she was looking for in the front row. When she met him, he just happened to look at her.

The little dumpling nestled in his arms clenched his fists for her, to cheer her on.

Xia An'an smiled comfortingly.

The light under the stage was not too bright, but his deep eyes still pierced the not-so-bright light and stared at her closely. She saw his brows were tightly knit and his face was so tense that it was unbelievable, like It is he who stands on the stage.

I don't know why, looking at his tense handsome face and the little dumpling nestled in his arms who kept cheering her on, the tension disappeared in an instant.

The dense crowd around her seemed to be gone, and she could only see the two most important men in her life.

And her dance is only for the two father and son.

Just like every day after dinner, in that spacious dance practice room, the father and son sat on their chairs on time, being her most loyal audience.

Xia Anan pursed her lips and smiled at the father and son. They practiced with her for so long, and today is the time for her to hand in her results.

Her Mingxuan, her Qianyu, she wants them to see her most beautiful side, and she wants to use her most graceful dancing posture to repay the father and son for so many days of patient company.

Looking back, she took a deep breath, and the music just started.

She was wearing a classic tunic dress with graceful sleeves, and she made her first move amidst the elegant and soothing music.

The lotus steps are moved lightly, the waist is slender, and the soft body like a water snake drives the water sleeves to sway each and every amazing dance posture.

She stood on that small stage, her audience was only those two people, she threw her eyes towards them with joy and anger, her greed, anger, ignorance, and her worldly dreams were all tied to these two people up.

The dance moves slowly from the very beginning to intense, just like the flying sky that wants to break free from the shackles and soar into the sky. If she wants to reach the highest and farthest place, she must abandon all worldly distractions. She cannot be fettered. It is the paradise she dreamed of, a place she thought she would never reach in this life, so no matter how entangled fate is, no matter how tightly the world pulls her, she must break free from everything and fly to the bright place that she yearns for. land.

She will bid farewell to the pain that fettered her in the past, the reality that once killed all her dreams.

The light is in front of her eyes, as long as she steps over it, as long as she takes a step forward, then she can always watch over the beautiful happiness that belongs to her.

(End of this chapter)