Waiting for a Sunny Day
Chapter 40: Disturbance at the prom (4)
Xiao Qing was in a bad mood and sipped her juice. A pair of black leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of her. At the same time, a gentle voice rang in her ear: "Miss, can you please dance?"
Xiao Qing was startled, and turned her head, she saw a young man wearing glasses standing less than 20 centimeters away from her, bowing politely and inviting her to dance, with a gentleman's face on her face. Smile, it looks gentle and gentle.
Xiao Qing hurriedly waved her hand and said, "I'm sorry, I...I can't jump at all."
The man bends the corners of his lips slightly, his gaze is still gentle, "It's okay, you can learn if you don't know how to dance, it's easy." Then he stretched out his hand and said softly, "How about I teach you?"
"No, no, I will step on your foot." Xiao Qing hid awkwardly, but he directly grabbed her hand.
"Come and try, how do you know you can't jump if you don't try?"
This person is too familiar! Xiao Qing was dragged by him and had to walk on the dance floor with him with a bitter face.
"Don't worry, waltz is not difficult to learn, don't be nervous, follow my footsteps..."
His voice is very similar to that of the big brother next door, and his gentle tone makes people can't bear to refuse. Xiao Qing bite the bullet and moved with his footsteps, stepped on his foot under tension, and hurriedly lowered her head to apologize, "Yes, I'm sorry...I just said I would step on your foot..."
The man still maintained a graceful smile, "It's okay, the first jump will inevitably be strange. Come on, try again."
Seeing that he didn't mind, Xiao Qing's mood also relaxed a lot. Although I don’t know where this man came from, and why he kindly taught her to dance, Xiao Qing danced with him a few steps, but developed a keen interest in the waltz. Immortal feels really good.
"...Is that so?" Xiao Qing followed his footsteps and moved cautiously, while quietly asking the dance teacher.
"Yes, you are very smart." The other party smiled slightly, looked down at her for a long time, and said thoughtfully, "You are a bit like one of my students."
"Ah? Really, you are a teacher?" Xiao Qing raised her head and asked curiously.
"Well, I'm a teacher at the university."
"But, you look so young." Xiao Qing looked at him and said in a puzzled manner, "By the way, how come you come to this kind of dance party?"
"Come and see with friends, the main purpose is to eat a meal."
Xiao Qing was amused by his directly. When he didn't pay attention, he guessed the other's leather shoes again, and his face flushed, "Ah, sorry, I stepped on you again..."
"It's okay." The man smiled. "By the way, can you tell me your name?"
"Oh, my name is Xiao Qing. How about you?"
The other party suddenly stopped and looked at Xiao Qing amusedly, "It's really you."
"Huh?" Xiao Qing stared at him for two long periods of time, and saw that he pushed the glasses with his index finger, and then tapped her forehead with the knuckle of the **** with a serious face.
"Ah! What are you doing!" Xiao Qing was struck by the thumping chestnut, and a picture suddenly flashed in her mind——
"Hey, how come you have such a stupid child? How many times have I told you that coloring is not about dyeing cloth. What are you painting this colorful?"
A violent chestnut knocked her forehead unceremoniously.
Xiao Qing said indignantly: "You said it, painting must have an innovative spirit! See how innovative I am, the unique works of ancient and modern China and abroad have been born like this!"
"Don't use idioms if you are not good at Chinese. Also, I am your teacher and you are not allowed to talk back to me."
Another burst of chestnut knocked down.
Xiao Qing shrank her head and said aggrieved: "I want to tell Grandpa to fire you, your tutor is too damnable!"
"Do you understand that there are talents under the stick? A naughty kid like you needs the teacher to use force." The other party's face is still a calm smile.
Xiao Qing looked at his familiar glasses and familiar forehead tapping, with a shocked expression on her face: "Ahhhh, you are Wen... Teacher Wen Ping?"
The other side smiled and nodded.
Xiao Qing held his hand excitedly, "Oh my God, Teacher Thermos, it's really you! Didn't you go to Beijing to study as a graduate student? When did you come back?"
"Not long after coming back. Well, I have a PhD now."
"Wow, awesome, Doctor of Fine Arts, how do you listen to it is abnormal? It matches your temperament very well."
"Are you looking for a fight?" The gesture was about to knock Xiao Qing on the forehead again.
Xiao Qing shrank her head reflexively. The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally couldn't help but laughed at the same time.
Wen Ping, Xiao Qing gave him the nickname "Thermal Water Bottle". It was the tutor that Xiao Qing's grandfather invited to teach her painting when she was in elementary school. He was more than ten years older than her. He was still a college student at the time and smiled all day long. When teaching her to paint, he was very serious and demanded of her. Very strict, bullying her young, often knocking her head. Later, when his grandfather passed away, Xiao Qing moved back to live with his parents, and Wen Ping also went to Beijing for postgraduate studies. The two have since broken contact.
I didn't expect to meet unexpectedly at such a dance party.
Xiao Qing chatted with him while dancing. The more they talked, the more excited they became, and the smiles on their faces were dazzling.
"Hey, look, isn't the one dancing over there, the wife that Shen Jun just married?"
"Yeah, hehe, that girl is really funny, she's clumsy watching her dance like that."
"Dangling like a tumbler, I wonder if she rarely wears high heels."
"No, isn't she the eldest of the Xiao family, how can she not even dance the basic national standard dance..."
When he jumped to the edge of the dance floor, he just heard the whispers around him, Shen Jun frowned slightly and couldn't help looking in that direction.
Xiao Qing was dancing with a man wearing glasses. The two of them chatted very happily, laughed very brightly, and moved very intimately.
In short, it looks very annoying.
Shen Jun took a step in Xiao Qing's direction, but was stopped by Fang Yao.
"It's just a dance in a social place, what are you doing so nervously?" Fang Yao said lightly.
Shen Jun tightened his lips without saying a word, but kept staring at the two people who were not far away laughing happily.
Fang Yao followed his gaze and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I don't think that man has any bad intentions against your Xiao Qing."
While she was talking, she saw Xiao Qing chatting to the point of excitement, and accidentally stepped on the man's leather shoes, stumbled and almost fell. Fortunately, the person with sharp eyesight immediately reached out to support her, Xiao Qing couldn't help her leaning forward, and suddenly threw herself into his arms. The man looked down at her and smiled softly, Xiao Qing also blushed and smiled.
Such a scene caused Shen Jun's suppressed anger to erupt in an instant, and walked towards the two of them with a calm face.
Wen Ping was listening attentively to Xiao Qing's story about being forced to confiscate paintbrushes by his parents after separation. Suddenly, he felt a cold breath gradually approaching behind him. I couldn't help but look back and saw a handsome man standing less than one meter away from the two of them, looking at them blankly.
Seeing his sharp sword-like gaze at Xiao Qing, Wen Ping guessed seven or eight points from the bottom of his heart, smiled slightly, and turned back to Xiao Qing and said, "You...know?"
Xiao Qing avoided Shen Junze's gaze, bowed her head and muttered: "Well... he is my... friend, friend."
He didn't want to tell the fact that she was married in front of Wen Ping Ping. When he was a child, he always scolded her for being a stupid girl. If he knew that she was married to Shen Jun, this hard rock would definitely be laughed at.
Seeing Xiao Qing avoiding his sight, he murmured "friend", and Shen Junze suddenly pierced his heart, his heart seemed to be pinched tightly by a pair of invisible hands.
Xiao Qing whispered: "Are you looking for me?"
Shen Jun was silent for a while, and said coldly: "You come out with me."
In the corridor outside the door, Shen Jun embraced his chest with his hands and fixed his eyes on the girl with her head down in front of him.
"Aren't you hungry? Are you in the mood to dance now?" The voice was extremely cold, and the tone was also questioning.
Xiao Qing was a little uncomfortable when he was questioned by him, and she whispered: "He asked me to dance, and I agreed." Anyway, you and Fang Yao jumped so happy and ignored me...
"If you don’t know how to jump, you can do it, don’t you know that others are watching your jokes? If you don’t take ten steps, you will always step on people’s feet and stumble and stumble? Are you dancing instead of adding jokes? ?"
Xiao Qing was startled.
It turns out he cares about this...
I was so aggrieved, but when he was so aggressive, my heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.
She didn’t eat two meals and was so hungry that she accompanied him to the mall to implement the "wild boar transformation". She put on tight-fitting dresses that made her breathless, and wore newly bought high heels. The soles of her feet were worn out. His arms pretended to be intimacy, and he was dragged around by him. He was called Mrs. Shen, and he was polite to those strangers... pretending to be smiling makes his muscles sore.
When he goes to dance with Fang Yao, he can dance three times in a tacit understanding, and leave her in the corner.
She didn't care about dancing ugly or being made fun of. Ever since I was young, I have been embarrassed a lot, and I just passed a smile. But Shen Jun cares, but it's because... She is his wife now, and she will make him very shameless if she makes a fool of him, so let him be made fun of.
The more Xiao Qing thought about it, the more chilling she got.
Although he had long known that he brought her to the dance party as a display for everyone to see, but at this time he was so disgusted, still felt very wronged and sad in my heart, and couldn't help but utter what had been suppressed in my heart- —
"Shen Junze, I didn’t expect you to be such a hypocritical person! There are so many women you want to brighten your face, yes, you can choose someone else! Temperament is innate, I can’t pretend that Elegant, I'm just a copycat, not as good as someone's genuine daughter. Sorry, I'm embarrassed. Don't look for me next time on this occasion!"
Xiao Qing turned around and left, but Shen Jun grabbed her arm.
Perhaps because the light was too dazzling, Xiao Qing looked back and saw his face, and even had an illusion that was distorted by anger. Dark eyes stared at her tightly, and her voice sank, "What did you say?"
Words of questioning rang like thunder in her ears. Xiao Qing was startled by his suppressed tone. She couldn't help taking a step back, but she still refused to admit defeat, "You buy me these precious jewelry and clothes. Wrap me like a star and bring me to the dance party, isn’t it just to make myself face-faced?"
Shen Jun lowered his voice and asked blankly: "Do you think... I am such a person?"
"Isn't it?" Xiao Qing asked suspiciously, "Didn't you also have a purpose and a plan to marry me? Otherwise, with your ability, you will not be able to deal with the gossip media? You are a shrewd businessman, I know myself Not your opponent..."
Xiao Qing paused, and then whispered, "I'm really tired to play with you. Anyway, now that the business problem has been resolved, and you have returned to China, your grandfather can't control you and won't force you to go on a blind date. I can apply for the Academy of Fine Arts smoothly, and the goals agreed upon before marriage have basically been achieved..."
"What do you want to say?" Shen Jun interrupted her in a deep voice.
"We... better divorce early."
Hearing these words, Shen Jun instantly froze in place, the air around his body seemed to be drawn out suddenly, his heart was pinched tighter by those invisible hands, and his chest became even when he breathed. It becomes dull.