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    Chapter 15

    "The reason why I say this is just to tell you that I care a lot. Dance may be a small thing in your eyes, but it means everything to me," Xia Wu stroked her chest, looking at her sincerely.  Yan Ji said, "I was really hurt by what the child's father said just now, but now I am more afraid, because if I continue to be in this state, I may really be just a dancer in the eyes of others in my life."  '."

    Xia Wu confessed her heart excitedly, she was glad that she finally found such a person in this world, this person has neither far nor close relationship with her, they may not see each other again at any time, and he is not interested in everything about her  , and his eyes at this moment are extremely warm, giving people the illusion that he is very reliable.

    Xia Wu spread her dream in front of Yan Ji at this moment, she felt a little exhausted, leaned her back to the mirror, and sighed, "I don't want someone to write on my epitaph after I die, that she  If you make a wrong choice when you are young, you will spend your whole life regretting it."

    "Did you know?" Yan Ji, the audience, was quiet for a while, looking up at the sky outside the window and said, "When you are young, it is actually a happy thing to have choices in front of you."

    "If one day you have no choice in front of you and can only bite the bullet and go forward," Yan Ji turned his head to look at Xia Wu, smiled, with a warm light in his eyes, "you will find that it is not so  Painful."

    Xia Wu stared blankly at Yan Ji's side face, and he was looking at the sky again, looking at the sky outside the window with the eyes of a sunflower longing for the sun, she asked in her heart, is he using his own experience to comfort her?  Was he implying that he had been thrust into the center of a storm without even being given the chance to choose?

    When the two were silent again, Yan Ji spoke for the first time, "I hate dancing or not, you still regard dancing as a lifelong career, don't you? So, my point of view is not important."

    Xia Wu almost blurted out: No, this is very important, she just minds that he doesn't like it, there is no reason, because she doesn't know either.

    Xia Wu bit her lip and thought for a long time before slowly saying, "Why not? A dancer is born for the audience. The audience can leave the dancer, but the dancer cannot live without the audience. It's like the relationship between fish and water, so I  Care, I really hope everyone loves it, isn't that a beautiful thing?"

    Yan Ji tilted his head and smiled at Xia Wu, "Then can I ask you a question?"

    "Um."

    "When you danced to the sea that night, did you care if there was an audience watching?"

    "This" Xia Wu smiled, unable to answer. Although her memory was a bit hazy, Xia Wu was sure that some of her stupid actions that night were really caused by alcohol. Every cell in her body wanted to dance, so she  Just jumped, not thinking that much at all.

    So she pleaded, "I was a little drunk that night."

    The smile on Yan Ji's mouth was a bit sly, "It's a good excuse, but it doesn't explain anything." His expression became serious, and there was wisdom in his eyes, "You dance only because you want to.  "

    The high-sounding reason was refuted by Yan Ji, Xia Wu was a little embarrassed, and her face was slightly hot.

    Yan Ji, however, rarely eloquent.

    "When a person does something, first for himself and then for others, this is egoism, but this does not mean that this thing is bad. For example, when the primitive society was still in the stage of self-sufficiency  , each family produces things to meet their own needs first, and then exchange the excess things, this is the most primitive commodity exchange, and it is also the origin of the development of human society.¡±

    Yan Ji probably saw Xia Wu's embarrassment, and said in a calm tone, "Self-interest is not something to be shy about, it's human instinct, everyone is like this, you are too, and so am I."

    He almost looked at Xia Wu with deep eyes, and concluded his statement, "So don't care what other people think, even God can't convince everyone on this earth to become his believer, let alone you and me?"

    Xia Wu looked at Yan Ji almost adoringly. The man beside him exuded a unique charm in the fierce debate. In Xia Wu's eyes at this moment, his gestures and every smile were full of wisdom.  Overwhelmed by his short but hearty words, and more importantly, behind the words is his kind heart, he is no longer indifferent, he tries to persuade her, encourage her, in a gentle and powerful way,  Straight to the bottom of her heart.

    Xia Wu's heart was surging, and at the most confusing moment in her life, someone finally brought her what she needed most.  Yes, for yourself.  In fact, she already knew the answer, but she was not brave enough or confident enough. No one could tell her clearly whether she was doing the right thing, only Yan Ji, a man who was neither far nor close to her.?Tell her plainly: she dances for herself, and that is not something dirty.

    She finally got a definite answer from someone else.

    Xia Wu's heart trembled slightly, the fire in her eyes was burning, it was her heart fire, she thought she had already made a decision.

    But Yan Ji stood up at this moment, and waved to the crazy baby and dog, "Okay, it's time to go home."

    The little chubby ball, whose face was flushed from playing, ran over, and Yan Ji had no choice but to wipe the bean-sized sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. Qiu Langlang straightened his neck and raised his head to ask Yan Ji, "Uncle, isn't Teacher Xia sad?"  ?¡±

    At this time, Yan Ji returned to his usual indifferent appearance, walked out of the door with his pockets in his pocket, and said lazily like a ruffian, "So what if we are not sad? We have to rush home for dinner."

    Lang Lang had no choice but to trot to keep up with his uncle's footsteps, while turning his head and shouting at Xia Wu, "Teacher, are you still sad?"

    "I'm not sad anymore." Xia Wu shook her head at them, smiling sweetly, "Because the teacher met Ultraman."

    "Wow." The little fat man covered his mouth with his chubby hand, opened his eyes in surprise, then pointed at his uncle who was walking in front of him like a magic trick, and shouted, "Altman Yan Ji."

    This seemed to be a curse. In just a moment, Yan Ji turned into another person as if under a spell, turned around 180 degrees gracefully, pointed at his nephew behind his back, and responded loudly, "Lang Lang Altman."

    In the next second, Lang Lang turned around 180 degrees, and two people, one big and one small, faced Xia Wu together, with their hands folded on their chests, their expressions dignified like soldiers about to go to the battlefield, and they shouted tacitly, "Fight for the earth!"

    This funny scene just made Xia Wu stunned for a short second, and then she laughed so hard that she burst into tears to join in the fun.

    Yan Ji couldn't help laughing, this kind of childish trick was only played with Lang Lang at home, and this was the first time to show it in front of outsiders, and the object was a girl, which seemed absurd to a mature man like him  .

    But looking at Xia Wu's happy smile, her melancholy was finally swept away, Yan Ji thought to himself, sacrifice image in exchange for a beautiful smile, romantic emperors have done similar stupid things before, this is very normal for men  However, he also smiled and relieved.

    "Go home and replenish your energy." Xia Wu wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, and waved the Ultraman to retreat.

    "Then goodbye." Yan Ji took the child's hand, and finally wanted to escape.

    When Xia Wu walked out of the children's center, the sky was already dark and gloomy. She stood downstairs, looking up at the dark night sky with grinning lips. The sky was in front of her, extending towards her infinitely, just like her future, full of  The possibilities are endless.

    It was the first time she stepped out of the door of the children's center in such a good mood.

    Thinking of the big and small ones, Xia Wu's watery eyes were full of vitality. She thought, when the dry land met the long-lost rain, maybe the mood of the land was just like her now, full of emotion.

    It was almost 5:30 in the evening, Xia Wu was a little hungry, and decided to eat something outside before going home.  There is a well-known old soup beef noodle near the children's center. Although the store is simple and simple, the soup is rich and the beef is strong. It is said that the noodle soup is a family recipe.  What's interesting is that the owner of the store, Lao Tang, stretches his waist and starts business at 5 o'clock every evening. He only cooks 100 bowls of noodles a day, and when he reaches the number, he closes the stall and drives away people. It is really rare to do business so casually and with personality.  After Xia Wu went to eat once, she couldn't forget it, but every time she passed by to eat, Lao Tang had already cooked 100 bowls of noodles and was ready to close the stall. He said "come early tomorrow" and blocked her ruthlessly from the door.

    She walked briskly for seven or eight minutes, and when she arrived at the noodle shop, she sighed. The noodle shop was already full of diners who bowed their heads and concentrated on eating noodles. She asked the busy waiter in the shop, and the old soup had only cooked forty bowls.  Xia Wu then moved to the table outside the store and sat down, willingly eating the road dust while waiting with chopsticks.

    Lang Lang took his uncle's hand, and when Xiaopang pointed to the woman in red who was sitting outside the noodle restaurant on the other side of the road and was concentrating on eating noodles, he shouted excitedly, "Look, uncle, it's Teacher Xia!"

    In response to excitement, Nick, who was quietly lying in Yan Ji's arms, also yelped twice.

    Yan Ji saw Xia Wu at the same time Lang Lang saw her. His eyes were the same color as the night, and he thought to himself: We met again, and I really have a relationship with this girl recently.

    When Qiu Langlang broke away from his uncle's hand and called "Teacher Xia" sweetly, Xia Wu was eating noodles, and when she heard the clear voice of "Teacher Xia", her first reaction was an illusion.

    She subconsciously tilted her head and looked to the right, her eyes dazzled, the little fat man had already jumped into her arms like a deer, raised her head and squinted at Xia Wu, coquettishly, "Teacher, I'm hungry."

    The little cub who was waiting to be fed just looked up at her under the starlight, and Xia Wu could even hear the sound of him swallowing. Which adult could bear to reject such a longing little face?

    "You little villain came at just the right time."

    Xia Wu didn't even have time to experience the joy of meeting again, so she hugged the child with a smile, picked up a large piece of delicious beef in the bowl with her chopsticks, and stuffed it into the small mouth that had already opened wide.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?.  "

    The little cub who was waiting to be fed just looked up at her under the starlight, and Xia Wu could even hear the sound of him swallowing. Which adult could bear to reject such a longing little face?

    "You little villain came at just the right time."

    Xia Wu didn't even have time to experience the joy of meeting again, so she hugged the child with a smile, picked up a large piece of delicious beef in the bowl with her chopsticks, and stuffed it into the small mouth that had already opened wide.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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