"Brother."
The girl ran over, panting heavily.
Shen Liguang turned his head towards her tender voice. She was dressed just like during the New Year's Eve party that year, in a light pink chiffon dress, the hem flowing.
Her eyes were youthful and naive, shimmering like pearls and jade.
He always felt she was different from others. Indeed, she had an ancient charm, possessing a gentleness rare among modern girls.
"Why are you dressed like this?"
Fu Ying caught her breath and said with a blushing face, "I know Brother is not happy, so I wanted to dance for you."
Shen Liguang smiled, "You know how to dance?"
Fu Ying nodded, a bit shyly, "Yes, but I'm not very good at it."
"That doesn't bother Brother at all."
She had learned it, yet she wasn't very good.
This was her first time dancing for someone, a bit shy, her movements not very fluid.
But Shen Liguang felt that her dance was exceptionally beautiful.
