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"Yuze, I'm still a little scared! I feel my heart beating so fast!" Yuan Xiaoyun gently wrapped her snow-white arms around Sun Yuze's arm, murmuring in a sweet voice, with a hint of worry in her bright eyes.
"Hehe, Xiaoyun, you signed up for the ballet competition on your own, and now you're stage fright again? Then wouldn't it be all in vain for me to practice dancing with you every day?" Sun Yuze teased slightly, looking at the shy expression on Yuan Xiaoyun's pretty face with light makeup.
Bai Xiaofei looked at the time in the upper right corner of the diary and found that it was written one month after Sun Yuze and Yuan Xiaoyun got back together after the Zheng Xudong incident.
The incident involving Zheng Xudong ended quietly, and the police never heard any more about the getaway driver, Sun Yuze. His American classmates at school naturally paid little attention to the accident, and none of the international students mentioned Zheng Xudong again, as if he had never appeared at school.
Sun Yuze and Yuan Xiaoyun's life settled into a regular routine: school, Yuan Xiaoyun's house, Sun Yuze's house, the occasional movie, the occasional shopping trip. When they were tired at night, they would cuddle and fall asleep together. When they were in the mood, they would make love until dawn. Although it was ordinary, it made Sun Yuze feel indescribably happy.
Sun Yuze had seen Qi Wei a few times on campus, but they hadn't spoken to each other. Although Qi Wei's face often looked gloomy, she never mentioned Zheng Xudong's name in front of others. He didn't know how she was doing, and Sun Yuze had no right to ask.
Feng Jie, however, surprised Sun Yuze. He had always felt guilty about their entanglement on that rainy night, but she acted as if nothing had happened. During class, they often chatted and laughed with each other like ordinary friends. Normally, she was quite unrestrained and socialized with several other M-nationals. Perhaps it was just her nature, but regardless, it at least brought Sun Yuze a sense of peace.
Yuan Xiaoyun's roommate, Yingying, had recently become close to Sun Yuze. Although she had never mentioned what she had seen that night at Yuan Xiaoyun's bedroom door, every time she saw him, her round face would flush with embarrassment. Needless to say, Sun Yuze had been made the scapegoat for Zheng Xudong's misbehavior. But as long as things didn't change drastically, Sun Yuze had no complaints.
Is the matter between Zheng Xudong and Yuan Xiaoyun over just like that?
This not only made Bai Xiaofei confused, but Sun Yuze would also often think back to the tape and the old lover that Zheng Xudong mentioned. However, ever since Yuan Xiaoyun returned to his arms again in the park by the sea, the situation has been unusually calm.
There were no mysterious phone calls, no unexplained whereabouts. Sun Yuze sometimes wanted to find out the truth, but he had no clear clues, and he was also afraid to disturb the calm surface of the lake. Yuan Xiaoyun's presence by his side once again filled his heart with happiness, but it also seemed to force him to hesitate between the truth and the happiness in front of him.
This went on for about a month, until the date Bai Xiaofei saw in the diary. It was almost the end of summer, but the weather seemed to have gotten even hotter. The somewhat busy and monotonous study abroad life remained on track. During this time, Sun Yuze had tactfully asked Yuan Xiaoyun if anything had happened between her and Zheng Xudong, and also asked her about the period when they had lost contact. However, each time, he received only a casual evasive response from Yuan Xiaoyun, her usually gentle face suddenly filled with mist. Whenever Sun Yuze pressed his questions, their conversations would immediately devolve into arguments, and in the end, Sun Yuze could only give in and not bring up the subject again.
However, the more she did this, the more difficult it became for Sun Yuze to resolve the tangle in his heart.
Sun Yuze had secretly seen her and Zheng Xudong many times, and her betrayal was an indisputable fact. Although she might have been coerced by Zheng Xudong's photos, this could not be a reasonable excuse.
Sun Yuze's heart also became very complicated - he didn't want to take the initiative to reveal the truth, but he also hoped that Yuan Xiaoyun would take the initiative to confess; on the one hand, he wanted to accept everything about her and forgive her helpless past, but on the other hand, he couldn't simply forget everything and become a mute; thinking back to Yuan Xiaoyun being humiliated by other men, Sun Yuze felt extremely blocked and resentful, but he would be inexplicably excited!
Oh, what should I do?
Thinking of this, the scene of Yuan Xiaoyun, naked and snow-white, with her legs spread wide open, handcuffed to the bed, and Zheng Xudong's lower body constantly pounding her wet quilt into foam, immediately appeared in Sun Yuze's mind...
Sun Yuze would shake his head vigorously every time, trying to shake it all off, and in his heart he would desperately tell himself - No! Don't remember these, forget everything, no matter what, I must be with Yuan Xiaoyun forever! I must protect her with all my strength from now on!
A week ago, Yuan Xiaoyun suddenly told Sun Yuze that she was going to participate in a ballet competition, so he stayed with her, but he didn't expect that she would be stage fright now.
He looked carefully at Yuan Xiaoyun in front of him. Due to the advantage of being mixed-race, she was naturally graceful, with skin as white as cream, and her facial features were a combination of elegance and heroism.
Now, because of participating in the ballet competition, she put on some simple eye shadow and shiny lip gloss, which was like the icing on the cake, making her beautiful face immediately become even more radiant. Not only did Sun Yuze look at her a little infatuated, but the eyes of several male contestants nearby were also secretly glancing over here from time to time.
"But I didn't know there were so many people in the audience!" Yuan Xiaoyun hid behind the curtain and looked down at the audience. It was a sea of black, almost filling up the small auditorium. Then she turned around, pouted her lips and said to Sun Yuze coquettishly, "You really are such a fool! You didn't even offer to encourage me. You are not allowed to touch me tonight!"
"Hey, okay, I was wrong, dear, don't worry! You dance so well normally, you won't make a fool of yourself. Besides, it's just an amateur competition, everyone's here to participate, right?"
Although Sun Yuze knew that Yuan Xiaoyun's threat was not very powerful, he still smiled ingratiatingly and gently hugged Yuan Xiaoyun's smooth shoulders to comfort her.
"Hmph! Is that almost right?" Yuan Xiaoyun said in a tender voice, pouting her lips slightly, with an expression of "I'll let you go first" on her pretty face.
"...Next is contestant number 42, willa,... labelleauboisdormant..."
A voice mixed with English and French came from the speakers on the stage.
"Ah! It's my turn! Should I go up?" Yuan Xiaoyun cried softly, her delicate hands grabbing Sun Yuze's shoulders, and the strength couldn't help but tighten a little.
"Hehe! Don't be silly, you have been practicing for so long and have come this far, why are you still hesitating?" Sun Yuze said with a smile, gently pushing Yuan Xiaoyun's slender waist encouragingly.
"But I'm still worried!" Yuan Xiaoyun still pouted and held Sun Yuze's arm tightly, refusing to let go.
"I believe in you. Go ahead, baby. Come on!" Sun Yuze smiled and gently pinched her fair and tender little face with a little baby fat. With his other hand, he held her wasp waist, added a little strength, and pushed her onto the stage.
Sun Yuze watched her leave the curtain and step onto the dimmed stage, and couldn't help laughing in his heart. Although Yuan Xiaoyun looked quite independent, she was actually only twenty-one or twenty-two years old, and still like a little girl. She would act coquettishly and ask him to accompany her to this amateur ballet competition, and then say that there were too many audiences and she didn't dare to go on stage. It was really a bit ridiculous.
Having said that, for an amateur competition, he did find the number of spectators and participants somewhat surprising. There were approximately one hundred contestants, and although the audience was spread out in the small auditorium, there were still at least four or five hundred people. Furthermore, the competition was well-organized, lasting three days. The judges were all professionals, and while the auditorium was small, the building and equipment were brand new, with complete lighting and sound systems.
Thinking back to a week ago when Yuan Xiaoyun told him that she wanted to participate in this amateur ballet competition, Sun Yuze thought it was just a small university-level event. Unexpectedly, the application procedures were very formal and the qualification review was also formal. If it weren't for the recommendation of the G University Dance Club, Yuan Xiaoyun might not have been allowed to participate.
Later, I looked up information about City B, the venue for the competition, and discovered that while it was only a medium-sized city, it was considered a premier cultural capital on the west coast of Country M. Amateur competitions like these were also the starting point for many young people truly passionate about dance who dreamed of joining a major dance company.