Sundering Nature Chapter 64: Missed memories

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Chapter 64 The Missing Memories (Can students who watch pirated copies go to the vertical and horizontal collections? It is not easy for newcomers to distribute books, please support.)

"You are late, the old witch has already called the name just now." Liu Meng leaned his head on the leg on the pole, watching as he was pressing his leg, but he was actually regaining his sleep.

What is this? Li Yiming turned his head, the lively street outside the door had disappeared, and instead appeared a quiet corridor. Morning class? Li Yiming walked into the practice room suspiciously. The familiar classmates were all there. He practiced on his own. He couldn't tell when it was his memory, because he came here in the morning of four years in college.

"Come and come." Liu Meng waved, Li Yiming took off his shoes and walked to Liu Meng barefoot, habitually putting one leg on the pole, right? Li Yiming quickly discovered that his flexibility was much better than he remembered. He subconsciously lifted his foot, raised his muscles, and his straight right leg rose slowly until he reached the top of his head. He controlled his leg 180? And there is more power? Third-order physique? The equipment is not allowed, and the quality of the body has not changed.

"Hey! Tell you to show off your skills? I can't control the legs. I can't do it?" Liu Meng yelled loudly, drew a laugh from the classmates around him. Only a few people were surprised. This kid Li Yiming has been very hard recently. ? So much progress in basic skills? It seems that the performance is inevitable.

"Isn't this early work? Why don't you get up so early?" Li Yiming put down his legs in embarrassment, raised his feet on the pole with both hands, experiencing other changes. In the distance, Ji Xiaoqin put on pointe shoes, walked alone in front of the mirror and practiced flat rotation, stretched her hands softly, paced smoothly and evenly, kept her head tossed calmly, spread her wings in the wind, danced and flew, her specialty is ballet, and her rotating dance posture is extremely beautiful. .

"Let me ask you, do you think our works can be selected?" Liu Meng suddenly asked in a low voice, with a drop of milky white yogurt hanging on the corner of his mouth, which made Li Yiming's conjecture again and again. Choose works? Li Yiming's thoughts drifted far away, and he noticed Liu Meng's hair, her long hair curled up, revealing delicate earlobes and delicate and **** neck. She still has long hair, so this should be a sophomore year's performance selection. Li Yiming remembers that Liu Meng has cut off her long hair after the performance and keeps it as it is today.

"Able to go." Li Yiming expressed his confidence. He has experienced that he and Liu Meng's duet at the Shanghai Grand Theater were selected, and at that time, he and Ji Xiaoqin confirmed their relationship. Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to Ji Xiaoqin. The little princess pointed her toes on the ground, her eyes focused, she was dancing and dancing, and the thin beads of sweat on her neck gleamed with the girl's luster, and her slightly undulating chest exuded youthful charm.

"Where are you confident?" The sleepiness on Liu Meng's face receded, and worries were written between her eyebrows. This kind of performance is of great significance to students of their profession. What's more, Ji Xiaoqin's solo dancer has been selected. Announced earlier, I don’t want to lose the other person in my heart. Although everyone is a good friend, the more my best friend, the more careful thinking in my heart. In particular, another program of Li Yiming has been selected. The two of them are a bit wrong recently, and Liu Meng feels threatened.

"Don't worry, look at this leg of brother? Can you not choose?" Li Yiming retracted his gaze, changed his leg, one hundred and eighty in the side, and arrogantly pulled his hand directly over his shoulder, almost reaching 240. Spend.

"Desper." Liu Meng gave him a white look, "Speaking of which you have made a lot of progress recently? Why didn't you see you when choosing a show? Deliberately dragging me down?"

"Dance is a display of beauty, not skill, otherwise you can just practice gymnastics." Li Yiming in Zhou

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) After another envy, I retracted my leg. It feels really good. I used to be in the class, and I was basically not good.

"Yi Ming, I bought breakfast. Let’s go together?" The morning music ended, and the students all around stopped and took a break to prepare for the main lesson. Ji Xiaoqin came to them shyly, holding hands. Carrying a black bag.

"Okay, Liu Meng, how about you?" Li Yiming naturally agreed and turned to ask Liu Meng.

Liu Meng did not speak, shook the yogurt in her hand, turned her head with a smile, and inadvertently scanned a black bag beside her backpack in the distance. She also prepared it. Li Yiming didn’t eat anything early, and she too knowledge.

"How much did you buy?" Li Yiming squatted on the ground, watching Ji Xiaoqin take things out of the bag like a picnic, Xiaolongbao, sandwiches, biscuits, fried dough sticks, and two cans of soy milk.

"Eat more. The morning is a professional class, which is physically demanding." Ji Xiaoqin smiled, like a little wife at home, gently helping Li Yiming open the bag of soy milk.

"Showing affection early in the morning?" A classmate passed by, kicked Li Yiming, and ran away laughing. Li Yiming didn't care. The classmates in the dance hall had this virtue. However, Ji Xiaoqin lowered his head shyly, carefully glanced at Liu Meng, looked at each other from the air, and shrank his neck embarrassedly.

Liu Meng didn't seem to see it, sitting on the ground carelessly, and took out a sesame seed from the bag.

"You eat two? Be careful that Li Yiming won't touch you." The classmate who ran away came to Liu Meng's side, and saw that there was a set of biscuits in the bag in Liu Meng's hand, and laughed again.

"My mother is developing." Liu Meng was furious, and her chest was exaggerated. The classmate lowered his head and glanced at his chest, and walked away in despair.

Two sets of biscuits? Li Yiming's heart was moved. He seemed to have encountered this often before, but he didn't care. Sometimes he took it and ate it, and sometimes he saw Liu Meng throw it away. Could it be prepared for himself?

"The old witch has called. Today, the senior folk dance class here is going to be videotaped. Let's switch to class 118. Let's go. Everyone will suffer when we are late." A classmate shook the phone in his hand and got up. Packing up, tidy up.

"Go, eat on the road." Li Yiming swallowed a small dumpling and saw Liu Meng throw the extra sesame seed into the trash can.

Everyone filed out, Li Yiming thoughtfully, watching Liu Meng's back walk at the end, pushing open the door of the practice room, the light in front of him was dazzling, Li Yiming suddenly felt that the world was spinning, his eyes could not be focused, and he walked lightly, beside his ears. It was very noisy, noisy human voices accompanied by occasional screams, it was so lively.

"What the hell? Going to the toilet for so long? It's not secretly vomiting, is it?" A man came upon him with a familiar face, but Li Yiming was dizzy and couldn't remember who it was. Where is this? Hot pot restaurant?

"Yiming is almost done, he can't drink anymore." Ji Xiaoqin sat aside, looking at Li Yiming worriedly.

"Come on, Li Yiming's duet dance is the most brilliant today. You haven't seen the old witch... Teacher's expression, blooming, is it Teacher Yu?" The man put his arms around Li Yiming and rushed to the place far away. The old lady nodded and almost shouted out in person.

"Yiming and Liu Meng performed really well today, but it's almost enough, don't drink badly." The old teacher Yu, the old witch in everyone's mouth, really smiled, and she is rare to let go of her hands and feet today, who has always been rigorous. The children are fooling around.

Celebration feast? This is the end of the Shanghai Grand Theater

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) After the celebration? Li Yiming forcibly raised his spirits, squinted and scanned the crowd. The familiar boxes and familiar faces were all classmates who participated in the performance together that year. There were also several teachers. Ji Xiaoqin sat quietly beside Teacher Yu, looking at herself worriedly. The only one who didn't drink, Liu Meng mixed in the crowd, shouting loudly.

"So, you don't drink today, don't Liu Meng drink it?" The classmate picked up the beer on the table and looked around for Li Yiming's cup.

"I drink, I drink, grandma, who have I been afraid of drinking?" Liu Meng pushed away from the crowd and grabbed the beer in the man's hand. "Let's talk, how to drink it." Liu Meng pressed Li Yiming to the seat with one hand. Going up, one foot lifted up and stepped on the stool in front of him, arrogantly looking at the male student. There is only one word between the king and the tiger.

Ms. Yu watched cheerfully. Liu Meng and Ji Xiaoqin were her two favorite girls. One was outgoing and enthusiastic, and the other was euphemistic and introverted, with warmth like water.

Li Yiming looked down at Liu Meng's crystal-clear jade feet. Liu Meng was not good at ballet. Without wearing pointe shoes, his toes would not wear off like Ji Xiaoqin's, and they looked white and delicate.

In a daze, seeing Liu Meng raise his head and the leaking beer flowing down the slender reddish neck, Li Yiming's pride rises. How can the girl stop the wine for herself? Pushing away Liu Meng's hand, stood up shaking, grabbing the wine bottle in Liu Meng's hand.

"Huang Xiaodou, your opponent is me." Li Yiming unbuttoned his collar, his imposing manner. Aroused applause around.

Then Li Yiming slowly lost consciousness amidst the applause and roaring around.

When I woke up again with blurred consciousness, I felt like I was lying on the bed, all over my body, but my face was itchy, as if something was shaking, I opened my eyes hard, I saw a vague figure in the dark, lying on my back In front of him, his face was fully leaned, his long hair hung down on his face, green blue spitting out of his mouth, and Li Yiming's exhaled heat made Li Yiming drunk.

Li Yiming’s thoughts settled, and the emotions in his heart suddenly exploded. It was this night, this scene, the celebration feast, he got drunk, and Ji Xiaoqin came to take care of himself... In an instant, Li Yiming lost control, and he couldn’t tell whether it was reality or illusion. , Is it a memory or an illusion, he crazily embraces the girl in his arms, burning desire/fire in the dark, obsessed, betrayed, drunk, repressed, all of Li Yiming’s emotions explode, unscrupulous possession, no mercy To vent, there was a blank in his mind, just madly releasing all his emotions, the girl in his arms catered to him jerkily, holding Li Yiming's neck tightly, a depressed moan tossing in his throat.

"What do you like the most about me?" The storm calmed down, and the girl curled up in Li Yiming's arms in the dark, speaking quietly.

"Long hair." Li Yiming replied like a dream, and then woke up, his body stiffened, and his heart roared like a lightning strike. This sound? What is this voice? Liu Meng?

In shock, the front of her eyes gradually brightened, and when her sight recovered, Ji Xiaoqin stood shyly in front of her, looking shocked, grateful, happy, and shy. She was accustomed to introverted and reserved, suddenly opened her arms, boldly threw herself into her arms, Li Yiming unconsciously stretched out her arms to embrace each other, glanced around with blurred eyes, this is the hotel lobby, classmates and teachers are all at the front desk Waiting to check out, all eyes are on myself, there are surprises, envy, weirdness, ambiguity, and unbelievable shock and disappointment... That is Liu Meng's gaze...

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