Of course she knew that he had a temper.

Domineering bad temper.

She couldn't break free, the sound of his heartbeat beside her ears, fast and powerful, he was sweating, and his breath was unstable.

"You relax." Ning Zhen reached out and pushed him.

He looked down at the person in his arms, afraid that she would be angry, so he let go of his arms: "Don't run away, do you hear me?"

Ning Zhen let out a dull hum.

She couldn't even run, she didn't want to find guilt.

The shadows of the trees cover, and the alley is quiet for a while.

Lu Zhiping took a breath and said softly, "Ning Zhen, my love letter."

He reached out and handed the blue envelope.

There was a small cloud of water on it, probably from the sweat of his palm.

She knew long ago that Lu Zhi was always persistent.

His black forehead was wet, but his eyes were bright.

He held out his hand and waited quietly for her to move.

Ning Zhen curled her fingertips slightly and took it. He smiled suddenly, with a strong smile in his eyes, Ning Zhen was a little helpless, she lowered her head: "Then I'm leaving."

"Can you take a look first?" He tilted his head and smiled, "Student Ning Zhen, I'm afraid you will throw it in the trash as soon as you leave."

She blushed, is she that bad?

"Look at it, eh?"

Ning Zhen bit her lip and opened the letter.

White paper, black text unexpectedly carefully and neatly written.

A very thick, very thick love letter, full of those six words.

Ning Zhen was stunned when she saw the words on the paper.

He smiled lowly and said, "Knowing that you will default on your bills, I lied to myself."

Write it over and enjoy it again.

When the heart is moving, the body will never get tired.

The six words he wrote were - Ning Zhen was written by Lu Zhi.

After writing it 10,000 times, he almost thought it was true.

Seeing her dumbfounded appearance, he couldn't help but feel itchy, and his Adam's apple moved slightly: "Are you agreeing?"

Ning Zhen took a step back and squeezed the paper tightly with her fingers. Heart beating like a drum.

So nervous, he retracted his hand regretfully.

Before she opened her lips, he was interrupted a little irritably: "Don't say no, it sounds like that."

He bent over, met her beautiful eyes, and said in a slightly ruffian tone, "Hey, what's wrong with me? Tell me. I'll change it."

Ning Zhen was speechless, but she actually told her that she couldn't say anything.

This year's Lu Zhi was very good, really good.

Seeing that she didn't answer, he raised his lips slightly: "I can't tell, eh? Ning Zhen, to be honest, you don't actually have feelings for me, right?"

After a moment of silence, she squeezed the letter paper in her hand and shook her head gently.

The color in his eyes dimmed, and he quickly clicked his tongue: "Can you give me a hug?" He stared into her eyes, "Just give me a hug."

Ning Zhen still remembered the bad thing he did when he hugged her last time, "No, your words don't count."

"It really counts this time." He smiled helplessly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you don't want to miss me, so give me a hug and I won't bother you, okay?"

He opened his arms and his eyes were handsome: "Come here by yourself, or should I go over?"

The wind blew the hem of her light blue skirt, and he gestured towards him.

Ning Zhen took two steps forward, hugged him gently, and left with a touch, so soft that he seemed to think it was an illusion.

The scent of her body lingered on the tip of her nose, and the smell disappeared in an instant. Lu Zhi clenched his fingers into fists and stopped embarrassing her: "Ning Zhen, let's go."

Anyway, she took the initiative.

There is nothing unsatisfying.

She gave him one last look, turned and walked out. Lu Zhi watched her back disappear on the street corner, and cursed in a low voice.

He shouldn't be soft-hearted, and he regretted letting her go.

Lu Zhi leaned against the wall, his fingers touched the phone in his trouser pocket, and he took it out.

Click on the photo.

All the same person.

She has a straight back, looks like she writes seriously, and has a charming profile.

He slid his fingers up and down, a smile on his lips.

It's not over yet.

Between them, it was just the beginning. She has already taken that step, and he will take the remaining ninety-nine steps.

The holidays go by slowly and quickly.

The love letter was pressed down under the photo album by her and locked, which became two troubles for Ning Zhen.

One she started chasing, the other she should give up.

Fortunately, it's still early, and both things are too late.

The day Tang Zhuo set off to his grandfather's house was July 18, Ning Haiyuan and Xu Qian were both at work, Tang Zhuo got up late and took the bus to Q City.

The weather was gloomy, Tang Zhuo didn't say hello to Ning Zhen, and dragged his suitcase out the door.

The wheels of the suitcase made a loud noise in the living room, and Ning Zhen stopped dancing in the room.

She was a little hesitant. As a step-sister, she didn't know if she should give him a gift.

Although Tang Zhuo was not salty or bland to her, Xu Qian was really kind to her.

With this hesitation, Tang Zhuo walked out of the house.

Ning Zhen closed the dance video, stood by the window and looked downstairs, the young boy wearing a dark blue T-shirt, pulled the suitcase and walked out expressionlessly.

No matter the past or present, Tang Zhuo probably didn't like this family.

He was in the same situation as Ning Zhen, but he was not as good as Ning Zhen. Anyway, Xu Qian wanted to get close to Ning Zhen, but Ning Haiyuan was only embarrassed towards Tang Zhuo.

Only then did his back disappear, and there was rain in the sky.

The gray sky looked depressing. Small rain, there is a tendency to rain gradually.

Ning Zhen pushed open the window and reached out to feel the cold rain.

She waited for two minutes, but Tang Zhuo never came back.

Ning Zhen closed the window, took two umbrellas and put on shoes to go out.

She ran away, the raindrops floated on her face, and soon the rain became heavier and heavier.

She didn't care so much, she quickened her pace, and soon saw Tang Zhuo's back.

He was still at that speed, not quickening his pace because of the rain.

"Tang Zhuo—" she shouted, and the person in front stopped and turned around.

Ning Zhen chased after her. She ran for a while, panting heavily, and before she could open another umbrella, she covered him with her own, and handed the other umbrella over: "You take this."

Tang Zhuo was half wet and had raindrops on his hair. He glanced at her silently and said, "No need."

"Take it, you still have to walk a long way to Q City. It's still raining and you'll catch a cold." She persuaded dryly, always knowing that the child didn't like her very much, and she never joined up to make fun of herself.

Tang Zhuo took the umbrella, and Ning Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

"When you arrive, remember to call Aunt Xu so she doesn't worry."

Tang Zhuo raised his eyes and glanced at her indifferently: "That's my mother, I know it myself, you don't need to worry about it."

The atmosphere cooled down.

Ning Zhen twitched the corners of her mouth: "I see."

The family that was forcibly formed was already facing many problems. When she was reborn, although she was willing to accept this family, but Tang Zhuo was unwilling, she would not consider herself a sister.

Tang Zhuo opened the umbrella and exited under her umbrella.

Pull the suitcase forward.

After walking a few steps, he frowned and turned around: "Be quiet in the room yourself."

Ning Zhen reacted with embarrassment at first, and then the tips of her ears turned red.

Tang Zhuo's room was next to her. She could not be silent during dance practice. She thought she was cautious enough, but Tang Zhuo didn't respond, but he didn't expect him to know.

In addition to the endless embarrassment, she also felt guilty when a fourteen-year-old boy knew the secret.

Ning Zhenna apologized: "I'm sorry."

She didn't know it bothered him.

Tang Zhuo didn't have any emotions, didn't answer, turned around and pulled the suitcase away.

Ning Zhen had no choice, she gritted her teeth and said, "Tang Zhuo, can you stop talking about it?"

In the rain curtain, Tang Zhuo didn't answer, and didn't look back.

Tang Zhuo was not at home, so it was much more convenient for her to practice dancing. Xu Qian and Ning Haiyuan were the same as before, Ning Zhen was relieved, Tang Zhuo probably wouldn't say it.

Turning the calendar page by page, the tension in her heart faded.

Ning Zhen didn't care too much about rankings and awards. She was gratified to be able to stand on the stage again, shake hands with her former self and make peace, and no longer run away.

In personal dance, JAZZ will look better. She is in a hurry, and she is not as skilled as before, because she chooses to dance MODEN JAZZ.

MODEN JAZZ is a kind of jazz dance, evolved from ballet, it is a fusion of elegance and freedom.

Since her rebirth, this is the most peaceful period of time for her.

Lu Zhi didn't break his promise. After so long on vacation, he really didn't come to disturb her.

Only one morning, she turned on her phone and saw a text message from him.

【I'm going crazy thinking about you】

The reception time is 04:35.

It's crazy, thinking about tossing and turning in the middle of the night.

But beyond that, he was completely settled, not knowing what he was doing or where others were.

Ning Zhen turned off the phone and didn't answer him.

Everything will be fine, she just met Lu Zhi, and she is not something he can't give up in his life.

When she flipped through the calendar, she looked at July 30 marked in red, and suddenly thought that July 29 was also a special day.

It was Lu Zhi's 18th birthday.

He started school a year later, a year older than most of the class.

Ning Zhen couldn't help but smile, um, the reborn self is 19 years older than him.

Hmph, a young man who has only grown up, even if he is a domineering ruffian all day long, she has no reason to be cowardly.

Ning Zhen never knew that once she danced, her courage and confidence would come back. It's not like her, but she's even better.

Grandpa and grandma were very happy when they found out that she would participate in the competition.

She didn't go back to accompany the two old people this time, and they understood very well.

Grandma gave her an idea: "You go to S city two days in advance, take a plane there, and adjust your state early. Your father told him to come to us." After a while, he said, "Zhen Zhen, you Pay attention to safety, don't be like you | mother..."

A little choked up at the back.

Ning Zhen's mother went to teach with a group of volunteers back then. She heard that those children in the mountains might never have the opportunity to dance in their entire lives, so they went to the deep mountains despite Ning Haiyuan's objection.

At that time, both grandfather and grandmother agreed for her to go.

The old man has lived most of his life, knowing that his daughter and granddaughter are born dancers, and they love dancing in their souls.

Unexpectedly, after a heavy rain and landslide, when she was sent back, only the cold body was left.

The last sentence that Ning Zhen's mother left was to let her dance well with a smile, not to be lazy, she came back to check.

But dancing ended up being the most taboo thing for the Ning family.

Ning Zhen never mentioned it again, she had long forgotten that she once loved dancing as much as her mother.

She was also the most dazzling and cheerful little girl.

No one would understand that feeling, as if life had been stripped away, half of the world was still noisy, and the other half was quiet.

She finally decided to fly to S City on the 28th.

Her own money was used to buy new competition costumes, and she lost the previous dancing clothes long ago.

On the night of the 28th, she received a call from Lu Zhi.

The boy's voice was hoarse, but he smiled: "Ning Zhen, do you miss me?"

"Lu Zhi."

"Well, it's good that you didn't forget me. You have come back from a long distance, I'm afraid you will forget who I am." There seemed to be a whistling wind and a low horn sounded, and she was stunned for a moment: " Are you driving?"

There was a low laugh, not answering her.

After a long time, he said, "Ning Zhen, on the 29th, can you stay with me for a day?"