Dongge borrowed He Changsheng's ice skates, and both of them put on tight black training clothes and went to ice again in the thirties.

Even in practice, He Changsheng did not forget to put on gloves.

After the ice, He Changsheng was a little at a loss: "How come."

Dongge said, "Come here casually. Use me as your dance partner and props. Let me cooperate with you to see if it can inspire you."

He Changsheng heard the words of Dongge.

This time, the choreographer's theme for them was "Tango in Secret Love."

Secret love needs to be "closed", but tango has to be "released". How to master between collection and release is the difficulty.

At first, He Changsheng simply glanced back and forth on the ice with his eyes closed, and occasionally made tango movements. His slender legs alternately moved on the ice. The cold wind blew his forehead, revealing his clean forehead.

Dongge followed him, like a silent and elegant swallow.

But he didn't follow him blindly.

On the sideline was the movie episode of "Smelling the Woman", and Dongge took a set of rock steps, one step before and one step after, clean and chic. The ice skates carved a zigzag flower-like white mark on the thick ice surface. .

He Changsheng looked up at him.

The teenager was watching him.

The two portraits are a pair of young and shy lovers, tempting each other with dance steps.

After capturing this feeling, Dongge came to be inspired.

He is characterized by good use of props, so he tied a small tie around his neck before going to ice.

He lifted his thin, beautiful fingers, loosened his tie, and smiled at He Changsheng.

For a while, He Changsheng almost forgot to breathe.

The charm of Dongge is tested by countless competitions and countless cameras.

After the ice, he was cold, arrogant, and unsmiling; when he was on the ice, he seemed to be reborn, as if he had a powerful magic that turned himself into a spotlight.

But even on ice, he rarely smiled.

Several of his rare smiles were carefully cut off by fans, and used repeatedly as the bottom of the box in various nymph videos.

For the first time to feel the charm of Dongge in such a close range, He Changsheng's heart slammed irresistibly.

He remembered the teenager who was spinning on one foot on the ice rink, the teenager who fell and stood up again and again, the dumb teenager, the stubborn and angular teenager with a slight glance in his eyes ...

He Changsheng didn't have time to think deeply.

In front of him, his original exhausted inspiration began to spring up. He instinctively seized this opportunity and slipped toward Dongge, but did not seem overly urgent.

The dance was designed to inspire He Changsheng's creative inspiration, so Dongge was not in a hurry, but tried his best to play a qualified partner, slide face to face with him horizontally, and kiss him with his eyes.

Under the guidance of Chi Xiaochi, a professional actor for many years, Dongge's artistic understanding is better than ever. On the ice rink, he can convey thousands of words with one eye.

He Changsheng was feverish when he saw his limbs as if stimulated by a small electric current.

After circling with him for a while, He Changsheng moved.

He raised his hand and kissed his right index finger.

The finger that touched his soft lips seemed to want to fall on Dongge's lips, but hesitated for a moment, and still fell on Dongge's collarbone gently.

The two are playing as a teenager who wants to invite each other to dance.

At this point in the play, it was half-truth.

Just now Dongge drank a little black tea, and his mouth and fingers were faintly scented with wood leaves. After sliding across the veneer, they held each other's hands.

The looped music re-entered the climax. According to He Changsheng's original arrangement, here is a complete set of mirror-type swallows. The two should be mirror images of each other, but the movement of Dongge is slightly slower than He Changsheng. .

He Changsheng thought, probably because the tacit understanding was not enough.

However, the excellent dynamic vision is enough for He Changsheng to see the micro expressions of Dongge.

Dong Ge stared at He Changsheng tightly, his eyes mixed with admiration, restlessness, shyness, and fiery desire.

The boy was clumsily imitating the movement of his beloved, chasing behind him.

Even though it was a line slow, he still refused to give up.

——He turned the mistakes caused by "not enough understanding" into the natural emotions contained in the dance.

He Changsheng rarely experienced this kind of rapid on-the-spot remedy.

A good partner allowed He Changsheng to quickly enter the situation. He slowed down a little bit and joined the rhythm of Dongge, and the two embraced together as the rhythm of the music accelerated.

He Changsheng's hot fingers supported Dongge's back, only to find out that the butterfly bone in front of the boy was born more standard than Fang Xiaoyan.

Tango, ballet, jazz, all kinds of dance they have learned at all levels, and because these two never dare to fight against genius, so with only the most subtle physical performance, they can naturally guess the next move of the other party.

The two bipolar slender legs moved forward and backward, running side by side, with occasional lingering, but only once the dragonfly touched the ground, they separated again.

After the dazzling tango action, the loving couple on the ice separated again, gliding in the same direction.

This time, Dongge has been able to catch up with He Changsheng's footsteps, without him having to stop and wait.

Sliding to halfway, the two of them suddenly had a stunned heart, their eyes only exchanged a moment, and they jumped together in the next second and each made a single jump.

... He Changsheng made 4lz.

... Dongge made 3T.

The two elf-like figures were as light as clouds, jumping, falling, and the beats matched as if one cloud merged into the other.

When He Changsheng landed, he almost cried out.

And Dongge's face became crimson.

... probably due to the coincidence of destiny, the two even jumped together to jump the action that had ruined Dongge's career.

And this jump is perfect.

At the end, it is the most classic action of helping men with their waists and women in their arms.

Dongge plays the role of a female companion, so He Changsheng habitually supported his waist with his legs to help him complete the lower waist movement.

Who would have thought that the boy boldly reached out and supported He Changsheng's head, grabbed his hair, and aggressively pushed his head down.

He Changsheng and Dongge's faces were almost pressed together, and they would not kiss.

At the end of the dance song, the two eased their breath and began to pant slightly.

The teenager's black hair was scattered, and He Changsheng's arm was faintly itching.

But because they were too excited, no one took the initiative to let go.

Dong Ge lay in He Changsheng's arms, and there seemed to be sparks in his eyes.

He Changsheng's eyes are also touching glory.

When cooperating with Dongge, He Changsheng always felt that he felt different from Fang Xiaoyan.

After calming down, he finally made a difference.

When he and Fang Xiaoyan acted as lovers in the performance, and looked at each other affectionately, Fang Xiaoyan's eyes were full of children's babies, but He Changsheng, who had not talked about love, looked at her with enthusiasm, which was completely out of love for Hua Hua.

But Dongge's eyes are the same as himself.

That extremely fiery emotion stems from the infatuation with Hua Hua and the shining ice rink.

When He Changsheng was lost, Dongge lying in his arms asked softly, "Senior, are you alright?"

Walking out of the dressing table, Dongge turned back to the frosty Dongge.

But I don't know why, the word "senior" was spoken from his mouth, but with a bit of inexplicable ambiguity, He Changsheng's heartbeat accelerated.

He Changsheng didn't want to let Dongge go, so he said, "Not good, wait a moment."

After speaking, he felt that his teeth were sour, and the blood returned to his face, staining a beautiful white face with red clouds.

Dongge let go of the hand holding He Changsheng's hair, and slightly guilty, straightened the two hairs that had been curled up, her eyes were low, but her eyelashes shuddered uncontrollably.

Both of them couldn't control their heartbeat.

But because the beat of the heartbeat is also at the same frequency, they all think that the crippled and terrible heartbeat comes from their chests.

Chi Xiaochi watched the full live broadcast in 061's body, at this time began to quietly comment: "Wow, so hard."

Winter Song: "..."

Chi Xiaochi: "Xiao Dongge, are you happy tonight. As happy as the New Year."

Winter Song: "..."

Chi Xiaochi: "My pigs will not only boil cabbage, but they will also boil it well. The vision is awesome."

061 received a series of "blush" signals effortlessly this time. The denseness of the signals made him a little bit indifferent: "Koike, don't talk to others."

Chi Xiaochi: "I praise him."

061: "... you boast a pig."

Chi Xiaochi thought about it, "Will my uncle steal the watermelon?"

061: "..." Is this better?

He held it for a while before He Changsheng made a full play.

He let go of Dongge: "It's all right, do you want to vomit?"

Dongge shook his head.

Because the body control was completely returned to Dongge during the performance, the impact of these intimate contacts on Chi Koike was greatly reduced.

He Changsheng's ears were red: "... um. That's good."

Dongge's ears are also red, and she is still trying to get the topic back on track: "Seniors can try to add a little prop to the dance, such as putting a female partner on a mask, and finally removing the mask ..."

He Changsheng said, "Good idea."

The two unrestrained players on the field are now innocent like high school students, and they refuse to look into each other's eyes when talking.

Relatively speechless.

After a short while, Dongge proposed: "It's a bit cold. Senior, let's go back."

He Changsheng: "Yes."

After that, Dongge raised his hand and touched his collarbone.

He just adjusted the position of the tie. Who wants He Changsheng to see this action, and then thought of the indirect clavicle kiss, his face flushed.

So he didn't notice that there was a venomous gaze in the distance, nailed directly to the backs of the two men leaving side by side.

A barbed iron fence surrounds the ice rink.

Lou Sifan tightened the railing from the outside.

The railing had long been frozen through, exuding fresh rusty rusty gas, and with his hard work, the dark red rust pieces peeled off.

In order to find an apology from He Changsheng, Lou Sifan traveled throughout the county.

He called and He Changsheng shut down.

There were no trains to the provincial capital at the train station, so he searched all the waiting rooms and found nothing.

He ran to the bus station again and has been out of service tonight. He also made a splash.

He didn't dare to think about the possibility that "He Changsheng came to find Dongge", so Dongge's skating rink was the last place he came to helplessly.

Then he saw the two dancing together on the open ice rink.

Lou Sifan's hand was holding on to the railing, the biting ice pain was nothing to him.

...... Last name Dong, did you rob me so much, isn't it enough?

Why come to grab Changsheng? ?

061 didn't want to talk much, but couldn't hold Lou Sifan's eyes too explicit: "... he hasn't left yet."

Chi Xiaochi stared at the rising remorse value, and was busy redeeming the card in the warehouse: "I feel it, like a sniper. I can guarantee that if he has a gun in his hand, he will snip my head. "

061: "... I don't think he has good intentions."

Ichiko Ichiro said: "Look at what your old man said. He has a good intention for Dongge."

061 smiled.

He already knew Chi Xiaochi.

This person doesn't care about everything, but in fact everything is at heart.

... All things have him, don't worry about it.

Thinking of this, 061 wanted to laugh a little.

Obviously he is a system that often gives people peace of mind and support, but Chi Xiaochi, who doesn't have any special abilities, has more reassuring power than him.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Shou Sui ended, and Dongge and his family fell asleep.

He Changsheng was on the bed in the guest room, tossing and turning to sleep, it was difficult to fall asleep.

He couldn't bear the tears before he could endure the great guilt. He got up carefully, took apart the suitcase, spread out his clothes a few layers, spread it on a new sheet, and climbed back stiffly to the bed. He reached into the bed and hid himself inside.

Soon, a moaning groan came from within, scratching his head and itching: "Uh, um ..."

For a while, Dong Ge was flying like a **** on the field, and for a while he was cold and arrogant, tossing him with fire, and his eyes were red with wet eyes.

He Changsheng thought distressedly, how could this happen.

061 sighed next door.

... well, young man.

He adjusted the sound insulation of He Changsheng's guest room to the highest level, and then continued to watch his "The Matrix".

This movie tells that the protagonist, Neo, accidentally finds that his world is different, and then in continuous investigation, he finds himself in a virtual reality controlled by artificial intelligence.

In terms of storytelling, this film is wonderful and reflects on the possible impact of technological advances on people.

But why did Ko Koike suddenly mention this movie to Dong Feihong?

061 thought, did he discover that Dong Feihong created the "virtual reality" himself?

... but why didn't he ask himself directly?

According to Chi Xiaochi's personality, if he finds out, he can call Dong Feihong a big "six teacher" with a big shout, and then admire his staring expression and laugh.

But Koike didn't.

Even at the moment when he talked about the movie, his eyes were full of melancholy and self-deprecating.

061 thought, this kind of emotion should not appear in the eyes of Ikkoike.

He wants to be his doctor and cure all his illnesses.

But even if he now has more permissions, he doesn't have the key to Chi Koike's heart.

So he watched the movie over and over again.

... he wanted to find the key.