In that corner where it was easy to escape, he slowly bent down, stretched out his hand, and invited me.
He said, "Please dance with me."
I put my hand on it without hesitation.
I didn't say a word, just let him lead me until we made it through the crowd and to the middle of the dance floor.
We danced to the music, although we were clumsy and young.
At the end of the dance, I said softly, Shen Siqi, happy birthday.
It was the first winter when I traveled back to the Republic of China era. Except for Nancheng, everything seemed to be uneventful.
Shen Siqi always brings some gifts when he comes home, and I will accept them pretending to like them.
At that time, I didn't understand my feelings and stubbornly believed that the one I liked must be Qi Yixuan.
I don't know that my heart has been shaken for a long time and I have been biased towards Shen Siqi. In fact, maybe until my death, I never understood what my feelings for Shen Siqi were, whether I was more moved and guilty, or more excited.
Purpose: Live hard
