White Swan

Chapter 64

On the way back to the villa, He Haoyun drove the sports car extremely fast, the sound of the engine was still deafening even if he was sitting in the car.Neither of them spoke on the road, and Qiao Fei stared at the green belt speeding past the highway outside the window, trying her best to ignore the people sitting beside her.

It took a long time before he spoke, and asked softly, "You said before that you would tire of me one day, do you remember?"

He Haoyun snorted, clenched his fingers on the steering wheel, and replied: "I changed my mind, at least it doesn't bother you now."

Even if the canary in the cage is crushed to death, it cannot have a new owner. What belongs to He Haoyun must always be his.

Qiao Fei didn't know what to say, but just moved towards the door. The space inside the sports car was small, and the two seats were very close to each other. If he wanted to escape, he had nowhere to hide, so he could only shrink by the door.

He Haoyun glanced at the distance between Qiao Fei and him from the corner of his eye, his eyes turned cold, and asked him, "Are you afraid of me?"

Qiao Fei didn't answer, but her hands holding the seat belt trembled visibly.

"Why? You can throw yourself into his arms without hesitation, go to him if you have any shit, what do you think of me? How much have I given you in the past two years?" He Haoyun became more irritable as he thought about it. The child insisted on confronting him, so he couldn't figure out what Qiao Fei wanted him to do.

The speed of the car suddenly increased. The sports car was already speeding up fast, but now He Haoyun drove it at the speed of a rocket and galloped on the high speed.

"It's okay if you don't know how to be grateful to me. You think it's fun to think about the broken man who doesn't know his origin every day, right?" He Haoyun punched the steering wheel hard, and the last sentence was almost a roar Say it out, "What else can you do without me!"

Qiao Fei shrank suddenly beside him, retracted into the seat reflexively, her hands tightly grasped the seat belt, "Don't do this, I'm afraid..."

His voice finally woke up He Haoyun a bit.

The speed of the car finally slowed down a bit, He Haoyun glanced at Qiao Fei out of the corner of his eye, watching him shrink himself into a small ball, press hard against the back of the seat, as if he wanted to melt himself into the seat.

The boy had never been frightened like this before, his eyes were red like a rabbit, and his already thin body looked even weaker.He looked a little pitiful, sniffed his nose quietly, but just kept his tears from falling.

He Haoyun glanced at him a few times, then looked away: "I said I won't hit you."

The car was quiet again, neither of them spoke, only the sound of the engine.

"Is there anything I can't give you with the surname?" He Haoyun's voice softened a little, "Just tell me what you want, and I can conjure it for you if I can't give it to you."

Qiao Fei didn't answer, but leaned against the car door again, trying to get further away from him.He quietly turned his head and glanced at He Haoyun, his profile was very hard, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

The heater was not turned on in the car, and the temperature was a little low. Qiao Fei shuddered, and continued to stare at the green belt outside the window, after all, she didn't say what she was thinking.

He loves me.

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Back at the villa, He Haoyun went upstairs directly, left Qiao Fei alone in the living room, and without looking back, ordered the housekeeper to lock the door and keep a close eye on it, not even a single fly could be let out.

Taking advantage of the time when the housekeeper turned to lock the door, Qiao Fei sneaked downstairs, locked herself in the dance room in the basement, and moved a chair in the corner to block the door.

He was nervous for a long time, holding his breath, waiting for the housekeeper to complain to He Haoyun, and then waiting for Master Hao to come down in a panic to clean him up.But after waiting for a long time and there was no movement outside, he gradually calmed down, sitting on the ground against the wall and panting.

There is a bathroom in the dance room, he doesn't need anything, he doesn't need to go upstairs at all, he can stay downstairs for two or three days, anyway, sleeping on the floor is not just once or twice.

Qiao Fei took a careless shower and then curled up on the floor to sleep, putting the blanket she found from the closet under her body.

He was still wearing Shi Xubai's sweatshirt, and Qiao Fei wrapped herself in the loose clothes, tightly clutching the fabric on her chest.There was a faint smell of whiteness on the clothes, clear and cold, like pine and cypress trees soaked in sunlight.Qiao Fei closed her eyes, sniffed her clothes lightly, imagining that Xu Bai was by her side.

There were no curtains installed in the dance room, and he was lying on the ground by the window, just in time to see a little moonlight.He was smiling when he fell asleep, and in his dream he was leaning against the window with Shi Xubai watching the fireworks, with a starry sky above his head.

It was still dark when she woke up in the morning, and Qiao Fei lay on the ground for a long time, her mind went blank for a while before she remembered where she was.It took him a long time to get up from the ground, standing in the middle of the dance room in a daze.

After waking up from the dream, what I faced was still an inescapable reality.

The basement and the first floor of the villa have a split level, and the dance room has windows, which can be opened to go out.Qiao Fei has never liked this design so much, so that he can at least see a little bit of the faint sunlight outside.

He didn't feel hungry at all after he hadn't eaten all day, but felt that the downstairs was a little stuffy, and there seemed to be no air in the dance room, but Qiao Fei didn't even dare to open the window.

He Haoyun remembered that it was already afternoon, and there were footsteps outside the door after three o'clock, and Qiao Fei regained his energy all of a sudden, got up from the ground, stood in the middle of the dance room and stared at the door.

He comforted himself that he might just be a nanny or housekeeper, but his wish still came true.

"Fei'er, open the door for me."

Qiao Fei stood motionless in the middle of the dance room, silently protesting.

He can't open the door, unless He Haoyun removes the door, he can't get in.

The door was knocked hard twice, "I know you are inside, don't pretend."

Qiao Fei still didn't move, and didn't even make a sound, pretending that there was no one inside.He didn't know where the courage came from to resist He Haoyun so blatantly. Maybe after meeting Shi Xubai, he became a little braver. Things that he didn't dare to do before and people who were afraid are not so fearful now.

"It's the other way around, right?" He Haoyun's tone was finally filled with anger, the door was slammed down hard, and the chair against the door moved a little on the ground, making an ear-piercing sound.

Qiao Fei retreated reflexively, instinctively wanting to find a place to hide.

The dance room is very empty, with only three mirrors and a row of French windows, there is nowhere to hide.

His breathing began to speed up gradually, and he couldn't help thinking whether he would be directly beaten to death by He Haoyun, if he died, he wondered if he could be buried, and whether there would be a small tombstone.

Before He Haoyun kicked the door again, there were hurried footsteps from a distance outside, which seemed to be the housekeeper, and the footsteps stopped outside the door.He Haoyun cursed and asked him to find the key to the dance room, but the butler said a few words to him, in a hurried tone, trying to keep his voice down as much as possible, but it still passed through the door.

Qiao Fei could vaguely hear what he said from the side of the door, which seemed to have something to do with He Chijie.

After the butler finished speaking, the door was quiet for a few seconds, and then the door was kicked violently, making a loud bang, and the door frame trembled twice.

Qiao Fei shook violently and covered her mouth to keep from screaming.

"Don't go anywhere if you have the ability, I'll deal with you when I come back."

The sound of footsteps outside gradually faded away, and silence was restored in the dance room.

Qiao Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly let go of the fists tightly clenched by her side. It seemed that she could live for a while longer.It is impossible for him to hide downstairs until he grows old. In the end, he still has to go upstairs, and in the end he still has to face He Haoyun and his anger.

I don't know how he will be beaten up by He Haoyun today, and whether he will be limped in the future. If he is really limped, Qiao Fei wants to dance one last time.

He connected his mobile phone to the speaker in the dance room, and turned the music to the loudest, regardless of whether he could hear it upstairs.

Impromptu modern dance is probably the most expressive way of dancing in dance. For dancers, impromptu dancing is like the feeling of a boxer hitting a sandbag. It can empty the head and let the body control everything.

The three mirrors in the dance room are clean and bright, and Qiao Fei can see herself in the mirror no matter which way she turns, which disturbs him.

There is a hidden closet behind the mirror, which contains some stretching belts and massage columns for ballet dancing. Qiao Fei dug out a ribbon from the closet that was used to practice jazz dancing, and tied it around her eyes. Tie a knot at the back of the head.

This is fine, the world is dark, only the music and the sound of my own heartbeat.

Impromptu dance is always in contrast to the mood of the dancer when dancing, and any mood can dance with any style of dance.

Qiao Fei raised her hands, kicked her legs, and spun along with the music.But even if he couldn't see the mirror, he knew that his jumping movements were a mess. Either they couldn't match the music beat, or they had no sense of beauty, and no appreciation at all.

He jumped more and more irritable, his movements were messy, and his head was also in a mess, and he couldn't let go of his mind at all.

The sound of the mobile phone's low battery came from the speaker, interrupting the music. Qiao Fei stopped suddenly in the middle of a one-leg rotation, bent over and supported his knees to pant.

The ribbon was tied too tightly, and Qiao Fei pulled it several times before tearing it off, and threw it casually in the corner of the dance room.

He walked to the front of the speaker and picked up the cell phone that was thrown on the ground. Seeing that the remaining battery was less than [-]%, he thought about turning off the cell phone, but the ringtone suddenly rang.

The phone was still connected to the speakers in the dance room, Qiao Fei almost threw the phone away and covered her ears, and quickly unplugged the cable.

Few of the people he knew would call him.

He stared at the caller's name for a while, and finally pressed the answer button with trembling fingertips: "Xu Bai."

Shi Xubai's magnetic voice came from the phone: "What's his address?"

Qiao Fei didn't answer, she bit her lips tightly with her teeth, and her palms were sore from clutching the phone tightly.

Shi Xubai's voice is very familiar to him, his speech speed is always slow, neither hasty nor impatient, as gentle as snow melting in a warm winter morning.

But now there was a hint of anxiety in his voice. He didn't hear Qiao Fei's response, so he continued: "If he won't let you go, I'll steal you away. Tell me what his home address is. I'll go to you and make it clear to him.

"He is not worthy of you, no matter what, I can't bear it baby, I can't bear it a long time ago."

"No..." Qiao Fei tasted a faint smell of blood when he licked his lips. He bit the skin, "It's useless."

"How could it be useless? I stole and hid you, and he couldn't find you. Anyway, I wanted to do it a long time ago."

Qiao Fei paused for a while, and finally asked gently: "How early?"

Shi Xubai probably didn't expect him to care about this, and Qiao Fei waited for a long time before hearing the answer: "It was probably when you first came to my house."

Is it that early?

"Then... between me and the choreographer, what would you choose?" Qiao Fei regretted asking this sentence, but she couldn't take it back.

Of course he selfishly wants Shi Xubai to choose him, but at the same time he does not allow the person he loves to give up his dream, and he also feels that he is not as important as a precious dream.

Shi Xubai may still meet others if he gives up, but if he gives up choreography, he will have nothing.

"Don't come to me, really, you..." Qiao Fei paused, "You can't beat him either."

"Don't be like this baby..."

Qiao Fei interrupted him softly, "It's okay, I can escape, I will run away when he doesn't pay attention, and I won't be bullied by him."

He actually wanted to ask, can you run with me?But after all, he still didn't dare to ask.

He finally changed the question: "You said that you will let me be the protagonist in your dance drama, does this still count?"

"Well, it always counts."

Qiao Fei nodded, remembering that the other party couldn't see, she opened her mouth to say something, but there was nothing to say.

"Xu Bai, I..." Qiao Fei spoke cautiously, but before she finished speaking, she keenly noticed a shadow passing by outside the window from the corner of her eye.

Immediately after the sound of footsteps stepping on the gravel road outside the dance room, Qiao Fei trembled with fright, hung up the phone quickly, not knowing where to hide the phone, and stood nervously in the middle of the dance room, trembling.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Qiao Fei was ready to face He Haoyun's fury. He wondered if his legs would be broken, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome to escape.