White Swan

Chapter 44

Coming out of this corner of the exhibition area, they went to see the works of the famous French painter Monet.

They strolled slowly, chatting about irrelevant topics, sharing small details they like, trying to let each other know more about their preferences.

Shi Xubai said that his favorite ballerina is Sergey Punonin, who became the principal at the age of 19, and his favorite dance drama is "La Sylphide", and he likes the unswerving love in it.

Qiao Fei's favorite ballet is "The Nutcracker", especially the solo and snowflake waltz of the Candy Fairy in it. He said that every time he watched it, for some reason, he wanted to drink a cup of hot cocoa.

There were no people in the exhibition area at this time, and it was empty and quiet inside. Taking advantage of the atmosphere, Shi Xubai asked Qiao Fei if he had any little secrets.

This question is very simple for Qiao Fei, he has only one secret, which no one knows, not even He Haoyun told him.

"Do you know that my mother and I have the same last name?" Qiao Fei thought for a while, "I don't even know what my father's last name is. I don't remember him."

On the night of Qiao Fei's birthday, his mother said that she was going out to buy vegetables and cook Qiao Fei his favorite meal.But Qiao Fei waited until midnight and his mother didn't come back, and went into her room, only to see a cold letter she left on the bed.

Qiao Fei told Shi Xubai the story of her childhood.He couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong to make his mother hate him, so he abandoned him.

He has had no sense of security since he was a child, but whenever someone treats him better, he feels that it is sincere.

Shi Xubai gently took Qiao Fei's hand, and touched the back of his hand with his thumb.

He heard the boy next to him mutter a word, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, regretting why he asked him some secrets.

Qiao Fei said that she doesn't want me anymore, and I still have the same surname as hers.

The ugly duckling didn't have a swan father and mother, and didn't know what the outside world was like. Before he grew up, he was locked in a cage with only cold iron bars around him.

Compared with the sky, Qiao Fei felt that she might belong to the museum more, and it was displayed in a glass cabinet like "The Little Dancer".

Monet's exhibition area is very large, divided into small areas one by one, exhibited according to the type of painting.The two walked to the exhibition area of ​​landscape paintings, and Qiao Fei was in a slightly better mood, looking at the oil paintings on the wall with great interest.

Not far away, there are several blond-haired and blue-eyed foreign girls, who look like high school students, are chatting quietly around a painting of "The Path on St. Maarten".

One of them inadvertently glanced in the direction of Qiao Fei and Shi Xubai, paused, looked at them carefully, and tugged at the corner of her companion's clothes.

They turned their heads and chatted quietly for a while, elbowing each other.

Qiao Fei was a little embarrassed, afraid that they felt strange seeing the two men holding hands, so she quickly let go of Shi Xubai's hand and stepped back a few steps.

A tall girl was more courageous, she came over and asked Shi Xubai a word.

After hearing this, Shi Xubai smiled and nodded.

Immediately, their voices were raised several times, and they walked over to form a circle, surrounding Shi Xubai in the middle.

Several girls were speaking English, but Qiao Fei couldn't understand at all, so he had to stand back a little. He only heard the word ballet being mentioned several times.

Shi Xubai smiled gently and talked to them calmly.

One of the girls seemed to want Qiao Fei to take a picture of them, so she took out her mobile phone and showed it to him.Qiao Fei subconsciously wanted to take it, but Shi Xubai reached out and took the phone that the girl handed him, and naturally switched to selfie mode, bringing Qiao Fei into the camera.

The girls stood behind them, smiling very sincerely and brightly.

Qiao Fei didn't know what happened, she was a little embarrassed, and she couldn't laugh when she looked at the camera.

"Smile baby, you look good when you smile." Shi Xubai whispered in Qiao Fei's ear.He put his arm around his shoulders and lowered his body to make room for the girls behind him.

Shi Xubai had long arms, which happened to be able to take pictures of several people, and returned the phone to the girl after taking pictures.

The girls thanked them several times, and happily left with their mobile phones in their hands.

"So you're a movie star?" Qiao Fei waited for them to walk away, then turned around and asked Shi Xubai half-jokingly.

Shi Xubai reached out and rubbed Qiao Fei's hair, and let it go when it got messy, and said with a smile: "How is it possible, they have seen "Giselle" staged by Shengba a year ago, and recognized me from the poster .”

Qiao Fei glanced at the place where the girls were walking, and suddenly realized.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that Qiao Fei hadn't spoken for a long time, Shi Xubai asked him.

After waiting for a while, Qiao Fei replied slowly: "I was wondering... are you the one who can ignite dreams."

Shi Xubai was silent, he glanced at the place where the girls went, and said: "Maybe not, I'm just a mirror at most, others just see what they want to be from me."

"Then you said... I will dance like you one day?" Qiao Fei asked in a low voice. He thought about it and added, "Will someone want to take pictures with me?"

Shi Xubai had already walked away a few steps, and was looking at a piece of Monet's "Sunrise Impression". He turned his head when he heard it, and the smile in his eyes faded away, and he said seriously: "I don't want you to dance like Like me, you should be like yourself."

"But I have nothing special about myself, and I don't look good when I dance."

"Don't say that, you have many special features, you have both luck and talent, and you work very hard."

Qiao Fei shook her head: "I may only have 15.00% luck, and the remaining 70.00% is up to my own efforts. And talent..." He muttered softly, "Well, I may not have talent."

"Ten percent left?" Shi Xubai said with an uncontrollable smile in his voice.

"Ah?" Qiao Fei didn't realize that she had miscalculated the number, and looked at Shi Xubai blankly.

Shi Xubai was amused by Qiao Fei's stupefied look, and he tried his best not to let his shoulders shake too much: "Then I'll give you another [-]% of luck, okay? That way you'll have more luck." Well."

Qiao Fei's face turned red in an instant, realizing that she was so bad at math that she couldn't even calculate addition correctly, and said angrily, who cares, you can keep it for yourself.

After watching the exhibition, it was past nine o'clock in the evening, the snow had stopped outside, and a thick layer of white blanket was spread on the ground.

Qiao Fei walked in front, jumping down the steps one by one, looking back at her neat footprints on the snow.

The motorcycle was parked on the side of the road, also covered with a layer of soft snow, Qiao Fei leaned over, picked up the helmet hanging on the handle, and threw it to Shi Xubai as a ball.

"Look, I'm not afraid of riding in your car now, shouldn't you praise me?" Qiao Fei stepped on the motorcycle and held the handle like Shi Xubai.This motorcycle is a bit big for him, and he can only reach the ground with his toes straight.

"Praise you and you will go to heaven."

Qiao Fei moved her butt back to make room for Shi Xubai: "You can't carry anyone else in the future, you can only leave me in the back seat, is that okay?"

Shi Xubai didn't smile at him or assure him as Qiao Fei imagined, but held his hand.Qiao Fei couldn't help but look down, Shi Xubai's hand was big, with well-defined joints, holding Qiao Fei's hand loosely, as if it hurt him.

Lovers will hold hands, couples will hold hands, only the donor and his canary will not hold hands.

What was Xu Bai and him now.

couple?Probably not, at least not before He Haoyun let him go.

"Did you forgive me? Baby." Shi Xubai looked into Qiao Fei's eyes and asked sincerely.Qiao Fei sat on the back seat of the motorcycle, a little higher, and she could look at Shi Xubai with a slight lift of her eyes.

Under the thousands of miles of night sky, he clenched Shi Xubai's hand a little bit, and said no, he would never forgive you.