White Swan

Chapter 6

Before entering the villa, Qiao Fei stood outside the door, holding his small stone tightly in his hand, and sincerely made a wish, and then entered the door with the key. He was delighted to find that his wish had come true, and He Haoyun hadn't come back yet.

The room was uncommonly clean, Qiao Fei took a shower first, changed her clothes, and then went into the kitchen, planning to eat something.

Thinking of Shi Xubai's motorcycle, his heart that had just calmed down began to beat violently again.Qiao Fei doesn't like speed, doesn't like the thrill of being insecure, and doesn't like getting too close to strangers.

The nanny in the kitchen greeted Qiao Fei and left.The servants at home all know that he likes to cook by himself, and he eats very strictly, never eating the same food as the second young master at home.

Qiao Fei glanced at the ingredients in the refrigerator, and finally mixed a kale salad, fried a piece of salmon and chopped it on top, took another apple, cut it into slices and placed it next to it.

After some inner struggle, he poured some salad dressing on it.

Qiao Fei walked out with a plate, calculating the approximate number of calories in this meal.He guessed that the mathematics of ballet dancing should be good, after all, you need to keep track of the calories you eat throughout the day.

An apple, sixty calories.

A piece of salmon, two hundred calories.

That spoonful of salad dressing probably shouldn't have been added, so I'll have to eat less tomorrow.

Qiao Fei planned to go back to her room and eat while listening to music, but just as she stepped on the first flight of stairs, there was a sound of unlocking the door.He Haoyun entered the door and changed his shoes with the shoe cabinet. His suit collar was slightly open, and he looked a little tired.

"You're back." Qiao Fei whispered hello at the entrance of the steps, with a hint of frustration in her voice that couldn't be concealed.

He Haoyun didn't look at him, dropped his things, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket: "Well, pour me a glass of wine."

Qiao Fei had no choice but to put down the plate, went to the bar in the living room and poured a glass of brandy, and served it to He Haoyun who had already sat down on the sofa.

He Haoyun glanced at him, grabbed his wrist and pressed Qiao Fei to his side, "Sit with me for a while."

Qiao Fei sat down, took her own salad, nibbled on an apple, and asked Master Hao how his work was going today with concern as he did his duty as a little lover.He Haoyun responded casually, and asked Qiao Fei, "Go to the dance troupe?"

"Well, a new play starts today."

He Haoyun didn't look at him, his attention was all on his phone, he didn't know who he was sending a message to, and asked him half-heartedly, "What role?"

There was a hint of pride in Qiao Fei's voice: "I am the coryphée this time."

Looking at the raised eyebrows of He Haoyun, Qiao Fei continued to explain: "It is the center of the group dance."

He Haoyun sneered, and squinted at him, with a bit of anger at the end of his eyes, "Let me lead the dance? Can you do it? Don't fall."

Taking advantage of He Haoyun's inattention, Qiao Fei gave him a sneaky look, "You can dance if you want."

"Has the director been decided?" He Haoyun continued to ask, he took the fork in Qiao Fei's hand and took a bite of his salad.

Qiao Fei paused for a moment while chewing the apple. Thinking of Shi Xubai helping his ankle, he felt inexplicably excited. He even looked forward to the next rehearsal, "Well, he came from abroad, and he seems to be quite famous."

"An old man from abroad, he must be bald and have a big belly." He Haoyun felt that Qiao Fei's salad tasted good, so he ate a few more mouthfuls with his hand.

Qiao Fei turned her head and rolled her eyes, he is so handsome, even more handsome than you.

The phone in He Haoyun's hand rang. Seeing the name displayed on the screen, he cursed in a low voice, picked up the brandy on the coffee table and took a sip before answering the phone, and called brother.

The other party probably asked him what he was doing, and he replied: "Nothing, I'm staying at home with the children."

Qiao Fei suddenly lost her appetite.I couldn't swallow the food in my mouth, and it was uncomfortable to choke in my throat.

The caller was He Haoyun's elder brother, He Chijie.

The young master of the He family is married and has a three-year-old daughter.In his will, Mr. He gave He Haoyun the management of the company, but most of the shares were given to He Chijie.

The eldest brother likes to control He Haoyun. Although the group is managed by his younger brother, He Chijie is still worried, and he will have a hand in everything.

And what He Haoyun dislikes the most is when others take care of his affairs, especially his elder brother: "Brother, don't bother me, okay?"

Probably the only one in the world who dares to talk to He Chijie like this is his younger brother.

Qiao Fei stepped back calmly, and nestled herself into the edge of the sofa, as if leaning her back against the armrest of the sofa would increase her sense of security.He was still holding the plate in his hand, and he was lying in front of him like a weapon, nibbling on an apple, not daring to breathe.

A few months ago, He Haoyun quarreled with his brother He Chijie on the phone, and Qiao Fei happened to be beside him. The enraged He Haoyun pulled his hair and fell to the ground. He kicked Qiao Fei hard after scolding his brother. After the fight, Qiao Fei's body was covered in bruises, but fortunately no bones were injured.

Since then, Qiao Fei has learned to be good. As long as He Haoyun is on the phone with his elder brother, she has to hide away, and it is best to get into the crevices of the rocks.

But there are no stone gaps around, only the corners of the sofa.

"The business we talked about last time has little chance of being successful, and those old men are tricky." He Haoyun glanced at the distance Qiao Fei deliberately kept away from him, and hooked his fingers to let him come over.

Qiao Fei reached into her trouser pocket, rubbing the small stone with her fingertips, silently praying that Master Hao would not get angry, and finally got the position of lead dancer, he really didn't want to go to rehearsal with pain all over his body.He slowly walked to He Haoyun's side, and put the plate in his hand on the coffee table.

"I showed him the blueprints. He's not interested. What does it have to do with me?"

The Ho family owns a large group with various industries under its umbrella.Qiao Fei doesn't know much about it, nor is he interested in it. The only thing he likes is ballet.

"Isn't it all right if I can increase the market share?" He Haoyun's tone was impatient, and his voice raised slightly.He took Qiao Fei's shoulders and rubbed his head with his hands.

"Why do you care so much? It's fine, I have something else to do." He Haoyun hung up the phone, threw the phone on the coffee table, picked up the glass of brandy and drank it down his neck.

The living room was a little silent, Qiao Fei gently picked the leather sofa with her fingertips, curled her legs up, and hugged her with her arms.Having been with He Haoyun for more than two years, he knew that this young master's temper would burn at any moment.

The anger emanating from his body gradually became stronger, He Haoyun yanked Qiao Fei over and pushed him down on the sofa, his broad palm tightly clutching Qiao Fei's thin wrist.

Qiao Fei knew that struggling was useless, so he could only pray in his heart, hoping that He Haoyun would be gentle.

He Haoyun has a tattoo on his right shoulder, which is a piece of blue sky with a few white clouds attached, about the size of two palms.He got it when he was 17 to attract the attention of his parents.There are two sons in the family, and as the youngest, he doesn't get much attention.

He was used to grabbing what he wanted by himself, and getting a tattoo if he wanted to attract attention, and he got his wish, and was beaten up by the old man of the He family.

At some point, the tattoo on his shoulder became the only sky in Qiao Fei's world.

At his age, others hope to get high grades in college, or save some money to buy a car, but Qiao Fei hopes that He Haoyun will treat him better, not too much, really just a little is enough.

He's like a broken doll, delusional that someone will give him a bottle of glue that will hold him back together.

He Haoyun's mouth smelled of alcohol, and Qiao Fei coughed because of the choking.It seems that after several centuries, He Haoyun brushed his hair and went upstairs without talking to Qiao Fei.

Qiao Fei lay on the sofa, stared at the ceiling for a while, looked at the light circle reflected by the chandelier, and found that it was also broken.

The voices of several nannies were heard from the dining room. Before they entered the living room, Qiao Fei packed herself up from the sofa and dragged her tired and sore body upstairs.

There seemed to be no place on the body that didn't hurt.Qiao Fei's eye circles were a little red, and he couldn't bear the pain. He took out a few tablets of ibuprofen from the medicine bottle on the bedside, swallowed them dryly, and then buried himself in the quilt and waited to fall asleep.There is rehearsal tomorrow, he had already asked for leave last week, so he had to go this time.

The mobile phone on the bedside table rang, and Qiao Fei rolled into a ball, pulled the quilt up to cover her head, and ignored it at all.

The phone rang one after another, making Qiao Fei upset.He reached out his hand from under the quilt, fumbled for the phone, turned off the sound, and glanced at it when he put it back on the bedside table.

The text message was sent from the WeChat group of the dance troupe's actors, and all 46 actors in the group were there.Qiao Fei glanced at the name, the first text message was actually from Shi Xu with white hair, and it was unknown who pulled him into the group.

His WeChat name is very nice, called Baiyangyang.

Shi Xubai said that he was honored to join the dance troupe and hoped to have a pleasant cooperation with everyone in the future. Please give me more advice.The next few messages came from the actors in the dance troupe, saying welcome and so on.

Qiao Fei clicked on Shi Xubai's page.The profile picture is his profile, with sharp edges and corners, and a straight nose.He didn't tangle, his hair was a little messed up by the wind, and he looked casual and unrestrained.In the photo, Xu Bai raised his face slightly, looking diagonally upwards, his eyes narrowed by the sun.

There are many photos of dancing in the circle of friends.Some are Shi Xubai himself, wearing tights and soft-soled shoes, and some are his dance practice rooms.

The most recent circle of friends is a photo taken at the airport, which is a suitcase and a cup of coffee.There is a sentence on it: It's time to live for yourself once.

Qiao Fei remembered Shi Xubai's hands with well-defined knuckles and slender fingers. He was holding the phone, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

See, let's just say he can dance.