City A Senior High School.
In the recent exam, Han Chenluo deliberately ranked at the middle level in order to make Xia Xingran happy and to ensure authenticity.
Hao Tian is a top student in the top class. Girls' feelings are always unreasonable. Once they like someone, they don't care about them.
Therefore, she always comes to see Han Chenluo whenever she is free. Even though Han Chenluo never pays attention to her, as long as she can see him, she will be happy all day long.
The top eugenics and the school scoundrel are always the easiest people to quarrel with. The scandal between the two was like a wildly growing grass, sweeping the entire campus in an instant and becoming a topic of conversation for all students after their heavy schoolwork.
There was a stage play of "Pride and Prejudice" today, so Han Chenluo rushed to the theater as soon as school was over.
"Hey, why didn't that tail follow you today?" the classmate who was up to no good teased.
Han Chenluo turned a deaf ear and turned away from the electric car to leave. However, he saw Hao Tian's good friend running over to him in a hurry: "Han, Han Chenluo, Tiantian, Tiantian was taken away by a group of colorful girls. Please accompany her quickly." I gonna go see."
He immediately understood what might have happened, and hurriedly stopped the car and ran in the direction.
As expected, a group of girls holding scissors, paints and other objects surrounded Hao Tian tightly. Han Chenluo rubbed his hair irritably and ran closer to them.
"The thing about the dark street is not something you would like in school." Han Chenluo pushed aside the two girls, leaving a corner of the circle missing, and grabbed Hao Tian's schoolbag and left.
"I'm helping you, what's your attitude!" The leading girl was arrogant and walked over with her hands crossed.
Han Chenluo protected Hao Tian behind him, tilted his head slightly, his knife-like profile was extremely sharp, and his tone was full of disgust: "I, Han Chenluo, don't need your help."
The girl was humiliated and immediately became angry. She took the gun wipe from the girl next to her, wiped it all off, and threw it towards Hao Tian.
"Be careful!" Han Chenluo immediately pushed Hao Tian out. There was a crackling sound, and scarlet flowers seemed to bloom on Han Chenluo's right leg.
"Han Chenluo!" Hao Tian screamed and ran back, looking at the bright red grass at Han Chenluo's feet and starting to cry.
The group of girls did not expect that things would turn out like this. They all looked frightened and ran away quickly.
"I'll take you to the infirmary!" Hao Tian tried hard to suppress the panic in her heart and helped Han Chenluo to walk to the infirmary.
Han Chenluo frowned and asked Hao Tian, "What time is it now?"
"Six forty." Hao Tian glanced at his watch.
"It's too late." Han Chenluo squatted down, tore his trousers from the knees down, and then simply treated himself according to the bandaging techniques he observed on Xia Xingran's daily basis, and then limped toward the school gate.
Hao Tian hurriedly followed him and supported him: "How can this be done? If you don't go to the infirmary, I will take you to the hospital."
"Don't follow me in the future, and they won't cause trouble for you. I won't be able to come to save you every time." Han Chenluo broke away from Hao Tian's hand and tried to persuade her.
"But, I like you!" Hao Tian's face flushed red: "You know, I have actually liked you a long time ago. In order to be close to your life, I went to the dark street."
Han Chenluo sighed softly and said to Hao Tian with some sincerity: "Like is a two-way thing. Someone who really likes you will not let you change for him."
He put on his helmet and said frankly to Hao Tian, who was standing aside with his head down and wringing his hands: "I already have someone I like. So, let's stop here."
Hao Tian, who was standing there, immediately raised his head, his ears were buzzing, and he wiped his eyes and ran away to keep up with Han Chenluo, but the blur became blurry as he wiped his eyes, and in the end it was like the sun was disappearing from the earth, and he couldn't see anything.
…
During the last rehearsal before the performance in the theater, everyone was walking in a hurry, with anxiety evident on their faces.
"Come on, come on, Xiao Luo is here!" Someone shouted at the door of the theater, and everyone's eyes suddenly focused on it.
But before the excitement was over, it was replaced by a greater layer of melancholy.
"Xiao Luo, what's wrong with your legs!" Legs are the life of a dancer, so when everyone saw Han Chenluo's injured leg, they covered their mouths and exclaimed.
"I accidentally got injured, but it's okay. I just need to take care of it." Han Chenluo called the team doctor and started bandaging.
"This leg is seriously injured. I think you should stop jumping at night." The team doctor advised him regretfully while checking.
Han Chenluo knew how important he was to the dance troupe, so he pretended to smile casually and said: "I know my own body, so it won't be a problem."
Everyone in the dance company knew that Han Chenluo always valued the collective honor more than his life. Although he looked pleased and grateful, he still advised: "Xiao Luo, you can try it when you come on stage. If you don't feel comfortable, don't hold on."
"Don't worry, teacher, nothing will happen." After bandaging, Han Chenluo moved his ankle, then hurried to change clothes, put on makeup, and join in the collective rehearsal.
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At eight o'clock in the evening, the stage play "Pride and Prejudice" kicked off. Xia Xingran and Bai Moyan were sitting on the right side of the second row on the first floor, where they could just see the actors' faces and expressions clearly.
Han Chenluo plays the handsome and wealthy second male lead - Mr. Bingley, the "Prince Charming", who appears at the dance in the second act. As soon as he appeared, the whole theater burst into cheers, especially from girls.
Xia Xingran only glanced at it, and her whole body immediately tensed up. Bai Moyan beside her was not much better.
The scene where Bingley invited Jane to dance was being played on the stage, but Han Chenluo's eyes were fixed on Xia Xingran's face.
"How could it be Xiao Luo?" Bai Moyan heard Xia Xingran's murmur and looked sideways. Seeing that Han Chenluo's shadow was reflected in her eyes, palm prints were gradually left on the armrest.
On the stage, Bingley and Jane were dancing. Han Chenluo's costume was white pants, so the red blood on the lining was more obvious.
The gurgling blood scattered in all directions with his changing dance steps, like bullets fired from the barrel of a gun, hitting Xia Xingran's heart with holes in it.
The dancers backstage watched this scene and couldn't help but sweat for Han Chenluo. "Is he crazy? He is still working so hard with his injured leg. Doesn't he want to dance in the future?"
Han Chenluo turned a deaf ear, as if he was not the one suffering the heartbreaking pain at this time.
At this moment, he was dancing for Xia Xingran, and he was fighting for Xia Xingran's heart.
…
Xia Xingran watched the more than two hours of the stage play with a pinched heart. As soon as the curtain call came, he didn't even have time to say hello to Bai Moyan, and he rushed backstage.
"Teacher, I am going to apply for the Law Department of Renmin University of China for this year's college entrance examination. I will not take part in the art test of Beishi Dance Academy." Han Chenluo changed his clothes and expressed his decision after careful consideration.
"What, you don't want to dance anymore? Why? You have such a good foundation. Didn't you once say you want to be the best dancer in China?"
"That's right. You and your mother have endured so much hardship in order to dance since you were young. How can you stop dancing if you don't want to?"
The entire dance troupe immediately surrounded Han Chenluo and tried their best to stop him.
Han Chenluo took a makeup remover towel and wiped it on his face: "I'm sorry. I have made up my mind."
Xia Xingran outside the door heard these words clearly and took a breath. She knew better than anyone the reason why Han Chenluo gave up dancing and followed the law. Tears instantly filled her eyes, and she pushed the door open with all her strength.
"Sister!" Han Chenluo didn't bother to remove his makeup and immediately ran to Xia Xingran. He looked at Xia Xingran expectantly and asked, "Sister, did I dance well just now?"
"Come back to the hospital with me to get your leg treated first, and be obedient." Xia Xingran did not answer directly. After greeting the other dancers, she pulled Han Chenluo and walked out.
Han Chenluo's long-time dance teacher saw this situation and immediately understood what was going on. He hurriedly called Xia Xingran and pleaded solemnly:
"Xiao Luo has never treated a person like this. You must be very important to him, please help us persuade him. He is really born for dancing."
"No, sister, I've decided." Han Chenluo was afraid that Xia Xingran would hear more, so he limped and hurriedly took Xia Xingran out of the theater.
Bai Moyan leaned against the car door, looking at the two people holding hands. His expression changed, his jawline tightened, and he opened the car door and entered the cab.
"Brother Mo Yan, Xiao Luo's leg is injured. Please go to the hospital first. I will take care of him." Xia Xingran did not become the co-pilot, but sat in the back seat with Han Chenluo.
Bai Moyan looked up and saw the two people clinging tightly to each other through the rearview mirror. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, almost throwing Xia Xingran and the others away.
Han Chenluo understood Bai Moyan's thoughts clearly, lowered his head and smiled sullenly, and even began to be grateful for the unexpectedly injured leg.
…
After arriving at the hospital, just as Xia Xingran was about to help Han Chenluo out of the car, Bai Moyan had already walked over, pulled Xia Xingran away, put Han Chenluo on his shoulders, and dragged him into the emergency room.
Xia Xingran carefully used a cotton swab to clean the dirt on the wound. While cleaning it, she blew air and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Han Chenluo looked at Xia Xingran, who looked attentive, with a defenseless expression, and his tone was full of charm: "It hurts."
Xia Xingran hurriedly raised her head and looked at him: she was beautiful and refined, undefended, soft, and her eyes were bewitching.
Xia Xingran felt that her heart suddenly began to beat loudly. She immediately lowered her head and continued the process of applying medicine and bandaging more gently. Then she asked, "Well, does it still hurt now?"
Han Chenluo straightened up, enveloped the panicked Xia Xingran, and immediately blew words as light as breath into her ears: "It hurts."
Xia Xingran quietly turned red, turned her head and moved back instinctively.
Unexpectedly, Han Chenluo pursed his lips playfully and smiled, closed his eyes, buried his head in Xia Xingran's neck, rubbed it, and said in a soft and coquettish tone:
"However, with my sister helping me apply the medicine, the pain seems to be getting less and less painful."
Xia Xingran gradually became hot, and her breathing rhythm suddenly became chaotic.
