Our love is not a fairy tale

Chapter 44 The Endless Cohabitation Life (1)

Xiaofan turned around and walked to the third floor. There was only one large room on the third floor. On one side was the dance practice room, where musical instruments were placed, and on the other side was an open study. This shape seemed a bit strange, but Xiaofan Before writing, Fan's father must watch her mother practice ballet with her before he starts writing. It has been like this every time for more than 20 years, regardless of the weather. The love of his parents has always been Xiaofan's pride.

Pushing open the door that had not been opened for more than a year, Xiao Fan's hands trembled a little, the door lock was covered with dust, as soon as he pushed the door open, all the dust rushed towards him, Xiao Fan endured the pain desperately, walked On the dusty floor, there were footprints on it one by one, looking at the whole row of mirrors in front of her and the whole row of bookshelves at the other end, her eyes were wet with tears, the image on the mirror was a bit blurred, Xiao Fan Stretch out your hands, do a few ballet poses, and slowly stand on tiptoes, but you can no longer stand on tiptoes easily. In less than a few seconds, your feet are automatically placed flat on the floor, and you are dancing ballet People's feet are generally ugly, Xiaofan saw his helpless feet slipped to the ground, crystal tears dripped down on the floor, and the crisp sound echoed in this empty place.

Pursing her lips, looking at the mirror through her hazy eyes, she seemed to see herself as a beautiful swan by the Swan Lake on the stage, dancing the true meaning of life to the extreme.

Standing up, she no longer looked at the mirror, she came to the oversized desk, on which an old "Mencius" was placed in the most conspicuous place, she seemed to see her father leaning on the chair and flipping through the pages over and over again. This book, his favorite book, he raised his head and smiled at her, and when she smiled, her eyes washed by tears were particularly clean...

After standing for a while, Xiaofan ran to the second floor and took the vacuum cleaner to the third floor to carefully wipe the floor bit by bit. This is the most beautiful place for her parents. She doesn't want dust to stain this most beautiful place...

Xiaofan didn't know, behind the door on the third floor, a person stood there for a long time...

The next morning was the weekend, after Xiaofan cleaned the floor all night, he looked at the shiny floor, smiled, lay down on the floor and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)