After placing the order, Xia Xiyao returned the phone to Xu Lin, lay on the bed, swung her legs, and humd a little tune, feeling quite happy.
"What made you so happy?"
"It’s just that you bought a gift, that makes really happy!"
Xia Xiyao crawled up from the bed and sat back on Xu Lin’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Xu Lin, can I ask you sothing?"
"What?"
"I want to stay by your side forever, and be your canary!"
"Canary?"
Xu Lin was puzzled, what does a canary an? It’s essentially like being a big shot’s woman, or if not a big shot, then a man with so money who keeps a woman on the side, that’s called a mistress, not a canary. The prerequisite for keeping a beauty in a golden house is the golden house itself.
"Yes! A canary, I’ll be yours forever, you can do anything you want, and I won’t interfere with your relationships with Xiyan and Ning Yuhuan."
"What’s in it for you?"
"I just like you, what else could it be?"
Xia Xiyao looked at him with affection. She truly had fallen for Xu Lin.
At eighteen, she didn’t think about too many issues, like other girls her age. This is the age of impulsiveness. If she were already in her twenties, she might begin to weigh pros and cons, because everyone matures. Of course, everyone has their youthful innocence, just like Xia Xiyao now; she rushes in, only thinking about throwing herself at Xu Lin, without considering anything else.
Xia Xiyao said, "I like you, but I also want to be good sisters with Xiyan forever, the three of us together, not separating!"
"Let’s discuss this when you’re twenty; are you in love mode?"
"Where? I’m not in love mode!"
Xia Xiyao shook her head in denial.
"If this isn’t love mode, I’ll go to the bathroom and wash my hair while doing a handstand!"
"Haha, then show the handstand!"
Xia Xiyao covered her mouth and laughed.
"Oh? Getting cheeky, are you?"
Xu Lin flipped her over and gave her three pats on the butt.
"Ouch!"
"Does it hurt? Let’s see if you’ll be cheeky again."
Xu Lin put her back in place.
"Xu Lin, today I learned a new dance, do you want to see it?"
"Then dance for , let see!"
Xu Lin was quite interested too. When it cos to dancing, Xia Xiyao is a professional.
"Wait a mont!"
Only to see Xia Xiyao get down from the bed, and stand at the end of the bed. This room was quite large, with space next to the bed, enough for her to stretch out.
"What kind of dance are you going to perform this ti?"
"A traditional style dance, taught by my dance teacher."
"Oh." Xu Lin nodded in understanding.
"I’m about to start!"
"Okay."
Then, Xia Xiyao began to perform the traditional style dance. She did indeed dance beautifully, and being a professional, she presented a vision of aesthetic delight to Xu Lin.
If she were wearing traditional hanfu, it might have been even better.
However, as she perford the traditional style dance, Xu Lin recalled the last ti Shang Wanjun also danced a traditional piece.
Though Shang Wanjun was only an amateur, and not as professionally trained as Xia Xiyao, Xu Lin felt that in comparison, Shang Wanjun’s dance looked better.
Because Shang Wanjun’s dance had that charm, that enchanting vibe, which Xia Xiyao evidently lacked.
Expecting such qualities from a young girl of eighteen or nineteen is indeed unrealistic.
With precious gems set in front, Xia Xiyao’s dancing attraction to Xu Lin wasn’t as strong.
"Was it beautiful?"
Soon, Xia Xiyao finished and returned to the bed, back to Xu Lin’s side.
"Pretty good."
"By the way, Xu Lin, I need to tell you sothing. Today, a teacher from my school said they wanted to recomnd to a company to sign a contract, to join a fairly famous dance troupe, and develop in the entertainnt industry. She said I’m the best in the dance club."
"What do you think about it?"
"I turned it down. I’m not interested in joining the entertainnt industry!"
Xia Xiyao played with Xu Lin’s right hand, "I know a few seniors in school who are in the entertainnt industry, but they aren’t famous. I’ve t them before. One senior who treated well said the entertainnt industry isn’t good and I shouldn’t have any illusions about it. She said once the company sent her to drink with soone, she got drunk and was taken advantage of by an older man, and this connection hasn’t ended yet because she has to rely on this man’s resources. Without resources, she’d be marginalized like others, then leave in despair, making all the previous efforts in vain."
"It’s also good not to go; the entertainnt industry isn’t that great."
Xu Lin wasn’t fond of the entertainnt industry either, he was just in it to make money, but strictly speaking, he didn’t directly engage with that circle.
And if you enter without any background, especially showcasing yourself, if you aren’t particularly good-looking, people ignore you. But for those who are beautiful, to climb higher, it usually involves compromising oneself—like beautiful won entertaining those greasy older n. Talking about this is dark, but this isn’t just in the entertainnt industry, it’s been like this for thousands of years, always been objectively present, just like how prostitution can never be eradicated.
"I won’t enter the entertainnt industry!"
Xia Xiyao continued, "Xu Lin, after I graduate, I want to beco a dance teacher!"
"Dance teacher?"
"Yes, I really like dancing, so I want to be a dance teacher, and if I have money, I want to open a dance studio." Xia Xiyao’s eyes sparkled, dreaming of a beautiful future.
"Quite ambitious."
"Contentnt is happiness. I don’t seek great achievents, I hope to do what I love, which is dancing."
"If you want to open a dance studio, I’ll fund it."
"But opening a dance studio requires a lot of money, right?"
Xia Xiyao, although she hadn’t calculated, thought that opening a dance studio must require a significant amount of money, tens of thousands perhaps?
Or even more?
In fact, opening a dance studio is her dream, but dreams are famously known to be just dreams, like many students in high school dream of getting into prestigious universities, but not many actually do.
"So, do you want to open a dance studio?"
"I do!"
"If you want to, then go for it. Didn’t you say you wanted to be my canary? I’ll give you the money, just take it, don’t overthink it."
"Okay."
"However, in reality, I hope you shine, like a star in the sky, bright and radiant."
Xu Lin shifted his tone, resting his head on one hand while Xia Xiyao played with the other one.
"Life involves birth, aging, illness, and death; things have creation, maintenance, decline, and destruction, nothing is eternal. Too philosophical, but your beauty and figure will fade with ti, deprived from you, but your essence won’t. So, I hope the future you is a brilliant girl, like I joked about being a canary; you know, that’s just a vase? But I don’t like vases. As I said, I hope your future shines like a star, owning a dazzling life."
"Yes!"
Hearing this, Xia Xiyao was very moved, resting her little face on Xu Lin’s chest, drawing circles with one finger.
After drawing for a while.
Xia Xiyao’s hand started to slide from Xu Lin’s chest down to the waistband...
"Xu Lin, it’s midnight!"
By midnight, Xia Xiyao ant bedti had arrived.
Not the kind of bedti where you close your eyes.
Tomorrow is Saturday, and tonight’s bedti might last until nearly dawn.
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