"When she dances, her eyes really shine."

Thinking of those bright, pure eyes, the girl was a little distracted.

After a while, she came back to her senses.

Then, she realized something.

An embarrassed smile appeared on his face, "I'm sorry, Master Xiao."

"I seem to have digressed too much."

Even after saying this, she couldn't help but make another digression.

Probably not a digression...

"Yi Qiushui is a dancer, but in my opinion, she is more of an artist..."

"Crazy and pure temperament."

"Although she doesn't seem to have any particularly close friends."

"Because all her energy is spent on dancing."

"But everyone who knows her admires her."

"She's special."

“It’s really special.”

The girl emphasized again.

"But, I don't know if I like dancing too much... I'm too focused on dancing..."

"When I said she had the crazy temperament of an artist, it was just a metaphor."

"Not that she really..."

“Many famous artists are not well understood until their statements are made public.”

"The world they see in their eyes is different from that of ordinary people."

"Is Yi Qiushui like this too..."

"She's not...just..."

"but……"

The girl's speech was a little incoherent, even slurred.

"Little deer."

Xiao Xiao called the girl softly.

"ah?"

The girl responded subconsciously.

Then she reacted.

She took a deep breath and smiled to herself, "Oh, Master Xiao, I'm so sorry."

"I can't even speak clearly."

"I have a lot of time."

Xiao Xiao's tone was soothing, "You can speak slowly."

"Um."

The girl on the other end of the phone narrowed her eyes.

"I was probably a little frightened by Qiu Shui's appearance..."

It's not the kind of scare you get when you watch a horror movie or encounter danger.

But a kind of... goosebumps all over the body... an uncomfortable... feeling...

She couldn't tell clearly.

It was just that feeling that seemed to cast a shadow over her emotions.

Like a shadow.

My heart feels tight.

She doesn't like this feeling.

…

"What happened to her?"

Or... "What does she do?"

Xiao Xiao's question gave direction to the girl's scattered thoughts.

She rubbed her cheek.

The voice calmed down.

"She is in hospital now."

"I called Master Xiao at the stairs outside the ward where she lives."

"Why is she in hospital?"

Xiao Xiao continued to ask.

"I got sick?"

"Still injured?"

"..."

The phone suddenly went silent.

Xiao Xiao knew that the key to the problem was here.

He said nothing again.

The cheerful sounds of the turtle and the fish could be heard from the side.

He couldn't help but smile.

The catfish and the catfish play together best.

Although one of them flies in the sky and the other swims in the water.

But his temperament is the same and he likes to have fun.

However, compared to the catfish, the catfish is more "evil-minded".

…

"She's hurt."

"My foot is twisted."

"My whole foot is swollen."

"Like a pig's trotter."

Thinking of the foot she just saw, the girl rubbed her forehead.

This takes time and effort.

For people who learn to dance, their feet are everything they have.

How can you dance without your feet?

Just like a pianist's precious hands, they usually take good care of their feet.

Regarding Yi Qiushui's carelessness, she shook her head and sighed.

Fortunately, the doctor said that as long as you take good care of yourself, there will be no sequelae.

…

"I was surprised when I first saw Qiu Shui's call."

The girl decided to start from the beginning, "She never called me."

"We had each other's phone numbers because of a school performance."

"I answered the phone."

"Qiu Shui directly gave me an address and asked me to pick her up."

"Then the phone went dead."

"I was really confused."

"A little angry too."

"After all, we don't have such a good relationship. Inexplicably, just a phone call came with the same content as an order..."
To be continued...