Lance gently embraced Emma's waist, and danced with the pace under his feet in the waltz rhythm. The surrounding scenery was quietly spinning because of the changing waltz steps, but his gaze was always on Emma, ​​as if there were only the two of them left in the noisy dance scene.

In those eyes, Lance saw his reflection. In a trance, it seemed as if time had begun to flow back, and that reflection became what he used to be.

He almost forgot why Li Jin crossed. It was a hot summer. The cicadas kept shouting and making the air restless. The rolling heat waves turned every pedestrian on the road into a barbecue lamb. No one was willing to run for the boring news of the cart. He had the least qualifications, so he was sent out to obtain materials.

Sure enough, there was nothing good about that news, it was nothing more than ordinary scoundrels. Even arousing the sympathy or anger of readers seemed not strong enough. But just as he was about to leave, he heard a little girl crying for help unexpectedly. His water was not good, so he started calling for help loudly. Passers-by soon gathered, but no one was willing to go into the water to save people. Everyone was just standing on the shore to watch.

It's like the news of the slap in the car just now.

After all, he had no way to watch a life being strangled like this, and the sense of justice exploded and went into the water to save people. It had been raining for two consecutive days, and the river was extremely turbulent. When he swam to the little girl, he had already consumed most of his strength and finally sent the little girl ashore. However, a rapids rushed over and he was swept away directly. He could only see the indifference of the surging crowd watching coldly.

What a sarcastic, isn't he? He was killed unexpectedly gloriously because of his heroic rescue; but now, he has become cold-blooded and ruthless, and has no choice but torture. He watched Diorama Film industry go to ashes, torturing them little by little to death; he watched "Good night, good luck" start filming, waiting for the opportunity to ruin George Clooney. If they have all betrayed him, he is just taking revenge, eye for eye for eye for tooth for tooth, this is the law of nature; what about Jessica?

In those eyes, Lance looked at his reflection, and in the blink of an eye, the reflection became what he is now. The smile at the corner of his mouth was just right, outlining a touch of alienation and indifference. Even though the two of them were extremely close as dance partners, the alertness of their eyes drew a clear line between each other; the calm face was calm, and the emotions deep in their hearts were hidden without any leakage. Even though there was a storm in their mind at this time, there was no abnormality on the surface.

Lance knew that he could no longer go back.

He envied Emma a little, envious of her vocal youth and unrestrained vitality, as if she could change the world with her passion, which reminded him of Rudy in the "Dream-Chasing the Heart". People always like this, yearning for dreams that they cannot reach, just like ancient emperors pursuing immortality. The same is true for the lost youth.

So, Lance outlined a smile and said nothing more. When she fell to the point of bleeding, when she failed to lose her body and mind, when she was disappointed, she would give up, just like Frank and Fiona, just like Ryan, Tucker and Jason, just like Gwyneth, just like Jessica, just like Li Jin, just like Lance.

Just like him now.

"Why don't we enjoy this dance?" Lance avoided the topic with a smile.

There was a calmness, and Lance's eyes were still calm, Emma did not see any waves. Emma knew what this sentence meant, there was only this dance, no second dance or the last dance, only this dance. After dancing this dance, Lance would turn around and leave.

But Emma also knew that this was not the real Lance. This was the real Lance wearing armor and masked Lance. The real Lance was not as calm as he was. He would be sad, he would be tired, he would be painful, he would be lonely, he would be lost, he would be confused... So, she didn't need to be sad, let alone disappointed. She would not give up easily, and she would not let him be alone.

Just like the news this time. She always believed in him. She believed that Lance was not the arrogant bastard in Jessica's mouth. She believed that Lance was not the arrogant bastard in the newspaper. She believed that Lance was not the irresponsible bastard in Helen's mouth. She always believed that there was another version of the story in Lance. More importantly, even if Lance was the inglorious bastard in their mouth, she would not let go.

It's like a "male and female thief".

"Okay." Emma's smile appeared brightly, and she gently pressed her ears against Lance's chest, and listened to the sound of her heart beating, calm and powerful, penetrated the faint body temperature and gently rang in her ears. This was the most wonderful accompaniment in the world.

At this moment, he and she were the only one left in the world. This was the first time that really belonged to them.

Lance looked down at the petite body. The tight chin curve revealed a hint of stubbornness, and the helplessness in his eyes flashed away. Then he led her to dance gracefully, stepping on simple and gorgeous dance steps, wandering freely in the dance floor of youth.

The moments of happiness are always so short that a song ends quickly. Although reluctant to leave, Emma still left Lance's chest, took a step back with a smile, and then made a lady's curtain call, putting the perfect end to the dance.

He raised his head and looked at the teenagers around him, and the smile on the corner of Lance's mouth rose gently. He did not expect that one day he would become the focus of attention like Tom Cruise wherever he went. Everyone looked at him with idol worship eyes, as if he would surge up to surround him at any time, and the fanatical restlessness spread in the air.

"The dance is over, I should leave." Lance said cruelly without hesitation, ruthlessly, piercing the bubble of the dream. He knew that it was just a dance; but he also knew that a dance was everything.

But Emma was not disappointed, nor did she collapse, but grinned and smiled brightly, "I think so too. You didn't notice that Miranda's eyes almost wanted to pounce on you and eat you." The gloom in her tone could hardly be concealed, which made Lance's eyes twitch, "I think if she took off her naked in front of you, then you will really be speechless."

Emma could clearly see Miranda's radiant eyes, as if she was a beautiful snake catching her prey, and her whole body was filled with a thrill of eagerness to try. It seemed that as long as there was a little gap, she would rush over.

"She can try it." Lance seemed very calm and was not worried at all.

This answer made Emma's smile on the corner of her mouth pause, and her expression suddenly became depressed, "I thought you would still choose one." The disgusting tone made Lance's chest block, and she didn't know how to respond for a while. This was really rare. But before Lance could react, Emma directly grabbed Lance's left hand, "Go away, she's here."

Lance had only time to see a vase wearing a red bandage moving towards this direction, and then Emma was led away directly. After hesitating for a half-second, Lance did not regain the initiative, but allowed himself to follow Emma away from the dance floor. However, Lance surpassed Emma in two big strides, but instead took the initiative, and disappeared from everyone's sight with great strides.

The audience sighed in annoyance, regretting that they were unable to have close contact with Lance. However, some people could no longer hold back their emotions and left the dance party and chased towards Lance and Emma. Such a good opportunity was really rare, and there would be no more missed one.

However, when everyone chased outside, they found that the entire parking lot was empty and there was no one to see. Even the traces of the car could not be captured, as if two people had evaporated directly. This made the young people sigh. They originally thought they could communicate with Lance tonight, but they did not expect that after just dancing one dance, Lance left, which was really regrettable.

So, 30 or 40 high school students stood at the ball door in a daze, looking disappointed.

Lance sat upright in the driver's seat, looking at Emma who was curled up in the passenger seat, holding back her smile, "Don't get up, be careful they see you." Emma didn't seem to doubt why Lance could sit up straight, just put his hands on his head, and said in a silence, "Are there many people?"

Lance nodded seriously, "A lot of people, I feel like half of the dance party has come out." In fact, the crowd has dispersed one after another and returned to the dance party. For them, this is just a beautiful episode. There may be a lot of discussions for a long time, but for today, the dance party has not ended yet.

After a while, Emma raised her head carefully, and then she realized that the entire parking lot was empty. She glared at Almond eyes and looked at Lance in annoyance. Lance looked at Emma's sweating and her pink cheeks were stained with two flushings. She couldn't help but cough twice and avoided her sight, "You should go back. If you want to run for the dance queen, leaving now is not a wise choice."

"My graduation prom is over." Emma shrugged, tidied up her slightly messy hair, and said frankly that she could feel the puzzled look that Lance cast, so she smiled, "I said that my last dance will be left to that special person."

So, the first dance is the last dance.

Emma looked at Lance's eyes with helplessness, and her smile couldn't help but burst into tears. It was really rare. He was also plotted against by her for a while, "Can you send me back? I took a friend's ride today. After the prom, they must have activities. I can't bother them. Please?"

Lance only felt a faint pain in his forehead.
Chapter completed!