"Gege, you're so mean!" Song Yaoyao pouted her lips and looked in the mirror. The flower on her forehead had been wiped off, and all that was left was a red mark. "I don't like you anymore!"
"Really?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows.
"No."
Song Yaoyao pressed her lips together in defeat.
"But I really liked it!"
"Why didn't you dance?"
She had been practicing every single day, and because she had no foundation, she had put in a lot more effort than everyone else. Huo Yunque had witnessed it all, and he liked the girl who worked hard toward her goals.
But...she didn't appear on the stage in the end.
All her efforts had gone to waste...
Song Yaoyao lay in Huo Yunque's embrace like a koala. "My dress was ruined," she mumbled.
Of course, she wanted to dance with everyone.
