The waltz was hailed as the dance of souls—more than any other dance style, the waltz tested a couple’s rapport. Only partners who were connected at the deepest levels could perform beautifully.
A waltz was a couple’s dance with the spotlight shining equally on both the man and woman. However, even though her every step, sway and twirl were traditional waltz moves—Wen Xinya’s waltz on tiptoes was a one-woman show, with Si Yiyan playing a supporting role. To perform such a dance in this manner required even more skill. For the couple, it was the ultimate test of coordination, dance skills and speed of reaction. Even a pair who had rehearsed countless times may not be able to successfully perform it.
But Si Yiyan and Wen Xinya managed to coordinate flawlessly, even though they were dancing together for the first time. Every single movement was graceful and perfectly-timed, yet also carefree and spirited.
This type of immaculate coordination enabled them to fully immerse themselves in the beauty of the dance. Their hearts, eyes, and minds only held each others’ existence, completely immune to any outside distractions. Their actions were more or less instinctive and could be said to be the embodiment of a dance of the soul.
As the song neared its end, the tempo picked up, bringing with it a certain urgent thrill. Si Yiyan’s steps became increasingly quicker, as Wen Xinya’s body twirled faster and faster. Her skirt swirled gorgeously in mid-air.
The final musical note reverberated across the room, resonating within their hearts. Si Yiyan embraced Wen Xinya’s slender waist and pressed her against his own body in one fierce motion. The two of them were tightly entwined, their panting breaths intermingling.
The dance came to a sudden end.
Caught up in his inescapable embrace and his dangerously heated panting, Wen Xinya snapped out of her earlier inebriation from the dance. “Did I dance well?”
“Very well!” Si Yiyan was out of breath. He gazed at her beautiful face, with cheeks still rosy from the vigorous dance. Her eyes were also sparkling, and her glistening lips slightly parted. She looked utterly ravishing.
“Teeheehee…” Wen Xinya giggled coquettishly. Her smile bloomed across her face, bringing with it an additional layer of charm.
Looking at her lovely countenance, Si Yiyan’s heart started racing uncontrollably.
“Well… are you surprised?” Earlier on the dance floor, the idea to waltz on his feet had come as an impulse. The entire dance was pure improvisation and she had just followed the melody, the rhythm, and feel.
“I couldn’t be more surprised!” Si Yiyan exclaimed as he recalled her graceful beauty. It was an incredibly enchanting image.
“Do you like this birthday surprise, then?” The dance was a last-minute impulse and was not the real present. The gift she had prepared for Si Yiyan was still to be unveiled.
“I love it!” Si Yiyan answered in a low voice.
After just a short pause, the second tune started playing.
It was a fast-paced waltz melody earlier, and the expansive movements had depleted much of Wen Xinya’s stamina, making her feel rather tired. As a result, she loosened her hold around Si Yiyan’s neck, all ready to leave the dance floor.
But in the next second, Si Yiyan had her firmly by the waist. “Since the music has already started, let’s have another dance!”
It was truly too wonderful an experience to dance with her. It gave Si Yiyan an insatiable desire—such that the moment he saw her try to leave, he was left with a heavy sense of disappointment.
“No, I am tired!” Wen Xinya whined.
Dancing was an extremely energy-expending exercise—in particular, the waltz they did earlier, which encompassed all sorts of challenging movements.
“This is a slow song. I will carry you along.” Si Yiyan loosened one hand and held her waist with one arm. Wen Xinya lifted one leg and twirled prettily from Si Yiyan’s right side to his left. The two of them spun and crisscrossed their hands to change a pose, before once again returning to matched dance steps.
Wen Xinya stepped heavily on his feet with a vengeance. It would have been a lethal step if she was still wearing her stilettos, but she forgot that she was barefoot and the soft soles of her feet upon Si Yiyan’s leather shoes were no threat at all.
The slow waltz music had its own, unique charm. Compared to the lively tempo and passionate charge of the quick waltz, this leisurely tune was more steady and light, with an elegant and refined polish to it.
“Xinya!”
“Yes?”
“In the future, apart from me, never dance with anyone else, alright?” Her incredible dancing style could only belong to him.
“Mmm, let me think…”
“I am also thinking whether or not to claw back all at once the ‘flesh debt’ that you owe me.” He emphasized heavily on the words “flesh debt”, sounding fierce and suggestive at the same time. In addition to the original debt amassed in the initial days, there were also some accumulated here and there over the past few years. It currently amounted to a very significant sum.
“I promise! I promise, alright!” Wen Xinya’s scalp went numb just at the thought of all those pages filled with the word “debt”. She had barely made a dent in the mountain of debt after so many years, and she had already given up all hope of ever clearing her account with him.
Every time Si Yiyan used this to threaten her, she would agree to anything he requested.
The second song ended, but Si Yiyan had no intention of letting her off. “Let’s have another dance!”
Wen Xinya had no choice but to dance with him again.
If there was one, there would be two. If there were two, there would be three!
They ended up dancing song after song after song, all the way until the CD came to the end of its playlist. Wen Xinya was already leaning heavily into Si Yiyan, her arms around his neck and feet on his shoes. She had given herself up completely to him, as the two of them danced on in this deep, mutual embrace.
“Such a pity. The song has ended.” Si Yiyan sounded extremely regretful as he continued holding her, unwilling to let go.
Wen Xinya looked up at the clock to see that it was already past 11 at night. She and Si Yiyan had been dancing for over two hours. They just had dinner, but because of their high energy expenditure, their stomachs once again felt rather empty.
That crazy pervert!
Wen Xinya couldn’t resist glaring at him. “Let go of me!”
Her words were spoken limply, it was obvious she was truly tired.
Si Yiyan couldn’t bear to let go of her. “I really wish to dance like this with you until the ends of time.”
To the ends of time…
He really had the audacity to say something like that. Waltz was a dance with a lot of twirling involved. A two-hour dance already had her dizzy from all that spinning. Her toes also ached terribly.
Wen Xinya glared at him and grumbled. “I will never dance with you again!”
The beautiful waltz had become a torture for her.
It was her own fault, really. She was the one who had suggested dancing the waltz together.
