After Exchanging Shadows

Chapter 45

Mo glanced at Nguyen Nightingale's right hand on her shoulder and silenced for a moment, saying: “Try to get up there first. Think about the steps I told you about, right foot hard, jump. ”

Nguyen nocturnally rubbed his lips, the word "jump” just dropped in the ink, his right foot rubbed on the ground, jumped up a distance not low. Just don't say it crosses the saddle, not even the belly of the horse.

“… wait a minute.” Nguyen Nightingale's right foot falls back to the ground.

The adjustment jumped a few more times and still failed.

Her face was slightly skewed and she didn't look at the ink, which seemed slightly embarrassing.

Nguyen Nightshank is not the kind of person who can easily be embarrassed.

A man's life cannot be smooth, from growing up to maturity, even if he is smarter, there will inevitably be some fault, embarrassment and embarrassment. Especially Nguyen Nightshade, which is both dance and acting, used to face the public often, once the performance error occurs, it is not a general disgrace. But even in front of a large audience, Nguyen Nightingale was not embarrassed. He faced it generously, adjusted the remedy, and continued the performance. She felt that since fault had appeared, it was useless to embarrass her anymore, how to complete the rest was of the utmost importance.

It won't be embarrassing, it won't be embarrassing, it won't be embarrassing to wave through the market all day with a smiling fairy, it will inevitably make people feel her thick face, and even those who hate her look at her unwillingly with "shameless”.

And only Nguyen Nightingale knows herself, these embarrassments of her life, these embarrassments, together with her heart, only one brain has been planted on the ink.

She embarrassed herself so easily could learn to ride the horse with Kunmo, but was nervous and afraid to do so, and on several occasions she didn't even jump over the height of the horse's stomach.

Nguyen Nightshade still held his left foot on the stirrup and put his right hand on the shoulder of the stirrup. It was quiet, so he smiled calmly. “Wait a minute. ”

After so many years of dancing, she was always very confident about her body coordination and flexibility, and jumping and dancing across the stage was a small dish. Even though I am not using my own body today, that kind of self-confidence is still there. It is embarrassing to see this look that even horses can't jump at this moment.

It's okay to be seen by others.

I'd rather be Mo Mo.

Nguyen Nightshade was embarrassed and didn't want to find her embarrassed. Of course, there would be more disguise in the laughter. She stared at the ink this time, as if such a straightforward gaze could cover her up more frankly, and said, “Do you think I'm too angry, I can't even put my horse back on so many times, you haven't taught me how to be interested? ”

Min Mo looked at her for a few moments and didn't know what she saw. She just calmed down: “I just learned to inevitably not adapt, it's normal. ”

Nguyen Nightingale was just a cover for candor. This time she was honest. “So you're still interested in me? ”

Mo: “...”

“Have you noticed that every time you speak, one or two important words are missed?” The inky wind gently swept her away and said, “You missed a ‘teach’ word, please make it up and say it again. ”

“I didn't.” Nguyen Nightshade is more frank: “What I just said was, 'So you're still interested in teaching me', and I didn't miss the word 'teaching’. Maybe you want to hear me say that, so ignore it automatically. ”

If Mo had been told by Nguyen Nightingale before, she would have blown up the frontal muscle, but she didn't this time. The look was more “flat” than Nguyen Nightingale, and one pair of eyes still stared at Nguyen Nightingale.

Nguyen Nightingale is a little heartless.

I don't know if it is a delusion, she recently found that once the ink choked by her words, she was as angry as before, or biting the teeth with a group of proud and divine appearance less and less. Faced with her, the ink grew more and more tolerant, sometimes the lips turned against each other, sometimes it was quiet, sometimes even the Nguyen Nightingale couldn't hold it.

She doesn't know what she's thinking. It's not that she hasn't guessed, she just guesses and goes, and she's afraid of guessing wrong, so the sex stopped guessing.

And Mo suddenly asked Nguyen, "Do you believe in yourself? ”

“Of course.”

And Mo asked, "Do you believe me? ”

Nguyen Nightington is staying.

Her answer is, of course, "Of course." Certainly there is no need for any hesitation.

It's just that she didn't expect Mo to suddenly ask her that. It's just a meal.

“I believe you.” Nguyen Nightshang said. She actually kind of regretted not saying it immediately, a few seconds later, as if looking at how nothing was as powerful as saying it immediately.

The Moxican temperatures are a little warm: “The root cause of this is that you still have a psychological burden on horseback riding, your mind is afraid of falling, your body is inevitable to keep up, most people are scared when they start riding, horses are more dangerous to beginners, so you don't have to feel anything. ”

Nguyen Nightshang asked her, "Are you scared when you first started learning to ride? ”

Momo seemed hesitant to say, “I'm afraid too. ”

This hesitation is not obvious and cannot be detected without a closer look. But Nguyen Nightshang knew her so well, she laughed: “Are you lying to comfort me? ”

“Consider yourself comforted.” Sumo was poked by Nguyen Night Sumo, with some fluctuating waves in his eyes: “I admit I wasn't afraid at first. ”

This time Nguyen Nightingale stopped talking and held a smile in her eyes. She couldn't pretend, she thought it was, and she thought, "I don't know, it doesn't matter."

Momo looked at the smile in Nguyen's eyes as if she could read her mind. "If you really think so, then so be it. ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

Mo picked up the previous words related to horseback riding and continued: “Anyway, when you get on horseback, don't be nervous, don't be afraid, don't think about anything, just think about you. I promise I won't let you fall, and since you said believe me, I want you to believe I can do this, otherwise I won't promise you. ”

Nguyen's heart was warm and she didn't say anything else, so she decided to try again.

She grabbed the reins and bristles in her left hand, the saddle in her right hand, and the feet jumped off the ground, perhaps unfamiliar, still unable to get up.

Failed, Nguyen Nightshade cautiously glanced at the ink.

"If you're not used to saddling, you can borrow my shoulder when you go to the meeting, but always grab the rope with your left hand. ”

Nguyen Nightshade said: "Isn't it possible that your shoulder will hurt? ”

“In fact, the key to getting on the horse is to borrow, and it's important to hold on to the hairs of the reins and the two borrowings when the right foot jumps. If you pull on the horse and focus on the two, it won't hurt, even if you put your right hand on my shoulder at the beginning. ”

When Mo said this, he turned around and said: "But if you don't go up, you can't borrow it. Of course my shoulder hurts easily. ”

Nguyen Nightshang was afraid of hurting her. After hearing this, she refused repeatedly: “Then I won't touch your shoulder. ”

“No,” said Mo seriously. “I'll take it. ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

When Mo finished, he showed Nguyen that he was on horseback. Nguyen Nightshade looked at her face, knowing that it would not work without a horse, and that it would not work without a shoulder. She also knew that Ink was using her shoulders to set her up. If she really cared, she would naturally try to master the correct method of borrowing.

Since it didn't work, in order to make Ink's shoulder more comfortable, she had to go out and give it a boost. But she did learn to ride the horse for the first time. When she got on the horse, it was inevitable that she didn't get it in place. Good thing she really didn't think about anything this time, just to get on the horse, so as not to climb halfway and put a burden on the ink. This immunity really forced her to climb up, and when she borrowed, her subconscious mind fell on the rope and the right foot bounce as much as possible.

Ink also naturally feels that the shoulder load is not heavy, and his face looks much softer, saying: "Try the horse again. ”

When he got off the horse, Nguyen Nightshang stumbled a little, but he still came down. "If you practice more, you'll get used to it soon. ”

Nguyen Nightshang practiced to get on and off horses under the guidance of Mo, she was already learning quickly, gradually got more skilled, and she naturally got a lot more nerve. After getting used to borrowing, Nguyen Nightingale stopped supporting the shoulders of the ink, instead of the saddle. However, the next time there was a pause, such a pause could easily cause the horse to fail, Mo hurriedly took two steps forward, holding Nguyen's hips with one hand, holding her waist with one hand, to lift her up.

Nguyen was not prepared to be touched by her, she still touched such a sensitive position, trembled, and suddenly climbed the back of the horse with a thunder and sat upright on the saddle.

Mo: “...”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

One standing on the ground, one sitting on the horse, two staring at each other.

"'What are you hiding from? ”

Nguyen Nightshang, this is like waking up in a dream. Looking down from above, the eyes are bright and luminous. He also asked: "Where are you touching me? ”

Mo almost didn't hold back after a bite: “Not touching, just helping. ”

Nguyen Nightingale was so shy: “Help, rounding is touching. ”

After so many years of acquaintance, of course, KIMO knew that she had always pretended to look like a prank. All this pretending to say was bullshit, so KIMO smiled and answered with a rebuttal: “According to your logic, touch, rounding up is sleep? ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

Mo: “...”

The atmosphere was awkward at one time.

Ink feels a little dry in this awkwardness. Autumn is dry, but the autumn breeze is refreshing, and it's not really hot, and I don't know where it comes from.

“Now you know how to get on the horse?” Momo looked away, seemed not to know which direction to look in, looked down at the ground, paused, which is why he looked up.

“Almost.” Yet Nguyen Nightshade never turned away, sat on his horse and looked at Ink, smiling at the corner of his eyes: “What's on the ground? ”

"'There are ants,' said Mommy. ”

The sun is clear and Nguyen Nightshade sits on the horse, her shadow merges with the horse's shadow and falls quietly on the ground.

Nguyen Nightshade recalled Mo's earlier eyes and the direction of her gaze as she looked at the ground. First, she stunned and followed her lips with a slight curve.

“Now I'll show you how to get a horse to move under your drive. To drive a horse, rely on your own limbs to give the horse directions, most importantly the force of the leg, such as a gentle clamp on the belly of the horse, and the horse moves forward. In short, your lower back, hips, thighs, calves, etc. all need to be coordinated so that you and the horse can find a coordinated rhythm, and the horse can feel your movements sharply and react differently according to your physical movement instructions. If you're too big, or too nervous, and the horse is smart, it can tell from these that you're not a good rider, you won't listen, you won't even bully you--" Xi Mo hugged his arm, and God said a great deal of seriousness, gradually finding Nguyen staring at her shadow on the ground, smiling a little subtle, stopped immediately and said, “Seriously, what are you staring at? ”

Nguyen's gaze moved back from the shadow of Mo. “I'm sorry, I'm looking at the ants. ”

Mo: “...”

“I missed my job, it was my fault, I must listen carefully afterwards, not a word leaked. ”

Nguyen Nightshade clothes soft selling skill is so skilled in bones, Mo only felt his eyelids tremble, bandaged his face, and he stopped talking. He went to get a horse adjuster and hung it on the horse's title.

“Here we go. Do as I say later.” Momo grabbed the tweaker and was about to go forward, then turned back for a moment: “I'll hold it in front all the time, don't be afraid. ”

Nguyen nodded.

Mo Mo pulls the horse in front with a transfer horse, the horse obeys Mo's command and slowly follows Mo's instructions. Nguyen Nightshang adapts to the feeling of horseback riding in this slow movement, and exercises different postures and movements under Mo's fingertips.

Time seems to be slower than it is right now.

Nguyen Nightingale hopes it can be slower.

The training did not end until noon, and the two had lunch in the building where the visitors were rested. The training consumed a lot. Nguyen Nightshang was already hungry. When the staff came to serve the food, she sat down and gracefully sipped a glass of red wine. When the wind glanced at her, she saw that the staff had gone far away, and she immediately picked up the chopsticks.

It's just that the chopsticks are all over the plate, glancing up at the ink across the street and stopping again.

The corner of the ink mouth was slightly unwittingly hooked, but the face was still on, and he said, “Eat whatever you want. My dad picked all the chefs here and they tasted great. ”

“Didn't you tell me to pay attention to diet so as not to affect your body? ”

Mo chuckled: “So easily affected, how can I stay in this circle? ”

“That's what you said. ”

“I said so. ”

Nguyen Nightshade lightly lightened his palm, and his eyes seemed to drip bright and shaky bad water: "Then I also want carbon roasted chicken legs, sauce elbows, chocolate ice cream balls, matcha mousse. ”

These are all high-calorie foods that change in color from star to star, and Murmuring watched Nguyen for a while and said, "Yes. But only this time. You tell the staff that the carbon-roasted chicken legs and sauce elbow kitchen should be able to do it, but they don't usually do much of it, and they don't know if they can make the real thing. Matcha mousse and chocolate ice cream balls don't have to be ready today, but you can change desserts for other flavors. ”

Nguyen had no intention of actually eating those, but it was just a joke, not to mention that Mo would really promise her, both happy and hidden some guilt, said: "… Never mind. ”

“Why don't you want to eat again? ”

Nguyen Nightshang said nonsense: “I can't eat it. Think about it, a big plate of sauce elbows will come up later, the paparazzi will see it, tomorrow the news will be ‘shocked! When the red shadow back ink ignores the image, it devours the elbows of the sauce!’ Sauce elbows like this painting's grandiose cuisine doesn't match your temperament. This contrast is like, you know, you're wearing a high-end, bespoke evening dress and you're squatting on the side of the road eating elbows, and you think you can handle it? ”

Imagine what you look like, your face suddenly sank like a thunder, shaking your head slowly.

Nguyen Nightshade grinned.

“But there's no paparazzi here.” "I told you, they can't come in. Do you like sauce elbows? ”

“I like it. But I have to dance, I have to stay in shape, especially when I'm an actor, and my diet is stricter, and I've never eaten this before.” Nguyen Nightshade's bright eyes seemed a little dim: “My mother's sauce elbows are delicious. ”

Momo didn't talk, he lowered his head and sandwiched a broccoli, slowly eating it for a long time.

Nguyen Nightshang got used to her food and began to clip the dishes and eat them. After a while, she saw the ink lift up her head and looked at it with a vision that seemed to have delayed her decision for a long time.

“Sauce elbow, is it really good?” The color of the ink is complicated.

After a while, a large, greasy elbow landed on the plate and regained its place in the center of the table.

In contrast, the delicate dish around is Xishi Guifei, which is Zhang Fei Li Zhang.

“Eat.” Ink's eyes showed.

“You eat first.” Nguyen Nightshade said.

“You eat first.” Mommy frowns, don't give in: “Eat yourself. ”

“I didn't say I was going to eat, you ordered it.” Nguyen Nightshade corrected her.

“You said it was good. ”

“I said it was delicious, but I didn't have any. ”

“You said you liked it, I ordered it. ”

Nguyen Nightshade was unprepared and blushed: “..."

Her face turned red and her ear roots under the cover of her dark hair became reddish: “...”

“... really?” Nguyen Nightshade whispered.

At the end of the cup, he took a sip on the side of his face. He turned around after a while and did not speak. He picked up the knife and fork to cut the elbow of the sauce.

“That's not how sauced elbows are eaten.” Nguyen Nightingale had her heart beating, suddenly she couldn't help but laugh at the way she was going to cut the steak in detail.

Sumo rarely showed a humble and learned look, and his voice was much lower: “How should I eat that? ”

“Eat it. ”

Mo: “...”

The author has something to say: I haven't been in better shape for a long time, considering that many people who follow this article may not yet know what's happening to me today, let me explain here that I'm not feeling well and I don't write very much anymore. It's hard for me to update as often as I wrote, updates are intermittent, and I know that this intermittent serial affects the reading experience of the article, but there's nothing I can do. However, it will be finished. The detailed outline and the ending will be confirmed before I start writing, so you can be completely assured that this will be completed. However, the update will be slow. It is advisable to wait and see later. Sorry.

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