Chapter 1515 - Dancing Together to the Ends of Time (1/2)

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.