Yeh Sha's hand was strong and tightly grasped Tang Qingxue, spinning her in the center of the dance floor... Tang Qingxue still remembered when she attended the masked ball for the first time, she came with a heart full of youthful excitement, eagerly hoping to dance a song with him.
At that time, she felt he was the greatest ideal, the best goal in her life. He carried a heroic aura, so dazzling and glorious among the crowd...
She felt he was her entire hope in life.
However, at this moment under the gaze of thousands, he finally held her hand and danced gracefully with her, but all she felt was dizziness; the onlookers turned into two, then three, and finally blurred into a mass, her vision went dark, and she nearly fell over. A large hand steadied her.
