The Herta, Love, and Wedding Attire
Back in the hotel's luxurious suite, Sparkle was curled up on a beanbag chair in the corner of the living room.
She was wearing headphones and swiping her finger across her phone screen.
They seem to be engrossed in some captivating short videos.
Sparkle only occasionally glanced up at the two returning individuals.
Lin Hai and the Herta then headed towards the work area near the window.
Lin Hai opened his laptop, tapped a few times, and brought up a pre-downloaded dance tutorial video.
He had a mischievous streak to him.
Having known the Herta for so long, our relationship is incredibly close.
He really wanted to see what the Herta looked like when it was dancing.
The dance in the video is not a typical social dance, but a choreography that blends modern jazz with elements of ambiguous two-person interaction.
The action design is bold and dynamic, full of physical entanglement and a provocative sense of closeness and distance.
Accompanied by deep, rhythmic electronic music, the entire atmosphere is incredibly alluring.
"This looks interesting." The Herta stood behind Lin Hai with his arms crossed over his chest.
For her, learning body language is just as enjoyable as solving a complex mathematical formula.
"Give it a try?" Lin Hai turned to look at her, extending an invitation.
"Certainly."
The Herta raised an eyebrow.
Without saying a word, the two occupied a space in the center of the living room.
Lin Hai replayed the video, slowing it down to half speed.
The first few eight-counts are relatively simple, mainly consisting of basic footwork and body rhythm.
Both of them possessed extraordinary learning abilities; after only one viewing, their bodies precisely replicated every detail.
Lin Hai's movements are full of power and control, while the Herta displays a unique style of dance that is calm and restrained yet contains explosive power.
As the video progresses, the difficulty and intimacy of the dance suddenly increase.
Actions requiring close cooperation between both parties have emerged.
Lin Hai needed to wrap his arms around the Herta's waist from behind and guide her to complete a beautifully graceful backward rotation.
At a certain beat, the Herta will wrap around Lin Hai's arm like a vine, completing a close-quarters move that tests balance and trust.
During their first attempt, the Herta's precision and Lin Hai's instinctive guidance were still somewhat lacking in coordination, resulting in slightly stiff movements.
But on their second meeting, their rapport was established at an astonishing speed.
Their bodies seemed to possess independent consciousness, able to predict each other's shifts in center of gravity.
When Lin Hai's palm firmly supported the lower back of the Herta, she could feel the warmth and strength of his palm.
As the Herta's fingertips brushed across Lin Hai's chest, the faint touch carried an electric-like stimulation.
When they adjusted the video speed back to its original speed and added dynamic original music, the atmosphere in the entire living room was instantly ignited!
The musical rhythm, like the beat of a heartbeat, strikes in the air.
Their dance moves were no longer just imitations, but infused with soul.
Lin Hai's leadership was both forceful and gentle, while the Herta's response was tacitly in tinged with proactive provocation.
Their eyes met repeatedly as they spun and drew closer, and an increasingly intense, unspoken tension filled the air.
Inevitable friction, collision, and entanglement of limbs...
Every contact felt like igniting a tiny spark.
A particularly daring design is about to unfold.
Lin Hai needed to pull the Herta closer, almost touching its nose, to complete an extremely slow, suggestive backbend.
As Lin Hai's face magnified infinitely before his eyes, as his hot breath brushed against the skin of the Herta.
When the body is in extreme balance and feels the power of the other party's complete control, the Herta is overwhelmed by a primal, more intense emotion.
The music continued, but the movements stopped.
Lin Hai did not let go of her waist, and the Herta remained leaning back, not getting up.
Their eyes were locked.
The other person's image was reflected in his pupils.
And that overwhelming desire that could no longer be concealed!
The next second, it's unclear who made the first move, or perhaps there's no need to distinguish at all.
Lin Hai lowered his head and kissed the Herta's slightly parted red lips fiercely.
The kiss carried the lingering passion of the dance.
The Herta grunted and wrapped its arms tightly around his neck, responding passionately.
It even carried a hint of defiance and a domineering attitude of taking the initiative.
In the center of the living room, against the backdrop of upbeat music, their dance entanglement seamlessly transitioned into an emotional fusion, culminating in a passionate kiss.
The dance tutorial video on the laptop screen is still playing silently on a loop, but no one pays attention to it anymore.
Lin Hai held the Herta's hand, their lips barely parted, their breaths still slightly ragged, before they walked out of the room hand in hand.
At this moment, the reins of reason have been cast aside.
The actions were entirely driven by overwhelming emotions and instincts.
They took the elevator down, without a specific destination, simply following their hearts, wandering aimlessly through the hotel's magnificent yet tranquil corridors.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at an area that was decorated in an exceptionally elegant and solemn manner.
The hotel's wedding banquet display center.
Beneath the enormous crystal chandelier, soft light illuminated several display platforms, showcasing dozens of wedding dresses and gowns of varying styles, each exquisitely beautiful.
A pristine white floor-length main dress, a vintage-style satin A-line skirt, a fishtail skirt adorned with countless rhinestones...
Each piece is like a work of art, telling a story of an imagined promise of eternity.
The area was deserted, with only a beautiful atmosphere flowing silently through it.
Lin Hai stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping over the elaborate robes that symbolized the marriage, finally settling on the face of the Herta beside him.
Her eyes, reflecting the brilliance of the crystal chandelier, shimmered with curiosity and a subtle flutter of excitement.
"Is there anything...?" Lin Hai asked in a low voice, "That catches your eye?"
The Herta did not answer immediately; her gaze slowly swept over each dress.
Finally, her gaze settled on a display shelf in the corner.
A bright red traditional Chinese Xiuhe Dress was hanging there.
Unlike the flamboyant style of Western wedding dresses, this Xiuhe Dress is made of brocade with a subtle jacquard pattern.
The skirt and gown are decorated with intricate and delicate dragon and phoenix patterns made of gold thread.
The lapels and cuffs are adorned with tiny pearls.
Its overall temperament is noble and understated, yet it also contains an Eastern sense of mystery and solemnity.
"This set," she said, raising a finger, "Its structure... is very interesting. The embroidery... possesses a certain beauty."
Lin Hai looked in the direction she pointed, a knowing smile flashing across his eyes.
He didn't ask why, he just nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Okay, this will do."
He went straight to the service desk in the showroom, exchanged a few words, and completed the purchase.
The whole process was swift and efficient, as if it were just buying a cup of coffee.
When the shop assistant presented the gift box containing the gorgeous Xiuhe Dress with both hands, a ripple flashed in the Herta's eyes.
Lin Hai accepted the gift box, turned around and looked at the Herta, his gaze burning as if flames were burning in his eyes.
He stepped forward, closing the distance between them again, and lowered his voice even further.
"Now... I want to see what it's like to see you wearing this Xiuhe Dress."
His words were straightforward and passionate, like the most intense and mellow wine.
The Herta looked up at him, seemingly ignited by those words, a hazy ripple spreading across its surface.
She didn't speak, but simply turned her head slightly, pulling herself closer into his embrace.
Respond with an active kiss.
In the spacious wedding banquet hall, the soft glow of the crystal chandelier gently enveloped the embracing couple and the gift box containing the bright red Xiuhe Dress.
Traditional joy and taboo, love and unbridled spirit, intertwine at this moment.