Hui raised his left hand and wrapped his right arm around Jia Li, placing his warm hand slightly below her shoulder blades . Then, he guided her to raise her right hand to his left and placed her left arm around him and her hand on his back . In this way, they were mirroring each other's postures .
"Keep your head high, your spine straight, tighten you core and lift your chest," he told her, reciting it from memory .
At 5'8, Hui wasn't a particularly tall guy and Jia Li in her high heels was nearly at his eye level . She nodded her head to show her understanding, though she was feeling nervous . The close proximity to him was making her feel slightly awkward but his touch was impersonal enough for her not to feel overly so .
He kept the embrace loose but firm and poised .
"Now, I am going to explain the dance movements to you . I will start by going forward with my right, then my left, to my right with my right, back to feet together, then moving left to meet right . That's all . When I move forward, you move backward, but with the same foot, my right and yours . Basically, you just mirror my movements, simple?" he moved his feet slowly, matching his words, to help her understand .
Jia Li looked at him in consternation . Did he just speak Greek? She hadn't understood a single word except that she needed to mirror his movements, but how??? By the time she had looked down at his feet, he had finished talking and moving them .
"Uh, I don't think that…" she started, apologetically .
"Yes, you can . Don't get bogged down by the instructions . Tango is all about feeling the beat rather than following it . Don't give up before you even start," he cut her sentence, anticipating her words based on her facial expressions .
Jia Li gave him an uncertain nod . She couldn't directly say no to his face without sounding impolite .
A second ago when Jia Li had been about to move out of his embrace, he had been tempted to let her go . His biggest fear in the moment was that she would guess his true feelings for her . As per his analysis, his heart was beating away at an unhealthy pace, his pupils were dilated and he was probably few seconds away from possessing sweaty hands . Her nearness and her now familiar citrus essence were not helping the matters . But his brave heart simply wasn't ready to listen to his cowardly mind . Before his hand could release hers, his lips started to move, trying to convince her to give it a try, give him a try!!
They started to move slowly, with him taking the lead . After a few false starts, Jia Li looked around consciously . She was getting more and more embarrassed as the time passed by . Twice, she had ridden his foot . More than once, she had tried to take the lead, nearly banging into the couple next to them . She could see that Mr . Ying was also looking flustered, probably in pain or due to embarrassment caused by her performance . She opened her mouth again to tell him that she was going to quit this time, for sure .
Suddenly, he released her hands and held her face with his fingers . He firmly motioned her to look at him .
"Stop looking at other people, stop thinking about my instructions, stop everything… just listen to the beats . Can you do that once, for me?" he asked, unnamed intensity blazing in his eyes .
Jia Li recalled that he was a perfectionist . Maybe he was unable to accept the fact that he was not doing a great job as a teacher! She thought of arguing back that it wasn't as easy as he was making it sound, but instead found herself paying attention to the beats . She tried to drown out the unnecessary distractions around herself . Concentrating on the slight pressure that he was putting between her shoulder blades with his hand, she tried to follow it instead of looking down at his feet .
Voila!
Before she knew it, he had managed to escape the entire song without her stepping on his toes or going in the wrong direction . She continued with her fierce concentration on his hand and nothing else through the song . As the song got over, Jia Li gave him a wide, happy smile and squeezed his hands with gratitude before heading back to their table for a break . Eric wasn't there yet .
Probably, he was still trying to find his rhythm and steps in the now overcrowded room .
Chapter end
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