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I said coldly, "It will break bones, strip skin, and cramp muscles."
"You deserve it!"
He suddenly stood up, angrily saying, "Yang Fangfang, you are a venomous woman! I was truly blind; only now do I see your true colors."
"Another woman is much better. She is kind and gentle, unlike your malicious self. She treats Wenwen well, and Wenwen likes her. She would never do such things..."
I quietly watched him as he angrily accused me, praising another woman.
He was right; I was malicious and heartless, not even comparable to that woman.
That woman was indeed wonderful, so much so that she could get herself dirty while rescuing a stray cat or dog and still smile gently and happily.
She was like an angel, bringing countless rays of sunshine into Cui Xiangdong's life.
Unlike me, who was vicious and selfish, cruel and indifferent.
That's why Cui Xiangdong liked her. After she left, he searched for her like a madman, even resorting to self-harm.
If it weren't for my slight resemblance to her, he wouldn't have looked at me at all.
After venting his anger, Cui Xiangdong turned and left the hospital room.
The moment the door closed, I felt as if I had returned to when I was eighteen.
That year, I entered the Dance Troupe with my outstanding dancing talent.
Cui Xiangdong was an investor in the Dance Troupe; he watched me dance with eyes full of amazement.
He asked me if I wanted to be the lead dancer, and I agreed without hesitation.
That was the closest I had ever been to my dream.
He hired the best teachers for me, provided me with the best environment, allowing me to quickly stand out in the Dance Troupe.
He treated me well; he would bring me flowers before every performance, buy me medicine when I was sick, and bring me an umbrella on rainy days.
I was grateful to him and gradually became attracted to him; I fell in love with him.
But I never expected that he did not love me; I was merely a substitute for someone else.
After that person left, he fell into despair for a while before finding me again.
He said, "Fangfang, you are very different from before."
"You used to be gentle and kind, but now you're cold and unfamiliar."
"However," he smiled, "this version of you also makes people want to conquer you."
I quietly listened to him finish speaking and calmly ended the relationship.
He was unwilling to let me go, so I resigned from the Dance Troupe and went elsewhere to dance.
I practiced dancing desperately, trying different styles with different partners, hoping to forget Cui Xiangdong in this way.
But he still came looking for me.
It was a rainy night when he stood in front of me, soaked to the skin, his eyes red and his voice hoarse.
He said, "Fangfang, I can't take it anymore. Please, love me once more."
I was taken aback and asked him, "What’s wrong with you?"
He held me tightly as if trying to merge me into his body.
"Don't ask; just pretend I'm crazy."
In the end, I agreed.
Because I couldn't forget him.
Because of love, I married him.
Married a man who had someone else in his heart and only saw me as a substitute.
I didn't care.
As long as I could be with him, I would disregard everything else.
After marriage, I resigned from the Dance Troupe and focused on practicing dance.
Cui Xiangdong rarely came home; it was just me and Wenwen in the house.
I spent my days cleaning up the mess Wenwen made, cooking for it, and playing with it.
I was busy all day long, like a dog nanny.
Several times, Wenwen tore my clothes apart, smashed my cosmetics, and pooped on my bed, my sofa, and my carpet.
I broke down and cried heavily.
I called Cui Xiangdong to ask for his help; I couldn't take it anymore.
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