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I returned to the Dance Troupe and found Dong Hua moving things around.
I hurried over and asked, "What happened?"
She smiled lightly, "It's nothing, just that the investor pulled out."
Her smile was a bit awkward, but I thought she looked quite composed.
"I knew this day would come," she said. "I just didn't expect him to be the first one to withdraw."
She looked at me with a hint of depth in her gaze.
I quickly averted my eyes.
"Fangfang, how can art rely on others?"
I shook my head, "I don't know either."
"Then let's start our own venture together," she said as she walked over and hugged me tightly. "From scratch."
"Okay."
So we started from nothing, beginning with a small dance studio.
Three years later—
Our Dance Troupe's independently created dance piece "Rebirth" won two mainstream awards.
On the day we won, Cheng Duo and the others hugged me, crying and laughing.
Dong Hua and I couldn't help but shed tears of joy as well.
I finally did it.
Dong Hua was right; the heart is not made of iron and stone; it always has its soft spots.
The Dance Troupe felt like my own child; watching it grow little by little was an indescribable feeling.
As I embraced Dong Hua, I felt grateful to have her by my side in that moment.
That year, our Dance Troupe received new investment, expanded its scale, and moved to a larger space.
I received a message from Cui Xiangdong.
"Congratulations."
Although I had blocked him, he still persistently sent me messages. I no longer paid attention to him, deleted the messages, and continued to stay busy.
In the evening, the Dance Troupe held a celebration party, and everyone was very happy. Both Dong Hua and I were drunk. When we returned to the hotel, I was supported by Cheng Duo. He looked at me with bright eyes.
"Fangfang, you’re drunk," he said.
Riding on the buzz from the alcohol, I raised my hand to touch his face. "Cheng Duo, you’re really good-looking."
His face turned red, and just as he was about to say something, a voice suddenly came from behind us. "What are you two doing?"
Cheng Duo jumped in surprise and quickly turned around. Cui Xiangdong grabbed Cheng Duo by the collar. "You little brat, dare to touch my woman?"
I stumbled over and pushed his hand away. "Cui Xiangdong, what are you doing?"
He glared at me. "Yang Fangfang, are you really that reckless?"
I smiled lightly. "We’re already divorced, Mr. Cui. What right do you have to control me now?"
"You..." He stared at me. "Come with me."
I shook him off. "I’m not going."
He glanced at Cheng Duo and suddenly pulled me into his arms. "Fangfang, I was wrong. Please give me another chance."
I looked up and saw tears glistening in his eyes. I pushed him away and smiled lightly. "Cui Xiangdong, you should say that to Ma Tingting."
"Fangfang, I really know I was wrong. I know you are the best."
"After our divorce, I realized I can’t live without you. Fangfang, after you left, that home felt so cold; I really can’t stand it without you."
I shook my head. "It’s too late, Cui Xiangdong; everything is too late."
He grabbed my hand. "No, it’s not too late, Fangfang; we still have a chance."
"There is no chance left." I looked at him, "Cui Xiangdong, you will never know what I have lost."
He frowned, "I know, I know I shouldn't have focused all my attention on Wenwen back then, but you also know it was the only thing Tingting left behind, so I had to take good care of it."
"No," I shook my head, "you don't understand, you know nothing."
"I know, I know everything." He looked at me, "I know you were struggling back then, but I couldn't help you with anything. I'm sorry, Fangfang, I'm really sorry."
I pushed him away and turned to leave, but he hugged me from behind.
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