She remained silent throughout, her expression devoid of any signs of distress. She picked up the basin to tidy up and headed to the bathroom, her movements clear and calm, showing no signs of anything amiss. Yet, the more composed she appeared, the more chaotic her heart felt.
Once in the bathroom, she undressed and turned on the shower. It was then that her facade began to crack. As the water cascaded down, she struggled to maintain control; her chest heaved violently, and her eyes grew redder. Those almond-shaped eyes, usually bright, were now filled with tears.
She turned the water to its maximum flow, as if the sound could drown out her sorrow. Tears mingled with the hot water, and she covered her eyes with her hands, softly sobbing. She had no idea how long she cried; by the time she emerged from the bathroom, it was already late, and Zheng Yating was not in the dormitory.
After drying her hair, Yun climbed into bed and opened her phone to check her chat history with Jiang Shiyu. The messages still lingered from that morning, unanswered.
Yun wanted to confront him but lacked the courage. What could she say? Why wasn’t he taking responsibility? Was he playing with her feelings? Or did he not intend to be with her at all? Such questions felt absurd.
Yun had her pride; she couldn’t lower herself to that level—it would make her seem so cheap. Lying in bed, she decided not to look at her phone anymore, but tears continued to fall silently. After a long while of gentle sobbing, she finally fell asleep.
The next day, she skipped morning practice and woke up late after a restless night—at eight o'clock—just an hour before rehearsal. Looking in the mirror, she exhaled deeply and resolved not to dwell on meaningless thoughts any longer.
She pulled herself together, applied her makeup, styled her hair, and put on her dance outfit before heading to the rehearsal hall.
During breaks, everyone was busy flipping through materials to understand the historical context and challenges faced during that time. This preparation was essential for getting into character and conveying the emotions of both students and teachers.
In the performance, Yun and He Lin Cheng portrayed a couple whose relationship evolved from friendship into romance during their journey in Southward Migration. Ultimately, the male lead sacrifices himself during a bombing while protecting everyone as they retreat.
The story began with passionate struggles that gradually shifted into sorrowful emotions before culminating in a triumphant celebration of Southward Migration.
For a full eight minutes, everyone spent half a month memorizing all the movements and positions. With over a month left, they continued to refine their performance.
On Thursday, the teacher finally granted everyone a half-day off, meaning no rehearsals in the afternoon or evening, allowing everyone to catch their breath.
After rehearsal, He Lin Cheng approached Yun and invited her to dinner. Yun agreed, as the teacher had mentioned that the two of them needed to spend more time together to build rapport for their collaboration.
They put on their clothes and chatted as they made their way to Cafeteria One. Yun took out her phone and sent a message to Qin Nianchu, letting her know that she wouldn’t be eating with them.
Just after sending it, Qin Nianchu replied, "Okay, my brother is coming over too. We’re going to Cafeteria Three. What about you?"
Yun paused for a moment before responding, "Cafeteria One."
Cafeteria One was quite far from Cafeteria Three, so even if he arrived, they wouldn’t run into each other.
Yun looked up at He Lin Cheng and said, "Senior, let’s go to Cafeteria One! The Northeast Cuisine there is quite good."
He Lin Cheng nodded in agreement.
The two of them took a detour to Cafeteria One, which was located far away and directly opposite the Female Dormitory.
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