At that time, everything was chaotic. My depression wasn’t entirely due to him; I was eager to move on from my heartbreak. I focused all my attention on my studies, pushing myself too hard and setting my expectations too high, which led to anxiety.
Watching the competitions of my seniors made me anxious. I feared I wouldn’t measure up to them. Seeing a talented junior sister made me worry that she would surpass me. This constant anxiety and the feeling of inadequacy spiraled around in my mind, ultimately leading to my illness.
When I went to the theater, I felt lonely. Nobody welcomed me there. The atmosphere was toxic; everyone formed cliques. Honestly, for the first twenty years of my life, I had been in a supportive environment where everyone got along and appreciated each other. I had never encountered such an uncomfortable situation before.
I longed for Shu Xin, who was still in the United States and couldn’t come back. Qin Nianchu and the others were busy with their own lives and didn’t notice that something was wrong with me.
My depression was mild; it was the anxiety that was severe. Yet, I was unhappy there, which hindered my progress and worsened my condition. In my eyes, the Jing City Song and Dance Theatre was a place I had always admired, a sanctuary that nurtured many dancers.
I couldn’t believe that the place I revered could be like this—glamorous on the outside but rotten within. It felt like a collapse of faith, something hard to accept all at once.
I didn’t hate him; I just resented him for hiding things from me and deceiving me. After so many years, there was no need to dwell on it anymore.
Now, I've come to terms with it. Perhaps it’s because I’m getting older; I'm not that innocent girl anymore, and my thoughts have become less sentimental. All I want now is to live my life well.
As Shu wiped away her tears, she asked, “Do you still like him?”
Yun Li smiled and replied, “Whether I like him or not isn’t that important anymore. Liking someone doesn’t necessarily mean being together; we can both be happy in our own ways.”
“You’re lucky; I envy you. So you and Cheng Zhou need to be happy together. If he ever mistreats you, you can always come to me for support.”
She didn’t want Shu to become a second version of herself.
Shu nodded tightly holding her friend. “If it weren’t for that jerk Cheng Zhou, I would definitely be with you.”
Yun Li looked at her with a hint of sadness. “So I’m just a backup plan?”
Shu quickly corrected herself: “No way! You’re always my first choice.”
“What about Senior He? I feel like he’s going to confess to you soon. What do you think?”
“Accept it! He’s such a great guy; rejecting him would be unfair to his feelings.”
Shu gasped: “But didn’t you say you don’t like him? If I agree to be with him, wouldn’t that be unfair?”
“Adults don’t need to discuss whether they like someone or not. I’ll make things clear with him. If he can accept a relationship without love, then we can be together.”
"What's the difference between this and blind dating?"
"Pretty much the same," Yun Li replied.
"Alright, I really should get some sleep. I have a rehearsal tomorrow."
Yun Li turned off the light and lay back, but sleep eluded her. She felt that their relationship had been too tumultuous.
"Maybe it's better this way; being apart is fine as long as we're happy," she thought.
After a moment, she spoke softly, "Hao Hao, I used to envy you so much when we were kids. Your parents were always there for you, and your home had such a warm atmosphere."
"I often wished that your parents were mine."
Shu Fuqi was frequently away on business and rarely had time for her, while Cheng Zhou's father was the same. So, two unmonitored kids ended up playing together.
They lived close by, just next door, which allowed Shu to sneak into his garden from hers to find him to play.
And so they grew up together, supporting each other until now.
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