Before I met him, I only had my grandma and dancing in my life, and stepping onto the stage at Lincoln Center was my only dream.
After he appeared, the storm also came.
I had no idea that he who pulled me off the rooftop after losing everything was the one who destroyed me.
Wearing a black suit, he kissed my forehead and said with a smile, "This is the last time."
No longer waiting for his deception, I decided to run away from him.
From now on, no matter how hard it is, as long as you don't have to look at him, hear him, or beg for his love and response, that's all.
I prepared to spend the rest of my life strong and without love, but I met my piano brother again when I was a child.
The big sunny boy's slender fingers moved flexibly between the black and white keys, his eyes were bright, and he called me with a smile: "Xiao Wu."
Have you ever heard the tune of White Swan?
That is the melody that dancers love most, but not every dancer can dance it well.
It is like your indescribable heart and intricate love.
I don't know, will choosing love make you happy, or will it make you more cruel?
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