This year's New Year's Eve continued the tradition of last year. Fu Yucheng drove from far away to meet her. They shared a cigarette in front of Danaid who was holding a can, talked about the plans for the coming year, and kissed passionately before parting.
The weather was nice and there were some snow particles. Fu Yucheng sang along to the radio on his way back. He felt that although there were difficulties, everything was heading towards the bright side. Strangely, he had never thought that a woman could be his motivation before.
Later, the school resumed and the dance troupe resumed operations. After the beginning of spring, the temperature became higher day by day, and the old tree covering the wall in front of the dance troupe building sprouted new shoots. This year's playlist was released. Before Liang Fu went to Moscow to study, two classic plays were scheduled, including "Giselle."
Liang Fu asked the teacher in charge of ticketing to leave an infield ticket for the best viewing position. The teacher asked who it was for, and she smiled and said it was for her boyfriend.
Fu Yucheng received the news that she had reserved the ticket, and calculated the time, and found that there was still more than a month before the show.
He has been said to be thoughtful since he was a child, and most of the time this description is derogatory. I went home to eat with Zhao Hui on the weekend, and Aunt Shi helped pick vegetables. The floor in the old house is clean, and there are a handful of green pea sprouts in the bamboo vegetable and fruit basket on the bench. Aunt Shi pinched the tip of the vegetable and said with a smile: "A Cheng has been much more cheerful recently. Is he in love?"
After the meal, Fu Yucheng helped wash the dishes. Zhao Hui stood next to him and asked if this was the case. He did not deny it and politely declined Zhao Hui's request to see the photos, saying that this matter had a long way to go.
This was the first time that he had lived to be almost twenty-four years old. Fu Yucheng felt that spring was such a vibrant season that he put down his usual vigilance against worries about the long-term and the near-term. He was devastated by the sudden bad news.
That day was Fu Yucheng's birthday.
It was sunny for a while, then it rained continuously, and it didn't stop until my birthday.
Fu Yucheng called Yang Ming and Qiu Mai to drink together in the evening, and also called Shao Lei, preparing to formally introduce his friend to Liang Fu.
Liang Fu and Zhou Tan have training in the group and will come back after finishing.
The meal lasted from eight o'clock in the evening to ten o'clock in the evening. Shao Lei had already had a heated fight with Qiu Mai and Yang Ming, but Liang Fu still hadn't arrived.
Shao Lei teased: "Ms. Liang won't let you go, right?"
Fu Yucheng left the table and went outside to make a phone call. It was raining heavily outside the porch and the call was not connected. The same thing happened to Zhou Tan when he called him again. The long "beep beep beep" made him inexplicably uneasy.
It wasn't until 11 o'clock in the evening that Zhou Tan called. He was too anxious to explain the cause and effect, so he asked Fu Yucheng to go to the hospital quickly, "... something happened to Liang Fu."
The heavy rain completely paralyzed traffic in Chongcheng, and it was so powerful that it seemed to uproot this city that never sleeps. How could I not realize it when I was sitting in a bar chatting with my friends.
Fu Yucheng was ashamed of his lack of sensitivity. Why not be more decisive? If Zhou Tan couldn't get through, then call Fang Qingqu, call Liang Andao, call the theater... There is always a place to find out Liang Fu's whereabouts.
There was already a circle of people outside the hospital ward, some of them familiar but not familiar. In this situation, Fu Yucheng met Zhang Pingyu, whom he least wanted to see, but the other party only glanced at her lightly, knowing that today was not the time to attack.
Liang Fu was lying on the hospital bed, and she was annoyed by too much attention. When Fu Yucheng arrived, she lost her temper and told everyone to leave.
Liang Andao carefully asked for forgiveness. Liang Fu pulled the quilt over her head and said you should leave too.
In the end, they didn't leave and stayed at the door. They didn't know what they were waiting for or what instructions they received before they dispersed. It was Liang Andao who took charge of the situation and asked everyone to go back first.
Of course Fu Yucheng didn't leave. Even if Liang Fu was so angry that she wanted to tear down the ward today, he still had to see her and talk to her before he could feel at ease.
After waiting for a while, Fu Yucheng tried to go in to talk to Liang Fu, but Zhang Pingyu glanced at her and did not stop him.
Liang Fu is crying.
She huddled in the quilt and trembled. It took a lot of effort for him to take her hand out of the quilt, open it and hold it in his own hand.
She peeked out of the light green sheet with one eye, like a glass bead dipped in water, looking at Fu Yucheng and choking, "...I want to eat the cream cubes."
It is a specialty of Chongcheng. It has light cream and melts in your mouth. It is not sweet at all. They all had it when they were kids, double hundred percent bonuses, or extra meals on their birthdays.
For Liang Fu, when she was doing crotch stretching, the pain was so painful that she fainted, and she cried and persisted with the belief that Liang Andao drove to pick her up and passed Ruby's store. She sat cross-legged in the car while blowing the air conditioner and eating cake. Liang Andao asked her if it hurt and if she wanted to give up. She says no, don't give up.
Fu Yucheng squatted beside the bed and didn't know how to tone her down so that she wouldn't be so sad. She only had this wish, but he couldn't satisfy it, and neither could the entire city that was overthrown by rain. "...I'll go give it to you as soon as it breaks. purchase."
But her night was so long, how long would it take for her to wait until dawn?
She bit her lip and cried bitterly until Fu Yucheng sat on the edge of the bed, almost forcibly helped her up from the bed, put his arm around her ribs, and pulled her into his arms.
Zhou Tan told him just now at the door.
Heavy rain caused a short-circuit in the dance company's aging wiring. At that time, a group of performers had just come out of the practice room. When they went down the stairs, the lights went out, and several people stepped on the air and fell. Liang Fu walked in the front and fell the most seriously.
It's so serious that she may still be able to dance in the future, but she will definitely not be able to do 32 "whiplash turns".
The hospital always has a bit of a dark and scary atmosphere, but to put it bluntly, it is just a place to repair wounds, no different from a repair shop. I have no intention of intimidating the world. It is only the desire of the world that causes fear.
In the end, Liang Andao and Zhang Pingyu could not overcome Fu Yucheng's persistence and agreed to let him stay in bed with them.
It was getting late at night, and only the occasional nurse was walking around in the brightly lit corridor. Fu Yucheng turned off the bedside lamp and sat on the folding chair, not feeling sleepy. With the help of the medicine, Liang Fu fell into a deep sleep and finally relaxed her frown.
It seemed that not long ago, he was the one lying on the hospital bed, and she still wanted to joke with him. Fu Yucheng looked at her and saw that there were still wet tears on her cheeks where she had wiped the blood from her bump. He stretched out his fingers to wipe them away for her.
Liang Fu has walked a long way in her dream.
On the street covered with ginkgo leaves at dusk, a pair of round-toed red leather shoes stopped outside a shop window. In the clear glass window, a white gauze skirt hung. It was different from those skirts I had seen in the past. It was just hanging The look is as graceful as a swan swimming in the water.
The small round-toe leather shoes passed through the door into the store, and when they walked out they were replaced by satin pointe shoes. It wears out quickly, and I have to replace it with two pairs and three pairs, jumping from the training classroom to the competition stage, to the grand theater where thousands of people are watching.
It passed through the backstage of the theater and encountered dust-free leather shoes, as well as many pointe shoes like it. It has heard the brightest lights and the warmest cheers, but what is most worth remembering is the blood flowing from those split nails. It once wrapped a pair of scarred feet, and the pain brought tears to my eyes but I continued to dance.
When Liang Fu opened her eyes, she saw a plastic bag with the word "Ruby" printed in red. Nowadays, packaging materials are changing with each passing day, but this company is the only one that stubbornly remains the same.
Not seeing anyone, Liang Fu grabbed the levers on both sides of the bed and tried to sit up, but her attempt failed due to her hoisted leg in plaster.
She lay there and waited for a moment in frustration. The bathroom door opened and Fu Yucheng came out, wiping the water from his face. He looked at her, shook the bed, and handed the cake to her hand.
What remains the same as the outer packaging is the taste.
She swallowed silently, her throat was filled with sand, and she couldn't help but choke. I used to eat to encourage myself not to give up, but now I eat to convince myself that I might give up this time.
Fu Yucheng's voice was hoarse: "Teacher Liang and Mrs. Li will be here soon. Sister Tan also said she would come over, as well as Teacher Yang from your dance troupe."
Liang Fu said nothing.
She knew that everyone expected her to say "I'm fine", but she couldn't say it yet.
Liang Fu finished eating the square cake silently, the smooth taste still lingering in her throat. She coughed, and Fu Yucheng handed over the water bottle. When he got closer, she saw the tiredness in his eyes.
"You go back and rest first."
"I'll wait for them to come."
Then there was silence again.
Fu Yucheng's company made her feel good. She finally understood why Zhou Tan came to Fu Yucheng alone when drinking. It was because it felt so relaxing to not be comforted by others, and it seemed less shameful to indulge in sadness unbridled.
Not long after, Liang Andao, Zhang Pingyu and Teacher Yang all rushed over, almost immediately. Fu Yucheng was worried about leaving, but he had to go back and tidy up first.
After closing the door, Teacher Yang looked serious, "Afu, I know you are feeling uncomfortable now, but the teacher wants you to think back carefully. Last night, when the power went out, did you...do it yourself?"
There was a deep meaning in Teacher Yang's subtle pause.
Liang Fu understood what she wanted to say. With such a posture, as long as she identified a person, she would definitely be given "fairness."
However, precisely because of this, she cannot abuse justice, because, "...it was me who stepped in the wrong direction."
I've thought about it countless times.
She also wanted to blame this sudden misfortune on a specific person, so that the pain she felt at this moment could be vindicated. However, from the moment the lights went out until she rolled down the last step of the stairs, she was sure that no one was pushing her from behind.
Teacher Yang's question was obviously not without purpose, because someone in the group was discussing that the person standing behind Liang Fu last night was Tan Lin. Tan Lin also fell, but it was only a minor sprain. She only needed two weeks of rest to be able to go on stage as usual.
The motive, timing of attack and escape conditions are all consistent with the conspiracy theory. No wonder Teacher Yang is skeptical. She has been in the regiment for decades, and this is not the first time she has experienced this. She only hoped that this incident was a simple accident, otherwise it would destroy two people at once, one person was at the height of his power, and the other was still rising.
This matter is another kind of pain for Teacher Yang - a work that has been polished for many years. The material selection and craftsmanship are first-class. It is priceless and deserves to be admired by thousands of people, but it is broken by negligence and coincidence. land. This kind of pain is exactly the same.
Zhang Pingyu said anxiously: "Are you sure, Afu? Think about it again?"
Liang Fu closed her eyes slightly, "I'm sure - is there anything else? It's okay. I want to rest."
The three of them exchanged glances, and finally Teacher Yang said that the dance company would definitely compensate her, and would also modify the aging circuits, install emergency lights in the stairwells, and post luminous indicator strips on the steps...
They were all measures to remedy the situation, but the innocent sheep was already dead.