"You're pregnant?" Sure enough, Su Ying's expression after hearing this was one of utter terror.
Zhao Xiyin forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry, Teacher Su, I really didn't mean to cause you trouble." Her voice trailed off, "I didn't know the child would come so suddenly."
Su Ying was stunned for a moment before she gradually accepted the fact and said calmly, "I won't scold you. If I'm going to scold someone, I can only scold your husband."
Zhao Xiyin smiled wryly.
Another silence fell. Su Ying didn't sigh, didn't blame anyone, and didn't complain. She had a strong ability to heal her emotions, and after a brief period of disappointment, she gradually accepted the fact.
She only asked two questions:
Will you still dance after giving birth?
Zhao Xiyin didn't hesitate: "Jump."
"Will you still choose to dance here?"
Zhao Xiyin answered, "Choose."
Su Ying nodded, her expression no longer showing any other emotion. "Okay."
Zhao Xiyin looked at her, her eyes slightly warming and gradually reddening. She choked out, "Teacher Su."
Su Ying interrupted calmly, "No need to apologize. Dancing can be your lifelong passion, but it's not your whole life. I've said before, I don't rely on you to make money. We choose each other and respect each other. Since you're willing to come, I'm willing to wait."
That afternoon, Zhao Xiyin and Su Ying chatted for a long time.
They discussed professional insights, dance experiences, and their own personal stories.
Later, Su Ying talked about her husband, Lao Qiao, a woman who was aloof and proud, but her tone was as gentle as a spring breeze.
Later, we talked about Dai Yunxin.
Su Ying told her, "Teacher Dai's film, which she invested in, cast Qi Sijiao as the female lead. It's already a hot topic even before filming started, with a lot of publicity. Teacher Dai has been on many variety shows and is currently very popular. Do you regret rejecting her?"
Zhao Xiyin's smile faded slightly, and the sadness in her eyes was hard to hide. She said, "I haven't been in contact with my master for a very, very long time. She may never see me again in this lifetime. I don't regret it, and I hope she is doing well."
Su Ying thought for a moment, then brought up another matter with her, "When you were a sophomore, your college recommended you to participate in a competition in France, but you had a stage accident. You injured your leg, stopped dancing after that, and changed your major the following year. At the time, only a small circle of people knew about this, and it's even harder to find related reports online these days."
After a pause, Su Ying probably realized she had been too direct. "I'm sorry for bringing up the unpleasantness again."
Zhao Xiyin remained calm and smiled slightly, "It's alright, what you said is true."
Su Ying nodded, not focusing on reopening old wounds, but kindly reminding people: "Once your video went viral, quite a few marketing accounts directly used your name to search for your accident in France back then. Just keep that in mind, it's all unimportant, you'll forget about it in a few days."
Zhao Xiyin nodded. "Thank you."
Su Ying looked directly into her eyes and said, "I was a member of the judging panel that year."
Zhao Xiyin was stunned.
“I watched your match videos back then. You shouldn’t have made such a basic mistake.”
"Would you believe me if I said my dance shoes were tampered with?"
Su Ying said frankly, "Even if I believed it, it wouldn't make a difference."
Zhao Xiyin's expression was calm. "I know."
Does self-affirmation and the opinions of others still matter?
Of course it's important.
But Zhao Xiyin is no longer the girl in her early twenties who was determined to defend her dreams, had extremely high expectations for the world, and refused to go against reality or compromise with it. Once she encountered setbacks and injustices, the gloom in her heart would be magnified a hundredfold. She would refuse to compromise and adapt, and instead choose to jump into the abyss without hesitation to prove that she was the bright moon.
She has wasted the best six years of a dancer's life; in the end, the only one who truly shackled her was herself.
Zhao Xiyin's heart has been filled with turbulent waves, but now, on the path of cultivation, it is a silent ebb tide.
So, after all these years, the world is still bizarre and wonderful, and she has chosen to make peace with herself.
In the evening, Su Ying had dinner with her and then drove her home. At the entrance of the residential area, Zhao Xiyin, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, stood with a slender and graceful figure. Su Ying gazed at her quietly through the car window. At times in the past, she had always felt that this girl resembled herself when she was young.
But now, she suddenly realized that Zhao Xiyin was nothing like her, nor like anyone else. She was beautiful on her own, simply herself.
Chapter 93 A Perfect Match, A Lasting Bond (2)
Zhou Qishen slept mostly and woke up very little for 48 hours.
Every time he woke up, he would only look for Zhao Xiyin.
Old Cheng and Gu Heping took turns keeping him company, each saying something more infuriating than the last: "Your wife doesn't want you anymore!"
"Your child's mother went on a date with Jackson Yee!"
By the third day, Zhou Qishen's condition had improved considerably. Although he was still weak, his energy and spirit were slowly returning. Leaning against the headboard, his deep-set eyes, coupled with his sickly appearance, made him appear even more sinister and enigmatic.
Of the two male caregivers hired by Secretary Xu, one was quite young, and she was genuinely intimidated by the man's aura. While helping him with his medication and water at noon, Zhou Qishen suddenly asked in a low voice, "Do you know Yi Yangqianxi?"
The young man's hand trembled, spilling a few drops of water. He answered hesitantly, "A very popular celebrity, very famous, with many fans."
Zhou Qishen understood perfectly. "A tough guy? In his thirties?" He also thought that Zhao Xiyin's aesthetic was quite consistent; she only liked men of the same type as herself.
Uncle, what nonsense are you talking about?
The young man replied respectfully, "I'm not that old, I'm eighteen, very young."
Zhou Qishen: "..."