Once the young girls, in the prime of their youth, had lined up in rows, the dance teacher smiled and said, "Have you all rested enough?"

"You've rested well." Everyone said in unison, but seeing the teacher's smile, a sense of foreboding arose within them.

"I didn't say anything earlier because I wanted you to rest well, but now that you've rested, I'll be frank: I'm very dissatisfied with your current state."

“Look how stiff their bodies are. Some of them can’t even do the most basic movements.”

"So for this class, we'll stop practicing dance and start with splits, back extensions, shoulder stretches..." The gentle yet stern words echoed throughout the dance studio.

The timid and pain-averse girls' faces turned pale automatically, wishing they could disappear on the spot; even Fang Zhi's beautiful and gentle eyes drooped, looking pitiful.

"It hurts...it hurts, kill me, right now..."

"My mom, my grandma, I don't want to learn dance anymore, waaaah, let me go home..." As the morning went by, all sorts of heart-wrenching wails echoed throughout the classroom.

Occasionally, someone passing by the classroom would tremble with fear at the shrill female voice emanating from inside.

It's as terrifying as The Ring.

Guo Shuyao wiped away her tears, and the dance teacher patted her on the shoulder, "Not bad, keep it up."

"Understood, teacher."

After praising Guo Shuyao, she went to Fang Zhi's side.

"Are you ready?"

Fang Zhi took a breath almost imperceptibly, "Okay."

The dance teacher nodded after hearing this, then grabbed the girl's slender, soft arm and pulled her backward...

After completing the entire set of movements, Fang Zhi didn't experience much pain due to her flexibility and suppleness. The dance teacher could clearly notice the difference between Fang Zhi and the others.

Not just this time, but every single time.

She asked, "Have you been practicing at home all this time?"

"Mmm." Fang Zhi's cheeks involuntarily flushed.

The summer after graduating from high school, just a few days before the start of university, her brother suddenly became interested in watching her practice dancing.

That summer was a turning point in their relationship; she wasted two months practicing dance.

So much so that when he invited her private dance teacher to Nangong, she was in the dance studio, right under the man's nose, being turned around by the teacher, crying her eyes out.

At that time, Qi Shen couldn't bear to see her crying so pitifully, so he asked the teacher to stop.

Afterwards, the man consulted the teacher for the key points and also asked the doctor whether the shoulder-opening movements would affect her bones, ensuring that they would not cause her any harm. He then devised a new method and used it every now and then.

They claimed it was to help alleviate her pain.

It's not that it's useless; when the pain and the feeling of being out of control are intertwined, the former seems insignificant.

But she was also more like a floating duckweed, completely under his control.

Her teacher, who had her back to her, didn't notice anything amiss and praised her with satisfaction, "Very good, you have talent and you don't forget to work hard."

The girls around her, seeing Fang Zhi showing no sign of pain, had only one wish: to possess her body.

Only Guo Shuyao showed a hint of seriousness on her face.

-

The moment the bell rang, the girls in the class didn't rush out of the classroom, but instead collapsed on the ground, rubbing their backs and legs.

In the classroom, the rapid breathing and sobbing gradually subsided. Fang Zhi wiped the sweat from her temples, picked up her water cup, and slowly followed the two or three people walking in front of her to the changing room.

My classmates complained as they changed their clothes.

"My whole body feels like it's falling apart."

"Stop talking. I think being run over by a truck for three days and three nights is no better than this."

"I even want to take my bones out and put them in front of the teacher, and tell her, 'Take a look and see which piece you like, take it home, and break it however you want.'"

Fang Zhi listened to their complaints and smiled slightly.

I had just put my new dance outfit into my storage bag when the phone in my pocket rang as if it were right on cue.

She slung her bag over her shoulder and answered the phone as she walked out.

"elder brother."

"Hmm, is get out of class over?"

The wedding was taking place over there. Soft piano music mixed with static came through the air, making the man's voice sound even more gentle and moving, like a clear breeze and a bright moon.

"Just finished class."

The wedding hall was grand, luxurious, and dreamlike, with real roses flown in from the high ceiling. During the banquet, all the guests were dressed in their finest attire, including many familiar faces from television or financial news, all of whom were titans in their respective fields.

In a secluded corner away from the crowd, Fu Shaosi, dressed in a suit and tie, his overly refined and handsome face showing particular impatience, urged:

"That's enough, stop calling. I asked you to come and fend off the drinks for the groom, not to chat on the phone for hours."

He was still drunk from last night, and seeing the bridesmaid drinking so much, he wanted to run away.

Qi Shen glanced at him indifferently, quickly looked away, and asked slowly and deliberately into the phone:

"Does Zhizhi want to go back to the apartment or back to Nangong?"

Fang Zhigang paused at the door of the changing room, but didn't stop for a moment before saying, "Back to Nangong."

At least in Nangong, with Wang Ma and others around, he would be somewhat more restrained and wouldn't act too recklessly.

"Okay, I understand." Qi Shen smiled slightly; he had already guessed she would say that. His voice remained steady. "Don't wander off. The driver will pick you up at the school gate in a bit. Your brother will go back after the wedding."

Fang Zhi obediently hummed in agreement.

After being urged by Fu Shaosi again, Qi Shen said one more thing to the girl and then hung up the phone.

Catching a glimpse of the girl's graceful departing figure, one of the girls couldn't help but take a second look and clicked her tongue.

Her companion followed her gaze and looked outside:

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I was just thinking, we're all dance students, so why is Fang Zhi so flexible? You saw her during dance class just now, I even wanted to touch her and try to move her."

"Now that you mention it, I remember that I haven't seen her suffer from back pain since freshman year."

"Indeed, she comes from a good family, has a good personality, an alluringly pure face, and an incredibly supple body. I wonder which lucky man will end up with her."

Sensing the implied meaning, her companion blushed and jokingly scolded, "Shut up, he's just got extraordinary talent, you're just a genius."

The whispers behind him didn't reach Fang Zhi's ears; the girl's beautiful eyes held a different thought.