Although something went wrong with Yan Ru's dance, the art performance could not be stopped. At most, the director of the art troupe looked unhappy, as dark as the clouds before a storm.

This damn Yan Ru, she rehearsed and practiced so seriously before, I thought she could really dance this dance well, but I didn’t expect her to mess it up.

It is difficult for him, as the head of the regiment, to avoid taking responsibility for such a serious accident. The person was in his regiment, and his ideological awareness was not well educated, which led to the distraction and the accident.

After the show is over, he will definitely ask her what she is doing.

She was fine during practice on weekdays, but why did she fail at the critical moment? Would you dare to let her play in the future?

He must not go on. If someone dies, he will be in trouble.

Yan Ru was sent to the nearest hospital, where the doctor examined her and said, "Your leg bone is broken. You must rest well. I'm afraid you won't be able to go on stage again in the future."

The people who came with her knew that she was sad and did not dare to speak for fear of upsetting her.

After all, everyone can see how hard she works to dance.

The moment Yan Ru heard the doctor's verdict, her world seemed to be torn in two by a sudden storm.

The hustle and bustle around her was isolated from her, leaving only the endless haze in her heart.

In the hospital corridor, the smell of disinfectant mixed with an indescribable bitterness pierces the heart.

The doctor's words were like a sharp knife, accurately cutting off all her beautiful visions of the future. Even though she swore not to dance again, she still felt sad when she heard others say that.

"Your leg injury is very serious. I'm afraid you won't be able to dance like before again."

Seeing that she didn't react and looked dazed, the doctor couldn't help but say it again, intending to remind her to be mentally prepared.

This sentence, like a cold judgment, suddenly pulled her back from the clouds of dreams to the cold reality.

Dance, the art that she loved and pursued with her life, has now become an unattainable dream.

Even though it was her dancing career that she was angry about giving up, she felt sad and tormented when she thought that Fu Haozhe would never appear in her life again and that she could not attract his attention.

Tears rolled around in her eyes, finally slid down silently, dripping onto the cold ground and evaporating in an instant, as if even the sadness was unwilling to stay for her.

Resentment spread in her heart like a poisonous snake, devouring her sanity.

She hated Fu Haozhe's selfishness and ruthlessness, hated his easy giving up, and hated herself even more for being naive and blind in the face of love.

Every night, when she lay in bed and looked at the ceiling, his cold face would appear in her mind, and she longed for him to smile gently at her.

She didn't understand why she wasn't even given this little extravagant hope?

Can't he even coax her or lie to her? Why can he turn around and leave so easily?

How much she liked and loved him, didn't he feel it at all?

She had done everything she could for him, so why did he turn a blind eye?

What's so good about Chen Chuchu? Besides being pretty and being able to perform surgery, what else can she do?

Can she dance? Will she practice dancing for him and endure the pain to do leg stretches and splits?

No, she certainly couldn't.

Apart from being able to use a scalpel, she doesn't know anything else. How can she stand beside Fu Haozhe? How can she get his approval?

Why?

Why?

......

Yan Ru's mood was extremely bad.

She tried to numb herself with anger and resentment, but found herself sinking deeper and deeper.

She longed for revenge and wanted Fu Haozhe to also taste the pain of loss, but more often than not, she just felt a deep sense of powerlessness, as if the whole world was against her.

Revenge? How could she take revenge?

She is a soldier. If she dares to retaliate against Chen Chuchu, Fu Haozhe will definitely have her expelled from the army given his ruthlessness.

If it really comes to that, she will have only one ending: go back to her hometown and live a hard life.

After so many years of hard work, so many years of being humble and trying hard to please my aunt and uncle, it's not worth it to give up everything for Fu Haozhe.

She could choose not to dance, but she couldn't be fired and go back home.

If anything were to happen to Chen Chuchu, Fu Haozhe would be furious.

she......

Can't bear his anger.

She could only grit her teeth and swallow this long darkness and pain.

Resentment cannot change anything, it will only make her unable to extricate herself.

She had to accept the reality and find a new way out. Maybe her uncle's suggestion was right. She couldn't dance anymore, but at least she still had the identity of a female soldier.

Marrying the burly platoon leader and complying with her uncle's wishes was her only choice.

But this choice made her so sad that she wanted to cry. Why couldn't she marry Fu Haozhe? She worked so hard to learn dancing, but it all became a joke.

Yes, it's a joke.

She got nothing and all her efforts were in vain.

Yan Xiaomin rushed to the hospital and looked at Yan Ru with a very ugly expression.

Just now, Liu Sijin called her over and criticized her harshly. The implication of his words was that Yan Ru had lost his face.

"What happened to you? Such a big accident happened. Do you still want to work in the art troupe?" Yan Xiaomin was so angry at Liu Sijin that she vented it all on Yan Ru, "Do you know how disappointing you are?

Your uncle praised you in front of Fu Haozhe one second ago, saying that you have been practicing dancing very hard recently, and your solo dance tonight will definitely be beautiful. The next second, you fell to the ground with a thud. Where do you think he should put his face?

He tried his best to praise you in front of Master Fu, hoping that you could do better. He didn't like you, but there were many people who liked you. And your ability was no worse than that of the girl he found.

Why didn't you behave? Why did you fall? What on earth were you thinking? There are other men in the world besides Fu Haozhe."

Yan Ru said nothing and let Yan Xiaomin scold him.

She knew very well that she really couldn't stay at her aunt's house forever this time, she had to have her own home. Moving to the dormitory was out of the question, as that would embarrass her uncle.

Get married! Only by getting married can you have a home in the family compound.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Ru looked at Yan Xiaomin and said, "Aunt! I didn't think much. It was just that my body's coordination ability was wrong, which led to the fall. I can't dance anymore. I will switch to the logistics of the art troupe.

I want to get married. The person my uncle introduced to me is pretty good. I went to see her privately. "

Yan Xiaomin originally wanted to say something, but seeing Yan Ru was so well-behaved and accepted the arrangement, she finally stopped talking.

"It would be best if you can figure it out. Lu Delin is not as good-looking as Fu Haozhe, but he is quite capable and will be promoted to platoon leader after the New Year. If you agree, I will talk to your uncle and we will settle it before the New Year."

"Okay! I'll listen to my aunt and uncle."

Yan Ru's words were not sincere, but so what? She was destined to have no chance with Fu Haozhe.