The night in Jiangzhen City is quiet, with the charm of the Orient, the lights are bright, the neon lights are bright, and in a high-end villa in the center of Jiangzhen, the lights are bright, the luxurious furniture, the decoration is gorgeous and elegant, but on the boutique leather sofa on the first floor, a middle-aged couple is gloomy, the man sits on the sofa, smoking one cigarette after another, and the wife opposite is secretly crying.

"Tell me what to do? It's been a week, my husband has been a whole week, and my daughter hasn't even been out of the door once, what can I do if I go on like this!"

"What else can I do? I have already called and given the psychiatrist to ask him to come to our daughter tomorrow to counsel and counsel her, and the psychiatrist has already said that there is no major problem with my daughter's body, the main thing is that the mental stimulation is too great, and if she can't get out on her own, it's useless to do anything!"

"It's easy for you to say, don't you know how important looks are for a woman? Not to mention her daughter, she studied drama, she danced, but now she is disfigured, how you let her return to the stage, how you let her dance, this is not the same as killing her!"

"I know I know, but what if it's an accident? If it really doesn't work, we will take our daughter abroad for cosmetic surgery, I don't believe it, now that technology and medical technology are so advanced, is there no way to cure the injury on my daughter's face!"

"That being said, but now you have to get your daughter back on her feet!

"I know, I know, the doctor also said so, for a sudden stimulus like my daughter There are many people who can't think about it for a while, so let's decide, I decided, tell my daughter for a while, let's take her to travel, to Dali to Kunming, to Tibet, to see the beautiful scenery, to see, to breathe fresh air, maybe it can help my daughter, it is better than staying at home every day to touch the scene and hurt!"

"Well, I also think it's okay, my hard-working daughter, you tell me that she has a great future, and she can be regarded as a pillar in the theater, but why did she suffer such a thing? You said that the performance on the stage is good, the dancing is good, why does the light fall down, and she cuts her daughter's face so coincidentally!"

"How do I know there are so many whys? You should be glad that only my daughter's face was cut, and if the light was a little more out of the way at that time, it hit her in the head, then our daughter would be dead!"

"What are you talking about, our daughter won't die!"

In the hall on the first floor, middle-aged women told each other, complained to each other, and finally decided to take their daughter on a long trip to play and relax, but at this moment, on the second floor of the villa, in the daughter's boudoir, the original pink princess room full of romantic atmosphere is now dark.

A young girl shrunk slightly on the corner of the bed, wrapped herself in a sheet, trembling all over, her hair was scattered, and her long hair covered the right side of her face, and if you looked closely, you would find that her covered right side of her face was full of terrifying and hideous scars!

"It's over, it's over, my life is over, my world is over, everything about me is over!"

Wu Jing shrunk in the corner of the bed shivering, at this moment, her heart felt cold, fear and loneliness, recalling that she liked dancing so much when she was a child, since the first time she saw a drama performance, she saw the actors in the drama performing all kinds of life on the stage, watching them dance a brilliant ballet, dancing all kinds of gorgeous dances, she decided in her heart to be a dancer, a drama actor.

How many times, how many times she practiced day and night, she didn't sleep, when other girls were discussing makeup, she was practicing dance, when other girls were discussing boyfriends, she was practicing acting, when other girls were enjoying their study life in groups, she was practicing dancing, practicing drama, she put all her time together for one thing, that is, practice, practice and practice.

When she graduated from the drama academy with excellent grades, she returned to her hometown and entered the formal drama troupe, with her fresh face, exquisite dance skills and character performance skills conquered the entire drama troupe, and soon got the opportunity to perform, at this moment she felt that her life was complete, and all she had to do was to stage one life after another in the drama, dancing one gorgeous dance after another, she felt that she was the butterfly that had turned into a cocoon and flew freely in the sky.

Her future is bright.

And all this is broken.

Just because of an accident.

Until now, Wu Jing still remembers that in the dance competition held in Jiangzhen City, she danced out of her favorite ballet, a variety of difficult movements, and beautiful dancing, shocking the audience, she likes to enjoy this feeling of dancing for everyone in the spotlight, remarkable, she feels that this is her life, she is not only dancing, she is performing with her life, and all this is accompanied by the sound of the broken overhead lights, if it is not a thousand shots, she avoids her head, then, she will be destroyed not only by cutting herself, burned right cheek, but the whole life。

"It's just that now I might as well die. ”

Wu Jing stretched out her trembling hand and stroked her right cheek, even if she didn't look in the mirror, through the uneven touch on her hand, she could know how terrifying and hideous her right face was.

Her acting career is over.

Wu Jing understands very well that people are creatures who like beauty, don't say anything I only like your inner beauty, that's just a situation where one person understands another person.

And for most ordinary people, when a beautiful woman and an ugly girl appear in front of you, they really have a good impression of the beauty, but the ugly girl is avoided, this is human nature, and the same is true for acting and dancing, what people like to see is beauty, beautiful dancing, not an ugly woman.

A woman who loses her beauty has no value in living in this world, no qualification to stand on the stage, and no right to dance again.

And this is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Wu Jing, who dedicates everything to the stage and dances, she is alive, but her heart is dead.

She folded her wings and could never return to the stage.

"Knock Knock ......"

The dark and depressing door was opened, and the parents walked in, only to see the father rubbing his hands and saying with a hint of apprehension.

"Daughter, you see that it's not like this when you stay at home all the time, I discussed with your mother to go to the Gobi to play once, I wonder if you have time to go out with us to play and relax, this is also good"

Many times, the two of them talked to their daughter in exchange for silence, and just when the parents gave up, they saw the daughter who was shrunk on the bed raised her head, revealing her beautiful but gray eyes, and said in an inexplicable tone.

"I'll go. ”