The flight home from Los Angeles was always confusing, because during the 13-hour flight, the sun never set.Time kept jumping from day to day, skipping the night.Outside the window was a bright, blazing sun, even though the curtain could be pulled down, Lam Gia Thanh was still not sleepy. She called the flight attendant to get a newspaper, and when she opened it, she found herself on the inside page.The showers of stars from all over the sky fell on the dome of the Garnier Opera House, turning the entire stage into a dazzling scene.In the photo, she was holding flowers and standing alone in the middle of the stage.The content below was endless praise, phrases like "Black Swan", "Uncut Diamond" frequently appeared, there was even a comment saying that, since she was in the cradle, she had been kissed on the forehead by the muse of dance Terpsichore*.(*Terpsichore: one of the nine Muses – the daughters of Zeus and the Titaness Mnemosyne.)Trying to exaggerate like that, it was unknown whether it was to affirm her strength, or simply because —— it was her last time performing on stage.It is said that a dancer will die twice in their life, once when they stop dancing and once when their life ends.Last night, Lin Jiaqing experienced the first death in her life.When the curtain was pulled back, when the lights came on, when the audience jumped up from their seats in cheers, when the flashbulbs rang out and the endless applause of everyone filled the entire hall...She stood on the stage and bowed gracefully.Those familiar with the opera house all knew that this was the custom and the dancers' eternal farewell to the stage and the audience.Lin Jiaqing is twenty-four years old this year, about to turn twenty-five.In major ballet competitions around the world, her age is almost the upper limit of the adult group.Since the day she first put on her dancing shoes at the age of seven, Lin Jiaqing has spent half of her time in the dance studio, and the other half of her time performing or traveling. Especially in the past two years, she has been to almost all the stages in the world.Dancing all year round, plus a busy performance schedule, she has exhausted her strength, especially her waist.Ming Hua often dreams that she is a fake rich girl, so she tries her best to please her older brother in her name.Lin Xi traveled back 30 years to a shabby courtyard, suddenly having another husband, wearing military uniform, looking at her with hatred...The vicious female deputy minister of the Wen family climbed into the Crown Prince's bed, but unexpectedly, he slept more and more passionatelyNoan Xin fell into a vortex of love and hate, entangled between heaven and earth with Huo Tian QingThe most important thing was, her family urged her more and more, asking her to return to the country again and again —— she had no choice but to say goodbye to the stage.She also couldn't dance for the rest of her life.At this age, retreating to the most brilliant moment could still be considered the best way to leave.It could also be considered a meaningful death.Lin Jia Qing closed the newspaper, continuing to close her eyes and stare blankly.Although it was first class, her position wasn't very spacious, perhaps because the airline wasn't first class. She hurriedly returned to the country, and there was no way to scrutinize too much.The seat was not much more spacious than a high-speed train, and her long legs were not very comfortable no matter how she spread them.She opened her eyes slightly, adjusted her posture a bit, and tilted her head to find that the person sitting next to her was evaluating her.It was a young man around twenty years old, with an Asian face, wearing a loose-fitting hooded shirt and a baseball cap, holding a newspaper and evaluating her: "You're the one in the newspaper... Aurelie, right?""Yeah." She responded without much enthusiasm, and even lazily moved her body."I didn't think it was really you. My mother really likes you, and often drags me to see you perform, but I didn't expect to meet you offstage." The young man opened his mouth excitedly at this moment."Thank you." Lin Jiaqing smiled.Perhaps wanting to shorten the distance, the young man asked again, "What a coincidence, you also came to City C?""..." Hearing this question, Lin Jiaqing was stunned, "What if not? Halfway there, I jumped down like I was playing PUBG?"The other party only then realized that he had spoken foolishly, embarrassedly lowered his head, and coughed under the brim of his cap: "You play PUBG too?""Sometimes.""Then do you play any other games?""..."Speaking of fans, Lin Jiaqing had met quite a few, but whether this person in front of her could be considered a fan or not, she still had doubts in her heart. However, she couldn't sleep anyway, and there was nothing better to do than gossip with people when she was free.After 10 hours, the plane finally landed.City C's October was already late autumn, the weather was drizzling, gloomy and sad, far different from the mild 70 degrees F* weather when she left Los Angeles.(*70 degrees F is equivalent to 21 degrees C.)Lin Jiaqing didn't wear a coat, and as soon as she left the cabin, she felt cold.The person beside her saw her shivering and subconsciously wanted to take off her coat, but discovered that he had put it in his luggage before boarding the plane."I didn't expect it to be a bit cold." He pretended to cross his arms to ease his embarrassment, and then muttered, "It might be a traffic jam if it rains, I wonder if they've arrived yet?"As if he wanted to verify his words, as soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.He took out his phone, and answered it as he walked.When he reached the waiting room, he hung up the phone, and once again looked at Lin Jiaqing: "Where are you? My driver will be here soon, come with me, I'll take you home first.""No need." Lin Jiaqing stopped, "My husband is here."In the lobby of the international terminal, there were a few groups of people waiting to welcome guests.They either sat together in groups of three or five, their eyes occasionally looking towards the passenger aisle. Or they held up banners and waited at the exit, constantly standing on tiptoe.Among them, Jiang Chengyu leaned over to answer the phone, looking particularly outstanding.The perfect pleats and delicate tailoring of the tailored suit highlighted his perfect body proportions, under the white shirt were slender, firm muscles, highlighting his tall, thin, and powerful appearance, just like a sculpture.Lin Jiaqing walked out from the passenger exit, and locked his eyes on him at a glance: "Husband——""Husband?" The young man beside him who was bustling and making a fuss suddenly froze in place, using a few seconds to confirm that he had not misheard, "Sister... when did you get married?""Huh? Haven't you told me yet?" Lin Jiaqing replied, "I've been married for two years."After she finished speaking, under the other party's complicated gaze, she walked step by step towards the man in the black suit, and grabbed his arm: "Have you waited long?"Not knowing if it was Lin Jiaqing's illusion, she seemed to hear Jiang Chengyu snort.Soon, he hung up the phone, glanced at the young man who was still standing at the passenger entrance, turned around, "Husband? Do you think I'm a means of transportation here to pick you up?""...." Lin Jiaqing.She heard the mockery in his voice.But she just pretended not to understand, smiled and pulled his hand, followed him to the luggage turntable, then dragged the luggage towards the elevator.Waiting until the elevator door closed, the distant gaze gradually retreated, she let go of his arm: "Hurry up."