Alley of Warmth and Longing 89: Chapter 89
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As Lin Xiao Yu held the championship trophy, returning in glory amidst the crowd's adoration, Lu Zean's heart brimmed with uncontainable pride and joy. Pushing through the throngs of people at the award ceremony, Lu Zean clutched a large bouquet of her favorite sunflowers, their bright yellow petals radiant, much like the brilliance Lin Xiao Yu exuded on stage. 0
 
Once the crowd began to disperse slightly, Lu Zean stepped forward and handed the flowers to Lin Xiao Yu, his gaze soft enough to drown in: "Lin Xiao Yu, congratulations! I knew you would win this championship. All the hardships and exhaustion were worth it." He gently tucked a few stray strands of hair behind her ear. 0
 
At the subsequent celebration banquet, Lu Zean quietly sat beside Lin Xiao Yu, watching as she was surrounded by friends and mentors showering her with praise, a gentle smile never leaving her face. When it was his turn to speak, he raised his glass, stood up, and surveyed the room. His voice was steady and filled with deep emotion: "Everyone has seen Lin Xiao Yu's stunning grace on stage, but behind that is countless nights of hard practice. I know best her dedication and love for dance. As someone who has accompanied her all the way, I sincerely wish her well. May this be just the beginning of her glorious career; may the road ahead be smooth, allowing her to create even more astonishing works that captivate the world. I hope she always holds onto her original intentions and spreads China's rich traditional culture through dance to every corner." 0
 
As night fell and guests gradually departed, Lu Zean walked alongside Lin Xiao Yu through the quiet streets. The moonlight bathed them in a silvery glow as he took her hand and gently squeezed it: "From now on, whether you want to climb even higher peaks or explore new fields, I will be by your side, fully supporting and protecting you." This silent yet steadfast companionship and blessing felt like a warm harbor, causing Lin Xiao Yu's eyes to glisten with tears as her fighting spirit reignited, unafraid to embark on the next chapter of her journey. 0
 
Time flowed quietly by, and in the blink of an eye, seven years had passed. The so-called "seven-year itch" that people often spoke of did not stir any waves between Lin Xiao Yu and Lu Zean; instead, it felt like a fine vintage wine—richer and more fragrant with time. 0
 
Looking back at their past, during moments when Lin Xiao Yu faced injuries in training or career bottlenecks filled with frustration that even made her question her love for dance, it was Lu Zean who silently stood by her side. He prepared soup and medicine daily, whispered words of comfort, helped her analyze training issues, and reached out to industry seniors for advice. During competitions when she watched trophies slip away to others while hiding in a corner in tears, Lu Zean would tightly embrace her as tears soaked his shirt, reassuring her that she would always be a champion in his eyes. 0
 
When her career flourished, no one was happier than Lu Zean. He made restaurant reservations and prepared fresh flowers to celebrate her achievements solemnly. On leisurely weekends, he would take Lin Xiao Yu to art exhibitions and quaint bookstores to discover life's beauty together, continuously fueling inspiration for her dance creations. 0
 
On one anniversary, with tears glistening in her eyes filled with emotion, Lin Xiao Yu took Lu Zean's hand: "Others fear the seven-year itch, but I am filled with gratitude. Thank you for your companionship all these years. In my lows, you were my crutch; in my highs, you were the icing on the cake. Without you, I wouldn’t have made it this far." Lu Zean gently caressed her cheek with tender eyes: "In the years to come, no matter how many more seven years we have ahead of us, I will always be here to help you turn ordinary days into something beautiful." 0
 
In the years that followed, they continued to support each other—jogging together in the mornings while sharing trivial matters; cozying up on the couch at night planning for their future without fear of storms ahead—confidently hand in hand through life’s journey. 0
 
 
 
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