The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

The black lily quietly leaps and blooms in the deserted place.

He ignored all the sounds around him, dancing and leaping incessantly.

Even though Wu Tu heard her friends talking, she wanted to put all those troubles behind her.

Even though he understands that the problem with his leg is psychological.

Moreover, given his weaker physique compared to others, could he really continue?

Has he lost his right to stand on the ice rink?

His talent may only be worn away over the long years.

But no matter how conflicted Wu Tu was, he could only repeat the same thought to himself:

"Sorry... I really wanted to jump too."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to give up either..."

"but……"

The black crow seemed to be apologizing to someone.

Perhaps he was speaking to himself, or perhaps he was speaking to the fans who were waiting for him.

But when he stopped, stood beneath the wall covered in roses, and slowly took his bow, the students who had passed by and seen the dancing black rabbits burst into cheers and applause.

No matter where his stage is, he has an audience who resonates with his dance.

Those people picked flowers from the roadside, tied them into a bouquet, offered it to the black rabbit, and sincerely praised it:

"You're the best dancer! Are you a dance student at our school? Will we have the chance to see you dance again?"

Wu Tu felt utterly helpless in the face of these people's adoration and sincerity.

He was about to explain when another man walked up behind him.

This man, who exuded an air of great nobility, gazed at Wutu with admiration and said:

"No, this child is not one of my students."

"But I'm determined to have him."

This man had his hair slicked back and his posture was upright; you could tell from his bearing that he was also a dancer.

He was the school's dance professor and also the principal dancer of the Button Theatre, the world-renowned Ansetin.

He had an eccentric temper, was strict with his apprentices, and was even rumored to have engaged in sexual harassment with his students.

But in reality, it was just a student offering himself up as a bed partner, hoping to use Onsett's resources to rise to the top in one step, but he failed, so the student threw dirty water at him and spread rumors.

But Onsett didn't bother to explain; he always proved people wrong with his actions.

Therefore, every student who graduated from his class went on to become a celebrity in the dance world.

However, the little guy didn't know much about this. His previous dance teacher was also arranged by Winston. He stared blankly as Onsetin walked over, but didn't react at all.

"You silly child, aren't you surprised to see me?!"

Onsett is usually very popular, but seeing the little guy's blank expression ruined that.

Black Rabbit: 0.0!

"Who are you?"

Faced with the little guy's face, Onsett simply couldn't bring himself to roughly pinch him, but he couldn't help feeling sad:

"Oh, you don't know me? You study dance, and you still don't know me?"

Wu Tu silently shrank behind Ethan.

But before he could dodge, Onsett spotted him, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him out.

Ansetin took the flower from the black rabbit's hand and used the flower stem to lift his chin:

"A beautiful appearance, a pitiful temperament, and supple movements will captivate the audience."

"You'll definitely become a top dancer someday. What's your name? What's your major? I was supposed to fly abroad tomorrow to find inspiration for new dances, but if you become my student and learn to dance from me, I'll stay for now."

Unable to resist such an enthusiastic teacher, Wu Tu raised his hand, leaning back to push away the person approaching him, and refused:

"I'm sorry, but I'm a figure skater, and I can't jump..."

"My psychological assessment failed."

Onsett: "I don't care, you're my student!"

Before Wu Tu could finish speaking, Ansetin pulled him away.

Onsett: Family, I found an incredibly cute little kitten! He wants to come home with me!

It was Winston who appeared at the school gate to pick up the little guy and rescue him from Oncetin's clutches.

When Onsetin saw Winston, he clicked his tongue, then resumed his aloof and indifferent demeanor, his tone suggesting he was quite familiar with Winston:

"Winston, is he your child?"

He watched as the pitiful little fellow, who had just been looking for Winston, immediately shrank behind him as if a savior had come to his house.

He could tell at a glance that the little guy completely trusted Winston.

Upon seeing this, he laughed incredulously.

At the time, Winston and they were also close family friends.

However, Winston was always the most aloof of his group of princes.

Since coming of age and inheriting the family business, Winston has been a highly sought-after figure among countless people who aspire to rise in social status.

Countless handsome men and beautiful women are watching Winston's every move, hoping to become the one and only exception that His Highness makes.

But to this day, Winston has never fallen for anyone and remains a loner.

They all thought Winston would end up alone.

Unexpectedly, he was so lucky to have such a well-behaved and adorable little son.

Seeing how tightly Winston was protecting the crow, Oncetin understood how worried Winston was about him.

I won't go into details about Onsine:

"Since you have such an adorable youngest son, and you seem to care about him so much, I'll just be frank."

"If you truly cherish him, then take good care of him and don't always try to control him with your will or dictate his thoughts."

"With his looks and talent, he was born for this. And he expresses his emotions more than anyone else, he loves figure skating. You shouldn't break his wings, you should support him and let him soar."

"Addressing his psychological issues is your most important task right now."

After hearing Oncetin's words, Winston knew he meant well, so he thanked him briefly and, with the little one in tow, said:

"Okay. Then we'll head back."

Wu Tu thought her father was angry, which was why he was being so cold.

After all, he went to the competition and practiced secretly behind his father's back. Even his pale skin turned rosy from the intense exercise, like a slightly tipsy berry.

Thinking of this, the little guy nervously huddled in the car, watching his father's expression.

But Winston just silently wiped his sweat.

Knowing the little guy was about to admit his mistake, Winston said:

"I'm sorry, honey. I was worried about your health before and didn't consider your feelings."

"How about we try to treat your psychological trauma first?"

"Honey, the research institute has invented a new technology. This time, the instrument can freely observe the timeline and even travel back in time, allowing us to make up for our past regrets."

"He can really turn back time so that Dad can raise you from a baby."

"Would you like to go back to the past? Perhaps it could help heal your psychological trauma."