Beautiful love Tale: Dance Under the Moonlight
She was once the belle of Chongqing, a dancer of extraordinary grace and elegance, a white swan gifted to the world. With her exceptional qualities and talents, she smoothly navigated through life’s transformations, achieving fame, fortune, marriage, and motherhood. From any angle, she appeared to be the most perfect and happiest person in the world.
Everything changed due to a tragic car accident. She was rushed to the microsurgery department of Red House Hospital in Chongqing with severe injuries. After more than ten hours of surgery, the medical team managed to save her life, but her right leg below the knee was completely crushed and beyond repair. Waking up from a coma and learning about her condition plunged her into deep sorrow.
He took a long leave from work to stay by her side and care for her at the hospital. A month later, she left the hospital in a wheelchair, with one empty pant leg, to continue her recovery at home.
He took on all the household chores—cooking, cleaning, shopping—spinning like a top without complaint. After finishing the housework, he still had to go to work, and their child had to attend school, leaving her alone at home with a hired caregiver. She felt increasingly despondent, recalling her vibrant life before the accident, now seemingly reduced to nothing. She grew more silent and irritable, sinking into despair and self-abandonment, cursing fate and her shattered dreams, her spirit adrift and gloomy.
Noticing her change, he and their child began taking her to the courtyard to enjoy the evening breeze. The moonlight poured over the world, whispering tales of joy and sorrow. Remembering her dances under the sun, she felt another pang of sadness.
He encouraged her, saying, “Dance for us in the wheelchair. You’ve never performed just for us.”
Her heart stirred, but she doubted her ability to dance gracefully in a wheelchair and said, “Forget it. I was a flower under the sun, but now I wither in the moonlight.”
Their child chimed in, “Mom, you are the most beautiful. Please dance. We’ll applaud for you.”
With no one else around, she decided to dance. She dressed in her most beautiful attire and, with the wheelchair, danced under the moonlight, like a flower wounded but not healed.
After the dance, her child and husband applauded enthusiastically. He said, “Even in a wheelchair, you are the most beautiful flower in the moonlight.”
For the next few months, every night, he and their child accompanied her to practice dancing under the moonlight. When there was no moon, the lamp light became their moon.
Surrounded by the warm glow of countless lights, the courtyard was filled with a cozy atmosphere. Seeing the delighted faces of her husband and child, she suddenly realized that even in a wheelchair, she could still be a dancer.
One evening, six months later, she accepted an invitation from the city opera house to perform on its grand stage, making a comeback in her wheelchair. She offered everyone a magnificent feast of life and love, her delicate hands lifting the burdens of life, her slender shoulders bearing all the sneers and jeers.
Amid the audience’s astonishment, the host proudly announced her return. Beside the host, she still looked as beautiful as a peach blossom, as radiant as crystal.
The host shared her story of resilience and then introduced her husband, revealing that he had personally planned the entire event, calling him a true hero behind the scenes. Learning the truth, tears blurred her vision, and she vowed to dance for him for the rest of her life, becoming the most beautiful flower in his moonlight.
Thank you for reading! ” Sitestorys “
