"What the fuck? What's going on? Is this love? This is totally love, isn't it?"

"Get outta here! This is a breakup, okay?!"

"Ah, right, a breakup! A breakup, huh?!!"

"Our President Xu actually got dumped? That's unbelievable, right? Who would be so blind?"

"Shush, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by 'blind'?"

"If even someone as good as President Xu isn't good enough for them, isn't that blind?"

"What if they liked each other but then broke up?"

"...You make a good point..."

"That's not the point, though! The point is, what is President Xu doing now? Making an official announcement?"

"They broke up, what's there to announce, damn it! Could she be depressed?"

"Holy shit! Don't say that, it's actually possible."

"What should we do then?"

"I don't know either. How about we cheer President Xu on?"

"Cheer her on? Right! Let's let her know that even without love, she still has us by her side. That should make her feel a bit better."

"Great! I'll start, and you join in with me."

"Louder! We have to make sure President Xu hears us. Hey, let's get in touch with the people around us. If everyone shouts together, we'll be much louder."

And so, two utterly confused fans started to mobilize. They weren't just coordinating with each other; they were also sharing their speculations with everyone around them.

That really did it. The word spread like wildfire, and soon, the news of Xu Qingqiu's post-breakup depression was everywhere.

The seats in the venue were already closely packed. When one person spoke, those around them could easily hear.

The words swiftly spread outward.

Before long, while Xu Qingqiu was still on stage trying to compose herself, a chaotic din arose from below.

Then, the shouting gradually became more unified and organized, growing louder and clearer until she could distinctly hear what the audience below was chanting.

"Xu Qingqiu, keep fighting!"

"Xu Qingqiu, keep fighting!"

"..."

What's going on? Why are they cheering for me?

Xu Qingqiu lifted her head in a daze. She looked down at the audience, who were uniformly shouting slogans, her mind blank and her eyes wide with confusion.

"Wait a moment, everyone. Why are you cheering me on?"

She had just asked this when a fan, who had heard the rumors and was extremely anxious, shouted out, their voice choked with sobs.

"President Xu, it's okay that you got dumped! We'll always be with you! Please don't get depressed, all right?"

"Exactly, you still have us!"

"We will always be with you!"

"Xu Qingqiu, there are plenty of fish in the sea! There are lots of men out there!"

Following this fan's cry, the audience grew even more excited, chiming in with their own words of encouragement.

Huh? Depressed?

Now Xu Qingqiu was truly taken aback.

"Wait, have you all misunderstood something?"

Fortunately, she was holding a microphone, so her voice was loud enough to be heard over the audience.

"I'm sorry, everyone. You might have misunderstood."

Seeing this, Xu Qingqiu finally understood what was happening, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Please, can you all listen to me first?"

Slightly embarrassed, Xu Qingqiu stomped her foot lightly on the stage. A complex emotion, a mix of amusement and unshed tears, flickered in her eyes as she tried to be endearing.

She was truly speechless. She'd never expected such a misunderstanding, as she was merely trying to share some of her feelings.

"All right, everyone, please listen to me."

"Initially, I thought that was it. But—and pay attention, I said *but*—"

"But then, just when I felt there was no hope, things suddenly took a turn, and then..." She trailed off, and as she did, the smile on her face grew wider and more obvious, until it was impossible to hide.

"As for the rest... well, everyone can probably guess, so I won't say any more."

She's not going to say more? She's stopping right there? The audience below the stage was utterly bewildered. No, what did you even say? Why stop now? What comes next? What actually happened?

"However, after this incident, I suddenly realized that I don't really need this song anymore. Because the person is already by my side, the song has lost its meaning for me."

"So now, I'd like to sing this song for all of you. It's really to share something with you."

"Sometimes, what you think is despair might not be despair at all. Maybe if you just hold on a little longer, you'll see the light at the end of the tunnel. Just like I did, right?"

Wait, what...? Why does it feel like we've all been unexpectedly hit by this public display of affection? The audience was still struggling to process it. Weren't they just talking about heartbreak and depression? So, what's happening now?

"What does President Xu mean? I don't get it."

"Are you an idiot? You didn't understand that?"

"Well, did you get it? If you're so smart, then explain it!"

"What else is there to say? Xu Qingqiu's in a relationship! Get it now?"

"When did she say that? How did I miss it? Who is the guy?"

"Are you really that dense? You couldn't figure out something so obvious?"

"You're not stupid, huh? Then just say it if you want to, or don't if you don't. *You're* the dense one."

"All right, all right, my bad. President Xu just said she'd been chasing a guy but hadn't managed to win him over. Later, she found some solace in a song."

"President Xu felt pretty disheartened and was preparing to resign herself to a life alone, with only that song reflecting her feelings for company."

"Then, just when she was about to give up, the guy suddenly said yes, and they got together! President Xu realized she didn't need that song to comfort herself anymore, so she decided to share it with us."

"She also wanted to encourage us, saying that sometimes we shouldn't despair. If we hold on a bit longer, there might be hope. That's the gist of it. Understand now?"

Huh? Did she really say all that? The clueless fan's eyes were spinning. They suddenly felt like everyone was speaking a familiar language, but the meaning just wasn't getting through.

"All right, that's my story. Now, let's listen to this song together," Xu Qingqiu said with a smile, pulling herself from her emotions and looking down at the audience. She then signaled to the sound booth.

"If you are fireworks over the sea, then I am the foam on the waves."

"For a moment, your light shone on me."

When the first notes of the song played, the chatter from the audience gradually faded.

The gentle melody, carried by Xu Qingqiu's voice, instantly wove a web of emotion that slowly enveloped everyone's hearts.

"I can follow behind you,"

"Like a shadow chasing a dreamlike light."

"I can wait at this crossroad,"

"Whether or not you ever pass by."

The simple lyrics conveyed a spectrum of emotions: from despair to helplessness, then to acceptance, and finally, brimming with hope.

"Every time I look up for you,"

"Even tears feel free."

"Some love is like a torrential downpour,"

"Yet I still believe in a rainbow."

Just as Xu Qingqiu had said, sometimes, if you just keep persisting, you might see a glimmer of hope.

But once you give up, no matter what, only despair awaits.

Even if hope seems faint, as long as you keep holding on, it will draw closer, won't it?

Giving up is easy; persisting is hard. But if that beacon of hope is truly what you desire, then no matter how difficult, you will keep going.

And if you are not resolute enough, perhaps giving up is the better choice.

After all, if you aren't firm in your own conviction, how can you expect hope to arrive?

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