The background music starts...
It is desolate, sorrowful, interspersed with the sound of drizzling rain.
At this moment, the audience in front of the live broadcast hold their breath.
They understand now, this Shadow Dancer is the despairing youth from behind the curtain.
Little Taotie gently approaches him, her fair and tender little hands like the softest wings of an Angel, lightly brushing over the eye mask. She waves her hand to the Shadow Dancer, indicating: It's okay.
She takes the hand of the Shadow Dancer, pulling him up from the ground.
The music suddenly changes!
The melody becomes lively, as if carrying the fresh scent of awakening grass wafting towards them...
The little girl is like a sprite frolicking in the forest, holding the Shadow Dancer's hand, leading him to dance with her, immersed together in the joyful music.
It's as if telling him that it's okay, dance, dance, dance! All worries will vanish in the spinning!
Missing an eye doesn't matter.
