Chapter 230 Extra - Liao Qian and Wu Cheng Chapter 18
At the funeral.
Everyone present was dressed in solemn black, and the atmosphere of silence reached its peak.
Before the cremation, Liao Qian insisted on taking a last look at Wu Cheng, and no one stopped her.
She stood in front of the white bed that was pushed out from the morgue. The light white cloth covered Wu Cheng from head to toe.
Unable to see anything clearly, she walked over, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to lift the white cloth.
He was wearing dark blue clothes and his face must have been made up to cover up the traces of blue and gray. He looked very clean, and his expression was natural and peaceful, as if he was asleep.
A tear rolled down Liao Qian's eyes. She wanted to touch his hand, but was taken away by Su Mi and Fang Yutong.
She tried to struggle, "Don't stop me, I haven't talked to him yet. I still have a lot to say to him, he can hear me."
"Qianqian, he's dead."
"Do you know what death means? He won't come back!"
When Liao Qian heard these words, she fell to the ground in confusion and watched his body being pushed in for cremation.
"Wu Cheng!" She screamed with red eyes.
She knew he wouldn't come back.
At this moment, she was all alone in this world, with only memories like a candle in the wind, swaying in the pain of loss.
…
Four years later.
International Film Festival.
The red carpet was star-studded, with big-name celebrities and well-known directors from all over the world attending in their best attire.
The flash lights on the scene kept shooting the brightly dressed guests.
"Sissi is here!"
"My goddess!"
"Snap a picture."
Liao Qian got out of the business car holding up her skirt. She was wearing a long-tailed evening gown with a white background and bamboo green embellishments. The embroidery on the skirt was exquisite, and the gold thread simulated the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers, expressing an oriental sentiment.
Her hair is piled up high, looking very elegant and graceful, which matches her cool face and the movement of her eyes.
She was accompanied by the film's director and creative team, who all appeared together, standing in the center of the red carpet, being photographed and interviewed by the media.
The award ceremony was solemn and dignified, with the huge stage surrounded by lights.
After walking the red carpet, they sat in the audience, waiting for the upcoming awards ceremony.
Liao Qian's partner beside her quietly asked her, "Xixi, are you nervous?"
This is the fifth time Liao Qian has been nominated for the Best Actress at the film festival, but she has never won the award.
This time she still kept a calm mind and just let it go whether she could get it or not.
"fine."
The award ceremony started with an opening speech, followed by song and dance performances, screenings of films from different categories, interactive sessions, and finally the announcement of the awards.
Liao Qian sat at the table, wearing a beige shawl, her eyes fixed on the stage.
She only felt a moment of nervousness when the Best Actress award was announced.
When she heard her own name, she was stunned for a while.
Accompanied by thunderous applause from the audience, she came back to her senses and walked slowly onto the stage.
Holding the heavy trophy in her hand, she stood in front of the microphone under the spotlight, her eyes filled with tears as she delivered her acceptance speech.
"Thank you to the film festival, the jury, my family, friends, and fans for their support. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. I never thought I'd be able to overcome the mountain so quickly. I imagine the person waiting for me on the other side... is the me of nine years ago. I will remain steadfast in my original aspiration and keep moving forward bravely and diligently. Thank you."
…
After the award ceremony, she changed her clothes and went straight back home.
After landing, he went straight to the cemetery.
As night falls, the evening wind blows.
Liao Qian was wearing a black coat and holding a bunch of bright daisies in her hand.
Standing in front of the tombstone, she stared at the black and white image on it.
The man in the photo is handsome, wearing glasses, and has a cold and aloof temperament. He is like a solitary peak that can only be viewed from a distance.
Liao Qian bent down to put down the bouquet and squatted down to look at his photo at eye level.
"Wu Cheng, I won the award. You know, I've been waiting for this day."
"In fact, I really hope that one day, when I walk out of the scene, you will be waiting for me outside."
"But..." She smiled bitterly, "I can only think about it."
"You should be eager to hear about everyone's current situation."
She said to herself, "Mi'er and Brother Xiao's child has grown up and is very well behaved. He even calls me godmother. And Yutong is pregnant too. He Fei is watching her very closely. Everyone is doing well. Don't worry."
After talking for a while, she felt dry mouth and could only hear the soft wind in her ears responding to her.
Liao Qian looked at his photo and raised her hand to gently touch his face. It felt very cold, like icicles, and the warmth from her fingertips seemed to be sucked away.
"Wu Cheng, some time ago, I went through your belongings and looked at your phone."
"I'm sorry, I know my behavior was inappropriate, please don't blame me."
"I accidentally opened your Weibo and saw your account, the one that only followed one person."
"So...that enthusiastic netizen that night was you, right?"
"You came to me because of that Weibo post, right?"
"I was so stupid to think it was just a chance encounter. There's no such a coincidence in the world."
"You even lied to me and said you were on a business trip... You didn't have any official business at all, so why did you stay there in the end?"
"Meeting, meeting, you made it up to trick me."
"I later learned something else. The producer and director I once offended and who had a criminal record had gotten into trouble overseas. I heard they were collaborating with a drug lord and were murdered over a dispute over routes and market share. The Xiao family was instrumental in this, and when they were arresting the drug lord's main group, the police uncovered this information."
"I always feel that this matter was orchestrated by Brother Xiao. He usually doesn't act rashly. So, is he doing this because those people are related to your death?"
Liao Qian hugged her arms and felt the wind getting louder. Her limbs were frozen stiff.
She stood up, her legs already numb, and took one last look at his picture.
"Wu Cheng...you made me owe you such a big favor, how can I repay you?"
After she finished speaking, she turned and left. After she left, the roaring sound of the wind behind her became more and more intense.
…
Liao Qian went to the nursing home to visit her mother.
After treatment, my mother has gotten much better and can now stay awake most of the time.
This is also Liao Qian’s only hope in life now.
Seeing her coming, Chen Ping waved for her to sit down, "Qianqian, you're here, come and sit down."
Liao Qian went over and sat next to her, her head naturally nestled in her arms.
Chen Ping was a little worried about her appearance. "What's wrong? What's going on?"
"Mom, do you think I'm a jinx?"
My father passed away early, my mother is ill, and it's so hard to like someone, but...
Those who get close to her always become unhappy.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Liao Qian didn't want to make her worry, "Nothing, I just suddenly felt very tired."
"Silly child, rest when you are tired. Don't push yourself too hard."
"Mom, do you still miss Daddy now?"
"Of course, I never forgot it."
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