At the Jinhua Awards ceremony, the name of Best Actress echoed through the magnificent hall. Lin Shuang rose and walked towards the stage. Wearing a crystal crown and a black gown, she ascended the steps with her head held high, the white lace trim trailing on the floor, like a black swan awaiting its slaughter.
Holding the golden trophy in her hands was the most glorious moment, yet there was not a trace of joy in her eyes. After a series of thank-you speeches, she reached up and touched her abdomen, the voluminous skirt revealing her round belly.
A promising female celebrity has become pregnant. Whispers rippled through the audience.
Lin Shuang smiled her most beautiful smile and calmly appeared under the flashing lights: "Countless times, I hated the injustice of fate, but when his hand reached out to me, I no longer regretted or hated him. But now, he is gone. If he goes to hell, he will be lonely; if we never meet again in this life, he will miss me. So, I'm going to find him."
The door opened, and Gan Tang turned to look at the entrance, tears unconsciously streaming down her face.
"Why are you sitting on the floor? It's cold." Mo Huaixing bent down, picked up Gan Tang, and put her on the bed. He wanted to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, but instead reached out and took the remote control from her hand, turning off the TV.
"You haven't had a good night's sleep in so many days, have you? Get some rest."
Seeing him about to leave, Gan Tang quickly grabbed his hand and asked, "Is there any news about Dad?"
"No!" Mo Huaixing touched her hair. "Don't overthink it. There was something going on in the team, so I just went to take care of it."
He's not part of the local police force; what else could he possibly need to handle besides matters concerning the Green Dragon Gang?
Gan Tang grabbed him, not letting him leave, "Can you wait until I fall asleep?"
"good!"
Mo Huaixing sat on the bed, and Gan Tang nestled in his arms, closing her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep. Her mind was filled with images of her and Fang Heng rushing towards the border. One familiar face after another lay on the ground, blurred with blood.
There is Fu Cheng, Lin Shuang, Zhang Po, Xiao Wu, Jin Hu who calls her Sister-in-law Mo, and Yuan Biao who died under her claws while trying to save her.
"Is it worth it?" she asked. "Is it worth it for strangers we don't even know?"
“Perhaps from my personal feelings, it’s not worth it.” Mo Huaixing finally choked up, “But Gan Tang, two years ago, you were a stranger to me too.”
"I know you're right, but I'm heartbroken." Gan Tang burst into tears, and it took her a long time to calm down: "If my father hadn't become a vegetable, I can't guarantee I wouldn't have betrayed him."
"You wouldn't!" Mo Huaixing answered confidently, then countered, "Why didn't you tell me you liked me when you didn't know I was an undercover agent?"
Gan Tang was taken aback by his question. Perhaps they shared the same beliefs, the obsession of idealists, but she lacked the courage to do what she believed was right, fearing it wasn't worth it.
"Mo Huaixing, you know, I've never believed in the idea of good deeds being rewarded and evil deeds being punished, because time is endless, and so is evil." Gan Tang said with some heartache, "If one day you find that this world isn't worth your efforts, will you regret your decision today?"
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?" Mo Huaixing sighed. "How could I not know the hypocrisy, greed, and selfishness of this world? Perhaps we can never reach the ideal shore, but as long as we walk on the road to our ideal, our country and nation will never deviate from the course."
"Does one have to be a policeman?" Gan Tang asked.
“No, it’s just that I want to be a policeman.” Mo Huaixing pressed his cheek against hers and said, word by word, “In a world where power reigns supreme, people are fearful; in a world where money reigns supreme, people are ugly; only in a world that operates on order are people free. I want the people I love to be free.”
Gan Tang finally understood why she had rushed towards him without considering anything in the first place.
Admittedly, this world belongs to realists, who enjoy the conveniences of this world while scathingly mocking the delusions of idealists.
But what they didn't know was that this imperfect reality was bought with the lives of countless idealists. Without them, the hell on earth would be more than eighteen levels deep.
I crave luxury and power, but I crave even more the faith you swore to defend to the death.
"Did I do something wrong today?" She was referring to concealing Lu Zhengqian's whereabouts.
Mo Huaixing didn't answer her, but instead asked, "Is it for me?"
Gan Tang felt guilty: "He's been quite good to me."
"So good that you'd risk your life to tip her off?" Mo Huaixing grumbled, touching her still-flat stomach. "The child will be heartbroken knowing he has such a cruel mother."
“I didn’t know I was pregnant at the time. I was afraid you would go to him and make everything go back to that day.”
It has to be said, she guessed right. He even wrote his will because of this.
Mo Huaixing's heart trembled violently. "So, you're going to trade your life for mine?"
Gan Tang nodded. "If he feels that you owe him a life, then I will repay him with my life. If he is willing to let me go, it means that he has forgiven you, and you don't need to think about this matter anymore."
"Silly girl, is it worth it for me?"
“Of course it’s worth it!” Gan Tang answered without the slightest hesitation: “You are the best person I have ever met.”
"Really?" Mo Huaixing asked with a smile, "Isn't it Chu Jiahe?"
"I'm serious," Gan Tang said, slapping him in dissatisfaction.
Mo Huaixing only wanted to distract her because she seemed preoccupied, but he didn't expect it to provoke such violence. He smiled, took her hand, and asked, "What do you want to do in the future?"
Gan Tang teased him, "Of course you should go find Chu Jiahe and ask him if he's still willing to get back together with me."
"Hey, hey, hey!" Mo Huaixing tapped her on the head: "You're carrying my child!"
"So what? Jiahe isn't a pedantic person."
Her little face was raised, a look of smug pride on her face. Mo Huaixing lowered his head and kissed her. The kiss pleased the person in his arms, and Gan Tang finally gave him a satisfactory answer.
"I'll listen to you."
Mo Huaixing pinched her nose: "A young lady should have her own opinions."
“I have my own opinions, and my opinion is to listen to you.”
She survived because she trusted him. Those who blamed him for not helping her never considered that she was the only one on that cruise ship who managed to save herself. People must save themselves before others can help them.
Mo Huaixing was pleased by her compliment and smiled, "Although I know you're lying, I'm still very happy."
"How could I say it was a lie?" Gan Tang scratched him.
She would throw a tantrum, and he would play along with her. He never showed it; his attitude towards his own father was as if he were a complete stranger. But beneath his smiling eyes lay a deep sadness.
Time will never stop; he will still search for his biological father and bring him to justice.
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