Chapter 230 Extra - Liao Qian and Wu Cheng Chapter 18
at a funeral.
Everyone present was dressed in black, and the atmosphere of silence reached its peak.
Before the cremation, Liao Qian insisted on taking one last look at Wu Cheng, and no one was interested.
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 had makeup on his face to cover up the blue-gray marks. He looked very clean and natural and peaceful, as if he was asleep.
A tear rolled down Liao Qian's eye. She wanted to touch his hand, but was carried 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 is? He won't come back!"
After hearing these words, Liao Qian fell to the ground in bewilderment and watched his body being pushed in for cremation.
"Wu Cheng!" She cried out miserably with red eyes.
She knew he would never come back.
At this moment, she was all alone in this world, with only her 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 various countries attending in their best attire.
The flash lights on the scene kept shooting the brightly dressed guests.
"Sissi is here!"
"My goddess!"
"Quick shot."
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 hem of her skirt was exquisitely done, with gold threads simulating the wonders of magnificent mountains and rivers, expressing an oriental sentiment.
Her hair was piled up in an elegant pile, which matched her cool face and graceful and elegant look in her eyes.
She was accompanied by the film's director and creative team, who all appeared in unison, standing in the middle of the red carpet, being photographed and interviewed by the media.
The awards ceremony was solemn and dignified, with the huge stage surrounded by lights.
After walking the red carpet, they sat in the audience seats, waiting for the upcoming awards ceremony.
Liao Qian's partner beside her whispered to her, "Xixi, are you nervous?"
This is the fifth time that Liao Qian has been nominated for the Best Actress award at the film festival, but she has never won the award.
This time she still kept a calm mind and just let fate take its course whether she could get it or not.
"It's not bad."
The award ceremony included opening speeches, singing and dancing performances, film screenings of 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 was only nervous for a moment when the Best Actress award was announced.
When she heard her name, she was stunned for a while.
Following 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, with tears in her eyes, and delivered her acceptance speech.
"Thank you to the film festival, thank you to the jury, thank you to my family, friends and fans for their support. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am today. I didn't expect that I would be able to cross the mountain so quickly. I think the person waiting for me on the other side is me nine years ago. I will stay true to my original aspiration and keep going forward bravely and hard. Thank you."
…
After the award ceremony, she changed her clothes and went straight back home.
After landing, he went straight to the cemetery.
Night falls and the evening wind blows.
Liao Qian was wearing a black coat and holding a bunch of bright daisies in her hands.
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 seen from afar.
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 have 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 must be eager to hear about everyone's current situation."
She said to herself, "Mi'er and Xiao's child has grown up and is very well behaved. He even calls me mommy. Yutong is also pregnant. He Fei is watching her very closely. Everyone is doing well. Don't worry."
After talking for a while, she felt dry in the mouth and could only hear the gentle wind in her ears responding to her.
Liao Qian looked at his photo and raised her hand to gently touch his face. It felt cold, like ice, 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 coincidence. There is no such a coincidence in the world."
"You lied to me that you were on a business trip... You didn't have any business at all, so why did you stay there in the end?"
"Hold a meeting, hold a meeting. You made this up to deceive me."
"I later learned that the producer and director I had offended and who had a criminal record had run into trouble overseas. I heard that they were working with a drug lord and were killed in a fight for routes and shares. The police uncovered this when the Xiao family helped to strangle the drug dealer."
"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 stronger. Her limbs were frozen stiff.
She stood up, her legs already numb, and took a last look at his photo.
"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 louder and louder.
…
Liao Qian went to the nursing home to see her mother.
After treatment, my mother has gotten much better and is now able to 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, naturally resting her head in her arms.
Seeing her like this, Chen Ping was a little worried. "What's wrong? What's going on?"
"Mom, do you think I am a bad luck?"
My father passed away early, and my mother is ill. It’s so hard for me to like someone, and…
People who get close to her always become unhappy.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Liao Qian didn't want to make her worry, "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt very tired."
"Silly child, take a rest when you are tired, don't push yourself too hard."
"Mom, do you still miss Dad now?"
"Of course, I never forget it."