【117. Funeral in Dream】
When Cheng Qingxing heard this, he was silent for a while, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.
After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Forget it. I don't want my funeral to be too lively. It's better if you don't come."
After saying that, he pushed the wheelchair out.
Zheng Xuhe followed behind him, raised one hand and helped him push from behind.
Cheng Qingxing actually thought about what Zheng Xuhe would look like when he came to attend his funeral.
After all, he himself is very clear about his physical condition, and he will definitely walk ahead of Zheng Xuhe.
When Zheng Xuhe came to attend his funeral, there shouldn't be anyone else around him, right?
But he was not sure, because Zheng Xuhe might have married Bai Hengxi on the day he died.
It's normal to bring Bai Hengxi to his funeral, right?
He believed that Bai Hengxi was a very generous person and would not care about such a small matter.
"What will you say when you attend my funeral?" Cheng Qingxing asked him in a low voice.
"have no idea."
Zheng Xuhe actually answered him.
Cheng Qingxing turned his head and glanced at him. There was no expression on his face, and he seemed to have accepted everything with pleasure.
"Then why are you going to my funeral?"
"I have to see you one last time." Zheng Xuhe answered decisively without any hesitation.
He seemed to have anticipated that he would ask himself this question, so the answer was prepared in advance.
The two did not talk about this topic anymore, and today's shooting officially began.
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At around nine o'clock in the evening, Cheng Qingxing got off work, changed his clothes, and was about to leave when Zhao Xueyi arrived.
She smiled and pushed his wheelchair, wanting him to go with her, but found that she couldn't push it.
"Where are you pushing me to?" Cheng Qingxing laughed with a hint of indulgence, "I didn't press the switch. If you push harder, I might fall down."
When Zhao Xueyi heard this, she immediately stopped and said with a smile: "Let's go eat. Actor Zheng is treating us to a midnight snack. Let's go."
"If he invites me, I won't go." Cheng Qingxing was too lazy to deal with the people eating. "My foot is injured and I can't have a midnight snack, so I won't go."
Cheng Qingxing is now somewhat averse to drinking and dinner parties and doesn't want to socialize at all.
He knew that this was not a good thing. If he wanted to move up, he would have to attend this kind of drinking party, but for the time being, he planned not to go.
"Not everyone, just the three of us." Zheng Xuhe came out from next door, "Aunt Wang took a day off today, so she can't cook for us. Your leg is also injured, so you can't cook."
"Is that so?" Cheng Qingxing stretched his neck. "Just go back and have some porridge. We still have some business to discuss. It's not convenient to eat outside."
"Alright."
It was obviously a normal conversation, but Zhao Xueyi, who was standing by, was stunned and couldn't believe her ears.
"When did you two start living together?"
Zhao Xueyi was very good at grasping the key points. From the conversation between the two people, she could clearly perceive that they were already living together.
"A few days ago." Zheng Xuhe replied, walked over and took the wheelchair from her hand, "If you don't want to go, let's go back."
"Wow~" Zhao Xueyi sighed sarcastically, "Does no one care whether I live or die?"
She didn't even have dinner because a famous movie star asked her to treat him to a midnight snack, just to have a midnight snack with her partner, but when someone said he didn't want to eat anymore, she didn't eat anymore.
Then what is she?
"You're hungry, just go out and eat something." Zheng Xuhe didn't care about her life or death at all, "We'll go back first."
"Hey!" Although Zhao Xueyi expressed disgust verbally, she walked out honestly on her own.
Zheng Xuhe pushed Cheng Qingxing towards the underground garage. Along the way, neither of them spoke until they were about to get in the car, then Cheng Qingxing spoke.
"My legs are not convenient, so I will sit in the back later."
"Is it okay for you to sit in the back alone?" Zheng Xuhe opened the back door, looked at his legs, and asked uncertainly.
Cheng Qingxing smiled and said, "It's just a left leg. There's nothing wrong with the right leg. You can still do whatever you want."
He said as he stood up, then stood up on his right leg and hopped into the back position on one foot.
Although it was difficult for him to enter the city, he finally sat in the back seat.
Zheng Xuhe folded his wheelchair in the back and then got into the car.
"I will take care of Qin Shaojie's affairs, you don't have to worry."
"Yeah." Cheng Qingxing looked at the scenery outside with a calm tone, then smiled and replied, "I'm not worried about your ability to handle things."
He never worried about Zheng Xuhe's ability to do things. He was only worried about his own ability to do things.
Compared to the three-time Golden Globes Award winner in the entertainment industry who has the power to cover the sky with one hand, he, an eighteen-tier unknown actor, is the one who should be the most careful, so as not to be harmed by people like Qin Shaojie again.
On the way back, both of them were silent and didn't say a word to each other. The atmosphere was weird and awkward.
When they arrived at Zheng Xuhe's house, Zheng Xuhe made him some porridge. Cheng Qingxing sat on the sofa. Maybe because he was really tired, he began to feel drowsy.
I put my plaster leg on the coffee table and fell asleep before I knew it.
He had a dream in a cemetery.
In the dream, it started to drizzle, and the rain was continuous and very uncomfortable.
He walked forward step by step, and no one paid any attention to him.
Those who came included Bai Zhian, Lin Hengyi who had just gotten married, and even Miaomiao.
In the dream, he didn't even have to move forward to know who was lying next to the tombstone.
When he reached the end, he saw a tombstone with a black-and-white photo of him and his name on it.
"Ah, it was just a dream." Cheng Qingxing sighed softly.
Because he knew he was dreaming, he didn't take it too seriously and just sat casually on his own tombstone.
Watching the people who came give me flowers one by one.
He counted them and found that there were only about a dozen people, and the one who cried the most miserably was Sister Li.
When she was talking to him, she also mentioned her daughter, and she started crying. He watched from the side and couldn't help laughing.
Sister Li really treats him as her own son, so she is especially good to him and will always be by his side no matter what happens.
After Sister Li left, there was no one else in his cemetery. He thought he could fall asleep peacefully, but he heard Zheng Xuhe's voice.
"Cheng Qingxing."
"Cheng Qingxing."
"Cheng Qingxing, wake up!"
The continuous calling sounds, one, two, three times, woke him up from his dream.
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