Chapter 297
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It was one night after Qiao Anhao had gone to Hangzhou to share a room with him for two months.
It was that night that their relationship, which was originally getting closer, gradually drifted apart. In the end, they had practically no interaction at all.
Today, it had been five years since then. Whenever he dreamed of that night, he would wake up from the pain in his dreams.
That night was the annual award ceremony of the Golden Film Festival. That night, he had won the Best Supporting Male Lead Award for his hugely popular "Longing". That night was the start of his career, and it was also Qiao Anhao's twenty-first birthday.
In the past, no matter how busy he was, he would come to Beijing to celebrate Qiao Anhao's birthday.
If he had a choice, he would have wanted to come to Beijing to celebrate her birthday as well.
But he had to go to Shanghai to participate in the Golden Film Festival, because it would affect the future of his acting career. If he had really won the Best Supporting Male Lead Award that night, he would have been successful in his career.
He had worked hard for four whole years just for this day, to make himself better and more capable, to be able to give her the best in the world.
So after weighing the pros and cons, he decided to go to Shanghai from Hengdian.
But before he boarded the plane, he arranged for his assistant to go to Beijing to give Qiao Anhao two birthday gifts. One was the black swan cake that she liked to order for her birthday every year, and the other was a bouquet of fresh flowers that he had asked someone to fly over from France that morning. Inside the flowers was a card with the words he had personally written: "Jinnian will be happy with you."
In fact, he was quite happy that night, because the Golden Film Festival's Best Second Male Lead really fell on his head. He took the crystal trophy under the eyes of thousands of people. Facing the warm applause from the media and his peers, he was excited and touched at that moment.
The Golden Film Festival ended at eight in the evening, four hours before Qiao Anhao's birthday. He didn't attend the follow-up banquet, but that night, he hugged the trophy. Without even changing out of his gown, he took a plane back to Beijing.
When the plane arrived at Beijing International Airport, it was already 10: 30 pm. Because he was able to make it in time, he didn't inform his assistant in advance that he was coming to Beijing. As soon as he got off the plane, in order to make the best use of his time, he hailed a taxi and went to the Qiao family's old house.
When the taxi came down from the airport highway, it suddenly started to drizzle in Beijing. He sat in the back seat, staring at the gradually blurring car window. He thought back to the first time he had been in close contact with her on a rainy day. For some reason, his heart softened, and he felt an indescribable nervousness.
The moment he thought about how he was going to confess to Qiao Anhao, his heart started to race. Even his palms, which were holding onto the trophy, started to sweat.
At 11: 15 pm, the car steadily stopped in front of the Qiao family's old house. He paid and got off.
Qiao Anhao's birthday party should have ended by now. The Qiao family's courtyard was very quiet, only the main door was open, and the guards were nowhere to be seen.
After the taxi left, he took a deep breath and walked toward Qiao Qiao's house. As he walked, he was still organizing his words in his mind. However, before he reached Qiao Qiao's house, he stopped, and his eyes fell on the trash can on the side.
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