Chapter 77

Chapter 77

When Fu Qingyan shouted those two words, his voice was already hoarse beyond recognition.

He looked at the door that was tightly shut, completely isolating him from the other person.

A flood of images flashed through his mind.

Guilt and self-reproach immediately came crashing down on him.

His throat tightened uncontrollably. Fu Qingyan knew that this time, he had to offer a long-overdue apology to Su Xingyao.

"Xingyao, I know you probably don't want to see me right now."

"But please allow me to offer this belated apology."

"I'm truly sorry for misunderstanding you about the fire all these years."

"You might think I'm trying to justify myself, but I thought Shen Huaixi was the one who saved me."

"I'm so sorry, Xingyao."

"I shouldn't have blamed you before knowing the truth all those years ago."

"I'm sorry..."

Fu Qingyan kept repeating his apologies, confessing his guilt and mistakes over and over, losing all the dignity and prestige of a celebrated movie star.

Some passing staff members stared at Fu Qingyan in disbelief as he lost all composure.

Everyone was curious about what was really going on with him, why he was standing at Su Xingyao's door, his eyes red, but not a single person dared to ask.

Fu Qingyan ignored their stares, stubbornly standing right outside Su Xingyao's rest room.

At that moment, nothing else mattered.

Fame, reputation, even his incredibly important acting career...

He had hated Su Xingyao for six years, ever since the fire nearly destroyed his career.

But now he realized that compared to Su Xingyao, all of that meant nothing.

If he could choose, he'd rather have lost everything than hurt Su Xingyao, even a little.

But it was too late to change anything.

Thinking about all that Su Xingyao had endured over the years, Fu Qingyan realized even more that his apology now felt hollow.

"Xingyao... I was so selfish... I only ever thought about myself."

The door stayed firmly shut.

No matter how much Fu Qingyan apologized, the wooden door remained silent.

It was as if this door had completely separated him and Su Xingyao into different worlds.

The silent response caused a layer of moisture to well up in Fu Qingyan's eyes.

"Xingyao... please open the door... I'm not here to beg for your forgiveness, I just want to apologize... please open the door, let's meet... I'm begging you..."

Fu Qingyan's eyes were red, his voice trembling, his entire demeanor humble to the point of groveling in the dust.

Xiao Li watched from afar, seeing Fu Qingyan muttering incoherently and begging, her heart feeling a pang of pity.

She carefully approached him from behind, seeing his pale lips, and finally softly broke the cruel truth to him.

"Mr. Fu, please go back and rest," she said, her voice gentle but firm.

"There's no one in this room."

Xiao Li observed Fu Qingyan's expression, swallowed hard, and spoke with difficulty.

"Mr. Su, he... has already left."

Due to this sudden revelation, Su Xingyao immediately consulted with the production team.

In the end, he decided to withdraw from the finals and had already left with Lu Jiuxu.

Fu Qingyan, who had arrived too late, felt as though his heart had been forcefully ripped out, leaving an empty, painful void upon hearing the truth from Xiao Li.

His back, once straight, suddenly collapsed.

Fu Qingyan stood in front of Su Xingyao's empty rest area door for a long, long time, looking like a broken machine, his eyes dull and lifeless.

He had always felt that he owed Su Xingyao a proper apology.

But in fact, this apology meant nothing to Su Xingyao.

Because it was far too late...

Too late for Su Xingyao to wait even half a second for Fu Qingyan...

Disheveled and utterly defeated, Fu Qingyan stood for a long time in front of Su Xingyao's empty rest area door.

When he left, his body resembling a walking corpse, he encountered Wen Ningzhu hurrying over in the parking lot.

The usually elegant and noble woman had her hair in disarray tonight, her red eyes clearly showing she had just cried a storm.

The two didn't speak, just looked at each other at a distance.

They seemed to see through each other's intentions, yet neither of their steps stopped for even a half step.

Wen Ningzhu even hurriedly jogged in her high heels, afraid she'd miss something.

As they passed by each other, Fu Qingyan calmly blocked her path.

"Aunt Wen, Xing Yao has already left."

These eight short words caused Wen Ningzhu to halt in her tracks.

She took two steps back, looking as though she had suddenly wilted, aging several years in an instant.

Fu Qingyan glanced at her and said no more.

Leaving her standing there dazed, he drove away from the concert venue alone.

The streets were bustling as ever.

Traffic flowed steadily, and all worries and sorrows seemed to be swallowed by the night.

But just suddenly in the darkness, Fu Qingyan felt as if he had lost his direction in life.

Aimlessly driving, he passed through countless unfamiliar roads, and he had no idea where he was headed.

It was as if, in the beginning, his original intention to become a Best Actor wasn't to prove his acting skills or talent, but simply for Su Xingyao's proud "Best Actor Fu" to become a reality.

Gradually, amidst the hustle and bustle, he forgot all of this in the river of time and resentment.

Just as he was being swallowed by the night now.

Fu Qingyan forced a weak laugh.

Suddenly.

A blinding white light flashed by, making it impossible for Fu Qingyan to see anything.

With a loud crash, Fu Qingyan's car was hit head-on and sent flying off by the oncoming vehicle.

Pain surged through him, and blood immediately blurred his vision.

……

When he woke up again, Fu Qingyan felt as if he had been in an endless dream.

In the dream, Su Xingyao carried him out of the blazing fire.

His left hand was injured, and Su Xingyao's left shoulder was also severely hurt.

But this time, he didn't misunderstand him. Throughout, he firmly knew that the person who rushed into the fire to save him was Su Xingyao.

During the fire, he had been unconscious for a long time.

When he opened his eyes, Su Xingyao was already awake. He stood by his bedside, quietly looking at him.

The other's eyes smiled, and the soft morning light cast a halo on his cheeks.

Su Xingyao's amber eyes looked at him kindly and softly said, "Qingyan, you're awake."

Hearing this voice, Fu Qingyan, lying in the hospital bed, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The prolonged darkness made it hard for him to adjust to the room's morning light.

He closed his eyes again for several seconds before urgently looking towards the bedside again.

However, the ward was empty, with no sign of Su Xingyao.

He immediately grabbed the phone by his pillow and searched through it thoroughly.

There were so many missed calls and messages, but he couldn't find the foreign number.

Sitting alone on the hospital bed in a daze for a long time.

Fu Qingyan looked at his injured left hand and the phone in his hand. He felt a sense of destiny, as if six years had overlapped in time.

Six years ago, he also injured this hand and woke up in the hospital in the same way.

But he had cruelly severed the only connection he had with Su Xingyao back then.

Six years later, he had adopted the same position, holding his phone and waiting quietly.

However, in his heart, he understood that he would never receive that long-awaited phone call from Su Xingyao.

The "I'm sorry" he owed him, perhaps the other party would never want to hear it for the rest of his life.

That lifesaving friendship was discarded by him.

But what was lost couldn't be found simply because he wanted to find it again.

He and Su Xingyao would no longer be best friends, confidants, or even speak again.

And in his life, there would never be anyone who would fear his disappointment and wait for him for hours in the snow. Nor would there be anyone who would think of his safety first upon waking up at the brink of death.

He had betrayed such sincere affection.

They would perhaps never cross paths again.

There was no longer any place in Su Xingyao's life for Fu Qingyan.

Fu Qingyan gripped the phone in his hand tightly, desperately not wanting to let go.

Someone who had never felt as if he lacked anything now clearly understood what it truly meant to lose something.

But the enormous price he paid was too great.

It felt as if his heart was being sliced by a sharp knife.

The pain was so unbearable that he couldn't help but break down and cry out loud.

*

While many people were curious about what had happened when Fu Qingyan left early and had a car accident, it was mostly his fans who were concerned.

For the past few days, the entire internet's attention was focused on Su Xingyao.

With the "The Voice of Heaven" reveal and the rapid rise in popularity of the original song "Sister" by Su Xingyao,

Su Xingyao's name seemed to dominate the hot searches of various platforms every day.

#SuXingyaoLostTide

#SuXingyaoReveal

#SuXingyaoSister

#SuXingyaoRainPerformance

#ListeningToSisterAndCrying

#DialogueBetweenSuXingyaoAndSisterInTheRain

It was already surprising enough that Su Xingyao could sing.

But it turned out that he was also the musical genius LostTide from "The Voice of Heaven," who had remarkable singing skills and delivered countless divine performances!

The netizens were absolutely shocked, clutching their racing hearts as they came to terms with the fact that he is LostTide.

Who could have imagined that Su Xingyao would deliver such an amazing and stunning legendary performance on stage, in the pouring rain, to everyone!

Su Xingyao's song "Sister" quickly soared to over 100 million views after the episode aired, with the isolated clip breaking that mark in no time. The stage performance was also wildly shared and liked by netizens on short video platforms.

The audio of this song topped the listening, rising, heat, and popularity charts of The Voice of Heaven's authorized music platform overnight.

"Sister" is an incredibly gentle and touching song, but it became chart-topping, sweeping various major rankings in one go.

Everyone was amazed by Su Xingyao's astonishing talent, delicate emotions, and outstanding vocal skills.

Because of this, people's view of him changed completely.

"I used to think fans were blindly hyping Su Xingyao, but now I realize it was me who was blind. I'm just fanboying for Su Xingyao, wow wow wow, Su Shen (Su God) is really amazing!"

"Su Xingyao is really too good at writing and singing. I've been infinitely replaying 'Sister.' It's a lock for top spot this year."

"I listened to 'Sister' all night last night, and today my eyes are puffy like walnuts. Su Xingyao, you really know how to make me cry."

"Can Su Xingyao please release an album soon? I'll definitely buy it if 'Sister' is included."

"Please hold a concert soon. I can't wait, I love his live performances so much."

"I originally thought Su Xingyao was just a phenomenon in variety shows, but I didn't expect him to be a phenomenon in singing as well."

"So amazing, Su Xingyao, how did you get this strong without us knowing?"

"Maybe he has always been this strong, but was simply buried in obscurity before."

"@MovieStar, damn this stupid company. Get out and take the beating! You really deserve to die. Look what you've done to Su Xingyao, he should have blown up a long time ago."

"He should have blown up a long time ago +1. Damn, how come such a talented person is only being seen now? It's painful just thinking about it."

"So why did such a talented singer only become popular now and get noticed by us?"

Why did Su Xingyao always wear the mask before?