Shi Mingyu grinned and kept clapping for him.
Song Ci looked at him, a smile slowly appearing in her eyes. Perhaps in the original book, Shi Mingyu had also been like this, overjoyed and excited at Qian Wu's award. His hands were red from clapping, but still, he continued. However, he then turned around and left when Qian Wu needed the support the most. From then on, he could no longer untie the knot in his heart. He did not even feel worthy of cheering for him.
Now, Qian Wu was publicly thanking him on stage, while Shi Mingyu was sitting in the audience with tears in his eyes. They would always be best friends, confidants most sincere in their efforts. Shi Mingyu would no longer be so guilty that he did not dare to raise his head.
