Some people say…
“This society only teaches girls to dress conservatively, not to walk alone at night, not to be alone, and not to take a taxi at night, but it never teaches men to respect women.”
But in fact…
Many families have told their boys since they were young not to bully girls and to protect them.
It's just that the world is too big.
We cannot ensure that everyone receives the same education.
Telling girls not to dress up beautifully and walk alone at night is telling you to protect yourselves.
You can't gamble your safety on the quality of the people around you.
This world is not a fairyland or a paradise, and it is impossible for thirteen hundred million people not to have a single bad person.
Life is only one, don't joke about your own safety.
This is prevention.
But if it is said after this kind of thing happens, it becomes victim blaming.
Once something really happens, we shouldn't blame the girl for how she dresses or why she walks alone at night.
What she should get is care, comfort, and understanding.
Instead of being pointed at by others.
There are angels in the world like Wen He, who have lung cancer but still try their best to give warmth to others.
There are also beasts who commit atrocities.
There is also a group of cold-blooded monsters who don't mind making things worse and constantly attack the victims from a moral high ground.
Wen He's song shows these three groups of people vividly.
“Still sad, God said, singing will be much better.”
“He's lying, it's not, I've already sung myself hoarse.”
“Want to bloom flowers for the world, you teach me how to express it~”
“Is it necessary to kneel down to you…”
From Wen He's hoarse throat.
They heard the most pious plea.
The listeners burst into tears and were extremely sad.
But the composer was already on the verge of collapse.
It's like cold words and songs can't sing a song that moves people's hearts.
[Every song Wen He sings… is the most sincere voice from the depths of his heart… I can really hear it… He is praying for those poor angels with his heart… Pleading to God… ]
[I think… if there really is a God in this world… it must be like Wen He… His heart that pities the world… is definitely the purest thing in the world… ]
[The foxtail grass on the dirt slope hasn't recovered yet… I didn't expect to be given such intensity again today… There isn't a single song that I don't cry to… ]
[The depressing song god really lives up to his name… This song is really sad to the extreme… I really can't imagine how desperate a child would be to experience those things… ]
[I feel sorry for Wen He… and even more sorry for the little girl in Wen He's song… ]
“If you will be greedy for me~”
“Why hurt me~”
“Yes, forgive you~”
“Growing up carrying ten thousand pounds of burden…”
“Why not save me~”
“Humans are so ridiculous~”
“Why have they withered~”
“It's not just me…”
The tens of thousands of viewers at the scene were already in tears.
The images given to them by the song.
Made them seem to really see that inhumane scene.
The girl shouted for help, reaching out to everyone, hoping someone could pull her out.
But as bystanders, they were powerless and could only watch helplessly.
This desperate emotion almost suffocated them.
They longed for someone to come and save the little girl.
People who were suppressed to the extreme, held hope, hoping that this song would have a reversal, and someone would give her a hand.
“Will you, grab me, pinch me, tear me apart~”
“Will you, strangle me, bite me, tear me apart~”
“Just a moment, let me hide, hide quietly~”
“I'm really doubting it.”
“Maybe the world doesn't welcome me~”
However…
Their imagination was completely shattered by Wen He's song.
Great despair is like a black curtain covering the entire world.
The hope they had been looking forward to did not arrive as scheduled.
What replaced it was the cruel violence.
Wen He's song is not to bring salvation and healing to everyone.
But to make everyone realize how terrible it would be if this kind of thing really happened.
Because not everyone is so lucky, when they encounter danger, there will always be heroes who step forward.
What's more, this kind of thing usually happens in sparsely populated places.
Quiet alleys at night, abandoned construction sites, and green gauze tents…
[I'm really going to cry to death… I'm really afraid that this kind of thing will happen to my daughter… I will collapse… ]
[The world doesn't welcome you… but it doesn't matter… we welcome you… we will embrace you… protect you… love you… ]
[I finally understand… why this song is called "Growing Up Carrying Ten Thousand Pounds of Burden"… It turns out that every girl has been enduring malice since birth… ]
[The world gave them a beautiful face, a cheerful and kind personality, but in the end, they were torn to pieces by those demons hiding in the shadows… ]
[I often like to take a walk outside alone, and I like to go to sparsely populated places. Sometimes I meet some girls, and they are all frightened by me, but it doesn't matter, because the hunter is indeed terrible. So far, I have saved three girls who were molested by drunkards.]
“With disheveled hair, many scars, if you don’t recognize me~”
“But sprouting, smiling flowers, the belly is getting bigger and bigger~”
As the song gradually came to an end.
Wen He sang while his figure sank.
Until he completely disappeared on the stage, and the sound did not stop.
Wen He's appearance was reflected on the huge screen at the same time.
“Thinking that the people I see are the same, I deliberately fool myself~”
“Finally, I feel scared because of what I believe…”
When the song was completely over.
The suppressed and desperate emotions gradually dissipated.
People breathed a sigh of relief.
People in tears suddenly burst into thunderous applause.
But Yunyun, who had listened to the whole song, couldn't recover for a long time.
She looked at Wen He's appearance on the screen with tears in her eyes.
The tears that had just been wiped away filled her eyes again.
— “You stand there, with a gentle light on your body.”
— “Thousands of people are applauding for you.”
— “My cold heart is ecstatic because of you.”
— “You are the only god I believe in, and I am your most loyal believer.”
Yunyun's gray eyes were lit up by Wen He's singing.
And the person who illuminated others was being rushed to the medical room backstage at this moment.
“Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough cough!!!”
The bright red blood that spewed out during the violent coughing was like blooming fireworks.
Using his own life to illuminate people's path.
He weakly held the oxygen mask, and after each violent cough, he immediately tried his best to take a breath of hard-won oxygen.
The severe headache made him feel as if there were many bugs wriggling and gnawing in his brain.
The indescribable pain made Wen He's face extremely hideous.
“There are… two more songs…”
“Have to get through it…”
