After Wen He finished singing that deeply moving song with heartfelt emotion.
His figure gradually disappeared from the brilliantly lit stage.
At that moment, the audience below the stage subconsciously thought…
That this soul-stirring concert was about to come to an end.
After all, no one had ever seen Wen He sing two songs consecutively in such a short period of time before.
More importantly, everyone knew clearly…
That this talented singer was suffering from the ruthless torment of lung cancer.
Although Wen He tried his best to hide it, not wanting everyone to see his painful appearance when he coughed up blood after singing.
But that kind of heart-wrenching cough seemed to have been deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts.
Just as people were immersed in loss and emotion…
The director unexpectedly came on stage and announced: "Next, there is another song waiting for everyone."
This news was like a thunderbolt!
Instantly igniting the enthusiasm of the entire audience!
The originally quiet scene almost boiled over in an instant!
Cheers and screams rose one after another, wave after wave, as if they were about to break through the roof of this venue!
This kind of frenzy only lasted for a moment.
Soon, people were like cold water being poured over their heads, and they quickly calmed down.
Because a terrible thought came to mind—
—With Wen He's current weak physical condition, it would probably be difficult to support the performance of a second song.
The cheers just now were only out of instinctive excitement and love for music.
And the frustration at this moment stems from rational thinking and concern for Wen He's health.
"Wen He, don't sing anymore! We just want you to live well!"
The audience below the stage shouted hoarsely.
Their eyes were already wet with tears.
"Yes…you always say that you hope to make us all happy…but why, in the end, are you always the only one silently enduring those endless sufferings?"
Another fan said, choking with sobs.
"Please…don't continue singing…be good to yourself…"
More and more people joined the ranks of shouting.
They waved the colorful glow sticks in their hands, like twinkling stars in the night sky.
Every wave seemed to carry the most sincere prayers and blessings from the depths of their hearts.
Those earnest calls, like a surging torrent.
Gathered together to form an incomparably powerful force.
This force hovered and echoed in the sky above the venue…
Deeply touching the hearts of everyone.
At this time, in the dressing room behind the stage, Wen He sat quietly on a chair.
A trace of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but there was still a faint smile on his face.
He knew that he didn't have much time left…
But even so, he still wanted to do his best to give more warmth to this world.
Because he always firmly believed that warmth is like a spark that can be passed on continuously.
Like a bright lamp, it can illuminate the way forward for countless people in the dark.
Perhaps one day, after he leaves this world…
Those warm seeds he has sown will take root, sprout, and grow strong.
A single spark is small, but one day it can start a prairie fire.
Although a single lamp is weak, it is enough to light thousands of lamps and illuminate the entire world.
Thinking of this, Wen He's smile became even brighter.
Although the pain in his body became more and more intense, his heart felt unprecedented peace and tranquility.
"Everyone has said so, why not listen to the fans?" Cheng Yudie said jokingly.
Because she knew that Wen He was extremely stubborn in this regard, and almost no persuasion would work.
"How many items are left on the wish list?" Wen He very sensibly changed the subject.
"Not many, only five items left." Cheng Yudie remembered very clearly.
In fact, many of these were added by Cheng Yudie, feeling that Wen He should experience them in this life.
If only Wen He's wishes were considered, then only [Go to the amusement park] remained unfulfilled.
"If Yunyun feels better today after listening to these three songs of mine, let's take her to Disney, her parents said she likes the characters there very much." Wen He suggested.
"You…you're still thinking about others even when you're fulfilling your own wishes."
"There are also many fun things in Disney, it won't delay anything." Wen He said with a light smile.
"Okay, I promise you, and you don't have to worry too much, I just saw Yunyun, and after crying a lot, she is already much better now."
"Is that so…that's good, this is one of the few things I can do for her, I hope she can get rid of the pain and get better soon."
Not long ago, Wen He had been struggling in his heart, wondering how to spend the little time he had left.
In the end, between the two options of [Living freely] and [Holding a concert of his own], he resolutely chose the latter.
And the key person who prompted him to make this decision was the girl named Yunyun.
Wen He was already an extremely soft-hearted person who could not bear to see the suffering of the world.
Although he himself was suffering from the torment of illness, he still could not turn a blind eye to the misfortune of others.
It was precisely because of this that when he saw Yunyun, a strong sense of mission surged in his heart—
—To use his limited life to spread warmth and light.
In fact, Wen He didn't have many special ideas about whether to hold a concert at first.
After all, he had participated in the "The Coming One" program before, and had already experienced the feeling of standing in the center of a stage watched by all.
However, his state of mind at this moment was already different…
This concert was no longer just about personal glory or dream fulfillment, but carried more and deeper meaning.
It would become Wen He's way of lighting the lamp of hope for those in the dark.
After resting for half an hour.
Wen He's condition had recovered almost completely.
He informed the director that he was now ready to start the second song.
"Now, please let us welcome Wen He with warm applause!"
As a loud voice sounded, Wen He slowly appeared in the center of the stage with a shallow smile, as if nothing had happened.
The huge venue was silent for a moment, and then burst into thunderous applause!
