I am terminally ill, but I am healing the world with my songs

People carefully held bouquets of flowers, slowly walking towards Wen He's tombstone.

Gently, they placed the flowers, filled with deep affection and sorrow, in front of the tomb.

Everyone's steps seemed to become heavier.

A grief that was hard to describe with words was revealed on their faces.

There were also many fans from overseas who spared no effort to travel thousands of miles, crossing oceans, just to be able to personally participate in this funeral ceremony held in Guangzhou.

Cherishing their deep love and respect for Wen He, they traveled a long distance, just to see him off on his final journey.

Such scenes played out continuously, and time passed quietly without anyone noticing.

Before long, the piled-up flowers were as high as a small mountain.

These beautiful flowers, with Wen He's tombstone as the center, gradually spread outwards.

Eventually, they formed a colorful and magnificent sea of flowers.

Looking out, this sea of flowers was like a huge painting.

Such a large-scale funeral ceremony was an extremely rare sight, even on a global scale.

The large crowd gathered here was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that it was a little scary.

The entire scene was silent, without a trace of noise.

This extremely oppressive atmosphere made the air seem to solidify.

Even the sky above, which should have been clear and blue, was now gloomy and overcast.

Thick dark clouds filled the sky, as if even heaven was feeling sorrow and grief for Wen He's departure.

Bang, bang, bang…

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

Just when everyone was in deep sorrow.

The sound of knocking on the coffin lid came from below Wen He's tombstone.

And it was accompanied by Wen He's confused inquiry.

This sudden movement and sound made everyone present slightly stunned.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking at Wen He's tombstone in disbelief.

Bang, bang, bang…

"Hello? Could someone please take off my eye mask? It's a bit dark in here."

"Why are you kidnapping me? I warn you, let me out immediately! I'm not someone to be trifled with!"

"You still won't let me out, huh? I'm telling you, if you mess with me, nothing will happen to you."

"If you insist on messing with me, then I'm done for."

"We honest people, although we don't cause trouble, we are also very afraid of it."

"The person who angers me can secretly rejoice, you have angered the most easily provoked person within a hundred miles."

Hearing Wen He's voice constantly coming from below his tombstone.

Everyone present understood what was going on.

Hearing Wen He's extremely humorous remarks, he brought the [Wimpy Literature] to its extreme.

The corners of everyone's mouths couldn't be well restrained, and they inadvertently rose slightly.

Although they knew that laughing at this time was not very appropriate.

But there was no way, they hadn't received professional training.

It was understandable that they couldn't hold it in.

Bang, bang, bang…

"You still won't let me out? Okay, okay, you're bullying me, right? I don't believe I can't withstand it."

"Today, you've kicked cotton, you will receive 0 lessons from me."

"The consequence of you provoking me is that you provoked me, because I have no power to fight back."

"Don't touch my bottom line again and again, if you touch my bottom line, I will... lower my bottom line."

"You remember this, no matter what you remember, just remember it."

"Wah, wah, wah…"

"Everyone laughs at me, but I'm the funniest."

The corners of their mouths, which were already difficult to suppress, couldn't be held back even more at this moment.

They forcefully suppressed the frantically rising corners of their mouths, and the expressions on their faces were like Sichuan opera face-changing.

Sometimes rising up, sometimes瘪 down.

From time to time, it was accompanied by strong deep breaths.

Their eyes darted around, and their whole body was exerting force.

Shut up, mouth, stop it!

If they laughed out loud at this time…

Everything would be over!

Just when everyone was frantically trying to hold back their laughter.

A very short "pfft"-like laugh was heard from the crowd.

The duration of this laughter was very short, so short that it was only a moment.

But it was such a small movement that was like a balloon filled with air, punctured with a small hole.

The consequences were unimaginable.

In an instant!

People could no longer control their facial muscles and began to laugh wildly.

The scene was as crazy as it could be.

It was clearly a funeral, but it was made to look like some kind of party.

A group of people laughed so hard that they couldn't close their mouths.

The most deadly thing was.

Laughter is contagious.

Especially since there were already so many people here.

This spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and in a short while, the entire scene became almost uncontrollable.

"Hello? Are you guys laughing? Stop laughing! What's so funny!"

"Can't you guys have a little conscience! I'm still trapped in here!"

"I curse you heartless guys to be happy, joyful, carefree, and to be promoted and become rich."

"That's right! I see you guys laughing so happily, how about I let you guys double your happiness?"

"After all, I'm not a fan of sad endings, I hope everyone can send me off with a smile."

"A new song, for everyone."