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

Recalling Wen He's actions throughout his life…

Everyone present couldn't suppress the grief and despair in their hearts.

Some cried with heart-wrenching sobs, their wails seemingly piercing the sky.

Others wept silently, their cheeks soaked with tears.

Crystal clear teardrops fell incessantly like pearls with broken strings.

Some even traced a beautiful arc in the air before heavily hitting the ground, splashing up tiny droplets.

Amidst this atmosphere of sorrow, Wen He's voice didn't cease.

He continued to sing slowly with a calm, almost unsettling voice…

“One day, perhaps we'll drift far away.”

“Perhaps we'll meet again.”

“Whether in a crowd or at the edge of the world.”

“Let me see your face clearly again.”

“Let tears fill my eyes.”

“Though speechless, tears stream down my face~”

“I don't want a god's halo~”

“I only want your ordinariness…”

If, in the depths of someone's heart, Wen He's familiar and kind figure is gradually blurring and fading away,

it means they no longer rely on Wen He's warm companionship.

The dark abyss they were once trapped in has also been broken free from through their efforts.

However, if no matter where they go, they still occasionally encounter Wen He,

then it's very likely they are currently trapped in a dark low point in their life journey.

But, please don't worry, because Wen He will definitely stay by their side, never abandoning them.

He is like a gentle and warm sun, silently gazing at them with eyes full of vitality and love.

The light he emits is like the dawn at daybreak, piercing through layers of mist, dispelling the haze in their hearts.

Bringing them light and strength, allowing them to stay away from sorrow and darkness.

Wen He's inner desires were very small.

He only hoped that everyone could live a peaceful and ordinary life.

Compared to being wealthy and prosperous, this vast world is clearly filled with more hardships and difficulties.

Therefore, he sincerely hoped that everyone could be lucky enough to avoid those ever-present tribulations and live a simple but happy life.

“Recognize regret in heartbreak.”

“Life is long and short.”

“A beating heart grows vines.”

“Willing to fight for danger.”

“Fall into darkness, plunge into the abyss.”

“A face covered in mud~”

“Without a god's halo~”

“Grasp the ordinariness in your hands…”

“No regrets in this heart, this life (Chorus)”

“The flame of life has been ignited (Chorus)”

As this song came to an end…

Their emotions were like a powder keg that had been ignited, exploding instantly.

Almost to the point of complete loss of control.

Everyone broke down and wailed.

Those materialists who firmly believed that there were no ghosts or gods in the world.

Were constantly praying in their hearts.

【Please, gods… don't take his life… If possible… please take my life instead…】

【Wen He is the person in this world who deserves to live the most… but he died at the age of eighteen, as beautiful as a flower… He died on the day of his own nineteenth birthday…】

【He hoped that we would be loved by this world, but this world has never loved him from beginning to end… from beginning to end…】

【Before meeting Wen He… I had always sneered at so-called “love” and “kindness”… and firmly believed that this world was only about cold, hard interests… until I saw Wen He willing to give up his life to fight for the light to shine on more people…】

【He has already suffered enough in this world… Please, gods… let Wen He be happier in his next life… let him be happier… Please, gods…】

At Wen He's funeral, there was a sea of people, countless people gathered here.

Their eyes were filled with tears, and their sorrow was overflowing.

Looking around, there wasn't a single dry face in the crowd, everyone was crying their eyes out.

And the live broadcast, transmitted in real time through cameras, touched the hearts of millions upon millions of people around the world.

The audience in front of the screens, seeing this heartbreaking scene, couldn't help but burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

That intense grief seemed to be able to penetrate the screen, infecting the depths of everyone's heart.

At this moment…

The already somewhat dim sky gradually began to drizzle with cold rain.

The raindrops fell pattering down, wetting the ground, and also soaking people's clothes and hearts.

Could it be that even the heavens were weeping for him?

But…

If the heavens were truly mourning for him, then why did they have to take away his young and precious life so hastily?

Perhaps the heavens are not omnipotent either, and there are things it cannot control.

Just like birth, old age, sickness, and death, the cycle of reincarnation, these are all natural laws of the universe that are irresistible.

Even so, people are still willing to believe that the kind Wen He will be properly placed and treated kindly in heaven.

Because in his lifetime, he used his love and warmth to illuminate the lives of countless people.

“Alright, it's getting late, everyone should go back soon.”

“But before you leave, I want to recommend someone to everyone.”

“Wen Ze, he is my younger brother, and he works very hard in music.”

“I believe that if it's him, he will definitely create more and better songs.”

“Finally, what I want to tell everyone is that I am actually a complete pessimist, I just feel that…”

“This world is already cold enough, there must be something to warm the heart.”