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

Bang, bang, bang…

The door opened.

Two people with tear-streaked faces looked at each other.

“Where is Wen He?” Gao Chongting asked first.

“He… he just fainted from coughing…” Cheng Yudie’s voice was a little hoarse.

Hearing this, Gao Chongting’s heart trembled, and he stared wide-eyed, confirming in disbelief: “Fainted from coughing!?”

“Yes…” Cheng Yudie nodded lightly.

Gao Chongting walked into the apartment, his eyes stinging red from the large pool of bright red blood on the floor.

He turned his head to look at Cheng Yudie with a shocked expression: “How could it be so serious…?”

Although Gao Chongting knew that Wen He would cough very badly after singing.

But until now, he had never personally witnessed Wen He’s suffocating, violent cough.

Cheng Yudie was the only one who had seen that side of Wen He.

Gao Chongting knew Wen He would cough up blood, but…

The large pool of blood in front of him had obviously exceeded his understanding of “coughing up blood”.

This isn’t coughing up blood, you couldn’t even vomit this much blood…

“Although he never said it, I can feel that every time he sings a song, his cough gets worse, and his condition further deteriorates.”

Cheng Yudie wasn’t stupid; such a violent cough couldn’t possibly have no impact.

“You tried to stop him, right?”

Gao Chongting also understood that after Cheng Yudie had seen Wen He’s violent cough, she couldn’t possibly let Wen He continue singing.

The fact that Wen He was still singing as always was enough to show that even Cheng Yudie couldn’t persuade him…

“Yes… he insisted on it…”

Faced with such a stubborn Wen He, she could only feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

After receiving the confirmation, Gao Chongting’s emotions, which he had already adjusted, were about to break down again.

After listening to Wen He’s song “Misplaced Time and Space”, he had already cried bitterly.

He knew very well that Wen He’s song was actually sung to him, wanting to comfort his heart.

But Gao Chongting didn’t know…

Wen He had to pay such a painful price to sing a song.

But he had to admit that Wen He’s song did make him feel a lot better now.

At least it had redeemed his soul, and it had also made him no longer entangled in the past, releasing six years of emotion.

If it weren’t for this song.

This relationship might have become Gao Chongting’s biggest regret in his life.

Without a thorough release, the emotions accumulated in the depths of his heart would continue to output negative emotions.

The rest of his life might be immersed in regret.

Tormenting his soul, making him suffer unspeakably.

The past that he couldn’t let go of would become a thorn in his heart, never to be eradicated.

Wen He, who was extremely sensitive to emotions, naturally didn’t want Gao Chongting to experience those things.

He knew better than anyone else that the damage to the soul was usually irreversible and would usually accompany a person’s life.

Therefore, Wen He decided to use a relatively tough method to pull out the thorn扎扎 in Gao Chongting’s heart.

Although this process would be extremely painful.

A long pain is worse than a short one.

“He clearly doesn’t have many days left to live… Why does he still hurt himself to redeem others…?”

Gao Chongting, who was healed by Wen He, was very sad.

He was clearly a middle-aged man in his thirties, but now he was crying like a child.

“Who told him to be such a person? Stubborn as an ox, no matter how much you persuade him, it’s useless, it’s as if… he was born to bring warmth to others.”

Cheng Yudie had already cried until her throat was hoarse.

How much she wished Wen He could be a little selfish, a little cold-blooded.

But ah…

He never had himself in his eyes.

He only cared about bringing beauty and light to those who needed it.

Even if he was already riddled with holes, he would still smile sincerely as long as he saw someone feeling warmth because of his singing.

Perhaps…

Only those who have truly experienced the most extreme cold.

Will desperately want to shelter others from the wind and rain.

Loneliness, coldness, despair, pain, darkness, suffocation…

Wen He understood these things better than anyone else.

He didn’t want others to experience these things again.

Even if there were, he hoped to do his best to bring them some warmth.

Even if he would cough until he was dizzy, unable to breathe, and his body was in severe pain…

Even if it would accelerate the spread of the virus, the arrival of death faster, and be tormented by more pain…

As long as everyone was happy, he didn’t care what happened to himself.

“There’s something I want you to help me with.” Gao Chongting wiped away his tears and said.

“What?”

“After I help Wen He with this lawsuit, I’m going back to my hometown. I want to see him do a live broadcast with his face revealed once.”

“Why?” Cheng Yudie asked in confusion.

“I want more people to see what the person who brings warmth to everyone looks like.”

“I’ll mention it to him.”

Afterwards, Gao Chongting said goodbye to Cheng Yudie.

After he left the apartment, he took out his phone and after searching for a while, he finally found a string of phone numbers.

Beep… Beep…

“Hello, this is the registration hotline for ‘The Coming One’. Are you interested in signing up for ‘The Coming One’?” A voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Hello, I’m not signing up, but I have a way for you to contact Wen He. Whether or not you can get Wen He to join your show depends on whether or not you have the ability.”

“Sir, would you like to register for ‘The Coming One’?”

The other end of the phone repeated the question like a robot.

Seeming to completely ignore Gao Chongting.

Gao Chongting understood that the other party wasn’t a robot, but felt that he was joking, so they didn’t intend to answer him at all.

“You can take my words as a joke, but you might as well try my method.”

“If it succeeds, you should be considered to have made a great contribution, right?”

“The method is also very simple. You should be able to get Wen He’s account’s phone number from Douyin’s official side.”

“But that account is actually Wen He’s father’s, not his own. You can call and directly ask the other party if he is Wen He’s father.”

After saying these words, Gao Chongting hung up the phone directly without waiting for the other party to respond.

The customer service representative who answered the phone felt a little baffled.

But on second thought…

There’s nothing wrong with mentioning this matter, what if it really succeeds?

After all, Wen He is a top influencer that their program team has been dreaming of attracting!

And he’s also her idol.

After thinking it over, this customer service representative decided to report this matter to the leader.

Soon after…

Wen’s father’s phone received a call.

“Hello, are you Wen He’s father?”

Wen’s father was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded: “Yes, I am, who are you?”

“I’m from the ‘The Coming One’ program team. There are some things I would like to understand from you. Is it convenient?”

“Convenient! Convenient! Too convenient!”

Upon hearing that someone from the program team was looking for him, Wen’s father was overjoyed, and the depressed mood of the past few days was swept away.