With one year left to live, my five sisters cried heartbrokenly for me

In the night sky of late spring, there will also be stars.

In the largest stadium in the capital, a lively concert is taking place.

This is a concert co-led by the three kings of Tianhou Temple, plus some new generation singers with cameo appearances.

The audience waved glow sticks in their hands and shouted the singer's name.

A special group of people, sitting in the middle of the seat.

An elderly man in a wheelchair and a child of a few years old made them the center of attention of the nearby audience.

However, the parties didn't care about the eyes of others, and sang and shook on stage, and they were very happy.

A girl, about five or six years old, sat on a man's broad shoulder, brandished a glow stick and screamed.

However, the child's energy is easily exhausted, and he feels tired after a while.

The girl gently touched the man's shoulder with her little foot and asked loudly, "Uncle Yun, when will my uncle come on stage!"

It was Zhang Yun who was holding Ye Yin, he thought for a while and replied: "It should be soon! If you are sleepy, come down and sit and rest for a while."

"I'll call you when my uncle comes on stage."

Ye Yin nodded again and again: "Mmmm, I'll take a break, uncle."

Cheng Xiaodie, who was on the side, hurriedly helped Ye Yin and put her next in the seat.

On the other side of her are her grandparents.

Chen Zheng handed her the milk in his hand to drink, Ye Yin took it with a smile, looked up at her grandmother over there, and found that she was singing intently.

I thought: It turns out that my grandmother also has a favorite song.

After several kings and queens sang more than a dozen songs in a row, they finally reached the chorus session.

The King of Heaven held the microphone high and smiled brightly.

"Next, we are invited to guest guests, Chen He and Chu Xiuxiu!"

"Ahhhh

So I cheered too.

Until, Chen He, who was in a wheelchair, was pushed onto the stage.

The others didn't know when, they had already stepped off the stage, and only Chen He and Chu Xiuxiu were left on the stage.

The two sat and stood together, and a beam of chasing light hit them, which became the focus of the audience.

The cheers of the audience gradually became smaller, and everyone was talking about them, and the most discussed among them was Chen He's legs.

"Oh my God, what's going on with Chen He's legs? Obviously, he was fine on variety shows before the Chinese New Year.

"There was a grapevine that he had cancer and had to have his leg amputated, but it seems to be true nine times out of ten!"

"Who is this person? It feels a little familiar, but I just can't remember who it is."

"Damn, you don't know his name, but you must have heard his songs, what Jingwei, migratory birds, etc., are all songs written by him!"

"Ah, what a singer, it's a pity that he has cancer." The

people around were all talking, and from time to time it reached the ears of Zhang Yun and others, making their mood also become depressed.

God is jealous of talents, nothing more than that.

However, Chen He can have the courage to go on stage to face the audience, and even accept the matter of death, why can't they be more open?

At the last moment of his life, as long as he is alive and happy, it is enough.

For the rest, don't think about it, because it's useless to think about it.

Gradually, the music began to sound and gradually covered the voices of the audience.

Chen He and Chu Xiuxiu sang an adapted male and female duet tonight.

"Let it all fall.

"Just so that you can't see the struggle on my face. The

two have thick and thin voices, one is soft and sweet, and the other is magnetic and generous, which just brings the audience into the mood.

People began to quiet down and quietly enjoy the song.

Even Ye Yin, who had almost fallen asleep just now, listened to the song with a pair of big eyes.

Sitting in front of her was Song Xiangsi.

The child's eyes were good, and he saw Song Xiangsi's movements at once, wiping something on his face with his hand, as if he was wiping his tears.

She poked her head over and asked in Song Xiangsi's ear.

"Auntie, are you sad?" Song

Xiangsi turned her head and looked at the girl's bright and curious eyes, and suddenly laughed.

"It's your uncle's song, and it's so good. "

Sit back and listen to the songs.

With a stretch of her long hand, she pushed Ye Yin back to her seat.

When Song Xiangsi put his eyes back on the stage, he happened to see Chen He's gaze again, and it seemed to stay in this piece.

Everyone around them raised their glowsticks and waved them vigorously.

Song Xiangsi, who has always been gentle and introverted, also raised the support stick in his hand to respond to Chen He.

Chen He on the stage smiled slightly, raised the microphone and continued to sing.

Singing at a concert, this is the scene he dreamed of.

Just imagine, if it weren't for the exposure of his life experience, maybe he could only consign himself to the background and help others write songs for the rest of his life, but he would not have the opportunity to go on stage by himself.

The songs he sings, and there is no way to find an audience that resonates.

When the program team sent an invitation, Chen He did hesitate for a long time.

He was thinking about whether his current appearance was suitable for appearing in the public eye

? Will those fans who once supported him not be able to accept this matter?

In the end, it was the little niece's words that nodded him.

Ye Yin said: "Uncle, my teddy bear has a broken arm, but I still like it very much."

"It's best if I can sew it back, and it doesn't matter if I can't mend it, I will cherish it even more."

Chen He suddenly realized.

People who like you won't like them because they're disabled or sick.

If you change your mind, it's not really liking.

So, here he comes.

Come and sing.

It can be regarded as a dream come true for yourself.

At the end of the song, the kings and queens also appeared on the stage.

When they saw Chen He's appearance, a trace of pity flashed in their eyes, and they quickly covered it up.

"Chen He, how do you feel now? Do you want to hold your own concert in the future?"

Chen He smiled brightly and replied loudly: "Yes! If there is a chance

!" "There will definitely be!"

Everyone laughed, which was an encouragement to him and a heartfelt blessing.

"Today, we're singing together.

"May everyone's wishes come true!" The

accompaniment of the wish gradually sounded, and the five singers on the stage sang one after another.

Although Chen He was sitting, his breath was still steady, and he must be no worse than them.

"And I will love the world you love.

"May your wishes be forever. The

video was posted online, and countless fans cried.

Fans who learned of Chen He's illness ran to leave messages to cheer for him.

"It's a shame that I don't know your status until now, and I hope we can all be happy until the end. "

Chen He, your song has accompanied me through the lowest point, and now it's my turn to accompany you.

For many fans, the image of Chen He, who is disabled and strong, has become taller in his heart.