Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Inside the Cloud Top Heavenly Palace Villa.

Luo Qianyu knelt on the carpet, clutching the pillow she had cried through, and shook her head desperately at the TV screen.

"No..."

"Xu Qing, please stop talking..."

Her voice was terribly hoarse, and her face was covered in tears and snot.

"It was my fault."

"I was too busy back then, rushing to meet appointments and for that damn newcomer award."

I shouldn't have ignored your messages, and I shouldn't have let you overthink things.

pity.

Separated by a cold screen and dozens of kilometers, Xu Qing could not hear her confession.

on the stage.

Xu Qing did not stop recalling those painful memories.

He seemed to want to pour out all the grievances he had suffered over the past three years at this moment.

"At that time, as her condition worsened, the expenses became increasingly higher."

Xu Qing looked at the audience below the stage, her eyes somewhat vacant.

"Although she never asks me for money, she even transfers money to me."

"But as a man, how can I spend my girlfriend's life-saving money?"

"I started writing books like crazy."

"I sing at bars during the day, and then I come back at night and sit in front of the computer typing."

"Back then, the market was full of 'feel-good' novels, and the trend was all about showing off and getting slapped in the face."

"But I can't write it."

"I'm suffering so much inside."

"Watching her grow weaker day by day, every word I typed was stained with blood."

Xu Qing gave a wry smile.

"My editor told me that readers nowadays are under a lot of pressure and don't want to read tragedies."

"But I can't control it."

"The protagonists in my stories always lose their loved ones for various reasons and grow old alone."

"To earn more royalties, I killed off three male protagonists in one month."

"It was around that time that I told my readers that tragedy is eternal."

"Because only pain can make people remember."

The audience fell silent.

It turns out that the phrase "tragedy is eternal," which was ridiculed by "straight men," was actually born in such a desperate situation.

This is hardly literary creation.

This is clearly a rehearsal of his own fate.

Ke Min sighed and clutched the tissue in her hand.

"So, you're working so hard to earn money so that she can get medical treatment?"

Xu Qing nodded.

I want to take her abroad.

"I want to take her to the best hospital."

Even if it can't be cured, at least we can make her passing away without so much pain.

"I had saved up 50,000 yuan at that time."

"I was thinking, if I save up a little more, and I save up 100,000, I'll take her away."

Xu Qing's voice lowered.

"Unfortunately, the speed at which I wrote the book couldn't keep up with the speed at which she left."

The timeline on the big screen finally slid to the end.

a year ago.

May 20th.

On this day that represents "I love you".

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone had a premonition of what was going to happen.

The oppressive atmosphere was like the low pressure before a storm, making it hard to breathe.

A new screenshot appeared on the screen.

That was the last dialog box.

The green bubble was very long, taking up most of the screen.

Those were Xu Qingfa's last words.

Xu Qing: [Little Fish, I've saved up enough money.]

Xu Qing: [Although it's not much, it's enough for us to go to a major hospital in Beijing.]

Xu Qing: [Don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I'll be with you.]

Xu Qing: [If you don't want treatment anymore, then let's go on a trip.]

Xu Qing: [Go to Dali, which you want to go to, and watch the moon by Erhai Lake.]

Xu Qing: [Please reply to my message, okay?]

Xu Qing: [Please.]

Xu Qing: [I'm very worried about you.]

This series of messages was sent out over a period of three days.

From the hopeful morning to the desperate pleas in the dead of night.

Even through the screen, you could feel the man's near-collapse state of mind.

however.

There has been no reply from the other end.

It wasn't until late at night three days later.

The white dialog box finally popped up.

But it wasn't the familiar tone.

Little Fish: [I'm Qianqian's older brother.]

When these words appeared, many audience members felt their hearts skip a beat.

elder brother?

Everyone knows what this usually means.

Immediately afterwards, a second message popped up.

Little Fish: [Stop sending messages.]

Little Fish: [She's gone.]

boom--

Although I already knew the ending.

But when those three words actually appeared on the big screen, a collective gasp rippled through the audience.

That sense of despair, of everything finally settling down, is more intense than any sentimental language.

Xu Qing stood in the center of the stage.

He didn't turn around to look at the big screen.

Those few lines, even after a year, are still branded into his mind like a hot iron.

Every word was like a knife to his heart.

He picked up the microphone, and his voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

"I didn't believe it at the time."

"I frantically dialed that number."

"But it's turned off."

"I just kept hitting and hitting."

"Until the phone runs out of battery and shuts down automatically."

"I plugged it in and kept playing."

"Later, that number became invalid."

Xu Qing looked up, as if trying to force back her tears.

"The person who claimed to be her brother sent me a final message."

On the big screen, the text, which resembled a judgment, appeared.

Little Fish: [Don't even think about coming to see her, or attending her funeral.]

Little Fish: [This was her last wish.]

Little Fish: [She had a very rare hereditary skin disease, and when she passed away... she looked terrible.]

Little Fish: [Her entire body is covered in festering sores, and all her hair has fallen out.]

Little Fish: [She said she didn't want you to see her looking like that.]

Little Fish: [She hopes that in your heart, she will always be that little girl hiding in the shadows, making a peace sign with you.]

Little Fish: [Forget about her. I'll delete this account.]

Little Fish: [Live a good life from now on, and don't look for anyone else.]

The entire audience broke down in tears.

Several female audience members in the front row were already crying and hugging each other.

It's too awful.

It's really miserable.

"Full body ulceration" and "Hair loss".

This is such a cruel thing for a girl who loves beauty.

No wonder she always wrapped herself up so tightly before she died.

No wonder she never shows her face.

It turns out she knew all along that this day would come.

"Waaaaah, why?!"

"She was thinking of Xu Qing until her death."

"It takes a lot of courage not to let your loved one see your ugly side."

"Although that brother said some harsh things, he was doing it for his sister's own good."

"This disease is so torturous; passing away would be a relief."

Ke Min was crying so hard she couldn't speak.

She finally understood why Xu Qing hadn't been able to see him one last time.

Why didn't you even attend the funeral?

It's not that I don't want to go.

You can't go.

It was that "kind" lie that kept them out of the door.

In order to preserve that last bit of beauty.

Xu Qing chose to respect it.

Alone, he clung to that broken guitar and that USB drive, barely surviving in this world.

"I listened to what that older brother said."

Xu Qing's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded on sandpaper.

I didn't go to see her.

"I don't want to go against her last wishes."

"I'm afraid that if I go and see her like that, I won't be able to hold back my tears."

"She's so strong-willed, she definitely wouldn't want to see me cry."

Xu Qing looked down at the little fish sticker on the guitar.

"So for the past year, I've been wandering."

"I went to Dali and to Erhai Lake."

"I took this zither and looked at the moon there for her."

"I think, if people really do have souls."

"She should always be by my side."