As concertgoers gradually entered the venue and found their seats, the audience continued to enter.

The once lively and bustling scene suddenly plunged into darkness without any warning.

Just a moment ago.

The place was still bustling with people and extremely noisy.

But at this moment, it was as if an invisible hand had pressed the mute button, and everything became completely silent.

Everyone knew perfectly well that this meant the highly anticipated singer Wen He was about to make a dazzling appearance and deliver his moving performance.

Everyone's eyes were simultaneously drawn to the center of the stage.

I eagerly await the appearance of this superstar.

Just as people were craning their necks and waiting anxiously...

A clear, melodious guitar sound, as pleasant as a babbling brook, drifted over.

The gentle and soothing prelude is like a clear spring, quietly flowing into everyone's ears, making people unable to help but be intoxicated by it.

However, when this beautiful music started playing...

Many of the audience members present clearly showed a look of surprise and astonishment.

They instinctively looked around.

They tried to find Wen He's familiar and captivating figure in the surrounding darkness.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard they searched, they were unable to find any trace of Wen He.

This opening approach, where one only hears the voice but doesn't see the person, is truly surprising and puzzling.

As is customary, Wen He usually appears first under the bright spotlight.

He smiled and gave a brief greeting to his fans before officially beginning his spectacular concert.

This time, however, not only did they not hear Wen He's opening remarks, but he himself did not even show up before the intro to the song began.

Just when everyone was a little confused about this.

On the huge electronic screen in the center of the stage.

Four striking characters slowly unfolded before everyone's eyes like a mysterious scroll.

The Last Page

(Last page - Jiang Yuchen)

While everyone was still in shock, a spotlight shone down and shone on Wen He, who was in the center of the stage.

"The rain stopped in the sky~"

"Like tears welling up in my eyes~"

"This might be the last time we meet."

"The past passed along the way~"

"There wasn't even time for it to happen again~"

"The embrace has long since cooled..."

As Wen He's singing softly rang in my ears.

Almost instantly, everyone present was captivated by the song.

The overwhelming grief was like a powerful torrent, instantly engulfing everyone present.

In this suffocating atmosphere, a clear and vivid image involuntarily appears in people's minds.

In a daze.

They felt as if they were standing at a bus stop in a torrential downpour.

A boy stood there alone, the cold wind carrying large raindrops that mercilessly lashed his thin body, soaking him to the bone.

He was like a child abandoned by the whole world.

He stared blankly at the busy road in front of him.

His eyes were dull and lifeless, completely devoid of any longing or expectation for a better life.

It even subtly reveals a desperate thought of wanting to rush into the middle of the road and end his young life.

now……

A brightly colored butterfly fluttered its light wings and flew slowly past him.

The boy's gaze unconsciously followed the butterfly's movement, and his eyes turned accordingly.

Then he saw a girl as beautiful and charming as an angel slowly walking towards him.

The girl radiated a faint yet heartwarming light.

A sweet smile graced her delicate face, as beautiful and radiant as a flower blooming in spring.

The girl gradually approached the boy, then gently opened her arms and hugged him tightly.

The radiance she exuded was like the warm sun in winter.

It quickly dispelled all the cold and darkness surrounding the boy.

It brought him endless warmth and light.

In the blink of an eye.

When the boy returned to this once-familiar place, everything had changed.

The drizzle continued, and the bus stop remained the same dilapidated place.

But this time, he was all alone, wandering around.

The rain continued to fall steadily, showing no signs of stopping.

That bus stop still stands alone in the same place, silently witnessing the passage of time.

But at this moment, there was neither the butterfly dancing in the rain nor the girl who had brought him hope and light.

Only the biting cold wind embraced him.

"The sound of the ocean tide drowned out the twilight of our parting."

"Only the lingering warmth of parting remains~"

"Under the starry sky, embracing the fading warmth~"

Love can only be complete in memories.

The moment the second verse began.

Everyone present felt an overwhelming grief sweep over them like a tsunami.

My heart clenched, breathing became extremely difficult, my nose stung, and my eyes turned red.

They seemed to see in this song the intense grief of lovers separated by life and death.

It was as if someone had quietly died in another person's arms.

I could feel the other person's body temperature getting colder and colder.

What's wrong with Wen He...? This song is clearly not right... Not only is the title "The Last Page," but the lyrics "This may be the last time we meet" also hint at something...

[This extreme despair and grief... is no less than her previous song "Foxtail Grass on the Slope"... Is Wen He singing about what Cheng Yudie would be like after her own death...?]

[No...please...Wen He, don't die...]

Is Wen He really dying...? I knew this day would come sooner or later... but I still can't accept it... why Wen He of all people...?

[But why does this song not seem to depict the aftermath of Wen He's death? It seems to be showing Cheng Yudie's departure...? Did they break up?]

The intense grief brought tears to people's eyes.

They also vaguely sensed the sense of parting contained in the song.

Watching Wen He shine her last light on the stage, everyone felt a sharp, agonizing pain in their hearts.

While everyone was deeply grieving.

Wen He's singing voice slowly rose again...

I want to hold you inside my body~

"I don't want you to see it~"

"The tear that didn't fall from the corner of her mouth~"

"If this is the last page~"

"Before you leave~"

"Could you let me rewrite the story...?"

That should have been Wen He's last page.

Cheng Yudie, however, used her own life to rewrite Wen He's story.

That was the last leaf.

This is also the last page.