"The brightest star in the night sky—do you know?"

Where are those figures who once walked alongside me now?

"The brightest star in the night sky—do you care?"

"Should we wait for the sun to rise, or will an accident happen first?"

As Wen He drew out the last syllable, he easily stirred up the emotions of the crowd.

At this point, the number of viewers in the live stream had exceeded eight million!

Even more surprising, some viewers had just clicked into the live stream when they heard Wen He singing halfway through.

This moment.

My once burning passion suddenly cooled down, as if I had been doused with a bucket of cold water.

Although Wen He's singing voice can get them into the mood quickly.

but……

Not being able to hear a complete song felt like having a million ants crawling all over their bodies.

I feel really uncomfortable all over!

【No way? How did I get in halfway through again? I remember I only delayed for a little while! I need a tonic! I want to hear the whole song!!!】

[Can someone tell me, this has only been going on for a few minutes, why are they already singing? This doesn't seem right!?]

[I don't care, even if I joined halfway through, I'll keep up with the main group. Brothers, let's start by crying!]

[You can savor this song after the live stream ends. Right now, I just want to know if Wen He has answered the question about the barbecue stand.]

The group that joined midway through the process was only just realizing what was going on...

Wen He's singing voice entered their ears without warning.

I'd rather keep all the pain inside.

I will never forget your eyes~

Give me the courage to believe again~

"I'll embrace you beyond the lies~"

"Whenever I can't find meaning in my existence..."

"Whenever I get lost in the darkness..."

"The brightest star in the night sky, please light my way forward."

The song, brimming with intense emotion, immediately drew everyone into those familiar memories.

My father died of liver cancer when I was three years old.

I asked my mom, "Where did Daddy go?" Mom said, "Daddy became a star in the sky."

From then on, I was no longer afraid of the night, because I knew that my father was the brightest star in the night sky.

Whenever I feel lost about the future, I always look up at the stars, just like my father, who illuminates my path forward.

Now that I'm all grown up and earning money, it's finally my turn to take on the responsibility of supporting a family.

If my father were still alive, I would want to ask him, "Dad, would I be someone you'd be proud of...?"

Such remarks are a microcosm of the general public.

Because in everyone's heart, there is a brightest star in the night sky.

It can be a family member, close friend, brother, best friend, lover...

It is an aggregate of countless thoughts and longings.

It is a lamp that illuminates the confusion in people's hearts.

It is an oasis in the vast desert.

When Wen He sang all of this out...

Everyone felt the brightest star in the night sky.

This time.

Wen He's role is not that of a healer.

Rather, they are the disseminators.

He was like someone who built a bridge for everyone to reach the sky.

It allowed everyone to touch the person they most wanted to touch in the night sky.

"The brightest star in the night sky~"

Can you hear me?

"Those who look up..."

"The loneliness and sighs in my heart..."

As the song gradually came to an end.

The surging longing has already taken on a physical form.

Those who were so engrossed in it were stunned and unable to pull themselves away.

This is a gift from Wen He to them.

A special gift that belongs only to them.

This thing is called longing.

Thank you, Wen He… I feel like I'm seeing my deceased father again… He said to me with unwavering determination, “Son, I am proud of you.”

My departed love... Can I finally hold you again...? It feels so warm... Once I've raised our child to adulthood... I'll come and be with you...

I saw my grandma... the only family member in this world who loves me the most... She said I looked thinner... Only Wenhe and my grandma can see the grievances in my heart...

[How can Wen He's songs have such magic... I'm crying so hard... The person I've been dreaming of meeting, I finally saw her in your song today...]

Those who were immersed in the song were already sobbing uncontrollably, crying their hearts out.

Everyone has a grave in their heart, where a living person resides.

This person cannot be seen or touched.

What the heart desires, the night ponders.

Wen He's singing quietly awakened the memory of the widow in their hearts.

As they gradually came back to their senses from that longing...

Wen He has already stopped broadcasting.

At this moment, he was experiencing pain that most people could not imagine.

He was coughing desperately while hugging the trash can, and he also needed an oxygen tank to breathe.

The pause after a violent cough is the time Wenhe takes to breathe.

This time is very short; if you miss it, you'll have to wait for the next opportunity.

The good thing is that the doctor was right.

The oxygen tank did indeed meet his breathing needs.

Even though you can't inhale much air each time you try your best, the oxygen content here is very high.

Cheng Yudie, who was standing to the side, was so nervous that she held her breath, afraid that Wen He would miss the opportunity and suffer from oxygen deprivation.

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