Bang bang bang...
The door was opened.
Two people with tear-streaked faces looked at each other.
"Where is Wen He?" Gao Chongting asked first.
"He... just coughed until he fainted..." Cheng Yudie's voice was a little hoarse.
Upon hearing this, Gao Chongting felt a sudden tremor in his heart. His eyes widened, and he confirmed in disbelief, "He coughed and fainted!?"
“Yes…” Cheng Yudie nodded gently.
As Gao Chongting entered the apartment, his eyes reddened at the sight of a large pool of bright red blood on the floor.
He turned to Cheng Yudie, his face filled with shock: "How could it be this serious...?"
Gao Chongting knew that Wen He would cough very badly after singing.
But so far, he has never seen Wen He cough so violently that it was suffocating.
Only Cheng Yudie had seen Wen He's side of the story.
Gao Chongting knew Wen He would cough up blood, but...
The large pool of blood in front of him was clearly beyond his understanding of "coughing up blood".
This isn't just coughing up blood; you couldn't even vomit this much blood...
"Although he never said it, I could feel that his cough would get worse and his condition would deteriorate with each song he sang."
Cheng Yudie wasn't stupid; it was impossible for such a violent cough to have no effect.
"You tried to stop him, didn't you?"
Gao Chongting understood that after seeing Wen He's violent coughing, Cheng Yudie would not allow Wen He to continue singing.
The fact that Wen He is still singing as always is enough to show that even Cheng Yudie can'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 confirmation, Gao Chongting, who had managed to calm himself down, started to lose his composure again.
He had already broken down in tears after listening to Wen He's song "Misplaced Time and Space".
He knew very well that Wen He's song was actually sung for him, intended to comfort his soul.
But Gao Chongting was unaware of this...
Wen He had to pay such a heavy price for singing a song.
But he had to admit that Wen He's song had indeed made him feel much better now.
At least it redeemed his soul, and it allowed him to stop dwelling on the past and let go of his six-year relationship.
If this song didn't exist.
This relationship may become the biggest regret of Gao Chongting's life.
Without a complete release, the emotions accumulated deep inside will continue to generate negative feelings.
He may spend the rest of his life immersed in regret.
It tormented his soul, causing him unbearable suffering.
The past that you can't let go of will become a thorn stuck in your heart, which can never be eradicated.
Wen He, who is extremely sensitive to emotions, naturally did not want Gao Chongting to experience those things.
He knew better than anyone that damage to the soul is usually irreversible and often accompanies a person throughout their life.
Therefore, Wen He decided to use a rather forceful approach to remove the thorn that was stuck in Gao Chongting's heart.
Although this process will be extremely painful.
But a short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one.
"He himself doesn't have many days left to live... why would he hurt himself in order to save others..."
Gao Chongting, who was healed by Wen He, felt very sad.
He's clearly a middle-aged man in his thirties, yet he's crying like a child.
"That's just the kind of person he is, stubborn as an ox, no amount of persuasion will work, it's as if... he was born to bring warmth to others."
Cheng Yudie had already cried until her voice was hoarse.
She so wished Wen He could be a little selfish, a little cold-blooded.
But...
He never saw himself.
He only cared about bringing beauty and light to those in need.
Even though he was already riddled with wounds, he would still smile sincerely whenever he saw someone feel warmth from his singing.
perhaps……
Only those who have truly experienced the most extreme cold.
That's why they would do anything to protect others from the wind and rain.
Loneliness, coldness, despair, pain, darkness, suffocation...
Wen He understood better than anyone else just how painful these things were.
He didn't want others to go through that.
Even if he did, he hoped to do his part to bring them some warmth.
Even if I cough until I feel dizzy, have difficulty breathing, and experience excruciating pain all over my body...
Even if it accelerates the spread of the virus, brings death sooner, and causes more suffering from illness...
As long as everyone is happy, he doesn't care what happens to him.
"There's something I need your help with," Gao Chongting said, wiping away his tears.
"What?"
"After I finish this lawsuit for Wen He, I'm going back to my hometown. I want to see him make a live broadcast once."
"Why?" Cheng Yudie asked, puzzled.
"I want more people to see what this person who brings warmth to everyone really looks like."
"I'll mention it to him."
Gao Chongting then said goodbye to Cheng Yudie.
After leaving the apartment, he took out his phone, searched for a while, and finally found a phone number.
Beep...beep...
"Hello, this is the registration hotline for 'The Coming One'. Are you interested in registering for 'The Coming One'?" came the voice from the other end of the phone.
"Hello, I'm not signing up, but I have a way to get you in touch with Wen He. Whether you can get Wen He into your program depends on your ability."
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