"Because he really liked the song 'Mortal Song' that you sang at the restaurant last time, he even changed his online name to 'mortal,' which means 'ordinary person.'"
"I also asked a local friend to help investigate his true identity. He is indeed hospitalized and his condition is very serious."
"Moreover, he has already signed an organ donation agreement, and his only wish now is to be able to come and see one of your concerts."
"Perhaps it was fate, he actually managed to snag a ticket for you. I only just found out, so I paid for his plane ticket and arranged for medical staff to help him come to Shashi to see the performance..."
Mo Zixue explained, her voice trembling with excitement.
As they spoke, he opened his phone's app, found the other party's account information, and handed it to Wang Yueheng.
Wang Yueheng curiously took the phone and glanced at it.
It was discovered that this fan, named "mortal," was using a cartoon avatar of a well-known villain from a Chinese anime.
The account profile only contained a simple sentence: "Requesting one resurrection scroll, if you don't have one, that's fine..."
At first glance, it seems like gaming terminology, but when combined with the other person's real situation, it can instantly bring tears to one's eyes.
The only post in the content section is a video update posted tonight, showing off a concert ticket that was snagged on a mobile phone while in the hospital.
The background behind the phone vaguely shows a transparent IV tube and a white hospital bed sheet.
"Phew~"
Upon seeing this sentence, Wang Yueheng felt a tremor in his heart, and his expression became solemn.
The image of a terminally ill boy who desperately wanted to live, a strong and humorous boy, quickly took shape in his mind.
After reading through the conversations between this cheerful and optimistic fan and other netizens.
Wang Yueheng was gradually moved by the other party's optimistic, positive and strong mentality.
If it were him, he would personally invite the other person to his fan meeting.
“You did the right thing. I think I guessed why this heavy rain came.”
"This joke of fate may not be directed at me, but at him."
"Just when he wanted to realize his last shred of small wishes, he was still being cruelly thwarted..."
After learning about the background of this netizen suffering from a terminal illness.
Wang Yueheng couldn't help but look up at the gloomy sky and sigh.
If my fan meeting is postponed due to heavy rain.
This fan, who has already signed an organ donation agreement, may very well pass away with regret before the fan meeting he postponed can resume.
Cruel fate will torment him until the very last moment of his life.
At this moment, a famous quote from the world suddenly popped into Wang Yueheng's mind.
At that moment, he really wanted to tell this sentence to his fan who was suffering from a terminal illness but was still optimistic about her fate.
That is: "My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven."
It sounds like a juvenile and passionate story, but it's actually the truest reflection of Wang Yueheng's thoughts at this moment.
"Don't worry, he'll definitely make it this time."
"I believe that fate sometimes chooses to compromise..."
Then, a bold idea suddenly popped into Wang Yueheng's mind.
He turned to comfort the girl beside him, whose face was full of regret.
In order to bring this loyal, strong, and optimistic fan to the concert and fulfill his last wish, he even defied fate.
Wang Yueheng decided to try to fight against the real "fate" with the "laws of destiny" he possessed...
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