The boy became more and more anxious.

But there is nothing to do, nothing to do.

The boy knew that he had to face reality after all.

Zhang Yuan just woke up, a new day, a new beginning.

Recently, due to the popularity of "Blue and White Porcelain", he received many commercial performance invitations, but he rejected them all.

The main reason is that there is no shortage of money, so Zhang Yuan is too lazy to pick it up. He eats and sleeps on time every day, and then goes out to play, go for a walk, and buy things. This life is too enjoyable.

In the Shanghai stock market, money is heaven.

Zhang Yuan now deeply understands this truth.

After breakfast, Zhang Yuan turned on the computer and surfed the Internet for nothing.

He was attracted by a piece of news.

"A critically ill girl in Beijing wants to hear Zhang Yuan sing. She and her boyfriend are both Zhang Yuan's fans."

This eye-catching headline immediately attracted Zhang Yuan.

The official content of the news introduced the boy's Weibo, which was forwarded by countless netizens, and then related topics became the top trending searches.

After reading it, Zhang Yuan immediately went to Weibo, and only then did he see the number one most searched topic.

Click it in, and it is full of discussion news from netizens.

Everyone called on themselves to sing for the critically ill girl.

To fulfill the last wish of her life.

Fans all over the Internet are eagerly looking forward to Zhang Yuan's appearance.

"Very touching love," Zhang Yuan couldn't help being moved by the couple, especially the boy's perseverance and sincerity, which made people cry.

"Ding"

"Mission: Ask the host to sing the song "Lilac Flower" for the critically ill girl"

"Bonus: Top Piano Technology."

"Effect: Comparable to the performance level of a piano master, it is easy to play ultra-difficult piano pieces."

Zhang Yuan is looking forward to this reward.

The piano is the best known of all musical instruments, and also the most common.

However, ordinary people can't afford to learn the piano, and Zhang Yuan has never learned it before, but he has learned the guitar.

From a layman to a top master, it is so attractive that you only need to complete the task.

But if ordinary people want to be promoted from Xiaobai to master, it may take two to thirty years, or even more.

There is also the influence of talent.

In art, talent is very important, without talent, the music created has no soul.

Zhang Yuan decided to work hard to complete this task.

He packed his luggage, bought a plane ticket, and headed to Beijing.

After staying in the hotel and making arrangements, Zhang Yuan took the guitar and went to the hospital where the critically ill girl was.

He wore a mask all the way, so no one recognized him, otherwise it would cause another sensation.

When passing by a convenience store on the street, Zhang Yuan heard "Blue and White Porcelain" being played inside.

When he came to the hospital, Zhang Yuan inquired about the ward of the critically ill girl.

Standing on the glass in front of the door, he saw what was going on inside.

A tall and thin boy was guarding the bed, on which lay a frail girl.

She closed her eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep peacefully.

There was no expression of pain on his face.

At this moment, life and death are at hand.

Many people have never thought about the issue of life and death because they have never been to a hospital.

Here, life and death are staged every day.

"Ugh,"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but sigh deeply.

咣 咣 咣!

Zhang Yuan knocked on the door slowly.

The boy saw Zhang Yuan outside the door, got up and came out, and opened the door.

The two stood in the corridor, and the boy asked with a confused face, "Who are you?"

The person on the opposite side was wearing a mask, but he didn't recognize it as Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan also observed the boy carefully. His face was haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, and his dark circles were obvious. It seemed that he had been busy taking care of his girlfriend during this period of time, and he was exhausted.

Coupled with a bad mood, so his state is very poor.

"I'm Zhang Yuan,"

Zhang Yuan took off his mask, revealing an extremely handsome face.

The boy was taken aback and froze here, he couldn't believe such a thing.

The big star Zhang Yuan actually came.

This, is it a dream?

The boy pinched himself hard, and it hurt.

It turned out that this was not a dream.

He really came.

Idol.

Seeing the idol up close for the first time, the boy found that Zhang Yuan was even more handsome than on TV. Even a man thought Zhang Yuan was too beautiful.

"Zhang Yuan, it's really you," the boy's excited voice became much louder.

Zhang Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's me, I read the news on the Internet, your love is very touching, you are a good man, you are a man, you will never leave your woman, it is very good,"

The boy then sighed again: "Oh, it's a pity that she is dying, I don't know if she can hold on,"

Zhang Yuan thought for a while, and said: "Well, you go and call the doctor, ask the doctor's advice, and then I will sing again,"

"it is good,"

The boy ran to the doctor immediately.

Zhang Yuan is here, and his girlfriend's last wish is about to come true, so he has to race against time and hurry up.

Sing at the beginning to reward the [-] billion group

Chapter 122 You Said You Loved Lilac Flowers Most

"Well, with all due respect, her situation is not very optimistic. She has been able to survive until now because of her strong will. Perhaps she still has some unfulfilled wish,"

The doctor said with a heavy tone.

This result is frustrating.

But this is a fact, and everyone must face it.

"Doctor, my girlfriend has always wanted to hear Zhang Yuan sing. Now that he is here, can Zhang Yuan sing a song for her? This is her last wish,"

The boy's tone choked, and he was on the verge of collapse.

The doctor sighed and said, "Oh, yes, just don't make too much noise,"

At this point, the doctor is still at a loss. If he can satisfy the patient's wish, he should try his best to satisfy it and try not to let the patient leave with regret.

"Thank you, thank you doctor," the boy bowed to the doctor. If it wasn't for the doctor, his girlfriend would have died a long time ago. It is because of the doctor's superb medical skills that his girlfriend survived until now.

"Go in," Zhang Yuan said.

The two immediately entered the ward.

Zhang Yuan closed the door gently.

He feels that every step is heavy, this is the weight of life.

Life is heavy.

This intensive care unit is like a dense hell, every molecule in the air is a life-swallowing devil.

Nibbling away the girl's life little by little.

Zhang Yuan felt inexplicably depressed. It was the first time he entered the intensive care unit and faced death directly for the first time.

The emaciated girl on the hospital bed gave Zhang Yuan a great visual impact.

A faint light shone into the room through the gap in the curtains, and fell on the girl's face, as if the hands of death were touching her.

"Tongtong, wake up,"

"Honey, wake up,"

The boy walked over and called his lover softly.

He's fighting death.

Finally, the girl slowly opened her eyes, she had exhausted all her strength just by moving her eyelids.

She is so tired.

Death is already waving to her.

"Wake up, wake up," the boy cried excitedly.

"Honey, who do you think is coming?" The boy pointed a finger at Zhang Yuan.

The girl slowly turned her eyes and looked at Zhang Yuan.

The boy in front of me is so beautiful.

Seems to be seen somewhere.

Her memory loss was severe, and she tried her best to search for the memory, and finally found the good memory of the past.

The touch hidden deep in the soul.

"what,"

"Zhang, Yuan,"

"is it you?"

There was a faint light in the girl's eyes, and her voice became louder, but she was still extremely weak, and she had to speak a sentence intermittently, and she couldn't speak in a continuous and complete manner.

Even so, the boys feel very good, this is the best state of the girls these days.

All because of seeing Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan came over with a smile on his face, like a prince.

"It's me, I'm Zhang Yuan,"

The girl was so excited that she couldn't help laughing.

It's just that this smile is like a withered flower swaying in the wind, just a gust of wind can tear it apart.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine,"

Zhang Yuan comforted her softly.

The girl just thinks the voice is so nice, and no one in the world can have a voice like heaven.

"Thank you for always being with me and supporting me. Without you, I would not be where I am today,"

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

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