I have terminal cancer, and you want me to sing an inspirational song?

During this period, the Tibetan uncle that so many people were looking for actually appeared in front of him!

fate?

Fate?

The man approached almost tiptoeing, trembling with surprise, turned on the mobile phone in his hand and started the live broadcast. The live broadcast link was just thrown into the group...

The group exploded!

"Holy shit, shit, shit, uncle from the Tibetan area has been found, and he's pulling Sa!"

"Shh, listen quietly. Uncle doesn't seem to know that he is being broadcast live. He is singing. Listen quietly!"

"Excited heart, trembling hands, I'm so nervous now. I want to see my uncle right away, but I'm afraid of disturbing him..."

"This is fate. When we found Sunlight City, my uncle happened to be here too. Isn't it a coincidence?"

"So many days of sleeping in the open air are not in vain, oh oh oh, I cry to death..."

At this moment, countless fans who were summoned quickly poured into the live broadcast room, and Zhang Chen was facing the audience with his back to the live broadcast room...

Just holding the guitar, singing slowly and softly, little did he know that his singing and guitar sounds, as well as the image of him being half-drenched by the sunset, were reflected in front of countless people through the camera...

"That laugh reminds me of my flowers."

"In every corner of my life, quietly open for me."

"I thought I would stay by his side forever..."

"Today we have left, in a sea of ​​people."

"La...I miss her."

"La...is she still driving?"

"La...go!"

"They have been blown away by the wind and scattered at the end of the world..."

A few lyrics directly brought the fans into memories. In an instant, some people couldn't stand it anymore and their emotions gradually lost control...

This song is different from all the uncle's previous songs. It is a complete memory, deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and difficult to extricate yourself from!

And compared to the previous songs, what Zhang Chen sang now was entirely his own story, with a stronger and deeper sense of emotional immersion and resonance...

Naturally, countless people will feel the same way.

Thinking of those people and flowers in my memory...

Zhang Chen continued to sing, and the lyrics still contained the familiar questioning, but the questioning had changed from questioning others to questioning himself.

"Aren't they all old?"

"Where are they?"

"We're like this, we're going to the end of the world..."

At the same time, there is another parallel world on Earth, the country of China.

Outside the hotel.

"Mr. Wang, as long as the business can succeed, next time, I promise to drink with you until you vomit!"

The man who sent his partner away loosened his tie, leaned on the tree on the roadside and vomited. The worldly smile on his face disappeared instantly.

I struggled creatively shortly after graduation and finally failed. I had no choice but to come back and follow my family's arrangements and take a job I didn't like.

The evening sun shone through the gaps in the leaves and fell on his face.

I don't know why, but he seemed to be absent-minded at the moment.

I couldn't help but hallucinate the song "Those Flowers", and a smile slowly appeared on my face that hadn't smiled for a long time.

I turned on my phone and looked through the old photos. All the high-spirited moments in college were frozen on it. Four people, including Zhang Chen...

There was a smile on his face and light in his eyes.

Looking at these, he smiled and cried.

At the same time, an office building.

In a densely packed cubicle, a young man has a mountain of materials placed in front of him, and the sound of phone calls can be heard all around him.

"Hello, this is China CITIC Bank Credit Card Center, you..."

"roll!"

I was scolded by strangers, rejected, hung up on, reported, and criticized by my boss!

Being ridiculed by Pinguan...

Then, I have to apologize to everyone, experience the extreme pain, the extreme pressure, and go home exhausted, and then smile to my wife and daughter to make them feel relieved.

Living is so tiring~

Only when he hid in the toilet for a few minutes to smoke a cigarette, he could take out the wallet in his pocket. Inside, on the left were his smiling newlywed wife and daughter...

On the right are several brothers wearing white shirts.

For a moment, an inexplicable piece of music floated in his mind. As he hummed, the dullness in his eyes slowly turned into tears.

Until the soot that had not been brushed off fell on the photo, burning Zhang Chen's image beyond recognition.

And in a certain first-tier city thousands of miles away.

"Mom, hang up now, I have to work overtime tonight!"

The man, who had just dealt with the call from his family urging marriage, and had been unemployed for a week, went out to buy a bottle of wine and some cold dishes...

In my little shabby rental house, I seemed to have hallucinated the song "Those Flowers". I unlocked my phone and used the photos of my brothers and best friends as the screensaver...

At this moment, he couldn't help but take a sip of wine in a person's nest, and wanted to cry for no reason...

Maybe the wine is too spicy, maybe life is too bitter.

Who can tell?

And at this very moment, in a public cemetery, a woman in a plain white dress was standing in front of a tombstone that had not been cleaned for a long time...

He slowly put down the sacrifice in his hand, and then bent down to pick up the fallen leaves around him one by one.

Time seems to flash back to the fall of a few years ago in high school.

She was also cleaning the fallen leaves with the on-duty student while secretly looking at the on-duty boy who was singing under the ginkgo tree.

Although his singing was not very good, she also knew that the reason why he came here to sing in every class was just to take a peek at her.

The youthfulness and ambiguity finally turned into a photo posted on the tombstone.

The Zhang Chen in the photo died more than three years ago, and in this picture at this moment, it seems that Zhang Chen is passing through the gap between two worlds...

Looking at this class beauty goddess who he once regarded as Bai Yueguang.

The woman's eye circles gradually turned red.

"I actually always felt that you were not dead, but living in another world. I hope you are well there and can find someone who truly loves you."

The voice fell.

A soft "Mom" broke the woman's memory, and her daughter came running over.

"Mama, why do you come to see this uncle every year? Who is he..."

The woman picked up her daughter, relief flashing in her eyes.

"This uncle is my mother's favorite idol. His singing... is very nice."

Ginkgo leaves fell with the wind, covering all previous traces.

It was as if no one had been here.

And in the parallel world, Sunlight City.

Zhang Chen became more and more relieved as he sang. When he reached the second verse, it seemed that he had completely let go of all his obsessions, whether it was singing or lyrics...

All with a bit of freedom and ease.

"Some stories haven't been told yet, so forget them."

"Those feelings, over the years, have become difficult to distinguish between true and false."

"Now here, there are overgrown weeds and no flowers..."

"Fortunately, I once had you, spring, autumn, winter and summer."

Zhang Chen's song, through this live broadcast, has now reached the hearts of countless people, and everyone is just watching the live broadcast in confusion.

Crying like a human being!

I was so moved that I burst into tears...