I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

Xiao Chen's voice was soft, yet carried a strange firmness.

"I will always love myself as I am."

It was neither a heart-wrenching scream nor a pretentious display of world-weariness.

His voice is like the clearest mountain stream, flowing gently.

"Happiness is something that can be achieved in more than one way."

"The greatest honor is that everyone is a glory of the Creator."

Xiao Chen sang very calmly.

It's as if it's telling a simple truth.

He is telling everyone that you are you, unique, and worthy of being loved.

The audience members below the stage were already in tears without realizing it.

Xiao Chen was not imitating Leslie Cheung.

He sang his own song, "Me".

"No need to hide, live the life I love."

"No need for makeup, just stand in the corner of the light."

As he sang this part, he slowly raised his head, a warm smile appearing on his lips.

"I am who I am, a firework of a different color."

As the last note faded, Xiao Chen put down the microphone and stood quietly in the light.

The entire Hong Kong Coliseum fell into a deathly silence.

Countless spectators sat frozen in place, their faces still wet with tears.

The older brother sang about self-admiration, expressing a pride and determination to be at odds with the world.

But what is this child singing?

It is compassion, it is gentleness, it is softly telling you: Don't be afraid, I see all the good in you.

Xiao Chen did not make enemies of the world.

He embraced the whole world.

After an unknown amount of time, in the dark audience seats, a middle-aged man covered his face and let out his first suppressed sob.

That sob was like a switch.

Instantly, the entire venue was filled with loud cries!

That wasn't a cry of sadness, but an emotional release after being completely healed!

Immediately afterwards, applause rang out.

Everyone clapped with all their might, the sound almost lifting the entire stadium.

The lights came back on.

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui walked onto the stage.

The two of them, one on each side, naturally took Xiao Chen's hand, faced the audience, and bowed deeply.

Leslie Cheung's voice was hoarse as he raised Xiao Chen's hand.

Thank you everyone.

"This is our most special and important guest tonight, Xiao Chen."

The audience erupted in deafening screams.

"Xiao Chen!"

"Xiao Chen!"

Mei Yanfang took the microphone.

"He sang this song better than any of us."

After she finished speaking, she paused and took a deep breath.

"Many people may be curious as to why we would invite a seven-year-old child to stand on such an important stage."

"Now, I want to tell you why."

"A while ago, I had a minor health issue that I wasn't even aware of."

"It was Xiao Chen. He told me to go see a doctor and have a full-body checkup."

The audience erupted in uproar.

The fans looked at each other in bewilderment.

Mei Yanfang looked down at Xiao Chen, her eyes filled with deep gratitude.

"I listened to him and went for a checkup."

"The test results showed early-stage cancer. The doctor said that if it had been delayed by another month or two, even a miracle wouldn't have been able to save it."

boom--!

A bomb was dropped on the entire stadium!

Everyone's gone mad!

"What?!"

"Anita Mui has cancer?!"

"Oh my god! Did Xiao Chen save her?"

Countless fans broke down in tears on the spot.

They couldn't imagine what a loss it would be to lose this queen of the music scene!

Anita Mui raised the microphone, her voice choked with emotion.

"So, he's neither my guest nor my junior. He..."

"He is my benefactor."

"He's my savior!"

After speaking, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, she solemnly bowed to Xiao Chen.

At that moment, tears streamed down the faces of all the fans in the audience once again.

The way they looked at Xiao Chen changed.

Besides being amazed and fond of it, I am also filled with endless gratitude!

Leslie Cheung gently helped Anita Mui up, patted her back, and then took the microphone.

"Everyone has times when dark clouds gather in their lives."

"I'm no exception."

"When I felt the world was bleak, this little guy appeared."

He reached out, but instead of rubbing Xiao Chen's head, he gently placed his hand on Xiao Chen's shoulder.

"He's like a little sun."

"You don't need to say anything. Just having him stand there and smile at you makes you feel like the whole world has been brightened up."

Leslie Cheung looked at Xiao Chen with tender eyes.

"Thank you, Xiao Chen."

Thank you for coming into my life.

If Anita Mui's words were a bombshell...

Leslie Cheung's words were like a warm current.

The fans understood.

This child is irreplaceable to their idol.

"Xiao Chen—!!"

"Xiao Chen, we love you!!"

"Thank you!!"

This time, the shouts were no longer just fervent cries, but heartfelt gratitude.

The entire Hung Hom district became a sea of ​​Xiao Chen's name.

In a corner backstage, Ye Huimei covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

She knew her son was very capable and knew how to please people.

But she never knew that he had already done so many earth-shattering things.

Did they save Anita Mui?

Did it heal Leslie Cheung?

An overwhelming sense of pride overwhelmed Ye Huimei!

……

the next day.

The newsstands throughout the entire port city were all dominated by the same name.

Shocking! A seven-year-old prodigy achieves overnight fame, bringing tears to the eyes of thousands at the Hong Kong Coliseum!

"The Legendary Twins Protect Him, But Who Exactly is the Mysterious Boy Xiao Chen?"

Anita Mui tearfully reveals she has cancer; her savior is a seven-year-old child!

Leslie Cheung's "Little Sun"—A Light to Dispel the Gloom!

The front page headline, the largest page.

All of them were Xiao Chen's exquisitely handsome face.

Photos of him singing on stage were magnified infinitely.

The entire port city was in an uproar.

The name Xiao Chen spread throughout the streets and alleys overnight.

At that moment, the legend himself appeared at Kai Tak Airport, dragging a small suitcase.

Xiao Chen is going home.

The atmosphere in the airport's VIP lounge was somewhat melancholic.

Leslie Cheung and Anita Mui both came, without any assistants, just like ordinary family members seeing each other off.

Anita Mui squatted down, her eyes red-rimmed.

"Xiao Chen, when you get back, eat well and sleep well, okay?"

"Also, call Sister Mei often."

"If anyone dares to bully you, tell me, and I'll fly over and beat them up for you!"

As she spoke, she took off a piece of jade Guanyin of excellent quality from her neck and put it on Xiao Chen's neck without saying a word.

"You must wear this close to your body for protection."

Xiao Chen nodded obediently, reached out his little hand, and gently hugged her.

"Sister Mei, you have to listen to me too."

"Take your medication on time, have regular check-ups, and don't drink alcohol secretly."

"I'll call and keep an eye on you."

A few simple words were enough to break Anita Mui's defenses, and she could no longer hold back her tears, which flowed freely.