Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Xu Qing believed it.

That day, the two of them each had an earphone and were listening to a sad love song.

At that time, Xu Qing was full of vigor and ambition, pointing out the flaws in the country.

He said, "The lyrics are terrible, just pointless whining. If I ever have a lover in the future, I will never let her listen to this kind of sad song."

At the time, Luo Qianyu laughed at him for not understanding romance.

But now.

On the screen, Xu Qing, the man who once said he would "never sing a sad love song," is standing under the spotlight, singing a song that hurts more than anyone else.

"I used to think its singing style was affected, but now it sounds quite lively."

"Perhaps time has made our ears more tolerant."

Luo Qianyu felt her vision was a little blurry.

She haphazardly ripped off the face mask, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

"Fool……"

She muttered to herself, "We just broke up, why are you singing like the sky is falling?"

On stage, the emotions continue to build layer by layer.

Xu Qing was completely immersed in her own world.

System? Competition? Fame and fortune?

None of that matters now.

All he wants to do is sing.

Sing this to the person who can no longer hear it.

"Nowadays, I always feel lost when I listen to music alone."

"I hallucinate you whispering softly in my ear..."

"How gentle the night is, how much you love me."

There was a round-faced girl named Zhang Xiaohua at the scene who originally came to see another young male idol.

But as she listened, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

She thought of her deceased grandfather, the love letter she couldn't send on that rainy day, and all the regrets of the past.

This kind of sadness is contagious.

There's no need for heart-wrenching cries; this calm narration is like a dull knife, slowly grinding against one's heart.

"Nowadays, listening to music alone always makes me feel sad."

Love is no longer here, but I haven't escaped yet.

Xu Qing's voice was choked with emotion, but he quickly suppressed it.

It was a desperate attempt at self-control before an adult's breakdown.

That's the most dangerous thing.

The song ended.

The last note faded into the air, leaving the scene in a deathly silence.

There was no applause, no screams.

A full five seconds passed.

Someone sniffed first.

Then, applause suddenly erupted.

Zhang Xiaohua, sitting in the front row, had already cried so hard her makeup was ruined. Wiping away tears, she cried out, "It's so heartbreaking! Waaaaah!"

In the control room, Wang Gang stared blankly at the monitor.

The real-time viewership ratings curve suddenly surged!

exploded!

This didn't follow the script at all, yet it still went viral?

On stage, the lights came back on.

Xu Qing, holding his guitar, bowed slightly.

Ke Min, sitting on the judges' panel, took off her glasses, wiped the corner of her eye, and then put them back on.

She picked up the microphone, her tone unusually serious.

"Xu Qing, right?"

Ke Min stared at the information card in her hand, her brows furrowed deeply. "This information says you're participating in the competition to raise money for your paralyzed grandmother's medical expenses?"

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Is it that bad?

Is this the story behind this song?

No wonder he sang with such despair!

Wang Gang, backstage, was extremely nervous. He both hoped Xu Qing would cover up the lie and feared the kid would do something foolish.

Xu Qing raised her head, her eyes terrifyingly clear.

"no."

Only two words.

Simple and straightforward.

Ke Min was stunned for a moment, not expecting him to deny it so directly.

"The information is wrong."

Xu Qing said calmly, "I am an orphan. I don't have a grandmother. I grew up in an orphanage."

Wang Gang slammed his headphones down in anger in the control room: "Damn it! Does this kid want to die?!"

The audience was also completely bewildered.

Is this something I can say directly?

This is a live stream, man!

A look of admiration flashed in Ke Min's eyes.

In the entertainment industry, which is full of fabricated personas, sincerity is a rare and precious resource.

"Very good, I like your honesty."

Ke Min put down the information card, leaned forward, and stared intently at Xu Qing. "If it wasn't for money, or for your family, then why did you sing such a... such a heartbreaking song?"

"Skills can be practiced, but this kind of emotion can't be acted out."

"The 'auditory hallucinations' in the lyrics—who is the person causing your hallucinations?"

That's a good question.

Everyone's ears perked up.

The Eight Trigrams are human nature.

Luo Qianyu held her breath in front of the television.

She clutched the cushion, her heart pounding.

"Is it because of me?"

She asked herself, "Is it because our breakup was too painful?"

On stage, Xu Qing remained silent for a moment.

He looked down at the cartoon fish sticker on the guitar.

It happened during a night market trip. She insisted on sticking to him, saying that he was her doppelganger, so that even if she wasn't by his side, she could still sing with him.

Xu Qing looked bitter.

He raised his head, facing the camera, and also facing that distant paradise.

"This song is for my love."

Ke Min pressed further, "Was she on set today? If so, I'd like to ask the director to give her a shot."

The audience began to look around, searching for the happy woman.

Luo Qianyu blushed in front of the TV.

"Oh dear, I already told you not to make it public..."

She even started to wonder if she should hold back and agree if Xu Qing asked to get back together now.

however.

next second.

Xu Qing's voice, transmitted via electricity, reached every corner of the country.

She's gone.

Xu Qing's voice was soft, yet it sent a shiver down one's spine.

Ke Min was taken aback: "You didn't come to the event? Are you watching the live stream?"

Xu Qing shook his head.

The light in his eyes shone for a moment, then quickly dimmed.

"What I mean is..."

She has passed away.

He passed away due to illness a year ago.

boom--!

The scene instantly erupted in chaos.

Sighs of sympathy rose and fell from the audience, and countless sympathetic glances were cast at the lonely figure on the stage.

"Oh my god, how pitiful!"

"No wonder he sings so sincerely!"

"Is this the God of Pure Love? His wife died, yet he still strives to fulfill his dream?"

"Waaaaah, I want to vote for him!"

in front of the TV.

Luo Qianyu's smile froze on her face.

The cushion in her hand slipped and fell to the ground.

She blinked, then blinked again.

Then he raised his hand, touched his warm cheek, and then touched his still-beating heart.

"ha?????"

Luo Qianyu pointed at Xu Qing on the TV, her whole body cracking.

"Passed away???"

"I!?????"

"I was just debating whether to play hard to get back together, and it turns out I've been dead for a year???"