I am terminally ill, but I am healing the world with my songs

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Wen He's newly released "Chasing the Light" video saw its data increase tenfold with each refresh!

The speed was unimaginable!

The hand trembling above the screen hovered in mid-air, afraid to refresh again.

Even Wen He's parents, who didn't use Douyin, knew…

…just how terrifying Wen He's newly released video was!

In recent days, Wen He's parents had been trying every possible way to contact her.

However, their phone numbers had been blacklisted, making it impossible to call, and their messages were rejected.

They tried using their neighbors' and friends' phones to call Wen He.

Although they could get through, Wen He wouldn't give them any chance to speak once she heard their voices, hanging up immediately and adding the numbers to the blacklist.

In just a few days, Wen He's parents seemed to have aged several years.

Everything they ate tasted like chewing wax, difficult to swallow.

They tossed and turned every night, unable to sleep.

Besides being envious and jealous of the huge fortune Wen He now possessed…

…the most important thing was that Wen He was going to sue them, and this was definitely not a joke.

They were quite frightened by this situation.

Because they were afraid of going to jail, they had been intensely searching online for the past few days to see if what they had done to Wen He constituted a criminal offense.

If so, what was the sentence, and how long would they have to serve?

The more they searched, the more desperate they became, and the more they looked, the more frightened they were.

They were even startled awake by nightmares several times.

"Dad, Mom, did you know that my brother released a new song?" Wen Ze said excitedly upon returning from school.

Although no one at school believed that Wen He was his biological brother, Wen Ze still felt incredibly proud.

After all, Wen He had become famous all over the internet and had as many as tens of millions of fans!

Almost everyone at their school was a fan of his.

Especially today, when Wen He released his new song, the whole school was buzzing.

Everyone was discussing it excitedly, and some were even moved to tears.

As his younger brother, Wen Ze couldn't help but feel proud seeing everyone so happy and enthusiastic.

As soon as he got home, Wen Ze wanted to tell his parents the good news.

But as soon as he spoke, he realized that the atmosphere at home didn't seem suitable for such things…

By the time Wen Ze realized this, it was already too late.

"We spent so much money for you to take singing classes, where have you gotten to?" Wen's mother questioned with displeasure.

"Learned…learned how to adjust the timbre, and…"

"Sing a section for us to hear," Wen's father interrupted directly.

Wen Ze didn't dare to resist, so he took out the song "The World's Beauty is Interlocked with You," which he had practiced many times.

However…

…before he could sing a few sections, Wen's mother stopped him.

"Stop, stop, stop! Listen to what you're singing! We spent so much money, and this is what you've learned?"

Hearing Wen Ze's song, Wen's mother's face turned ashen, as if she had swallowed a fly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"I haven't been learning for very long…"

Wen Ze shrank his neck in fear, defending himself in a low voice.

"Not learning for very long? Your brother never even learned! He's always coughing, and he can still sing like that. Look at you, what good are you!?"

"You're no good at studying, no good at singing, no good at working. You're only good at eating and spending money."

"How did we give birth to such a useless thing like you."

"If you were even half as useful as your brother, I wouldn't say a word to you."

"Tomorrow, I'm going to ask your teacher at the singing class what they're teaching. Where did all the money go? You've been learning for so long, and you sing so terribly."

Hearing Wen's mother's words, Wen Ze's mind crashed, his thoughts blank, and he was stunned in place.

He never thought that one day, his once responsive, gentle, and lovely mother would become so unfamiliar and cold.

Wen Ze couldn't believe that these words came from Wen's mother's mouth.

From childhood, he had never been beaten, and even when scolded, it was only a stern warning.

Words like these, piercing his heart and cutting his flesh…

…deeply hurt Wen Ze's heart.

"My brother is so good, so useful, why did you always hit and scold him!"

"Wasn't he forced to leave our family by you!"

"Go out and ask, who doesn't need to learn singing for a year or two? Who can learn it in a month? You still want to cause a scene at our singing class? I'd be embarrassed if you weren't!"

Wen Ze roared with red eyes.

Unlike Wen He, who had grown up in a PUA environment since childhood.

He had always been the pampered one, so being spoken to like this, he naturally wouldn't swallow his anger like Wen He, but would directly resist and retort.

Slap!

A loud slap landed directly on Wen Ze's face.

"Have I been too indulgent with you usually? How dare you talk to me like that?" Wen's mother was also so angry that she was out of breath.

He was stunned by the slap.

Tears streaming down his face, he looked at Wen's mother with hatred in his eyes.

This was the first time Wen Ze had been hit like this.

"I hate you!" Wen Ze roared and ran crying back to his room.

Then, with a "Bang!", he slammed the door shut and immediately locked it.

Seeing this situation, Wen's father's brows furrowed.

"I'll count to three, come out now," Wen's father warned in a deep voice.

"… … … …"

There was no sound from the room.

Wen's father didn't expect that a slap would lead to a slammed door. What would happen when he grew up?

He had to discipline his bad temper today!

"Three."

"Two."

"… … … …"

Seeing that Wen Ze wasn't falling for this, Wen's father was also furious. He went straight to open the door, only to find that it was locked.

Wen's father took out the spare key and opened Wen Ze's room, while also pulling out his belt.

Each swing of the belt was accompanied by a scream.

After hitting him for a while, he left.

Wen Ze was bruised all over, curled up in the corner.

Tears streaming down his face, his body trembled with fear.

At this moment…

…a gentle voice echoed in his mind.

— "Hoping you ~ are loved by this world ~"

— "Someone to comfort you when you cry ~ someone to talk to when you're tired ~"

— "Someone will understand ~ your wounds ~"

— "The happiness you want ~ won't be too tortuous ~"

Wen He's singing gradually reminded him of Wen He's experiences at home.

Feeling empathy, Wen Ze realized…

…what kind of life Wen He had been living all these years.

Remembering how he had laughed at Wen He before, and even taken the room that should have belonged to Wen He.

Intense guilt made Wen Ze extremely painful. He hugged his quilt and sobbed softly.

"Brother… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"

He choked, his heart aching terribly.

The child who had never grown up suddenly grew up today.

Before, he always thought…

…that people grow up slowly.

Later, he realized that people grow up in those few moments.