My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

The venue was very quiet, and the young man's clean voice sounded particularly clear.

Shen Li was slightly stunned.

He said -- the last song, faith, is for my sister.

This is a link she didn't know before.

Faith is Lin Fengmian's most popular and highly rated song.

He paid countless efforts for this song, and even his first album was named after this name.

It can be seen that he cherishes and values this song.

Throughout the concert, he sang many songs, including rock, lyric and even a romantic jazz.

But faith alone, he never touched it.

original......

I was waiting here.

Shen Li blinked gently, as if there was a wind blowing, bringing a chill to the bottom of her eyes.

But deep in my heart, like a little hot, the temperature burns up with it.

She looked at the boy on the stage.

——The boy who once lay unconscious on the kitchen floor with his eyes closed, the boy who once stood timidly at the door of her room and whispered "sister", the boy who once wiped his hands on her old clothes before taking over her book, and asked with a blank and uneasy face, "the clouds are easy to disperse, the glass is crisp, isn't it not very good?", Day after day, year after year, the boy who followed her, helped her with her schoolbag and helped her fight, the boy who looked at her with red eyes but didn't shed another tear after losing his mother, stayed alone in a foreign country and devoted all his time and energy to the practice room, The boys who only rely on the few emails with her to spend a lonely and quiet day

I don't know when he has grown into a proud look.

......

Lin Fengmian looked at the audience.

In such a large venue, the sea of stars shakes.

And she's right in front of the stage.

He can make countless people crazy about him and easily control the joys, sorrows and joys of countless people.

He reaped countless joy, followed, and experienced countless dark tides.

He walked in this circle like walking on thin ice, careful and cautious, and never dared to be a little slack.

Because he wants to run faster, stand higher and become stronger.

Only in that way can we better protect her.

Finally, he stood here.

At this time, he gave her the stage and the most important song for him.

Because - no one is more important than her.

Lin Fengmian came to the piano and sat down on the piano bench. His white hand fell on the black and white keys, becoming more and more beautiful.

Then a string of low melodious music sounded.

The venue is still very quiet, except for the sound of the piano.

The young man's low voice singing staggered with it, and the light scattered from his head, as if he had also plated a layer of light on his delicate and beautiful face.

The eyelashes of crow feather are low, and the young man in white shirt is clever and clean, beautiful like a picture.

——He struggled out of the darkness and finally saw a ray of light.

......

Perhaps this scene was too beautiful, or some unspeakable tacit understanding. When Lin Fengmian solo sang the song faith, the sports center, which accommodated 80000 people, was very quiet.

This is the most quiet and peaceful moment of the evening.

He said, this song is for my sister.

So——

To my sister.

It seems that even the air has become viscous, and all the pity, love, heartache and admiration... Are gathered in this quiet.

Peace and tranquility, but full of rise.

Ren Qian inadvertently turned his head and saw he Xiaochen sitting beside him staring at the stage with tears on his face.

He was stunned, then immediately took out toilet paper from his pocket and handed it to him.

He Xiaochen regained consciousness and wiped his tears in a hurry.

But Lin Fengmian is still singing, and Shen Li is also sitting in front. Her eyes linger on the two people. When she thinks of their old times, her tears can't stop.

Not only he Xiaochen, but also many fans in the venue have red eyes and falling tears.

They restrained, only low and shallow sobs, hidden under the music, in fact, they were not clear.

He Xiaochen looked at Ren Qian slightly with red eyes and nose, and his voice was hoarse:

"Thank you..."

She was obviously trying to restrain herself, but she still had an obvious cry.

Ren Qian's voice was very quiet

"Stop crying."

He Xiaochen nodded and looked back at the stage. Yu Guang glanced and saw that Shen Li's sweater hat was a little crooked because she waved the aid stick. Shen Zhijin was leaning sideways, slightly hanging his eyes, and calmly and naturally helped her tidy up her hat.

Lu Huai and are also looking sideways. They have always had a cold and precious face, but when they look at Shen Li, they are indulged and spoiled.

Everyone is watching Lin Fengmian.

But those who love her are looking at her.

He Xiaochen covered his mouth, and the tears flowed more fiercely. This time, he cried fiercely, and even his body was trembling slightly.

Ren Qian sighed helplessly, took back the paper towel from her hand, took out one and handed it over.

He Xiaochen took it and used it quickly.

Ren Qian looked at her and came to her ear: "haven't you cried enough?"

He Xiaochen bit his lower lip and nodded with tears. His sight was blurred.

Ren Qian paused for a while, like compromise or helplessness:

"I'll lend you my shoulder."

He Xiaochen looked at him pitifully.

Ren Qian also looked at her.

"Woo!"

He Xiaochen finally couldn't help sobbing, his forehead against his shoulder and began to cry.

Inside the venue, many people were crying.

But, but

But only she and Shen Li sat at the same table. Only she knew what the past was like before this day.

Ren Qian looked down at her, looked at the stage again, and sighed gently.

He raised his hand and patted her on the back.

"Well, cry."

.......

At the end of the song, the sound of the piano and the voice of the youth became ethereal.

He pressed the last key, stopped and looked over again.

Almost at the same time, Shen Li raised the banner higher in his hand.

The camera timely swept over, so the next second, countless fans in the venue saw that beautiful face again.

Different from the calm appearance before, at this time, her peach blossom eyes bent a good-looking arc, the corners of her lips rose, the pear vortex loomed, and the fundus of her eyes was stained with endless starlight.

She held up a hand.

When she came earlier, her hands were folded, so everyone couldn't see the content above.

At this moment, she unfolded it, and the handwriting printed on it was exposed on the huge screen, very clear.

Everyone saw it.

——[Amiens, forever superstar]

Whether in her previous life or in this life, he is the only and forever superstar in her heart.