don't call me singer

In the special care unit of Dongwon University First Affiliated Hospital, Lao Hong is still in a coma.

The life-support device was still running responsibly, but the family members who signed the agreement to move Lao Hong out of the ICU all knew that the last moment was coming.

The old man's body is like this. The old man who originally looked tougher than anyone else was struck down by a sudden infection, followed by multiple organ failure and the outbreak of various hidden diseases...

Next to Lao Hong's hospital bed, Professor Chen leaned on the bed and stretched out his hand to hold Lao Hong's withered hand.

He wanted to see the last appearance of his old friend, but with his eyes fixed at 3.5 meters, he couldn't see clearly.

Today, it's a little more unclear than in previous years.

I don't know why, it's a little blurry.

He could only tighten the big hand in his hand, tighten it, then relax it, tighten it, and relax it again.

Only in this way can we feel that our old friend is still alive.

"Grandpa... you can go next door and rest for a while. I will guard Grandpa Hong here." Granddaughter Shen Yan whispered.

Professor Chen shook his head and said nothing.

Shen Yan looked across again.

Opposite him, Uncle Hong's eyes were sunken, his beard was unkempt, and his hair was like a chicken coop.

He lay next to Lao Hong's shoulder like a child, burying his face in Lao Hong's arms, as if he wanted to remember his breath.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and the door opened. Hong Yunhui, who had been busy, walked in a little tiredly. Uncle Hong looked up and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiaohui, don't worry about those things. Give it to someone else, you come..."

Hong Yunhui walked to the hospital bed, squatted down, and held his grandfather's hand.

This big warm hand once touched the top of his head and spanked him hard.

No matter when, these hands are so powerful.

But now he is so weak that he can't even hold it tightly.

"Grandpa, please get well soon... Do you remember? You once said that you wanted to have a grandson."

"Yan Zi is already 28 weeks pregnant. You will soon be Grandpa Zeng."

"Grandpa, open your eyes and look at me..."

"Woooooooooooo..."

While squatting here, the emotion that he had been escaping through busyness could no longer be controlled. Hong Yunhui buried his face in Lao Hong's hand and started to cry.

Just then, he heard a voice.

The voice was weak and low, hardly like Lao Hong's.

"Hui...don't cry."

"You are going to be a father, how can you cry and cry."

"Our Lao Hong family does not have such cowards."

The sound was intermittent, but very clear.

"Dad! Dad!" Next to him, Uncle Hong was surprised to see Lao Hong wake up.

Professor Chen next to him held his hand tightly.

After explaining a few more words, Lao Hong said to Uncle Hong: "Call me..."

"Hey, hey, I'll call big brother right now!" Uncle Hong was about to take out his cell phone.

"Nonsense! Your brother's... mission... don't disturb him. What you should say... I've said it a long time ago... call me... give it to Xiaobai, give it to Xiaobai!"

noob?

Uncle Hong was stunned.

Why call Xiaobai?

"Call Xiaobai!"

Lao Hong's voice suddenly became louder, as if he was back with a loud voice.

"Hey, hey, I'm going to call, I'm going to call!" Uncle Hong quickly went to take out his cell phone, but stopped halfway.

He didn't have Gu Xiaobai's phone number.

And... Gu Xiaobai, whom I see every day on the news, is floating in the Western Atlantic Ocean right now.

Can I find him by calling him?

"I'll call Shanshan." Shen Yan said quickly. Although Gu Xiaobai no longer sings, his manager can definitely contact him.

After explaining the situation and hanging up the phone, Shen Yan said: "Shanshan said she would contact Xiaobai right away, and she rushed over right away."

"Okay... okay." Lao Hong was relieved and said

The atmosphere in the ward was actually not relaxed. On the one hand, it was because of Lao Hong's condition, and on the other hand, they were worried that Gu Xiaobai would not come.

Because Gu Xiaobai is really too busy.

They didn't want to disturb Gu Xiaobai, but they didn't want an old man to leave in disappointment.

When more than half an hour passed, there was a sudden roar in the sky, and everyone raised their heads.

"Old Hong!" A voice came from the window.

Hong Yunhui opened the window, and Gu Xiaobai jumped in. He looked at Lao Hong on the hospital bed and screamed: "Old Hong! What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

When he reached Lao Hong's side, Gu Xiaobai stopped.

Gu Xiaobai has experienced death.

Countless deaths.

Even his own death.

He could tell that the old man in front of him was exhausted.

Seeing Gu Xiaobai coming, Erbo Hong showed a hard smile and gave up his position.

Gu Xiaobai walked to the bed and held the old man's bony hand.

The old man's hands were already a little cold.

"Mr. Hong, you... why didn't you tell me earlier..." Even though he had experienced so many deaths, Gu Xiaobai could not help but have red eyes, "I haven't... there are still a lot of things I have to say. Let me tell you, there are still many things I haven’t asked you..."

"Hahahahahahahahaha cough cough cough..." Lao Hong actually laughed on the hospital bed, but after a few laughs it turned into a weak cough: "Don't you always call me Lao Hong? Why have you become Hong Lao? ?Are you scared because you see me dying? I still like your unruly look."

Gu Xiaobai: "..."

Although I am very sad, I also want to hit someone. Why?

"Dad!" Uncle Hong next to him couldn't help shouting. You want Xiaobai to come and see you. If Xiaobai comes, don't make him angry.

"Thank you, Xiaobai..." I laughed a few times, "I don't have many friends in my life. I didn't expect you to come and see me, a bad old man. Time is running out. I'll make a long story short..."

"Xiao Bai, I have a bad temper and a tough bone. I don't have a single advantage in my whole body. There is only one place where I am better than others..."

Lao Hong was lost in memories, his eyes a little blurry: "Since I was little, people have called me Hong Dashou. Later, when I joined the army, people called me Hong Dapao. After that, no one dared to call me that..."

"When I was young, a friend said that he really wanted to dissect me and study what was going on with my voice and why it was so loud." Lao Hong coughed, "I thought at the time, I thought at the time ah……"

"Bah, what a beautiful idea! I won't let you be a guinea pig! Ahem, cough..."

While coughing violently, Lao Hong reached out and grabbed Gu Xiaobai's hand, suddenly pulled it forward, and suddenly stabbed his throat hard.

His strength was so strong that Gu Xiaobai staggered and almost fell on top of him.

"Xiao Bai, after I die, you cut me open from here! From here!"

He grabbed Gu Xiaobai's hand and moved down his throat.

"Cut me open from here! Study me inside and out, up and down! Study why my voice is so loud!"

"Xiao Bai, you are good at everything, but your voice is too soft."

"Xiao Bai, please speak louder, speak louder, I can't even hear you when you sing, Xiao Bai!"

"I can't even hear you..." The old man's voice slowly became deeper, and he slowly relaxed his grip on Gu Xiaobai's hand.

But his voice was very firm.

"Xiao Bai, I have signed an agreement to donate my body to your research institute. You must study me. Cut me into pieces. The worse I am, the more I like it. If I can be of some use to you, if I can I would be so happy to have you recover quickly..."

"Xiao Bai, don't give up, keep singing! I really want to hear you sing!" The old man's voice suddenly became louder again.

"Okay! Okay! I sing, I sing!" Gu Xiaobai burst into tears and had long since burst into tears.

He could feel the power draining away.

The old man is disappearing.

His last obsession has been finished.

"Xiao Bai, I can't hear what you are saying, I can't hear..."

"Xiao Bai, don't cry, I'm going to die soon. After I die, you have to take advantage of me while I'm fresh..."

"Xiao Bai, sing me a song to send me on my last journey..."

The old man's voice became smaller and smaller.

Gu Xiaobai was lying in front of the bed, trembling and singing.

He is still in the process of changing his voice, and his voice is not pleasant and unstable.

But he has sung this song too many times.

His voice grew louder and louder until it was deafening.

“To the east of the mountains, the prairie fire is ablaze.

The nation is in danger and the country is in trouble;

The parents are poor, the brothers are hungry and cold,

The heavy responsibility is on my shoulders,

The responsibility is on my shoulders.

Dear classmates, if I leave.

Waiting for the spring rain to knock on the cold window,

Don’t be greedy for the good dreams of a young man.

Reading is now,

Reading is now.

There was a girl standing by the lake.

She is my sweetheart,

Haven't held hands yet.

Forgive me for not paying it back,

Forgive me for not paying it back. "

Listening to Gu Xiaobai's singing, a smile gradually appeared on Lao Hong's face.

"I'm here...I'm here to find you..."

"Sorry, I am late."

Lao Hong, whose voice was always as loud as a bell, was now so low that it was inaudible.

Everything is flat.

Gu Xiaobai closed his eyes.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

Bow deeply.

With a slight movement of his right hand, bells, drums, and pianos sounded outside the window, and aircraft roared in the sky.

Lao Hong, let me give you a ride.

If there is a chance, we will meet again when you are young.

Outside the window, a man stopped and listened to the deafening sound.

Listen to the melody repeated over and over again:

Forgive me for not paying back, forgive me for not paying back...

They looked around blankly, not knowing what was happening.

But the emotions in the bells, drums and roaring have already explained everything.

Someone took off his hat and stood on the street.

Someone ran out of the room and looked up at the door.

Many cars stopped on the side of the road and pedestrians stood up from their benches.

Today, the star died.

There are many chapters of God of Song that I really don’t want to write.

But I can’t delay it any longer. In the next few days, I will try to update it every day and write the end.

The new book "Unrequited Father" has been released, and it is a brand new theme. Uncle Ha has created a super huge setting this time, but he plans to write a very relaxed story.

This is the first time Uncle Ha has tried this kind of writing (why do I say so again), I strongly hope everyone will try it, and I hope everyone likes it.

In short, since the signing of the first book in 04, Uncle Ha has been coding for 20 years, but his desire to die has never died.

Uncle Ha knows that it’s really desperate to keep changing styles and themes, but he still hopes that everyone will support him no matter what.

Thank you everyone.