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Beijing, Yangcheng, and Chang'an, as long as Yan Fuguang appeared, there were as many people as temple fairs.

Fans who really can't go can also feast their eyes during this time, and Reuters can watch it from various angles every day.

Although the photos taken by passers-by are not as detailed as those taken by high-definition cameras, Yan Fuguang in their shots is more vivid and real.

The most out-of-the-box scene is the scene of Yan Fuguang waiting for the scene, which was recorded by a fan in Yangcheng.

The pop-up store in Yangcheng was built on the fountain square of a large local shopping mall. The temperature in Yangcheng is suitable and it is an open-air place, so the light is particularly good.

Yan Fuguang was wearing a ginger-yellow slim dress that day, with narrow shoulder straps and a generous collar, and the skirt was knee-length.

The close-fitting tailoring made Yan Fuguang's figure as beautiful as a work of art. She stood there tall and tall, and even though all the eyes of the audience were focused on her, she was still so calm and composed.

Not far behind her is the audience. Although there are fences and security guards, the distance is really close, about a little more than one meter.

In such a crowded place, those who can snatch such an excellent viewing spot must be fans. Although they can only see Yan Fuguang's back, there are still many people who are so excited that they want to cry.

A girl couldn't hold back, and called out Yan Fuguang's name in a crying voice.

Although there was noise all around, and there was a host talking not far away, Yan Fuguang still heard her voice.

The movement of Yan Fuguang turning his head immediately caused a burst of exclamation, and the crowd behind the railing jumped and shouted, trying to make Yan Fuguang notice him.

That girl did the same, waving frantically while wiping her tears, and couldn't stop being hit on the head by the person behind her.

Yan Fuguang smiled at her, and silently said "Be careful", but he didn't know that this behavior made the girl cry even harder.

Jiang Muyan covered his mouth, tears streaming down his face.

She and Yan Fuguang are not strangers without a relationship. She has liked Yan Fuguang for a long time and wanted to thank her for a long time.

She just graduated from high school three years ago, other classmates can have fun, but she can't because her sister is sick.

Jiang Muyan's younger sister is four years younger than her. Although the two sisters play and quarrel every day, they have a very good relationship.

One day, my younger sister suddenly started yelling about dizziness and headaches. The family thought she was going to be in the third grade of junior high school soon, and she was tired of studying and making excuses.

Afterwards, it was like this for several days. My sister always said that she felt sick and wanted to vomit, and her temper became very bad.

The parents finally realized that the child was really sick.

No one thought that a teenage child would suffer from any serious illness, they all thought it was a common headache and brain fever.

But the results of the inspection made the whole family dumbfounded.

Glioma!
Jiang Muyan never thought that her younger sister would suffer from physical problems. How could the lively and lovely little girl be sick just because she was sick?

She doesn't know what glioma is, but as long as the word "tumor" is touched, the degree of fear will increase tenfold and a hundredfold.

Jiang Muyan was with her sister outside the door when the doctor told her parents, but she secretly checked it online after she went back.

"About 70% of all primary malignancies of the central nervous system..."

The first sentence at the beginning made Jiang Muyan feel like he was struck by lightning.

Tumor, or malignant, even if she has no medical knowledge at all, she knows what this sentence means.

She didn't understand how her younger sister, who rarely had a cold or fever since she was a child, suddenly developed a malignant tumor in her head.

Everyone in the family kept it from their sister and didn't want the child to bear such a great pressure, but Jiang Muyan had seen her mother crying in the room more than once.

Although the doctor said that it should be a low-grade glioma at present, the prognosis is relatively good if treated early.

However, conservative treatment cannot guarantee the curative effect. If surgical treatment requires craniotomy, it is not a minor operation anyway. The most important thing is that the disease cannot guarantee that it will not recur in the future.

Throughout the summer vacation, the home was permeated with a deliberately created cheerful atmosphere. Parents were running around to connect their children with the best hospitals. Jiang Muyan had only one task, to make his sister as happy as possible.

During the summer vacation that year, Jiang Muyan watched many dramas she wanted to watch with her sister at home, and chased variety shows with her.

During that time, "Survival on a Deserted Island" was on the air, and it was from then on that the sisters got to know Yan Fuguang.

Because my sister often gets dizzy, she can't watch those cool blockbuster special effects, and can't stand the dazzling visual effects of stage shows. It's rare that the live broadcast of "Survival on a Deserted Island" has no dazzling lighting and sound effects, only natural scenery and novel life on a deserted island.

Especially in Yan Fuguang's live broadcast room, the beautiful scenery, beauties, and the voice of the voice are so pleasant, no matter when you watch it, you feel comfortable.

In the next few days, the home was even connected to Yan Fuguang's live broadcast [-]/[-]. Sometimes my sister was really dizzy and didn't want to watch the screen. Listening to Yan Fuguang's voice and closing her eyes, she could sleep more peacefully than before.

The two songs that Yan Fuguang sang on the show hadn't been released yet, so Jiang Muyan deliberately copied the audio because his sister liked it very much.

The Jiang family's economic conditions are not bad, and there is no problem of looking down on doctors, but the decision to open the craniotomy is too difficult. After discussing with the doctor, the parents decided to treat conservatively and see the effect.

After another half a year, my younger sister received radiotherapy and chemotherapy, and her seaweed-like long hair was now completely shaved.

But the treatment effect was not satisfactory. The tumor did not shrink as everyone expected. On the contrary, she had more headaches and dizziness than before.

Even if the doctor didn't say it, they knew that conservative treatment didn't work well, and there was only one way for my sister, surgery.

After being ill for more than half a year, my younger sister must know her physical condition. She accepted the fact calmly. She is not a five or six-year-old child, and she knows that crying and fussing can't solve the problem.

The parents contacted the hospital in Beijing for the younger sister, and in the summer of the second year after the diagnosis, the younger sister finally had to undergo surgery.

Everyone was worried, but everyone had to pretend that they were in a good state of mind. Although my sister didn't say anything, every time Jiang Muyan saw her confused eyes looking out of the window, his heart ached.

During that time, Jiang Muyan was under a lot of pressure.

She is just a little girl who is not yet [-] years old, and she is anxious every day. Maybe when she opens her eyes one day, her sister will suddenly disappear.

For the first time, Jiang Muyan knew that facing the impermanence of life would be so painful.

My sister is going to have an operation next week. Jiang Muyan is with her in the hospital almost every day. No one knows what the future will hold. The closer the operation date is, the more anxious she becomes.

She didn't know who to tell, friends and classmates, it seemed that there was no need to talk, no one could empathize with her, and some sufferings were destined to be borne by herself.

Jiang Muyan flicked on the phone unintentionally, but her eyes were not focused. In fact, she really wanted to talk to someone about her fear.

Suddenly, she thought of a "tree hole" that would be the least unexpected.

Here she doesn't have to face the worried but helpless eyes of her friends, she won't put extra pressure on her parents, and maybe there will be no response, but here she can speak freely.

Jiang Muyan's fingers rested on Yan Fuguang's homepage, and the words "private message" below it jumped into his eyes.