Chapter 228: Concert 11

Xiang Fei and Zhou Huimin stood at the center of the stage, looking at the reluctant audience below.

Xiang Fei picked up the microphone, his voice slightly hoarse from exhaustion yet still full of power: "Everyone, the concert is about to end..."

He turned to look at the backstage entrance, a warm smile on his face: "Let's welcome all the guests of tonight to sing one last song for everyone!"

Amid thunderous applause, Cheng Long, Mei Yanfang, Zhang Guorong, Xu Guanjie, Li Keqin, and Chen Huilin walked onto the stage one after another. Eight superstars stood shoulder to shoulder—a breathtaking sight!

The accompaniment of "Goodbye" began to play softly. Xiang Fei took a deep breath and said into the microphone: "This song is for every friend here tonight."

The eight singers exchanged smiles and began this farewell-filled chorus in perfect harmony—

Xiang Fei and Zhou Huimin: (gazing at each other tenderly)

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say goodbye to you..."

"Because perhaps I'll never see you again..."

Cheng Long and Chen Huilin: (bold and heroic, tinged with sorrow)

"Tomorrow I will leave, you in this familiar place..."

"When we must part, my tears just fall..."

Xu Guanjie & Li Keqin: (warm and resolute)

"I will keep your face firmly in my heart..."

"I will treasure the longing you've given me..."

Zhang Guorong & Mei Yanfang: (elegant and composed)

"I cannot promise you whether I will come back again..."

"Without looking back, without looking back, I walk on..."

When the singers reached the second chorus—"These days will never be erased from my heart"—the audience below was already weeping—

Young couples held each other tight, middle-aged husbands and wives wiped away tears, even the security guards had reddened eyes.

In the VIP seats, Xiang Tai leaned on Xiang Qiang's shoulder. Little Xiang Yang blinked in innocent confusion: "Why is Grandma crying?"

Xiang Zuo rubbed his nephew's head: "Because your daddy, mommy, uncles, and aunts sang too well."

The final note fell, and the eight superstars bowed deeply on stage.

Xiang Fei straightened up, his voice heavy: "Farewell, may you all be well."

The audience erupted in long-lasting applause, reluctant to leave. Someone shouted: "Xiang Fei, we will support you forever!"

Backstage, the joyful atmosphere diluted the sorrow of parting—

Cheng Long scooped up Xiang Yang at once: "Little guy, did Uncle sing well?"

-Mei Yanfang, cigarette dangling from her lips, teased: "A-Fei, next time give me half a year's notice for the concert, so I can quit smoking and protect my voice."

Zhang Guorong elegantly adjusted his suit: "You two stole the whole show tonight."

Suddenly, little Xiang Yang broke free from Cheng Long's arms and dashed to Xiang Fei: "Daddy, you're amazing!"

The childish voice made everyone burst into laughter. Xiang Yang shyly burrowed into his father's arms, only a flushed little face peeking out.

Zhou Huimin gently wiped the sweat from her husband's brow: "Exhausted?"

Xiang Fei shook his head, wrapping his arms around his wife and son: "With you here, not tired at all."

Xu Guanjie raised his champagne: "Come! A toast to tonight's perfect performance!"

Everyone clinked glasses, laughter echoing backstage. Mei Yanfang suddenly suggested: "How about we do this every year?"

Cheng Long immediately responded: "Great! Next time at my Jackie Chan Stunt Team's place!"

Zhang Guorong elegantly sipped his wine: "Remember to reserve a solo segment with Sam for me."

The night deepened, and the stars departed one by one.

Xiang Fei's family stood in the parking lot, gazing at the starry sky. Little Xiang Yang had already fallen asleep in his father's arms, still tightly clutching the doll Cheng Long had given him.

Zhou Huimin leaned on her husband's shoulder: "Tonight was really beautiful."

Xiang Fei kissed her forehead: "There will be many more nights like this in the future."