Looking at Heather's bright smile, Renly spread his hands, "I think it's more likely that I can't even pass the audition, and then I'll be eliminated directly. Then you will pass the test and go all the way to the end. , to become the new American Idol and realize his dream."
Heather thought that Renly was joking at first, she laughed and was overjoyed, but then she caught the concentration and sincerity in Renly's eyes, which made the smile freeze at the corner of her mouth, and she stayed there for a while. She stayed where she was, and then the smile gradually turned bitter, on the tip of her tongue, and the surge made her almost irresistible, "It's not that simple, I even need help to eat and walk now, how can I go to the United States? Idols' participating in the competition?"
"It's that simple." Renly's voice was still gentlemanly and polite, but at this time, he couldn't refute it. This made Heather suddenly raise his head and cast his eyes in surprise, "That's 'American Idol'! That's A stage that tests your singing, you just need to walk on the stage and sing, and no one will care if you are standing, sitting, or... lying down."
Renly's tongue-in-cheek tone was the same as always, but this time Heather didn't laugh. Anger and irritability began to swell in his heart. He hesitated several times before finally breaking out at this moment, "What do you know? You're not sick. You are not the one lying in the hospital bed, you are not the one who even exposed the privacy of going to the toilet to the nurse! You don't understand anything! You can do anything arbitrarily! You don't understand! You just stand Condescendingly making innocuous comments on the side, it's no different from those arrogant narcissists!"
"I understand, I understand." Renly didn't flinch at all, and looked at Heather unswervingly. The powerful force grabbed Heather's neck, leaving her with almost nowhere to escape. He stared blankly at Ren Li, his eyes fixed.
"I know that when the scythe of death hangs around my neck, when basic survival is a luxury, dreams are a luxury that has no effect, even worse than excrement. But I also know that if even myself Give up, give up dreams, give up hope, then everything is meaningless, we are just lingering, like walking dead, struggling to survive, eating and drinking is the whole of life, the brain has no meaning at all, Instinct, all that is left is instinct. There is no difference between a day and a decade, so it might as well be the end of it.”
Renly's words were still gentle and gentle, but the tenacity hidden in them was loud and powerful, and there was a sonorous sound in his ears. Heather looked at Renly's bright eyes, and stayed where he was in shock, under the bottomless abyss. The powerful burst of energy, so real, so urgent, so deep, penetrated through the layers of her armor and slammed into the softest part of her heart. How could he possibly know? How could he possibly guess all his thoughts
The shock was so turbulent that she just sat there dumbfounded, unable to say a word, and her soul began to tremble.
"The Guard is Here"
"I also know that at the end of my self-pity and self-defeating, I will regret why I didn't at least try it in the first place. Even if it was just a try." Renly took a deep breath, and the turbulent emotions in his heart were almost uncontrollable. At this moment, at this moment, he lost control for the first time, because he saw himself in Heather, his last life.
He didn't know how much pain Heather had endured, because the disease of "gradual freezing" was far more terrifying than imagined; but he knew that in the last life, he didn't even have the process of gradually losing his vitality. He was sentenced to death, and the end of the high paraplegic strangled him by the throat so fiercely that he didn't even have a chance to struggle; he knew even more that Heather could still fight, still work hard, and still struggle, she There are still opportunities, once missed, it will be missed forever.
"This is your dream. If you didn't make it happen by yourself? Who are you praying to do for you? Jesus? Buddha? Creator? Or your parents?" Renly clenched his fists, forcefully. Suppressing the turbulent emotions, he knew that it was unfair to Heather. His words were too natural and mixed with too many personal emotions. He had no right to criticize Heather's life like this.
In the depths of Renly's sight, Heather captured a trace of struggling pain, although this smear was fleeting, and soon it was hidden behind the eyelashes, covered with a thin layer of mist, and could never be seen again; but Heather could clearly feel that the deep-rooted emotion made the soul begin to tremble, deep and turbulent, so real, so profound.
Unprepared, Heather's eyes filled with tears, because of empathy, but also because of the inner touch. It suddenly dawned on her that, just as Renly couldn't judge her at will, he didn't know what she was going through; and vice versa. What story was hidden behind Renly's wanton rush, she had never understood, and refused to understand. But in those few words just now, Heather felt the fear and vulnerability deep in Renly's heart.
Same as her.
Renly didn't speak any further, looking at Heather quietly, he could see her hesitation and struggle, he could see her fear and vulnerability, he could see her pain and anger.
He knew that was easier said than done. He exhausted all the hesitations and hardships of a lifetime, and then he came to his senses in this life and ran barefooted desperately; and now Heather is only fifteen years old, even seven years younger than when he was sentenced to death in the last life. , he couldn't ask her for more. But Renly knew that, if he could turn back time, he would give it all in exchange for a chance, not a chance to start over, but a chance to let go, a chance for a silver lining—before it was too late .
He was lucky enough to have a second chance to start over, but what if Heather wasn't so lucky? More importantly, Heather's condition has not completely deteriorated yet, and she still has opportunities, but there is not much time left for her.
The fingertips danced gently on the strings again, light and joyful, romantic and poetic, the deep sound of the strings gently hit the eardrum like a drum beat, golden sunshine, fragrant coffee, green grass, gorgeous Flowers, black-and-white butterflies, running children... The vivid picture was sketched in my mind unconsciously.
Heather couldn't help but raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on the shallow smile at the corner of Renly's mouth. It was sparse and bright, the mottled golden halo rippling gently in the bottom of her eyes, and the messy thoughts were in the brisk string sound. The smoke dissipated.
"My house in Budapest, my treasure chest, my golden grand piano, my wonderful Spanish wine, for you, you, I would give up everything..."
Renly hummed softly. The slightly lowered voice was slightly low, but it was as elegant and mellow as the strings of a cello. In just a few words, the wonderful emotions were outlined, and Heather couldn't help but slowly closed it. Eyes, imagining the golden piano, dark red wine, and gleaming treasure chest in the ancient contract of Budapest, walking on the dark brown carpet, silently, the oil paintings hanging on both sides showing the owner's artistic taste, The carved sofa and copper teapot are quiet and serene, and the faint aroma of tea is permeated under the afternoon sun.
All this is beautiful.
"The land I own is so vast that it may be difficult for you to believe my sincerity, but for you, you, I am willing to give up everything. Give me a good reason why I shouldn't change, baby, if you hug me, All obstacles will dissipate."
The moving melody doesn't seem to have too complicated arrangements, but each section is as beautiful as a poem, pure to the extreme, simple to the extreme, but it bursts out the highest realm of reducing complexity to simplicity. The brisk rhythm made Heather's fingers tap his knees lightly, hitting the rhythm, and even his body couldn't help but start to shake gently, as if he was wandering in a stream of sunshine flowing, warm and free. , casual and lazy, the fingertips can even touch the rounded arc of the cobblestone, the smooth line of the stream flowing, and the flexible trajectory of the breeze blowing.
The world lights up little by little, and the golden sunlight penetrates the boundless darkness, slowly, slowly, slowly awakening the vitality of all life.
"I have many handmade treasures, and the list is long and long, and if you say those words, I'll run to you right away, oh run to you, I'm willing to give up everything. Give me a good reason why I shouldn't change, Baby, if you hug me, all obstacles will dissipate."
Without restraint, Heather laughed lightly, as if seeing the long list of parchment rolls piled up at Renly's feet. He checked the rare treasures above, then raised his chin slightly, and said proudly, "I'm willing to give up everything." The understated words were so decisive, with a hint of arrogance and coldness in their eyes.
The vivid picture really makes people laugh. So, Heather drew the corners of his mouth, letting the smile leak out gently, even overflowing his voice. Cheerful and happy. The body swayed with the rhythm, and the fingertips and toes could no longer bear the loneliness, and began to tap dance.
"My friends and family, they don't understand, they worry about losing too much, if you hold my hand, but for you, you, I'm willing to give up everything. Give me a good reason why I shouldn't change, baby , if you embrace me, all obstacles will dissipate."
She was caught off guard, to the extreme, happy to the extreme, beautiful to the extreme, and warm tears filled her eyes, but she still didn't open her eyes, she just let the hot tears slide down from the depths of her tightly closed eyes.
She understood, understood the call of the melody, understood the resonance of the lyrics, and understood Renly's consolation. At this moment, she really understood, as if touching her own soul. It's been a long time, really.
Note: Budapest (Budapest-Gee-Ezra)