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The night sky in Surrey in December is gloomy and deep. Some starlight can be vaguely caught, but most of it is hidden behind the thick clouds. There is no grandeur or brilliance; the bright moon is layered on top of each other. A face quietly emerged from the clouds, but the clear moonlight was still not enough to dispel the rich night. The whole world seemed to be wrapped in large expanses of darkness..
At night in the countryside and suburbs, it was not yet nine o'clock, and I had already fallen asleep. In the complete silence, I could only vaguely see a bar still open, but the faint milky yellow halo became more and more... It brings out the quietness and tranquility all around, and it seems that even the chirping of insects has completely disappeared..
Renly and Rooney sat side by side under the night sky. There were two empty seats between them. They distanced themselves politely and distantly. There was no awkwardness or ambiguity, even between friends. The intimacy and familiarity seem to have disappeared, but there is a bit of rawness due to the obvious distance..
But this rawness was not reflected in the conversation.
“God, I think we are the only ones in the world who would choose a night like this to come out and watch the stars." Rooney complained mercilessly, and then searched the sky seriously, "Even so, you can still find the constellations. location?？”
“Sorry, I'm not Cyclops or Professor X, so I'm afraid I can't help." Renly spread his hands and said calmly..
Rooney was caught off guard by such a sudden cold humor. She turned her head and glanced at Renly in disbelief. Then she rubbed her arm exaggeratedly, as if she was shaking off the goosebumps that had just appeared..
But Renly looked calm and unmoved. Rooney rolled her eyes helplessly and looked at the sky again, "Who knows? Maybe the sky in Scotland is clear and translucent, and it will become a perfect viewing point." Star field." After the words fell, neither of them continued to speak and fell silent..
Staring at the stars hanging in the sky, one or two, it seems that they can easily pick out every star hanging in the dark blue sky within their sight; but they all know that this is not all, in those clouds Behind, there are more and more stars, countless.
“Did you find it? "Without warning, Rooney asked. Renly didn't know why and cast a questioning gaze. Rooney turned her head and said with a smile, "When another ray of light disappears, have you found the person you are willing to care about?？”
Involuntarily, Renly was stunned..
This was a topic he accidentally brought up when he and Rooney unexpectedly met under the stars after the Oscars ceremony at the beginning of the year. Later, this readily available lyric evolved into the theme song of the Heather Cross Foundation. "Another light”.
Unexpectedly, Rooney still remembers.
Renly's eyes fell between Rooney's eyebrows, capturing the agility and concentration in those eyes. There was no tension, no anxiety, no avoidance, just calmly facing Renly's gaze, that ray of light. All the scenes were clearly projected, including his own, and then he saw Rooney's pupils flickering slightly, and there was a slight narrowing, which made Renly laugh..
“Yes, I found it." Renly nodded slightly, his smile rising little by little, and then nodded a second time, "In fact, I did find quite a few..”
The achievements of the Heather Cross Foundation are obvious to all..
Some people may say that the "Ice Bucket Challenge" is just a sensational hype activity. When the challenge is over, people will only remember the celebrities who participated in the challenge. No one will remember ALS at all, let alone ALS. Does anyone remember the unknown little girl Heather Cross?.
But for Renly, he was never worried.
When those spotlights died down, no one cared about ALS, no one remembered Heather Cross, and no one paid attention to the underprivileged with rare diseases. It didn’t matter, because of the Heather Cross Foundation. Will continue to pay attention, because he will always remember.
Another disappearing light is the meaning of the existence of the Heather Cross Foundation..
“Heather Cross, she is no longer an insignificant light now." Rooney said softly..
The smile on Renly's lips paused for a moment, then rose, "Now, we are looking forward to this light shining on more lights. There are already too many dazzling constellations in the starry sky. attention, maybe it’s time to focus our attention elsewhere..”
This is also one of the most important meanings of charity activities.
Rooney nodded slightly, "It's like 'American Idol'？”
Such an analogy made Renly chuckle, lightly shrugged his shoulders, and nodded in affirmation, "Yes, just like 'American Idol'.”
“So, what kind of girl is Heather? " Rooney asked curiously, but before Renly could answer, she continued to add, "I mean, it's not the symbol on the media, but the Heather in life, the one who dreams of standing on the stage. The girl singing loudly above？”
Renly didn't answer, and his eyes fell on Rooney. His mixed and complicated thoughts couldn't find an accurate way to express them for a moment..
He never really talked about Heather, then and now..
Not only in front of the media, but also in front of friends, Ryan Gosling, Paul Walker, etc., they have never really talked to each other; Jennifer Lawrence is the only friend who knows Heather, but they also I didn’t sit down and have a long conversation..
On the one hand, it's because he doesn't want to disturb Heather's life, and the lives of the Crosses. He knows better than anyone how terrible the pervasive paparazzi are, and the Cross family is just ordinary people..
On the other hand, because of selfishness, he can always get a glimpse of his previous life in Heather. Talking about Heather is like showing the most private part of himself, which is daunting..
He did not deliberately hide it, nor did he deliberately avoid it. After all, the Heather Cross Foundation had come into the public eye. Before that, Heather's story was also actively shared on "One Man's Concert"; It's just... I just don't have such an opportunity and occasion to have an in-depth conversation..
Now, Rooney mentioned.
Renly's first reaction was to be wary, the alienation of self-protection activating his automatic defenses..
But Rooney seemed not to notice the change in Renly's expression, and continued, "I remember reading a report before, which left a deep impression on me. It mentioned that if Heather had the opportunity to stand on 'American Idol' on stage, so she will perform the song 'Beast', is it true?？”
Rooney's eyes were full of sincerity, without sadness, pity, or inquiry. It was more like talking about a close friend. The curvature of the corners of her mouth was shallow, and the light in her eyes was warm, "God, why did she Would she want to sing this song? I mean, she's only sixteen, isn't she? This song is really old, and I don't think it's suitable for her voice..”
Involuntarily, Renly chuckled and nodded in agreement, "Really? I think so too. That's what I tried to persuade her at the beginning, but she always insisted that this song was her melody..”
“What? Why? Did any of the lyrics resonate with her? Rooney's rhetorical question made Renly's eyes light up slightly, showing a look of surprise, "Yes, that's what she said, she said……”
Those memories are still vivid, just blurted out, and the wheel of time seems to have returned to the distant past: Heather is still preparing for the audition for "American Idol"; every time he returns to New York, he still goes to Mount Sinai Hospital, visit those children……
Deep inside, he has been waiting, waiting to open that wound, waiting to awaken that memory, waiting for that topic to no longer be taboo and become a part of life..
Anne Silliman, Alex Rich, etc., names that had not been mentioned for a long time, came to our lips again, but they were not as strange as imagined. All the memories, all the interesting things, all the stories were endless. , endlessly, the whole world is getting brighter little by little..
Rooney listened attentively, interjecting from time to time, and curiously put forward more ideas. Slowly, the vivid and vivid images were sketched in her mind, so that she couldn't help but start. I am ready to make some moves, want to make friends with those lovely children, become friends, and have fun together..
This is a different Renly.
There was a faint smell of sunshine permeating his body, dry and bright, innocent and simple, even a little naive and stupid that was not familiar with the world. There was no trace of the reserve and depression of a nobleman, but... glowing with vitality. Vitality is like the first ray of spring light falling on the green buds.
Everyone is praising the social changes brought about by the Heather Cross Foundation, which may even have a dramatic impact on the entire charity industry, but Renly has never come forward to accept these praises and aura. Now, Rooney has Understand the reason.
For Renly, everything is just for the girl named Heather, and also for Don Quixote, who still has a passionate heart beating in his chest..
“Rooney? "Renly noticed Rooney's gradually lost sight. The focus seemed to be blurred. He raised his eyebrows slightly and called out, "It seems that my topic is too boring. You are actually distracted. Maybe, I Should show some gentlemanly manners.”
Rooney laughed dumbly and shook her head slightly. She tried to explain, but she didn't know where to start with her thousands of words. Her eyes fell between Renly's eyebrows, and without warning, she hummed softly. Singing：
“No, don’t punish me because of my inner feelings; no, don’t punish me because of the torment of my soul.”
Time stopped at this moment.
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