821 waiting for godot
The pitch-black night fell early, and the entire city was shrouded in thick night. The violent cold wind kept whining in the ears, and the rice snowflakes mixed in it made the cheeks hurt. Just being there Outdoors, this requires great courage.
New York in February unscrupulously displays its violence and rudeness, refusing to be friendly.
Derek Cross looked out the car window at the snowflakes in the sky and the dark night, with worry written all over his face. He turned his head and looked at his daughter with a frown, "Heather, are you sure?？”
Heather awkwardly spread her hands and rolled her eyes, "Dad, are you serious? After what you did to me, you now come to ask me, am I sure?" That merciless complaint mode, it seems that she has regained her original appearance again, with only vague words and weak tone, but she can never regain her former appearance..
At this time, Heather was dressed like a mummy, with three layers inside and three outside, tightly wrapped. Even her cheeks were wrapped with a bright red scarf, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. Heather believed, They were even willing to put a pair of ski goggles on her if necessary.
Now, Heather's limbs are like a fitness freak who has over-exercised his muscles. He can only hold them up awkwardly and cannot even do simple movements like bending his arms..
Although her heart was heavy, Ellie couldn't help but twitch her lips and couldn't help laughing, especially when Heather moved her eyes and glanced at her mother wordlessly. Ellie chuckled directly - literally. , Heather can only move her eyes now..
Looking at her mother who couldn't help laughing, Heather complained depressedly, "Please……”
However, the following words were slurred in her saliva. Although she successfully woke up, her speaking function has still not been fully restored. It is extremely difficult to express a sentence. Even if she slowly enunciates each word, it is still inevitable. Be vague.
Heather did not give up. After swallowing hard, she spoke again, "We are going to be late. He has kept his promise, and I must keep mine." These simple words had no beginning or end, but could not be argued with..
Ellie and Derek exchanged glances.
When Heather didn't wake up, they hoped that Renly's concert would wake her up; when Heather really woke up, they hoped that Heather could stay safely in the ward..
Are they too greedy?？
“"Mom, we're late." Heather couldn't help but remind her again. In order to ensure that everything was safe, they set off already late. Now there was less than five minutes left before eight o'clock, and being late was inevitable. However, Heather still Don't want to miss it.
“Then let's go, we can't delay any longer." Derek said with determination, and then he saw his wife's astonished eyes, and he smiled, "A promise is a promise, we have already agreed." Derek nodded firmly. , reconfirmed his decision.
Ellie struggled slightly, but in the end she smiled, "Then, we'd better speed up, otherwise, it would be a shame to miss the exciting opening scene..”
Derek held up the princess and picked up Heather, while Ellie went around to the trunk and took out the wheelchair. The two couples ran with their heads down and rushed to Madison Square Garden in New York not far away. Medical staff could be seen in the distance. Welcoming them, escorted them into the area protected by the eaves, and then helped a family of three pass the ticket gate..
Derek carefully placed Heather on the wheelchair, exhaled a long breath, "How about it, we're not late, are we?" Then he neatly took out the concert tickets from his pocket, which Nathan personally received this afternoon. What was sent to the hospital were the only three reserved tickets for "One Person's Concert".
“No. The concert hasn't started yet." Kelly Barton, a nurse at Mount Sinai Hospital, met Derek's gaze with a smile, and then looked at Heather, "It's a concert by one person, and this person hasn't arrived yet. How can the concert start?？”
“What? "Heather's eyes widened, full of excitement and enthusiasm, but she couldn't express it. She just uttered a series of meaningless syllables at random. She raised her head and cast her eyes at her mother expectantly..
Ellie immediately understood what she meant and nodded repeatedly, "Let's go in now.".”
……
The stage at Madison Square Garden is simple and elegant. In the darkness, there are no extra stage decorations and no complicated background effects. Even the lights are simplified, with only a milky yellow halo, in the rich In the thick darkness, gleaming light emanates, outlining all the scenes on the stage——
One drum set, one black grand piano, one cello, three guitars, one microphone stand. That's all.
On the huge stage, Renly stood alone in the center, carrying an acoustic guitar and standing in front of a microphone stand with his head lowered and silent. Lazy lights fell down, illuminating the ground. The figure dragged the old man long, outlining a touch of loneliness and loneliness, lingering in the silence.
“What's going on? It was already past eight o'clock, and Renly had been standing on the stage for a full eight minutes without singing a song or saying a word. What kind of concert was this? Shall we just stand here in silence? This is not a protest or demonstration. Let me give you some tips..”
There was a sound of breathing in my ears. The low discussion was not noisy, but it was always buzzing and lingering..
William Taylor exchanged glances with the friends around him. Graham Hughes, Hope Bates, Tessa Breeden and others were all surrounding him. Everyone shook their heads slightly. He signaled William to ignore it, but William endured it again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back, "Shh!" motioned them to quiet down, and then whispered, "This is a one-person concert, Renly is waiting for the promised person to appear..”
Tonight’s concert is really special.
There was no countdown, no warm-up guests, or even a preview. The audience didn’t know when to cheer, when to be excited, and when to scream. The rhythm of the entire concert was confusing, even the words before the concert started. The whole process of turning off the lights and then turning them on again was omitted. Once the time was up, Renly walked onto the stage with an acoustic guitar on his back and appeared in front of everyone..
A navy blue shirt, a pair of black jeans, and a pair of black skate shoes. So simple, so simple, so low-key, it completes the stage. People can't help but ask: Is this definitely a concert?？
The audience looked at each other, some applauded, some screamed, some were confused, the sparse support was uneven, and looked extremely shabby; but gradually, all the responses came together to form a wave, and the audience tried to use the most enthusiastic and enthusiastic response. The most turbulent and surging way to show support for Renly's appearance on stage..
This concert was too special and unique. It was burdened with countless controversies and doubts, and faced countless criticisms and attacks. Even the audience who bought tickets were not all supporters. The existence of doubters and challengers.
Therefore, this wave was the most direct and powerful form of support. It lasted for three minutes, and the entire garden turned into a surging ocean..
But, gradually, gradually, this wave of support calmed down. Because Renly did not inflame the atmosphere, did not start singing, or even responded. He just stood quietly in the center of the stage. Confused and incomprehensible, began to spread among the audience, people looked at each other, but could not find an answer.
In the darkness, William faced those puzzled eyes, "Didn't you listen to the album 'Don Quixote'? Didn't you understand the meaning of this concert? Calm down, this is not a concert." casual concert.”
“Dog/shit! "Someone said disdainfully, and then muttered words such as "bitch" and "hype". But this time, William did not argue too much, but showed a smile to his friends and signaled They rest assured that he will not be rash and impulsive. Those doubts will never disappear, but will become the driving force for them to keep moving forward..
Raising his head, facing the light, and looking at Renly bathed in the light, William's mood was calmer than ever before, and he joined the waiting queue of the entire audience. It was like waiting for Godot..
Unknowingly, the noisy and chaotic emotions gradually settled down, and finally disappeared completely. There was silence, like a deep and vast sea, but a storm was brewing under the calm surface..
……
When entering Madison Square Garden, Heather couldn't help but open her mouth. This venue is really too big, like the vast starry sky, endless, grand and majestic. In an instant, she felt her own insignificance, as if she was an insignificance in the universe. A speck of dust; then, Heather saw the packed seats.
Looking around, every seat within sight was occupied, leaving no space at all. The dense crowd was so turbulent, so lively, and so powerful. A strong hot air rushed towards my face, and my brain instantly crash.
I can't believe it, I can't believe it.
The entire Madison Square Garden, with a total of 20,000 spectators, miraculously sold out in just two days of promotion. Even the boldest and craziest prophets would not dare to easily predict such a scene. The grand occasion was like a torrent, rushing through my chest, taking away my breath in an instant, and I was stunned and stunned..
What's even more incredible is that 20,000 spectators gathered together bustlingly, but there was no trivial sound in the whole place. The surging silence spread in the space, and everyone looked up at the person on the stage in silence. Figure - that figure that is so small yet so tall.
Heather was no exception, staring up blankly. Everything was just as she imagined. The spacious and grand stage, the simple and plain layout, and just a figure were enough to fill every corner of her sight. Everything was about Music is only about music. Close your eyes and you can feel the weight of your soul..
Caught off guard, tears welled up in my eyes.
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