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829 Through thorns

There was silence in the huge Madison Square Garden. The clear guitar strings flowed quietly like spring water. The warm and touching stories, the bitter and sad stories, the romantic and beautiful stories, the sad and lost stories, were all reflected in the simple guitar Among the chords, the words come eloquently.

Delicate and deep emotions are like the willow wind in March in early spring, warm, golden and soft, hitting the face. Unknowingly, the corners of the mouth are raised, but the eyes are inexplicably filled with tears, colorful The halo of light ripples in the sight, like bright stars.

I love you so much, but you will never know it; I am so reluctant to leave, but I can only pretend to be indifferent; I am so eager, but afraid of losing. In fact, deep down in my heart, I want to be with you until we are two White temples.

Secret love is like this, bitter and sweet, happy and sad, just like the whale named Alice in the deep blue sea.

The huge and majestic figure is swimming freely, the rapid undercurrent is passing by the side, the fish and creatures are lingering on the wings, and the flying birds are lingering on the back; I have seen the magnificence of the fantasy world, passed through the tranquility of the depths of the sea, and stopped in the wonderland of Eden, However, there are countless stories but no one listens, singing alone, dancing alone, living alone.

The raised corners of the mouth, the falling tears, the surging happiness, the most wonderful, private, grand and small emotions deep in the heart completely defeated all defenses, and the mind went blank, just looking at the stage quietly, quietly He looked at Renly, silently listening to the song, helpless and unable to control himself..

Everyone, there are 20,000 people in the audience, everyone is no exception. The simple but deep, delicate and turbulent secret love, attachment and love make people's hearts palpitate between the lingering / lingering / palpitating / pathos of the guitar strings. That's it. slowly, slowly, sinking.

Tonight’s Madison Square Garden has become the most special and warmest corner in my memory. This is a concert that belongs to Heather Cross, this is a concert that belongs to Renly Hall, and this is also a concert that belongs to the two people present. A concert for everyone. The reason why the music is so moving is precisely because of this.

Heather stretched out her right hand, and every cell in her body was calling. She tried to pass through the layers of space and touch the figure, but just a little closer, her fingertips curled up, as if touching the sun. , longing for warmth, but afraid of flying. The body's clumsiness and resistance pulled her back heavily, and the pull of gravity severely defeated the support of her hands and feet, and she fell down, embarrassed. huddle in place.

She couldn't even stand up, she couldn't even speak. What should she do??

The trivial and low sound did not attract any attention in the huge scene of silence and surging emotions. There was not even a little friction sound. However, Ellie felt it..

Turning her head, through her tearful eyes, Ellie saw Heather trying to stand up. The turbulent, moved, intoxicated, and various emotions made Ellie completely unable to think, so she just hurriedly bent down and offered a helping hand. , wanting to help - but she didn't even know what Heather was doing, she was just worried: Heather's current physical condition was simply unbearable, why would she want to stand up? can she stand up?

However, Heather refused Ellie's help. She raised her hands and pushed away Ellie's hands. Her strength was weak but extremely determined..

Raising her head, Heather met Ellie's gaze and said nothing. The spasm and tightness of her throat prevented her from making any sound, but her determined gaze made her meaning clear, "I need to do it myself. I have to do this myself!”

That determination, that certainty, made Ellie stunned and opened her mouth. Before her brain could react, her hands had slowly loosened up. However, Ellie didn't dare to let go completely, so she could only stay close. Guarding the ground, ready to provide protection at any time; then, Derek also noticed the situation here, rubbed his red eyes, collected his emotions, and quickly bent down to join the ranks of the protection net..

Heather ignored it, and just concentrated on her work: her hands supported the armrests of the wheelchair, supporting her body with all her strength, but the weight of her body was so clumsy that gravity prevented her. The action was so heavy that my weak legs did not help at all. I only relied on my thin hands to try to complete the task..

A simple standing movement was so difficult for Heather. Her hands began to tremble violently, but she had no intention of giving up. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, bit by bit, extremely slowly. The ground, staggeringly, stood up.

Her feet staggered a little and she swayed twice. Fortunately, Ellie and Derek caught her in time and avoided the danger of turning over. For others, this is just the most basic thing in daily life. Action is the first thing after waking up every day; but for Heather, she spent all her strength and stood there, her legs still shaking slightly..

However, Heather smiled. She smiled brightly..

Raising her head, she passed through the layers of light, through the darkness, and through the obstacles of the bushes, and she saw Renly. He was still playing the guitar with concentration, and he was still singing the song with all his heart. In the light and shadow A touch of tenderness and depth loomed in the eyes, and there was a fleeting glimmer of water..

“I want to stay with you..." Renly's fingertips stopped, and he continued singing amidst the curling strings, but his voice was a little choked, and the heavy bitterness and sorrow dragged his ankles, slowly sinking, and his mind Swaying, the rich emotion was stuck in the throat, cutting off the singing. The brief pause and the settled silence filled the air with a faint helplessness, but it fell heavily on my heart..

Taking a deep breath, Renly played the strings again and sang again, "I want to stay with you, through death, because you are always waiting there, when I need it most.".”

The longest love confession is eternal companionship. Even if death intervenes, even if the yin and yang are separated, even if the world ages, the eternity deep in the heart still stops at the moment of each other, time and space, life and death, Everything has lost its meaning, only each other is left, and they only belong to each other.

Heather stood there, so sad, yet so impulsive. The more eager she became, the more timid she became; the closer she got, the more afraid she became. The despair that sparsely fell on her shoulders was grand and grand. She stepped out cautiously. A small step, but I couldn't go any further. I could only stand stiffly, with tears in my eyes..

Ellie, who was standing next to her, was already crying. The more beautiful the moment, the crueler the reality. Seeing Heather worrying about gains and losses, seeing Heather's hesitation, Ellie was severely defeated by despair, and she had to cover her eyes. He opened his mouth to avoid crying. Sixteen years old, Heather was only sixteen years old, and her life had not even had time to begin..

Derek couldn't bear to avoid looking at him. He felt powerless like never before. Suddenly he began to hate himself..

Between the boundary between the spotlight and the darkness, Renly raised his head, passed through time and space, and his eyes fell on Heather. He could see her, he could see the thin but stubborn figure, he could see He could see the girl who had a weak life but refused to compromise. He could see the soul that burned her life to chase her dreams. He could see her weaving a brocade in her limited life..

In her, he saw his former self, the self who once chose to give up. Deep in his heart, he longed to see her future, to see her stand up again, step towards the future, and create her own world. , realize his dream. Maybe, just maybe, one day in the future, he can do it too.

“I will love you until my last breath, until death takes me away, as immortal as an oath." The guitar melody began to gradually rise, and Renly's singing burst out with incredible power. It was the weight of the soul, so heavy It makes people breathless, "So I wrote this song for you and told everyone that I am the one who will accompany you until our heads turn gray.".”

The fingers that played the guitar strings stopped, waiting quietly for the singing and the sound of the strings to slowly dissipate in the air. The whole world became quiet, and it was so quiet that you could hear the beating of your heart..

Plop, plop, plop... The messy sound is beating the pulse of life. The surging emotion and the precipitated sadness collide together. The rich chemical reaction is almost suffocating..

Renly just looked in that direction quietly. He knew that Heather was there, murmuring softly, "I just ask you not to let go, and I promise you will never leave.".”

In an instant, Heather's emotions collapsed for the second time. The tears that surged out caused the spotlight on the stage to turn into colorful colors, as if countless stars were falling in the sky, and the whole world became brighter. She just stood there, Unable to move or speak, just smiling, smiling widely, crying crazily, like a psycho.

“Heather Cross." The name flashed through Hope Baez's mind, and everything lit up like a beacon. She understood the meaning of tonight's concert, and she understood the meaning of this song. She even understood the meaning of the name Heather Cross, which was the desire for dreams and the pursuit of life..

everything is explained.

Renly is always like this, "Don Quixote" is like this, and "One Man's Concert" is like this. On the road to chasing dreams, every step is so firm and resolute, and the meaning of life is revealed bit by bit. Blooming proudly. That moving light, warm and bright.

Happiness and emotion surged in his chest, and tears blurred his vision, but Hope had no time to wipe them away. He just eagerly and eagerly followed Renly's line of sight, looking for Heather Cross's figure in the vast sea of ​​people. Looking forward to her response, looking forward to her becoming strong again, and looking forward to her being able to realize her dream.

At this moment, they are both Don Quixotes, they are all supporters on the road to each other's dreams, and they are all companions in each other's lives. Not just Renly, not just Hope, but also William, And Graham, and Timsey...and everyone in the audience at Madison Square Garden.

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