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In 1994, Chaoyang broke free from the shackles of darkness from the junction of sea and sky, tore apart the shroud of night, and opened the prelude to a new year.
Michael Jackson woke up refreshed. Last night was the first time in nearly four months that he had no nightmares and no help from any medication. This long-lost relaxation made Michael open his mind and let the morning light from the sky enter his own. His chest, for the first time in four months, he truly believed: the darkness will pass and the dawn will come.
Today is the day of the jury hearing in the Los Angeles court. The court will conduct a preliminary forensic hearing of the case and then make a preliminary judgment on the nature of the case, but Michael knows that after the hearing, he and Chandler's lawyer will submit After the out-of-court settlement application, the next step is the settlement negotiation process. After the two parties reach an agreement, the matter will come to an end.
"Michael." The call from behind made Michael turn around, and into the room was Lisa. Marie. Presley, "Elvis" "Elvis" Presley Sealy's only daughter, who recently ended her first marriage, is currently in a relationship with Michael.
Lisa saw the long-lost smile on Michael's face, a soft and gentle smile. She hadn't seen such a cheerful expression on Michael's face for a long, long time, which made her eyes moist in an instant, "What's wrong?" Michael saw Lisa Sha's eyes were wet, and she asked.
prostitution this time. Among the children's cases, the support of Lisa and Elizabeth Taylor can be said to be Michael's biggest source of motivation. Without them, perhaps Michael would have given up long ago. So when he saw Lisa, Michael was always a little more tender, and he needed this close relationship to warm up his cold heart.
Lisa shook her head, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and showed a smile, "No, just happy because you cheered up again." Lisa walked to Michael's side, gave Michael a sweet kiss, and then lifted up The package in his hand, "It was just sent this morning. I saw the signature of 'Hugo Lancaster', so I brought it to you immediately. I know this little guy has something special for you. significance."
Michael took the kraft paper bag, looked at Lisa and twitched the corners of his mouth, "I envy the tenacity of his spirit, I don't know how much hardship he has gone through to have this open-mindedness, compared to his age. Said, this optimism is even more valuable, and I look forward to such a charismatic person."
Lisa stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on Michael's cheek, "I know, so I think there must be a reason why he sent this gift today, so I'll bring it to you first." After that, Lisa patted Michael's arm, "Then I won't disturb you. When you're ready, come and have breakfast. I'm all ready."
Michael watched Lisa leave the room. He stood by the windowsill and opened the kraft paper bag, only to find that there was actually a box of cassette tapes with a card attached, "To Michael Jackson, there are many thorns on the road of art, this It's also a good thing. Ordinary people are timid, except for those with strong will - Victor Hugo. The most sincere blessings come from Hugo Lancaster."
Michael's slender fingers stroked the card lightly, and the slightly rough paper particles felt undulating under his fingers. The bland row of black pen words, powerful and unrestrained, seemed to convey endless The power dances wildly in the heart.
Michael opened the cassette, it said in black pen, "Carry. On. Till. Tomorrow", then he put the cassette in the player, hit the play button, the clear guitar sound Reflected in the light of the morning light, the whole room was filled with a halo of sadness and sadness, which poured down in an instant.
"When I was young, I told myself that I would have a life of my own, that I would leave this place beyond the reach of the sun. Life is so short that there is no time to wait. When I saw the dawn rising, I knew I had to persevere. , hold on until tomorrow, there is no reason to regret it, hold on, hold on, hold on..."
The fresh and moving guitar sound slowly echoed in the sunlight, with the sentimentality and feelings of a bard, slowly singing his own perseverance and perseverance, but the sad melody was conveyed through Hugo's warm voice. With a strong belief, a tragic and magnificent picture was slowly drawn in his mind.
In the trenches where artillery fire, broken limbs, and corpses were scattered everywhere, the surrounding comrades in arms had lost their vitality. The soldiers who survived the fierce attack of the enemy could not retreat, and they had no room to retreat. Therefore, even if they know that they are going out, they are just fighting, but no one is willing to give up. They are willing to go forward with the dedication of generosity and sacrifice, without fear, just to guard the last faith in their hearts. This firm belief made their blood-stained faces shine brightly.
All the gunshots, all the cannons, all the roars disappeared, and there seemed to be only the crystal-clear guitar sound in the air, slowly narrating this poetic heroism and grandeur, the soldiers looked at each other , this may be the last glimpse of their lives, then gritted their teeth, clenched the butt of the gun, stood up from the trench, and rushed towards the enemy. Even if it is just to destroy one more enemy, one more enemy, this is a victory!
The roar of "bang bang bang" can't be heard at all, only the cold guitar sound is echoing, only Hugo's warm singing is echoing, the tragic among the ruins is a magnificent poem.
"Break through the cloudy sky and persevere until the end of the rainbow is in sight. Life is so short that there is no time to wait. When I saw the sun go down, I knew I had to persevere and persevere until tomorrow, with no reason to regret, Hold on, hold on, hold on."
Michael suddenly felt a little warm in his eyes. Before he realized it, the tears fell down like this. He looked back at the splendid sun outside the window, and the tears even wet his collar. There are too many people in this world who can't control their own destiny, but there are countless people who are willing to stick to their ideals until the last moment of their lives. The end of this group of people's lives is not the real end, because their beliefs The brilliance that blooms is so sincere and moving.
The sad and mournful melody sang slowly in the sunlight, like a song from a distant battlefield, comforting the souls who died because of the war, calming their inner unyielding and despair, but putting their Faith is reflected in the sunshine, left in the melody, and passed on forever.
"Flying free, out of this storm, we will roam on the golden fields of tomorrow, life is so short that there is no time to wait, when I saw the sun go down, I knew I had to persevere, persevere until tomorrow, No reason to regret, hold on, hold on, hold on."
This is the power of music. There are bursts of coldness from the clear guitar sound, so that the tears cannot stop at all, but it is this cold guitar sound that is as solid as a rock. Tough, firmer and stronger, tears wet his face, sadness took away his smile, but he couldn't erase the will in his eyes, the light from faith reflected the appearance of a hexagram under his eyes, accompanied by The gurgling water with the sound of the guitar slowly rushes to the distant future.
"The heavy travel came to a stage, I released the tiredness in my mind, in order to make the world bright again, life is so short that there is no time to wait, when I saw the sunset, I knew I had to persevere, persevere until tomorrow, No reason to regret, hold on, hold on, hold on."
People always have to go through countless ups and downs in their life, but as long as they can persevere, they will definitely be able to reach the other side of success. All those who hold dreams and persevere bravely are great.
Layers of dark clouds, raging hurricanes, dense rainstorms, endless setbacks, endless fatigue... All the difficulties on the road of life cannot stop the firmness of faith, rainbows will appear, sunshine will appear Yes, the blue sky will appear, and freedom will also appear. Life is so short, we have no time to waste at all, let alone stay in place to wait or regret, when the dawn covers the earth, when the sunset sinks the horizon, we always know, A new day will come again, as long as we persist for one more day and one second, the storm will always pass, and the expected tomorrow will always come.
Michael knew that this was Hugo's gift to him, a brand new song written by Hugo himself and played to his death, a new song that had never been released to the public. In order to cheer him on, Hugo recorded it overnight last night. This song, which was sent early this morning, was intended to give me strength before the hearing. A sentence of "persist until tomorrow", there is no majestic motivation, but a low voice like weeping; there is no bloody courage, but picturesque sadness; there is no passionate inspiration, but never speak The tenacity of abandonment, but it conveys an unwavering belief.
The tears burst like this, but Michael didn't want to stop. He closed his eyes and felt the temperature of the sun shining on his face. Michael knew that he could hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer, and tomorrow would come.
On January 1, 1994, a Los Angeles court jury held the Michael Jackson molestation. In the first hearing of the child case, there were more than 200 witness testimony, but almost all of the favorable evidence for Jordan Chandler was not accepted. There was no direct evidence to confirm Jordan Chandler's allegations, and the case was deadlocked. Michael Jackson and Evan Chandler settle out of court.
A week later, on January 7, the two sides announced that they had reached an out-of-court settlement. Michael Jackson would pay the Chandler family of three and Chandler's lawyer Larry Feldman a total of $10 million. The Dellers have given up testifying in criminal proceedings.
Therefore, both the Los Angeles police and the jury terminated the judicial investigation of the case on the grounds of lack of evidence, and Michael Jackson was exempted from prosecution.