Two Hundred and Thirty First Inception

In the bar at noon, Sam glanced in Duncan's direction, showing disappointment because the radio station did not play the songs Duncan ordered.

Originally, Sam thought that this would be an opportunity for the bar to generate traffic, and the gimmick of "The King Band once played here" attracted some guests, but it turned out that there was no splash, which was really disappointing; Thinking, Sam couldn't help being curious again.

"Is it really the band that performed here?" Sam still felt a little miraculous. The band that had been begging for a chance to perform here now actually appeared on the radio show—even if it was only as a host There is still a sense of inconceivability in the way of dialogue.

Duncan glanced at Sam out of the corner of his eye, not wanting to speak. He has already answered Sam twice, and he doesn't want to answer the third time; and he is still full of regrets, and he has won the opportunity to talk directly, but he has not been able to order songs, which makes him feel a little depressed.

Zizizi.

Zizizi.

The sound of radio interference from the radio station floated in the air. Daniel's magnetic warm voice was ending the show. Duncan picked up the draft beer in front of him and drank it with his head up. The show was over, which also meant that he should go back Home, dinner time is slowly approaching.

Snapped.

Duncan put the beer glass back on the table, nodded slightly to the bartender, stood up and was about to leave, at this moment——

"This song is a song that I am very curious about and looking forward to. Now, I will listen to it with you, 'Chasing the Light', sung by One Day Kings."

Duncan's movements couldn't help but froze in place, his eyes were full of disbelief, he didn't even know what to think, he just stopped, and Sam's ecstatic voice came from his ear, "Is it them? Is it them?" ! God, are they really? Is this happening?"

The melody, flowing slowly amidst the noise of radio waves, bears the traces of time and years. The bright orange sunset that is slowly overturning outside the window is burning, the whole world is covered with a layer of tulle, and the gorgeous colors are gradually changing. The point deepens, and the thrilling scene is like an oil painting.

Duncan didn't hear Sam's question at all, but just listened attentively, his mind completely immersed in the melody.

Time seems to be condensed in this second, and the clear singing voice, "You know, everyone is chasing the light", draws the mind and sight to the outside world——

The peacock-blue night is slowly falling, but the sunset at the end of the horizon is still burning, and then the line of sight follows that ray of light, chasing the footsteps of light between buildings and trees.

Notes, along the auditory nerve veins, enter the depths of the soul to plant a seed, and then...take root, germinate, and plant a belief in the deepest part of the brain, and follow the branches of the seed to spread and grow. The boundary line is so blurred, it is difficult to distinguish whether it is my own thoughts or the thoughts conveyed by the music world. The two thoughts are entangled in this way, escaping into chaos in a false and real way.

In a trance, the stiffness and embarrassment of the status quo of life dissipate like this, and when entering the world of music, the soul rushes towards the direction of light, and in a ignorant way, you are in a wonderful experience like a dream, It turns out that hope exists, and so does light.

It was a wonderful experience, and Duncan wasn't the only one—

The other customers in the bar, even though they didn't care, just witnessed such a "good show" with their own eyes, and more or less cast some glances. As a result, they actually ordered music after a sudden turn of events. The unexpected joy made them They also listened carefully, wanting to see what the song was.

Unknowingly, their sights also silently projected towards the outside of the bar, staring at the radiant light that was about to be swallowed by the darkness,

After the sun sets, before night falls, and before the street lights turn on, there is a very, very short gap. Even in the city, you can still feel the breath of nature. The fleeting gap seems to be able to capture a moment of reality.

This short and light "moment of reality" that seems to pass through the fingertips at any time draws their thoughts into a world of their own.

Except for Duncan, everyone has their own life, and everyone has their own confusion and troubles. Similarly, everyone has their own way of escaping problems for a short time, maybe alcohol or cigarettes or other things. , the force of the note has the same effect.

Then... my thoughts fell deeply into the "moment of reality", and I completely forgot whether I was looking at nature in the city, or in the city surrounded by nature, and my eyes couldn't help looking for traces of light.

At the same time, in the live broadcast room, Daniel showed a helpless smile to Rose outside——

Rose didn't seem surprised by Daniel's choice at all, and even picked up his coffee cup to pay tribute.

Daniel immediately understood what Rose meant. After all, he followed his intuition and took a risk impulsively. Such a move was unusual, but...Daniel did not reject it. Although his stomach was burning a little, regret seemed to be Little by little, he ate away at his own mind.

He didn't know why he chose to play the song in the end, it was like... just an impulse, and it just happened.

After a long, long time, when Daniel recalled this day again, his memory had become blurred, and it was difficult to remember those details and psychology clearly. He couldn't even be sure how he made the decision, and he always remembered "I don't seem to be All too willing," and at one point it was even suspected that Rose's decision played that tune.

However, Daniel still remembered one very important thing.

"The next day, I was reprimanded severely. It was obviously very risky to go off the track. I remember the original sentence was 'you dance on a tightrope'."

This is something that Daniel can hardly forget, because in his later career as a radio host, he never faced such bad treatment again.

"However, shortly after that, the audience wrote in to justify my name. Many people liked 'Chasing the Light' very much. Maybe it was because the orchestral arrangement accidentally fit the preferences of jazz lovers, or maybe it was for other reasons. In short, they eased my embarrassing situation at that time."

"And then, in a short while, you will know the rest."

However, Daniel had no way of predicting the future. At this moment, the burning in his stomach was still reminding him that his actions just now had deviated from the track.

Watching Rose pay tribute with coffee, Daniel showed a smile, with a little bitterness - what he did should be correct... right?