Two Hundred and Eighty Sixth, Born Proud
"Run away with me, lost soul in the carnival, run wild, run free, just two, you and me. Then I shout out, hey! hey hey! hey hey! like the Renegades Alive." (Note 1)
Slowly closing his eyes, Ronan was able to imagine in his mind the power of the interweaving of drums and bass, like a sinking submarine, touching the depths of the ocean bit by bit, exploring the unknown , In the deep and quiet world, only the roar of the melody is hitting the eardrums, and then the beating of the heart also fits together.
boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Life is short, hurry up and revel, they are all lonely souls lost in this feast, intoxicated in alcohol and music, lost focus and blurred consciousness, the sensational noise in the audience seems to have nothing to do with them, obviously the audience There is a lot of excitement, but they just feel the loneliness and loneliness that go deep into the bone marrow, and they can't extricate themselves.
So, start running.
Chug... Chug... The violent vibration of the blood vessels pulled the nerves near the temples, and the filling that was on the verge of explosion caused the brain to swell.
Huchi... Huchi... The scorching panting seemed to ignite a flame in his chest, and the blazing fire completely destroyed the rational defense line.
run!
Run wantonly, wildly, and freely, run with all your strength amidst the roar of the world, and when you come back to your senses, you realize that you are not alone, and there is a figure walking side by side, and the two of you are together. Running so forgetfully, eyes intertwined, smile rising.
"Hey!"
He finally found his own voice, roared like a roar and let out a catharsis, and there was an explosion sound in his chest, which exploded, but the smile returned to the corner of his mouth, so the shouting not only did not stop, but also became louder and louder. It came out louder and louder, wanton and carefree.
"Hey hey hey!"
"Hey hey hey!"
Did you hear that?
This is my declaration and my call. Is there anyone like me who walks alone on the road of chasing dreams and sticking to beliefs? Looking for a companion, but only my own echo to accompany me; Is there anyone like me who refuses to give up even if he burns his life,
Even if I walk alone, I still grit my teeth and persist... Is there anyone?
"Hey!"
If you hear it, then join me and run with me...
"Hey hey! Live like a rebel!"
anyone there?
"The pioneers live forever, and so do the rebels and mutants. Go forward fearlessly, and sprint to the finish line with firm footsteps. Then I shouted loudly, hey! Hey hey! Hey hey! Live like a rebel."
Pioneers, rebels, and mutants are destined to be social aliens, but precisely because they are different, they have more gorgeous and hotter vitality, blooming like summer flowers, and releasing themselves in the short journey of life. The energy of life injects color into life.
Conservative means mediocre; timid means ordinary; fear means ordinary.
Life has been in a hurry for decades. If you live just to live, eat and sleep just to survive, and work busy just to go with the flow, then life has only length but no breadth or depth. Looking back at a century of life, what can we leave behind?
Dreams make life bearable; faith makes life radiant.
Only real warriors, real fighters, and real fighters dare to break the shackles, make their voices heard in the same ordinary, and then resolutely escape from the turbulent and noisy lively parties and stand out in the endless night. Running wildly, chasing the light.
Roaring, stirring in my mind, in the depths of the vast ocean, surrounded by boundless darkness and coldness, but the passion in the depths of the soul is always surging, firmly grasping the faint light of faith, fully detonating Your own adrenaline, refuse to surrender and refuse to give up!
The more lonely you are, the stronger you are.
The harder it is, the more exciting it is.
The more painful, the more decisive.
Like a deep-sea volcano, the layers of deep blue seas cannot suppress the eruption of the volcano. The energy released continuously destroyed the legendary Atlantis and shook the people on the continental plate. They are a group of rebels Rebels, rebels who are capable of overturning the world!
Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
The earth-shattering roar in his mind hummed softly along Ronan's throat. The calm and calm melody was delicate and gentle because it was only sung a cappella, without the grandeur and majesty intertwined with drums and bass. But his footsteps couldn't help but stop.
Standing at the door of the balcony, Alice looked at Ronan who was humming a tune. She couldn't be sure if it was her own illusion, but she was able to catch a trace of the tenacity of the turbulent undercurrent in Ronan's singing, gently hitting eardrums, and then collided with a clanging sound inconceivably.
The early morning sunshine in Washington is neither dazzling nor gorgeous, and the thin gold is sparsely scattered, but Ronan, who is bathed in it, emits a kind of light, which makes people unable to take their eyes off. A hint of arrogance was caught in the brows.
Proud and lofty, firm and decisive.
In fact, Ronan in his daily life always... lacks a little self-confidence. It can be said to be modest but also inferior. It is rare to see Ronan's wanton appearance-of course, on the stage is another It's going on; but even Ronan like this is always proud.
He has his own beliefs and persistence, which has nothing to do with self-confidence, but a kind of stubbornness and pride. The temperament that comes from his bones, no matter what happens, he is unshakable, endowed with a unique temperament, especially When exposed to music, Ronan can always shine brilliantly. Whether it's Ollie, or Maxim and Cliff, they are all unconsciously moving closer with Ronan as the center.
Alice knows Ronan. Although Ronan used to have such a temperament, it is not obvious that Max is the most powerful person in the family; but now, Alice feels that she does not understand Ronan, because Ronan Nan's temperament from the inside out has completed growth and transformation.
Silently, Alice also began to look up at Ronan, saw Ronan's figure, and followed step by step——
It's already November now, but Alice still hasn't returned to school. In the final analysis, it's because she likes to follow Ronan on the road.
Looking at Ronan in front of her, Alice wanted to believe that in the vast and boundless universe, these dreamers were not alone. Maybe there are people who dream of exploring the sea of stars in the universe like pirates, exploring the unknown beyond human cognition, and they can succeed.
Then, Ronan opened his eyes, and Alice smiled when she saw those bright eyes, "So you pushed Maxim to me on purpose, right?"
The corners of Ronan's mouth were raised, he didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.
Note 1: Rebels (Renegades——X-Ambassadors)