Three Hundred and Twentieth Three

"Thank you. I like you."

A thunderbolt exploded on the ground; a stormy sea surged in.

Time froze in an instant.

What does it mean?

Is it a like of "Thank you for the kind words just now so...", or a like of "It's a pleasure to work with you and I personally like this cooperation very much", or a like of "Thank you for writing such an emotionally loaded story. The song makes me feel the same", or is it... something else.

When the two key words "thank you" and "like" collide together, the angles and methods of interpretation become complicated, coupled with the context before and after, it is more likely to cause illusions, and it is difficult to accurately interpret the words The real meaning behind it, and then fell into chaos like this.

Line of sight, both pause.

Slightly dazed, the two stared at each other, their pupils moved slightly, and carefully searched for the emotional fragments in those eyes, trying to find each other's reaction from the clues, but this was not an easy task, because The beating heart takes up all the capacity of the brain.

poof.

Plop!

Plop plop plop!

Faster, stronger, and clearer, the sound of the heartbeat roared in my mind from far to near, so that I was distracted and couldn't concentrate at all. I tried my best to barely control myself and avoid losing my composure , but even so, the eyes still couldn't move away.

His own appearance was reflected in the clear and bright pupils, and a little panic and tension leaked inadvertently, which made his breathing quicken.

The brain is blank, only the beating of the heart is honestly telling the slight trembling throbbing.

At a glance, ten thousand years.

But at this moment——

"Beep..."

There was a harsh interference sound from the speaker, which instantly disturbed the audience. Reflexively, everyone raised their hands to cover their ears to avoid eardrum injury. All the time that had been stagnant and paused returned to flow, and the heartbeat was blurred/ambiguous The sound was drowned in the noise in an instant.

Then, the chemical reaction just curled up and dissipated into the air.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry." Frank Ocean's voice came through the microphone, "There was a little accident with the stereo, sorry. I hope your eardrums are not injured. I am sincerely sorry."

Ronan glanced towards the stage, the focus shifted for a while in a panic, and then he looked over again, and then he could see Alena who was also in shock. Their eyes met again, but they both realized each other's embarrassment And flustered, there was a smile in his eyes.

Somewhat ridiculous.

It's also a little funny.

However, the smile paused for a moment at the corner of her mouth, and then the restrained and shy pink lightly fell between Alena's brows, just like the iceberg snow lotus lightly dyed with a layer of light pink, delicate and bright.

Alena was a little embarrassed, aware of her panic, but she did not dodge, but looked at Ronan in a calm and generous manner, expressing with her eyes confidently: What's the matter? Not allowed? Still haven't seen it?

That frankness and sassyness made Ronan feel cautious again.

This time, the emotions didn't last long, and Curtis Dean appeared in sight, and said to Ronan a little irritably:

"I'm ready to leave."

This is an imperative sentence, and the subtext is "you also leave with me",

Afterwards, Curtis complained again.

"You have seen Frank Ocean's performance. His on-site control and appeal are excellent. Although his singing skills are far inferior to yours and are not at the same level at all, you must practice a lot in live performances. Otherwise the performance at the awards ceremony could have been a disaster."

After finishing speaking, Curtis walked away without paying attention to Ronan at all.

When Cliff and the others saw Curtis's back, they were surprised, stunned, and flustered. The three exchanged glances, and then stood up one after another. Cliff chased after Curtis. Maxim came into the aisle, but didn't know what to do.

Ollie came to Ronan, gestured politely to Alena, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Curtis? Should we leave?"

At this time, the meandering atmosphere has completely disappeared, like a tornado coming, unreasonably disrupting all emotions; moreover, the whole space suddenly becomes crowded, so that the eyes don't know where to go where to put it.

Ronan took a quick look at Alena, with a little apology in his eyes, and then looked at Ollie, "Let's go back, we need to practice hard." New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest mobile terminal: https: /

"Oh. Alright." Ollie didn't ask why, Ronan did what he said, nodded slightly in agreement, stood up and walked towards Maxim, looking at Maxim who was standing there without moving , eyes widened and said, "What's the matter, aren't you leaving? Ronan said go back to practice."

Maxim ignored Ollie, his gaze shifted back and forth between Ronan and Alena gently, revealing a meaningful expression.

Ronan noticed Maxim's gaze, raised his head to meet him, and then saw Maxim's half-smiley eyes seeming to be joking. Although Ronan tried his best to keep calm, this time it seemed that he couldn't stand uprightly. In response, his eyes dodged a little.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Maxim seemed to have discovered some new continent, he chuckled contentedly, looked away, and called the bewildered Ollie to leave together.

"Damn it."

Ronan was very annoyed by his reaction, and his flustered emotions became even more chaotic. He turned his head and glanced at Alena quickly.

Alena was still watching Ronan calmly and generously, her bright eyes seemed to be able to see all of Ronan's panic.

Then, the words in his mind became chaotic, "cough cough", Ronan cleared his throat unnaturally, "I need to go back to practice with the band members, otherwise, our collaboration stage may be messed up group."

Damn it! What kind of nonsense is this? This is obviously out of date, but why is there only such an idea in my mind? I said it out of nowhere, completely duplicity, what is going on with me?

But there is no turning back when the bow is opened, and now it seems that it can only bite the bullet and continue.

"So, I need to leave, how about you?" Ronan smiled, but the upward arc of the corner of his mouth was obviously struggling, as if he could feel the pull of gravity.

"I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself, and I know how to get back." Alena tried her best to keep herself looking relaxed and happy, but the tension in her heart made her easy words dry. There is no "leisurely" and she is now overwhelmed by annoyance.

Waiting for Ronan to stand up, Alena also stood up. If Ronan wants to go out, he must pass by Alena, so what should I do?

All of a sudden, the intelligence of the two of them seemed to be negative, and they were at a loss as to what to do.