Four Hundred and Twenty First Pass

"Love is emotional, logic is rational. In the final analysis, these are still two ways of thinking. Thinking about love logically is a paradox. Why not think objectively about love and chocolate, which one do you want to choose?"

"chocolate."

"oh?"

"One is spiritual food, and the other is material food. Therefore, the former is a luxury, and the latter is a basic guarantee of life. My choice is not difficult."

"So, what you mean is that you still lack material food, and you would rather give up spiritual food and guarantee your basic life."

"What I mean is that the pleasure produced by material food is more direct and simpler, and they should be basically guaranteed. You know that I won't give you the answer you want, so what are you arguing about?"

"Ha, you can't just stop trying because you can't get the desired result. This is obviously not my style of doing things, and it's not yours either."

You come and go, you don't give an inch, and you fight each other.

In a trance, the familiar scene appeared again - this episode, I have seen it before!

Taylor felt that she should be under the car, not in the car. In the confrontation of coming and going, she couldn't find her place at all.

To make matters worse, Taylor didn't know how it happened. It seemed that in just a short moment, a tornado struck, and then everything was in chaos. angry.

"Sorry, Taylor, we are so rude." Ronan's voice came, and Taylor suddenly woke up from his chaotic thoughts, "It was supposed to be introduced by me, but we fell into our own During the conversation, please forgive the conversation just now."

Lightness. Sunlight. polite. gentle. A little bit shy, obviously not used to social occasions at parties.

Like a spring breeze.

Ronan still showed perfect etiquette, and a warm current flowed through Taylor's heart, and his irritable and lost mood was slightly comforted, and the smile returned to the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, I'm listening, I'm listening carefully, who You know, maybe those conversations just now will be in my next song, and that’s where the inspiration comes from.”

Ronan laughed softly, the laughter gurgling deep in his throat, "Maybe, next year on the Grammy stage, we will be able to enjoy a brand new stage.

"

Taylor's heart warmed again: Countless people criticized her overwhelmingly, what sold her life, what hurt others endlessly, what signed an agreement with the devil... Although Taylor was always upright and never flinched, in the dead of night, it was hard to avoid feeling Injuried.

At this time, Ronan's calm and joking attitude, with a relaxed and sunny atmosphere, although Taylor only made a joke to save himself, he gained a little kindness by accident, and his depressed mood was rekindled.

"Maybe I really will." Taylor blinked at Ronan, and the smile returned to the corner of his mouth and bloomed.

The momentary youth is dazzling.

But Ronan didn't seem to notice. He looked over Taylor's head and looked at it from a distance, then lowered his gaze to look at Taylor and Alena again, with a trace of apology in his eyes, "Sorry, Maxim is calling me , it seems that he has encountered some troubles."

"Ladies." Ronan nodded towards Taylor and Alena respectively, gestured politely, and then walked quickly.

But Taylor wasn't sure if it was his own illusion. Ronan's eyes paused for a while on Alena, and there was also concern in Alena's eyes. Following Ronan's back, he passed through the crowd and disappeared into a halo.

The tall and straight figure has already opened the distance in three or two steps. The slender legs and well-proportioned proportion can easily stand out among the bustling crowd. The colorful light falls on the broad shoulders and waist, outlining a touch of Thrilling lines, every move is so pleasing to the eye.

Even though there were constant greetings from around, they could not interrupt Ronan's footsteps. He simply nodded and smiled, and then passed by like a whirlwind before the other party opened his mouth, rushing unstoppably towards Maxim's position, faintly His anxiety could be felt.

Perhaps, the situation of teammates is indeed worrying.

Involuntarily, Taylor's heart curled up, and he also fell into worry, but watching Ronan's back that was fading away, a strong sense of loss and sadness swept over him like a tsunami, as if he had just met him. They have already passed by, and they have missed each other before they have had time to get to know each other in depth. There is no chance at all.

Emotions are turbulent.

Taylor looked away in embarrassment, and then he could see Alanna who was still standing by the side and did not leave. The calm posture made Taylor even more embarrassed, and he didn't dare to stay here any longer. He just said a few polite words, an excuse I needed to go back to touch up my makeup, so I stumbled and turned around to leave.

Fleeing.

Taylor tried his best to straighten his back, concealing his emotional turmoil, and greeted every pair of scrutinizing eyes projected from every corner with a smile on his face, but a tremor still leaked from the lonely back, falling into Alena's eyes, His eyes became so deep.

She can see it.

Although she usually hides it well, she is always cold and rational, but she is also a woman after all, and she also has a sixth sense intuition. She can clearly feel Taylor's ups and downs. The ups and downs of emotions are so turbulent, exhausted It's no use covering up.

However, I'm afraid Ronan didn't notice anything at all—as expected, men are always so dull, turning a blind eye to those obvious signals, as if they were blind.

Alena stared at the back of Taylor leaving, disappeared into the dense crowd, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The midnight party had no effect, and it was still in a crazy twisting rhythm. Then, Alena's eyes shifted to another direction. South disappearing direction.

At this time, Ronan was no longer visible in the crowd, and half of Maxim's head could be vaguely seen. It was unknown what happened, but Alena never looked away, even though He couldn't see Ronan, and he was still staring in that direction.

Slowly, Alena picked up the champagne in her hand, took a sip, and poured the cold liquid with a hint of sweetness into her mouth, down her throat and into her stomach, and slowly, just like that, it burned slowly , like a ray of blue flame, weak but strong, bursting out with incredible energy.

What she didn't say just now is that although the dopamine secreted by chocolate is the chemical reaction of love, scientists still can't assert that chocolate can replace love, because human emotions and relationships are always so intricate. Logic cannot find the correct answer.

Or in other words, math problems have right answers, but love... doesn't.