Five Hundred and Thirteenth Moonlight Like Water

Leaning against the wall and resting for a while with eyes closed, in a daze, he entered a half-dream and half-awake state again. He was extremely tired but could not fall asleep completely, and the world disappeared into nothingness. It seemed that it was only ten or fifteen seconds. Ying Sheng had already delivered the room service with a trolley.

"Mr. Cooper?"

The hesitant voice of the suite butler woke Ronan.

"Do you need a blanket for you?"

Obviously, the first priority of a personal butler is not to ask "why", but to think about "how".

The corner of Ronan's mouth couldn't help but twitched lightly, he didn't open his eyes, but he felt a little funny because of the butler's "caring", "No, I'll eat something first." Rubbing his stomach that was aching from hunger, he Still rejected Zhou Gong's call.

Returning to the hotel room and taking a seat in the living room, the private butler opened half of the curtains, and the bright moonlight fell down, revealing half of the dark blue sky, and the faint light of the stars dotted the night, quiet but noisy—it was obviously Wan Lai In the quiet early morning, it seems as if you can see the noise of the stars having a party, and people can't help but imagine the lively scene of the stars singing and dancing in their minds.

Before the meal, Ronan was a little hesitant, whether he could digest the steak in the early hours of the morning, and whether it was too greasy and heavy? Can it be swallowed?

Facts have proved that not only can I swallow it, but also eat it very happily. There is a strange sense of adventure and excitement, just like sneaking out barefoot in the middle of the night when I was a child, even if I just run in the living room or corridor at home, it is obviously cold Trembling, goosebumps have crawled all over his back, but he still couldn't control his excitement and excitement.

The only regret is that the sense of taste is much duller, unable to taste the delicate taste of the food carefully, but roughly feeling the aroma of butter mixed with sea salt permeating into the meat, dancing on the taste buds on the tip of the tongue, it is a pity that he "sighted" Hazy" can't see the dance clearly.

As a result, it has evolved into a pure "filling" of the stomach, and eating has become a survival instinct/instinct-"People are iron rice and steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will feel hungry", when such thoughts come to mind , Ronan suddenly felt like a contestant with a big appetite, filling himself like fodder.

Such a sense of absurdity brought a smile back to the corner of his mouth, and he laughed cheerfully.

The feeling of fullness brought by the food made the stomach warm up again, and the curled and burning internal organs gradually calmed down and stretched out, and found peace again.

In fact, the drowsiness still hasn't disappeared, but the strange thing is that the brain is gradually waking up, as if the sleeping body functions are running again, and it doesn't want to stop for the time being.

But he didn't want to stand up, he just curled up on the sofa and stared blankly at the blue outside the window.

The focus of the line of sight did not condense, but just stared at the piece of blue that was gradually warming up.

In the short gap between the end of the night and the approach of dawn, the world condenses into a pure and mellow blue, exuding a hazy gleam, mysterious and profound, bursting out a thrilling power, calming the mind, following that Wipe the grandeur and exhale and inhale together.

The cool and pure blue makes people feel warm. I can't help but want to immerse myself in it, melt and disintegrate, and then integrate with the whole world.

The universe is so big, and we are so small. Human beings standing in front of the long river of time are just a drop in the ocean, like dust, but we can't see these, neither the end of time nor the boundary of space, we can only see Your own life is trapped in your own emotions.

But... Although the truth is so, how many people can really see through it?

But... Although I know that everything will pass, the wound will heal, just like fresh milk has a shelf life, even canned pineapple has a shelf life, everything is like this, emotions will disappear, wounds will stutter, memories will fade, time will pass, but every time you face How many people can truly detach themselves from emotional setbacks?

Perhaps, it is because of this that humans become so real.

"We are strangers..."

Looking at the deep and charming blue, I couldn't help recalling this sentence again in my mind. Hidden in the depths of heart-piercing sadness, as well as dazed melancholy and sigh, Ronan put his head on his forearm , lying on the back of the sofa, and then the melody hummed softly from between his lips and teeth.

"Mmmmmm...mmmmmm..."

In the beginning, it was just a fragmented and disorganized minor tune. The melody followed the thoughts unconsciously, like a sleeping whale. The sea water flows gently along the smooth skin. The huge body is lurking in the calm sea, as if exhausted. Then get ready to bask in the moonlight.

Life is full of countless unknowns. Although parting from life and death is always sad, what is even more sad is that many times, we do not realize that it is a parting, a quarrel, a farewell, a turning around, a hug, maybe just Be the last meeting in life.

Just like childhood friends, they grow up and gradually drift away. The parting happened quietly when I didn't realize it at all. After waiting for many years, I suddenly look back, only to find that the figures I used to be familiar with have long since become strangers. People, but forget how the parting happened.

Not to mention those who were born, aged, sick and died, and not to mention those unexpected disasters.

Perhaps, the parting after the real notification is heart-piercing and heart-wrenching, but should be cherished even more, because at least I already know that everything has ended here.

But, after "goodbye" and saying goodbye, can it really be over when it's over? Can the inextricably linked emotions really be broken at will?

Emotion is the strength and weakness of human beings. Most people spend their entire lives unable to complete the credits of this course.

Then, Ronan thought of Sophie, thought of Trastan; thought of Alice, thought of the nowhere to be placed on the Grammy Awards Ceremony, thought of the loneliness and loneliness of the previous life... thoughts surged, Faint, superficial sadness does not sting, on the contrary, it makes people feel very comfortable. I just want to follow the gurgling stream all the way, wander in it, and let the sad emotions flow out.

Like a stream of moonlight.

"I love you as before, but we are strangers (Strangers)." (Note 1)

Humming and humming, the melody gradually condenses, a single sentence that is understated, but contains too many emotions, like dewdrops condensed on the tips of green shoots, filled with moonlight, and lowered the branches , crystal clear but icy cold.

Parting is not because of a breakup. Sometimes, it is because we still love each other that we choose to part; farewell is not because of indifference. In many cases, we choose to say goodbye because we are too dependent.

Everyone is trying to find the right answer in the long life, but the problem is that everyone comes to this world for the first time, everyone makes mistakes, everyone will be confused, and everyone needs more time , Maybe life has never had a correct answer.

Note 1: Strangers (Strangers——Sidecreek)

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