Five Hundred and Seventeenth Emotional Weight

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Ollie thought that Ronan had officially bid farewell to the past, and it was precisely because of this that he was able to remain so rational today, but Ollie forgot that they were all rookies in the game of Vanity Fair, and Trastan was their first class.

He didn't know what Trastan was planning as he sat in front of the TV watching the Grammy Awards, just as he didn't know what Stephanie was thinking when she refused to answer the phone or reply to the text message. Because they are already strangers.

So, is this Vanity Fair?

Bathe in the spotlight and enjoy the cheers and applause, as if standing on top of the world, but the price is... betrayal?

Perhaps the saying of "betrayal" is a bit too serious, at least they have not faced such a situation yet; but they seem to no longer see the sincerity, everything is wrapped in lights and focus, the sincerity is no longer, only the Interests and calculations, as well as games and confrontations.

Looking at Ronan, Oli was stunned like this, deeply immersed in the melody, unable to extricate himself. At this time, there were no tears in his eyes, but he fell into a grand and grand sadness, at a loss.

"'You and I'...to reach the end of time...was my wish, can she see it..."

Treble, burst.

One high note pushes another high note, but does not fully release all the energy. The easy control pulls the emotions to wander in madness, and the majestic and magnificent sadness gradually turns into bitterness, which spreads out in the dazzling light , and then fell from a height like this.

The weightlessness of the free landing made his thoughts fall into chaos. When he was waiting to regain his balance, he looked around suddenly, only to find that he was already alone.

What is more frightening than sadness and bewilderment is loneliness and desolation, being isolated and helpless, alone, with nowhere to turn to despite the roar of applause from the audience.

"I miss my friend...I miss her laugh..."

Treble, burst.

Once again, a new high-pitched high-pitched voice completely detonated the starlight in the sky, and the wild and mixed emotions roared down like a Milky Way falling straight into the sky, and it was completely released on the next high-pitched note, "But we are strangers..."

One eight beats, two eight beats.

The continuous treble is unreserved,

The emotions that are suppressed and then suppressed, restrained and restrained are contained in the singing and rampant.

Not only bitterness, not only loneliness, not only sadness, but also a kind of distress, standing on the edge of the cliff, roaring and shouting, waves of echoes swarming from all directions, but there is no response, it seems extremely noisy In the end, he was still alone.

Ollie just froze.

The whole heart was wrapped in strong and surging emotions, breathless, raised his right hand, tried to touch Ronan, and told him:

You are not alone, and I am here.

However, the right hand has just been raised, but he couldn't help curling up his fingers, not daring to approach easily, for fear that the slightest touch may cause Ronan in front of him to fall apart, like Lego blocks, the kind that is close at hand but out of reach The alienation and strangeness made Ollie's heart curl up completely.

Want to cry but have no tears.

Because Ollie realizes that tears are so cheap and useless at this moment, that thousands of words are mixed and cannot be expressed in tears.

"I love you as before, but we are strangers; I love you as before, but we are strangers."

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After showing all their emotions without reservation, they regained their calmness sparsely again, as if nothing had happened, but they all knew that was not the case, not seeing it didn’t mean it didn’t exist, those wounds were still bleeding, and the soul was still there. wandering.

Ollie looked at Ronan's back, he was still generous and strong, it was this shoulder that carried the king of the day to escape the darkness and embrace the light again, it was this figure standing on the edge of the cliff in the face of the storm and still going forward to realize his dream, And he always believed that he was not alone.

The road to chasing his dream is really too long and too bumpy, and it is difficult to reach the other side after all by walking alone. He needs to know that he is not fighting alone.

However, Trastan just appeared, reawakening those memories that had been buried, those that were betrayed, abandoned and forgotten.

Suddenly, Ollie could understand Ronan's words in the carriage today: Trastan had a choice, but he chose the worst one.

"We are strangers now", a seemingly calm sentence, but to Ronan, it was not as simple as he imagined.

Ollie is a little angry with Cliff, why does Cliff still think about Trastan? Why does Cliff still think that Trastan also has difficulties? Doesn't Cliff know what they've been through? Had Cliff forgotten about Scout? Had Cliff forgotten about New Orleans?

Are Cliff's justifications another kind of secondary harm?

Ronan's emotional outburst in the carriage was now explained.

However, Ollie can't control Cliff's thoughts, at least he can make his own choices.

There are still tears in his eyes that haven't been wiped away. Ollie wants to comfort Ronan and tell him that no matter what happens, he has always stood where he is and will never and will not leave; How to express, I always feel that the language is so pale.

Ollie buried his head deeply in the sofa, roaring and venting silently, he didn't like this mixed and powerless feeling——

Why do emotions become so complicated when we grow up? Tears in laughter, sadness in happiness, joy in pain...everything is not as pure and simple as it was when I was a child, and then the information that needs to be processed in my mind becomes larger and more complicated, and I can't learn it no matter what.

Ah, what should I do?

There is no answer, you can only obey the voice of your instinct.

Finally, Ollie raised his head again, moved towards Ronan slowly, then put his head against Ronan's back, like a pillar, and shook his head slightly, like a five-year-old child , Use your body language to express the complex and rich emotions in your heart.

A little bit of leaning, a little bit of warmth, a little bit of touch, carefully conveying comfort.

However... Ronan was full of question marks, and turned to look at the guy behind him, "Ollie? What are you doing?"

Ollie paused slightly, "...I just want to say, I'm not a stranger, and I'm not Trastan, no matter what happens, I will fight by your side." He said whatever came to his mind, although some The words are not expressive, and there is no explanation at all for what is going on with his actions, but the meaning is still conveyed.

Ronan was taken aback for a moment—where is this? Because it was too ridiculous, Ronan couldn't help laughing, "That's good, I thought you were showing love."

Oli's back muscles stiffened for a moment, his cheeks became hot, he raised his head suddenly, stared at Ronan with wide eyes, and stammered, "You, you, what are you thinking about!"

Note 1: Strangers (strangers——sidecreek)