Five Hundred and Thirty Third

The moonlight is hazy, the stars are bright, the blazing bonfire bursts out crackling sparks, the hunting wind brings the noise of singing and cheering, and the cheerful laughter surges in the air. I would rather wrap a blanket to resist the cold, He also refused to go back to sleep in the tent.

No one wants to miss a night like this, no one.

The night is unbelievably beautiful and intoxicatingly beautiful.

"Wow, it really seems that you only need to raise your hand to touch..." Ollie couldn't help stretching out his right hand towards the sky, trying to touch the stars in the sky.

The endless stars hanging low in the sky are so close, it seems that as long as you run wildly and sprint towards the end of the horizon, you can touch them.

The sounds surrounding my ears gradually blurred, turning into a scorching warm current, wrapping around my ears, as if floating on the surface of a magma hot spring, the noise gradually faded away, and I was left alone, with the beating of the heart and the flow of blood The gurgling and rolling under the surface of the water is so loud and so quiet.

whee.

Ha ha.

Chi Chi.

The trivial rustling sounds rang in his ears, and Ollie came back to his senses slightly, looked away, and looked towards the lively crowd beside the campfire.

But he didn't find anything abnormal—or, his attention wasn't here at all, and even the obvious abnormalities couldn't enter the field of vision. With a light sweep, he looked at the burning fire, the focus and focal length of his sight Gradually blurred, and became quiet again.

The corners of Ollie's mouth lifted lightly, his eyes were a little dazed, he seemed to think of something, he was suddenly happy and sad, he was extremely happy and worried about gains and losses, inadvertently showing a touch of sadness, and then immersed in the emotional rut, slowly sinking , The thoughts collapsed like this.

In fact, many people have noticed Ollie's abnormality.

Even Justin, who is completely unfamiliar with Ollie, can vaguely notice Ollie's frequent distractions. It seems that his body is still here, but his soul has already soared into the sky, but he doesn't know where in the universe he has explored now. , is completely the real version of the walking dead.

"...Is he alright?" Bruno tried his best to control his laughter without spilling from the corner of his mouth, and then asked with concern.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that Ollie is doing well now—even happy,

That glow of warmth that blooms from the inside out doesn't lie, and it also means Ollie is fine.

But Ollie's soul wandering still makes people can't help but want to make fun of it, but they are worried that their rash actions may be self-defeating, so they try to restrain the impulse.

Otherwise, whether it is Bruno or Justin, they are all pranksters who are afraid of chaos in the world.

The corner of Ronan's mouth slightly tugged down, and he spread his hands to express that he didn't know too well.

Ollie and Ophelia are having dinner tonight.

At the time of departure, it was Ronan who drove Ollie to the town and cheered for Ollie who lacked courage. Then, Ronan sat in the driver's seat and watched the situation outside, and kept confirming the reunion of Ollie and Ophelia. Meet, then leave quietly——

From the moment we met, the light burst out from Oli's eyes, as if he forgot to breathe in a trance. Even with the passage of time, some emotions are still turbulent and even hotter.

When he came back, Ollie’s reaction also proved this point. His light and joyful steps and carefree smile, like a little sun, made people feel the happiness and joy from the heart. The raised corners of his mouth couldn’t be calmed down at all. down.

Ronan didn't ask about Ollie's specific situation, not because tonight's party didn't have time for dialogue, but because the process and the result were unimportant, and most importantly, Ollie completely forgot about "Stephanie" and regained her throbbing feeling. The jumping and throbbing of the heart is enough.

"...I guess it should be." Ronan also winked at Bruno and replied, his eyes were full of smiles.

Looking at the distraught Ollie, Ronan could guess without asking any questions, that Ollie should be beginning to worry about gains and losses—after reaching the extreme of happiness, he couldn't help worrying that everything was just a dream, and it would shatter at the slightest touch The ground was full of uncontrollable grief.

Not only Ollie, after Grammy, Ronan himself had such emotions.

But looking at the bright and sad Ollie, obviously immersed in sweet happiness, but couldn't help sighing; obviously suffering from torture, but couldn't help but want to kick the quilt, such contradictions and struggles , as if returning to the boyhood, young love is like this.

To be honest, Ronan couldn't help but want to tease him too.

Therefore, Ronan understood the meaning of Bruno's expression very, very well.

So, what kind of prank should be the most advanced? Not only will he not pry into Ollie's privacy, avoid telling others his secrets, but also be able to tease Ollie quietly, to see how anxious Ollie looks? How can we kill two birds with one stone?

Then, Bruno could see a bright light flashing across Ronan's eyes, sly and black-bellied, and Bruno couldn't help but gear up, but before he had time to ask, Ronan had already withdrawn his gaze and looked down. Hands on the guitar strings.

Bruno was a little anxious.

Blinking his eyes, Bruno looked to Justin for help, only to find that Justin was looking at Ronan with a playful look in his eyes.

What's the meaning?

Bass mist.

Without Bruno asking, the crisp sound of guitar strings has already sounded, which should be the basic chords, without any special tricks.

Blinking and blinking again, Bruno finally realized Ronan's purpose——

Note.

What could be more appropriate than musical notes?

The same note falls on the ears of different listeners, interpreting different emotions and deriving different stories. This is precisely the greatest charm of music and the greatest characteristic of art.

For the same song, everyone is guessing the story behind the creator, but except for the person himself, all inferences are just deduction and interpretation, and the real meaning will always be a secret.

Such a "prank" is really advanced, can it still be called a prank? The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested, it depends on how much the audience can comprehend.

"噢噌噗, 噗噀咒......"

The melodious and light guitar strings are gradually condensed, the basic chords are just, there is no special trick, but a special chemical reaction is put together through a simple combination, revealing a touch of gentleness, spreading in the night, even the hunting cold wind Can't hide the warmth in it.

The curvature of the mouth quietly calmed down, it seemed that there was no smile, but in fact, the real smile was reflected in the depths of the eyes like stars in the sky, and it penetrated into the heart and blood vessels bit by bit, the gentleness was so enchanting and beautiful It's so melting, you can't help but immerse yourself in it.