King of Stage

Five Hundred and Forty-Four Happy and Sad

Soft but sharp, fragile but tough.

Such contradictory emotions are hidden in Ronan's singing and smashed down, while the sadness and pain of emotions are as sharp and heavy as sharp knives. into the plight of drowning and suffocation.

And it's not just Sophie who feels the weight of the notes?

Ruth seemed to feel a shudder——

Standing in the hot and sweaty desert, there was a piercing chill in the depths of my heart, as if... a sharp knife slowly cut open the chest, and the fresh and beating heart appeared defenselessly like this. Even wrapped in a scorching heat wave, it is still in a fragile state.

"No matter what I say, you can't change your mind. My words fade into chaos. I'm trying, I'm trying." (Note 1)

The understated singing voice did not break out heart-piercingly, did not vent heartily, just exhaled a puff of cigarette lightly and slowly, and disappeared into the air even without the breeze blowing, but left a full mouthful of smoke on the tip of the tongue. Bitterness spread out bit by bit.

Words cannot express the melancholy and loss in my heart.

Ruth involuntarily approached Lewis, put her hands around her waist, hugged tightly, and hugged tightly again, trying to use her body to feel the hot skin, dispel the chill, and dispel the emptiness and daze deep in her soul that could not be suppressed, but Want to warm in a primitive physical way.

Still, Ruth became uncontrollably sad.

He humbly offered his defenseless heart, desperately grasped the ray of hope and kept trying, desperately trying to keep the figure who turned away, let go of his self-esteem, abandoned his pride, curled up and begged bitterly, but it was still to no avail. All the sweet words and vows of eternal love in the past are gone, leaving only an indifferent back, and even quarrels and dialogues have been disdainful.

Just, strangers.

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

Watching Ronan singing quietly in the center of the stage, Ruth fell into a black hole of sadness, and her emotions were involved bit by bit, unable to extricate herself.

I want to cry, but I can't cry, my dry eyes are like a dead well, without vitality or emotion, only a silent silence.

Ronan's singing, without any fancy and without any skill, peels off all the dazzling carvings, but infuses the weight and temperature of emotion into every word, hits the heart fiercely, like a rose in the dry desert and hard stone above,

Unbelievably blooming.

Then, Ruth fell like this.

With both hands, he hugged Lewis tightly and frantically, but suddenly found that the tighter he hugged, the more fearful he became, just like the sand grains in his palms, tightening his fists just made them leak faster, no matter what method he could not stop, he could only Watching them disappear from the palm of your hand is hopeless.

at this time--

melody! Burst!

From Maxim to Cliff to Ollie, the suppressed and suppressed emotions are no longer reserved, and they are fully released. The drumbeats like heartbeats are intertwined with strings that are comparable to pulse, and intersect with keyboard sounds like breathing rhythm. Echoing, echoing bursts of roar filled the audience, bursting out with infinite power in an instant, the audience was agitated, but... there was no singing.

Only the melody is played, there is no singing around the beam.

Ronan grabbed the microphone stand with both hands, lowered his head slightly, and stood there quietly, as if immersed in the melody, letting his emotions permeate for a while.

The roar of the melody and the absence of the singing form a dislocation again. The sigh and helplessness are contained in the notes, venting down like a torrential rain. Even the rolling heat waves can't stop the violent storm Explosion, comparable to ice rain, covered the audience in a mighty way.

The hotness on the surface of the skin and the coldness in the depths of the soul are opposites intertwined, and the pulling and collision of the two sensations directly burst the heart.

Then, it slowly fell like this.

The arc of the corner of the mouth rose in relief, blooming under the shining golden sunlight, but the sadness in his heart was slowly dying.

The melody that touched the peak stopped abruptly again, and fell into the bottom of the valley in a way of falling off a cliff. In the end, only the cool and clean key sounds were left gurgling and flowing, just like the bright moonlight, flowing into the vast desert in the form of a rolling tide In the golden sunlight, the air began to roll.

In the silence, Ronan's clear voice hummed softly again——

"'You and I' have reached the end of time and are our everything, now gone with the wind..."

Controlled and controlled, restrained and restrained, it was only at this time that I finally revealed my emotions bit by bit, as if carefully uncovering a scar, the bloody scar was unbearable, and I shifted reflexively Sight, but still able to smell the bloody breath in the air, entwined with thoughts, still unable to escape the bottomless black hole.

"I miss my friend, I miss her laugh, but she doesn't need me..."

The cold piano sound is the only accompaniment, enveloping Ronan's voice lightly, expressing every detail of emotion, easily and firmly controlling the audience's attention, dragging everyone into the darkness together , entered a completely different world in the sea of ​​flames in the vast desert, where the icy ice made people shiver, and then accidentally lost control and fell into the abyss.

"Can you see her?"

Ronan, with a winding and elongated voice, suddenly took off the microphone, held the microphone stand with his left hand, took a step forward, and sang loudly while holding the microphone tightly with his right hand.

Sorrow and bitterness bloom on the keys, despair and pain are released in the strings and drums, and the struggle hidden deep in the soul is finally revealed without reservation, venting like a torrential rain, surging emotions The explosion choked the audience in an instant.

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

Treble, burst!

once! again! again! One more time!

Every syllable can feel the mighty momentum of the treble, the overwhelming continuous roar, wave after wave of continuous collision, the heart-piercing pain is displayed in front of your eyes, and you can even clearly feel the tearing of the soul The pain, like a huge wave, drowned himself.

However, this is still not the end!

In the bursting of the drum beats, it was pushed to a brand new octave again!

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

The soaring treble was surging above the eardrums, and just when the tearing treble was about to reach its peak, Ronan freely completed a perfect transition between the true voice and the false voice, making the emotion at its peak Fully unblocked and released, and further pushed to an unparalleled peak, the intricate taste hits the face.

"But we... are... strangers..."

In an instant, all defenses fell apart.

Note 1: Strangers (Strangers——Sidecreek)

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