Five Hundred and Ninety Second Free Imagination

"Hey, Mr. Love, you enjoy your life freely, so what should I do?" Ronan's eyes were full of jokes, expressing his dissatisfaction jokingly.

Ollie thought about it seriously, "Can't you just sell the company and wander around the world with us?"

good idea!

Ronan's smile became brighter, "Wandering in the world? Ah, I still want to buy a small island in the Pacific Ocean and build a paradise."

"..." Oli widened his eyes and opened his mouth, his face full of disbelief, as if he was saying: It's okay! Why didn't I think of it!

Then, Ollie narrowed his eyes and lightly bumped Ronan's shoulder, "Beside your island, buy me one too, we'll be neighbors next door, believe me, I'm definitely the best neighbor in the world , we can go fishing together, we can sail together to look for dolphins, we can also take a jet to Paris for lunch, and then go to the Caribbean to watch the sunset at night.”

As he spoke, Ollie laughed out loud, just imagining the picture in his mind, and his heart exploded into fireworks.

Then he laughed like a fool.

Ronan couldn't help laughing out loud, "Wait, Ollie, what about the promised band dream? What about the agreed Wandering World?"

Ollie blinked and blinked, "We can hold a world-unique concert in the high seas of the Pacific Ocean! How about it?"

To be honest, I'm actually... looking forward to it!

Ronan burst into laughter, his mood was finally relaxed, and the burden on his shoulders was completely let go.

Oli turned his head to look at Ronan, his smile slowly fell into his eyes, and he regained his calm, "Ronan, do you remember? You told me this sentence, there is no need to worry about someone who doesn't care about you at all, because You have no value in his life, and neither should you."

Ronan was slightly stunned, he really didn't remember, this should be Ronan Cooper's words to advise Ollie, at this time Ollie awakened his memory again.

Ollie's father is alcoholic, irritable, and dirty, and has failed marriages one after another, but he never reviews himself, but blames all his faults on his children, not only ignoring his two eldest sons who bully the youngest Ollie , And even after drunkenness, he punched and kicked to vent his anger.

Ollie's childhood was full of violence and indifference, full of wounds and tears. It was not until he graduated from high school that he got the admission letter from UCLA with his own ability. Then he escaped from that hell and started a new life.

Since then, he never went back.

When Oli just entered the first year of college, two half-brothers of Oli forcibly broke into Oli's dormitory. They believed that Oli was able to go to college because he stole the family's cash, and they tried to rob the money. Going back, he was accidentally smashed by Ronan, and the police were arrested on the spot.

In fact, Ollie and Ronan are the same. They both went to university through scholarships and student loans. In addition, the wages they earned through their part-time jobs were accumulated as tuition and living expenses. Ollie never got any help from the family, not only no, but they were dragging Ollie back, trying to drag Ollie back into that quagmire.

Their lives are a mess, and Ollie isn't allowed to escape.

That chance, Ronan and Ollie met and became friends.

Looking back now, Ronan fully empathizes with Ollie's situation, and this has also become an important opportunity for them to establish a friendship. Those words contain Ronan's own heartfelt feelings.

"I don't remember." Ronan's answer made Ollie stunned, and he blinked quickly. This situation is different from what he imagined!

But Ronan's words didn't end, "I think it's always easy to use reason to persuade others, but when it's your turn, you selectively lose your memory."

"..." After Oli regained his senses, he realized that Ronan was complaining to himself, and couldn't help laughing.

Ronan let out a breath again, immersed in his own thoughts, "Actually, we all understand the truth, it's like a mathematical formula, it's not that complicated, but when we actually face it, we find it's not so easy to implement, It's like a tug-of-war between reason and emotion, we always need to face our own emotional fluctuations, and simple things are complicated."

This kind of Ronan is a little strange and a little familiar. It seems that he has returned to a year ago. He always lacks some confidence and can't help questioning himself. Hesitation and hesitation deep in his heart bind his steps; Ronan gradually changed, and he hadn't seen him like this for a long time.

However, Ollie misses this kind of Ronan a little bit, not because of Ronan's swaying, but because those fragility make Ronan more real.

"Emotion, this is the weakness of human beings, but also the strengths of human beings. Otherwise, we can be replaced by robots at any time." Ollie said seriously.

In just one sentence, it is full of philosophical flavor.

Ronan couldn't help but turned his head and looked at the confused Ollie, as if he didn't realize how much wisdom his words had in life, which made Ronan chuckle.

Sure enough, Ollie is the type who is as wise as a fool.

"Well, I think so too." Ronan nodded slightly in agreement, completely relaxed, and looked at the desert in front of him again, and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I just need a little time."

Oli also nodded, without saying anything more, turned his head and looked straight ahead:

The vast expanse of sky, the endless desert, the bustling crowds are gradually receding, and the sight seems to have returned to the barren silence. The noise and prosperity of the past three days are like a grand mirage, sober After coming here it was just a dream.

There is a sense of emptiness, pulling the ankle and slowly sinking, it seems that even the breeze that blows over reveals a sense of loneliness and loneliness.

But at the same time, in a trance, you can also feel the grandeur of the universe and the smallness of the individual, as well as the heat of the sound waves and the strength of the individual, as if closing your eyes, you can feel the madness of the No. 3 stage in the afternoon of the first day again. The vast three-finger salute spread out endlessly in front of his eyes.

The music feast has indeed come to an end, but those pictures, those sounds, those memories will always be imprinted in the depths of memory, and even time cannot be eroded.

These are all the wealth I own, which cannot be replaced or evaluated. Only time can prove what imprint and impact this weekend in April 2013 left on my life. Change has come quietly.

"Hey, Ronan, are you really not going to inherit the company?"

"Um?"

"In my opinion, you need to inherit, you must inherit, and then sell the company after changing hands, promise me, okay?"

"How much are you going to divide?"

"No more, no more, ten percent is fine."

"Then what's the price? Let me tell you first, I don't accept prostitution."

"Oh...how can this be!"