Seven Hundred and Eighty Out of Season

Cherish food?

Wasted breakfast?

While they both knew it was the right thing to do, wasn't the timing a little... problematic? Is Ronan sure he didn't go off topic? The atmosphere doesn't seem right.

Ollie, Maxim, and Cliff looked at each other, but all three of them quickly averted their eyes and refused to make eye contact——

They can all perceive Ronan's inappropriateness, but the problem is that they also clearly know that Ronan is sincere and serious about food, and it is true at any time. If Ronan is interrupted at this time, no one can Determine whether Ronan will go berserk next.

No one wants to piss off Ronan discussing food, no one.

Of course, the members of the One Day Kings know it all too well.

"...do you know what this means?"

Facing Ronan’s questioning, no one answered, because they all knew what it meant—this meant that Ronan’s anger had reached its peak, and they had never seen Ronan take the initiative to overturn the food and let the delicious food Turned into garbage, the seriousness of the matter touched the red line.

alert!

alert!

The red light flashes.

So, even if it was absurd or weird or funny, even if the corners of the mouth twitched uncontrollably like a cramp, no one spoke to stop Ronan, but they refused to exchange eyes, and finally turned their eyes to look elsewhere, as if they were Enjoy the hotel scenery.

The tense and tense atmosphere, which was on the verge of breaking out, was eased in an absurd way, replaced by a cold and alienated embarrassment. Although the sun was still shining, and the winter in California was like a warm spring, the chilly air still made people feel uncomfortable. A shudder was felt.

Hoo hoo...

The wind suddenly picked up, and one could clearly feel a hint of coolness. Although the raging and boiling anger still could not be calmed down, at least the overheated brain that was on the verge of exploding calmed down, avoiding impulsive words that could never be redeemed, and emergency braking Completely reined in from the cliff.

"Oli, you should know the seriousness of what happened last night. It was Maxim first, and now you..."

Before Ronan finished speaking, Maxim turned around and protested angrily, trying to show his innocence—at least it had nothing to do with today's dispute, but Ronan directly hit the wall back without showing any weakness, "Could it be Did I said wrong thing?"

"How many times have you been late because of a woman? You don't want me to make a list and count them all.

Or do you keep accounts yourself? "

Maxim stared at Ronan in disbelief, his eyes expressed deep doubts, but seeing Ronan's unwavering gaze, he became uncertain——

He also wasn't sure if Ronan was bluffing, but it was better not to risk himself.

Then Maxim was like a frightened hamster, standing in the same place in panic, shut his mouth tightly, and looked at Ronan with lingering fear in his eyes, and didn't know why he was slandering Ronan in his heart.

But Ronan ignored Maxim, and turned his gaze to Ollie again, with a hint of anxiety and sadness in his eyes——

Even without what happened last night, Ronan always wanted to talk to Ollie.

It’s just that recently, Ollie has always been consciously escaping, like an ostrich. Even if Ronan keeps trying, Ollie can always find a way to escape, and even deliberately avoid being alone with Ronan. They haven’t been alone for a long, long time up. In addition, the tour schedule was always full, so it was put on hold.

"Ollie...what the hell happened?"

There are thousands of words, but they don't know where to start. It seems that they haven't talked for too long, so that the topic is broken at an unknown position, drifting with the wind, and they want to connect again, but they can't find the gap. In the end, it just turned into such a sentence.

The heavy weight permeates between the lines, and there are too many intricate emotions behind it.

Ollie raised his head to look at Ronan, but was a little flustered, then quickly dodged his gaze, lowered his jaw, and fell into a grand silence.

Ronan, there was only one sigh.

Then, his eyes turned to Cliff, his eyes were a little confused, although Ronan wanted to discuss the matter of Trastan, but apart from Trastan, it was obvious that Cliff had different ideas about his position in the team, Those words that blurt out because of anger often also contain sincerity.

"Cliff... none of us are perfect."

The first sentence was a bit of a surprise. It was neither condemnation nor comfort, but irrelevant words. Cliff couldn't help but looked up at Ronan, a little stunned.

"Each of us has our own problems. Maxim is obsessed with tenderness, and Ollie is lost in the world of drugs and loses his focus."

"As for me, although I refuse to be contaminated by these things, it does not mean that I can accuse you condescendingly. I also have my own fear and timidity. When you are at a party, I hide in the room alone, as if I am with you. I am not from the same world, and I am also afraid of being abandoned, rejected and forgotten.”

Cliff, very, very unexpectedly, he never realized it, turns out that Ronan was also "left out".

Maxim rolled his eyes and muttered "You know it too", obviously he has always been dissatisfied with Ronan.

Ollie wanted to open his mouth to tell Ronan "it's not like this", but was blocked by Maxim's words.

Ronan didn't care, he met his gaze calmly, and then looked at Cliff, "I mean, the four of us are all different, with our own preferences and habits, maybe you have more differences with us, but Trust me, Cliff, we never meant to exclude you."

"Don't forget, you're still the captain of the King for a Day."

Cliff looked at the bright smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth, opened his mouth, tried to say something, but found that his mouth was full of bitterness, and then avoided his eyes in embarrassment.

"Maxim's issue, Ollie's issue, we have been discussing and warning, what happened last night, I hope Ollie knows that he has crossed the line."

"It is not only a problem that may affect the band's performance, but more importantly, it is a problem that may ruin one's own life. There is an abyss in front of you, and darkness is one step ahead. Ollie, there are eight hundred if not one thousand similar cases. I don't want us to become One of them, I don't believe you don't know."

Opening his mouth slightly, Ronan still has a lot to say, but whether it's about Maxim or Ollie, how can he be able to say it clearly in a few words?

In fact, deep down, they all know the possible consequences of these problems. The key is that they are still out of control, which is the core of the problem. From alcohol to drugs to clapping for love, anything becomes an "addiction" that can wreak endless havoc without being able to get out of it.

Perhaps, Ronan should still talk to Ollie alone. If necessary, Ronan hopes that Ollie can seek help from the sanatorium before things get worse.