1001 Starlight Shines

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It's not your typical Renly, so unfamiliar.

Sitting quietly on the high stool, holding a guitar, he sang to his heart's content, letting his emotions run wild and rushing. , loss, loneliness and daze, released instantly in the tearing song.

No longer hiding, no longer restraining, no longer suppressing, no longer calm.

That roar full of bitterness and despair burst out with the release of rock and roll spirit, firm and tough, but for the first time, it showed the fragility and wounds in the heart, lost the mask of elegance and calmness, lost the poisonous invulnerability The armor of the invasion, Renly stayed where he was, trying to be strong, silently remembering.

"Yes, I care."

Such a simple lyric smashed all lines of defense.

Standing in the crowd, Lauren Messler burst into tears and couldn't cry, the turbulent emotions slammed into her chest and made a dull pain; staring at Renly, who was shattered in front of her, she couldn't express her mixed emotions, she just wanted to. Tell him: yes, she cares too.

Even the faintest ray of light was part of the night sky; and this ray of Renly really lit up her life, and she cared so much that she could barely breathe.

So, Lauren raised his right hand high, turned on the flashlight, and cast a beam of light on the stage.

That faint light, in the sparse and bright sunlight in the early morning, was insignificant, quietly lost in the vast halo, as if it did not exist at all, and no one noticed it at all. In the huge universe, it is even smaller than dust, empty and empty.

However, this is not the only ray of light.

One bunch, another bunch. First Robin Helzer, then Lauren Messler, then Tessa Britton... more and more, more and more, gradually spread over the entire square.

Paul Walker left the studio and stood on the doorstep, holding his phone high, illuminating the stage with a beam of light, followed by Jennifer Lawrence, Alexander Skarsgar De... The entire "Edge of Tomorrow" crew all appeared on the steps at the door, condensed into a group.

Ellie Cross stood on the right side of the stage and covered her mouth tightly, but she still couldn't stop the tears and broken emotions. She turned her head, raised her chin, and looked at her husband beside her. She said excitedly and excitedly, "That's Heather, have you seen it? That's Heather's light, that's Heather, someone cares, Derek, someone cares."

Derrick Cross gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't control his emotions, his eyes were full of tears, and he didn't move, lest if he moved a little, the tears would completely burst. He remembered again that night, the night that belonged to Heather, when Renly stepped onto the stage of the Pioneer Village and sang loudly, "Go on," with a bright smile on Heather's face, as if he owned the whole world.

Now, she does have the whole world.

The rays of light, more and more, gradually converged into one piece, and spread out in a mighty manner. The bright and dazzling cream-yellow rays of light filled every corner of the line of sight little by little. The pale golden sunlight seemed to be fading. All disappeared, and all the rays of light gathered together, like a beam of skylight from the sky, stirring up billions of starlights, shrouding the center of the stage, and the dazzling rays of light were enough to blind everyone's eyes.

At this moment, the Rockefeller Plaza really burst out with radiance. One thousand people, ten thousand people, twenty thousand people... Countless faint rays of light, those insignificant rays of light condensed together, but became the sky light comparable to the sun, illuminating the whole world, so magical and so wonderful.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the TV, Rooney-Mara finally understood the meaning of the sentence at this time: If they said, who would care that another light went out, under the billions of stars in the sky.

On the night of the Oscars ceremony, the humming tune evolved into the melody on the stage at this time. It was so beautiful that people wanted to melt. With open arms, you can own the world.

Through the small screen, Rooney drew the handsome brows in detail, with a touch of sadness and melancholy pervading it. Sadness and heavy emotions bound her wrists and ankles, like the shackles of the soul. The sigh and helplessness of death are like smoke and fog, always lingering and lingering. People always think that those pains will pass sooner or later, and time will heal some; but sometimes, it doesn't work.

After that tiny ray of light disappeared, after that dim star fell, the world is still the world, the revolution is still the revolution, the gravity is still the gravity, it seems that nothing has changed; but for some people who come Said that their world has been turned upside down, torn apart, and will never go back.

Rooney curled her legs, wrapped her hands around her knees, rested her chin on her knees, and watched Renly silently. One after another, the musical symbols danced and jumped lightly on the tip of the tongue, showing a hint of bitterness and loneliness, but left a shallow sweetness and happiness, hidden behind the singing, but with wings of freedom, soaring freely.

In the depths of her eyes, a touch of sadness was lightly stained, and it flickered quietly; then a shallow smile emerged, outlining the shape of happiness, because she saw it, saw the billions that filled the audience. Wan Xingguang saw the dazzling light that was enough to eclipse the day, and saw the group of Don Quixote who raised his right hand.

He couldn't help but tilt his head slightly to the side, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth rose lightly, quietly, enjoying the touching moment of this moment, the moment that belonged to that man.

After roaring, Ren Li let out a soft breath, opened his eyes again, and continued to sing, "If they say, who cares if another light goes out..."

But at this moment, I caught the light in front of my eyes, one after another, the stars, from the glow of the firefly to the light of the bright moon, slowly and slowly connected into a piece, and finally formed a piece of The vast ocean, the milky yellow ocean is so vast and majestic that even the sunlight above the sky is eclipsed, filling every corner of the line of sight, engulfing everything in the world and blurring, leaving only A dazzling halo, enough to illuminate the entire heaven.

Uncontrollably, Renly's voice trembled slightly, and the surging emotions slammed into his chest. Every lyrics came from the depths of the soul, awakening all the memories in the depths of the memory again, and the surging emotions were like waves. After being hit hard, there was no reaction time at all, and the eye sockets were already slightly red.

Renly stabilized his emotions, tried his best to control his voice, and continued to sing, "Under the billions of stars in the sky, it is twinkling, twinkling..."

But in just one breath, the entire Rockefeller Plaza has transformed into a vast ocean of starlight. The splendid light has no end in sight. The voice is so choked in his throat that he can't sing it out. Renly has to Stopped, paused the singing, paused the performance, adjusted the mood, and then sang again, "Who cares about the end of someone's time, if we are only a drop in the ocean, let's hurry up, hurry up."

The turbulent dark tide is shaking every musical symbol, Ren Li is so embarrassed, his slightly trembling voice is almost unsupportable, and every gentle trembling describes the emotion at this moment.

He once thought that no one would care, no one would care about a girl named Heather Cross, whose life was forever fixed in the winter of New York; Hete and Sisyphus, who walked alone, were just immersed in their own world and walked silently.

But, he was wrong.

The dazzling sea of ​​light in front of him is majestic and majestic, even more vast than the universe; each beam of light is so weak and so small, but together, it constitutes a starry sky that makes the sun lose its luster. He believed that Heather was in it, and it was the insignificant beam of light that accompanied him unswervingly and continued to move forward.

At this very moment, as never before and unexpectedly, Renly's emotions collapsed. Standing on the stage, helpless and dazed, lost and flustered, "Who cares..." The singing was interrupted like this, and the guitar playing stopped. Renly closed his eyes in embarrassment, and ruthlessly , fiercely suppressed all the turbulence, and hurriedly said, "Sorry."

Lauren bit her lower lip tightly, and frantically shook her right hand. The lights on her phone began to flicker like a star blinking. She tried her best to suppress herself, not to make any sound, just the simplest but most touching. way of expressing inner support.

Every starlight is a heartbeat responding to Renly's call; every starlight is an important existence that has made the sky full of stars; every starlight is a Don Quixote who pursues his dreams and embraces freedom.

Then, the whole world flickered, and the starlight all over the sky overshadowed everything. Even the white-collar staff standing in the high-rise buildings fell into shock and silently took out their mobile phones. , turned on the light, and projected it from top to bottom.

At this moment, Rockefeller Plaza is the center of gravity of the world.

Renly took a deep breath, lowered his eyelids, and began to play the guitar again, singing in a deep voice, his hoarse voice outlined a slightly trembling expression in the brilliance of the sky, "Who cares that another light goes out, yes ,I care."

The graceful and moving melody, like a gurgling spring, ding dong down, the faintly nasal singing, with the weight of the soul, whispered softly, "Yes, I care."

The curling aftertaste is still quietly surging on the square, and the melody is over, but the turbulent waves deep in my heart have only just begun.

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