882 Walk With You

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The creation of a song, the mind is agitated, hearty, blooming, and the body and mind are happy.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth rose slightly; the smile in his eyes slowly surged. Renly really felt the lightness and happiness of music creation, and the beautiful emotions were always stirring in his chest. He put down the guitar and turned around. Renly gave old Frank a thumbs up and said with a chuckle, "The performance just now was very good. Wonderful, happy working together!”

Old Frank still seemed to be immersed in shock, never regaining his senses, just nodded blankly, unable to respond at all.

Renly walked to the bar, and smiled at Matthew, who was tearful and embarrassed. He didn't seem surprised at Matthew's appearance, and he didn't seem to sigh at Matthew's embarrassment. He just raised his eyebrows slightly. Tai, "I'm about to leave, but I didn't drive here today, how is it, would you like to take me for a ride?"

The corners of Matthew's mouth rose slightly, staring at Renly blankly, and then he felt absurd and funny, his shoulders shrugged, and he chuckled, "Of course, my honor." The hoarseness of the voice and the blockage of the nasal voice , once again leaked his embarrassment, but the two of them didn't say much, turned around and left the bar side by side.

"I think you need to calm down. You know, people who have just experienced great joy and sorrow are not suitable for driving. If you expect me to be the driver, you will be disappointed."

"...you still carry a handkerchief with you? God, isn't that George's habit?"

"Specially for ladies. But occasionally, gentlemen can also use it. If you don't need it, you can return it to me."

Two people, you said each other, no need to explain, no need to repeat, the familiarity between each other returned to the habitual mode, and they left the bar one after the other.

Those sounds gradually dissipated into the air, and the bar calmed down again, as if nothing had happened, and everything was just a dream. It's beautiful and amazing, but when you wake up, it's just a mirror image.

Old Frank came to the bar again ignorantly, looking at the young bartender in front of him, his face was still full of excitement and excitement, "Wow, that guy is really a character, right?" Old Frank didn't know why , "Oops, I should have a signature, God, I'm so stupid, I forgot. Fortunately, there is a mobile phone video to testify, otherwise no one will believe me at all."

Old Frank was still confused, and his response was a little slow. "What's the matter, just now... er, is that person... famous?"

"Famous?" The young bartender's eyes widened, his face full of incredulity, "Jesus Christ, more than just famous, that one was Renly Hall!"

The bartender was still young after all, and after a brief conversation, he recognized Renly. In recent times, the whole of North America has been the focus of discussion.

At the beginning, the bartender was still a little skeptical, worried that he had identified the wrong person; so he secretly took a photo, uploaded it to Facebook, and asked his friends, hoping that everyone would identify it, whether it was Renly. If so, why did Renly appear in this remote, quiet town in New Jersey, and is it a cemetery that came here specifically?

Seeing the shocked expression on Old Frank's face, the young bartender hugged his head and exclaimed, "Didn't you recognize him? Renly Hall, who made a sensation in America! Don't you know?" /Love 5'?'Love is crazy'?'Anti-cancer me'?"

However, old Frank was still dazed.

The young bartender began to work hard, "Oh, I heard that he also held a concert recently, but I don't know much about it. I thought he was just a guest singer occasionally, just to play tickets, but now it seems, His singing is so good! The live performance is really exciting! By the way, have you heard the song just now? What's the name? Is itunes available for download?"

Nagging, the bartender was still talking, completely unable to get rid of the atmosphere just now, today is destined to be an unforgettable day in his life; however, old Frank's thoughts have drifted away.

Renly Hall? Renly-Hall!

Old Frank finally remembered! He finally realized why the name was so familiar! That young man is actually Renly, the creator of "Don Quixote", the musician who reawakened his inner passion, the artist who reinfused his music with soul and inspiration!

Old Frank fell into a mighty shock, his eyes and heart were full of incredible, and then, the melody just now echoed in his mind again, and his ears seemed to float, "Even if my body is shattered, I swear I will not waste my life! "In an instant, the old man burst into tears.

"What was the name of the song just now?" After all, Matthew still didn't hold back his curiosity, asked aloud, turned the steering wheel skillfully, left the parking space, and walked onto the road, leaving the cemetery and bar behind. On the way home.

Renly said without hesitation, "'I-lived'."

"This life is not in vain." Matthew chewed it carefully, over and over again, and then turned into a smile in his eyes, "Have you officially said goodbye today?"

"Yeah." Renly nodded affirmatively. This is a farewell and a beginning.

Even as far away as London, the uproar in North America has flown across the ocean, unhindered by the stormy waves. Although anxious, although worried, deep down, Matthew knew that Renly needed a person's time and space, and he could deal with it.

All, just need your own time and space.

Therefore, Matthew still completed all the work step by step. Then, he rushed back to New York immediately and arrived successfully last night. However, the news was that Renly had disappeared, the real disappearance, and even Matthew could not find any trace of Renly.

However, Matthew knew that Renly needed to say goodbye. Renly will definitely say goodbye to Heather in person, goodbye between old friends, and when the time comes, Renly will reappear. As a friend, all Matthew had to do was wait quietly, welcoming Renly's return with a warm embrace and firm shoulders. go with it.

"Aren't you curious, how did I find that bar?" Matthew raised his eyebrows. Renly's take for granted was too calm, but it made him curious.

Renly pursed his lips, "If it's a private detective, you know I won't let you go; but if it's not, why should I care? I deeply think that you and Arthur can work together. A Sherlock Holmes agency might do well in London."

That mocking tone made Matthew shake his head helplessly, "Facebook. In this world, there is a tool called the Internet, and Facebook and Twitter can find many clues."

In the age of global social networks, it is very difficult for public figures to hide their presence, because where there are people there is a news feed and nowhere to hide.

Ren Li raised his eyebrows, "Look, I got it right." That natural expression made Matthew laugh dumbly, "Do you remember that movie? The body of a two-year-old boy."

"Yes, I remember. 'Stay With Me,' right?" Matthew nodded. "What's wrong? Why did you bring up the movie?"

"It says in the movie that even though I haven't seen him for ten years, I know that I will miss him forever. I never made friends as good as the ones I did when I was twelve." Renly said with a smile , "So, I guess, we're lucky."

Matthew was stunned for a while, then he tasted the deep meaning in Ren Li's words, the smile faded little by little in the bottom of his eyes, he withdrew his gaze, and looked forward.

To this day, Matthew still remembers the first meeting of the two.

At that time, he was sitting quietly on the bench reading a book, and then a figure sat down at the other end, and a playful and mocking voice came from his ear, "You should know that underage children read 'Moby-dick'. ', that's against the rules, right? That said, this book has nothing to do with the restrictive stories you're imagining. If you really want to read those taboo books, trust me, there are more options in the library ."

The children in the aristocratic campus are frolicking and playing, not chasing me in the traditional sense, but participating in the game of cricket. However, the two of them did not participate in it, but sat on the bench next to them and read "Moby Dick".

However, the development of the story is somewhat deviated from the imagination. Later, the campus supervisor found out that the two were lazy. Renly shoved the "Ten Days Talk" in his hand into his schoolbag, shied the responsibility, and took the initiative to report to the supervisor, emphasizing that he was reading prohibited books.

First "Moby Dick", then "Ten Days Talk". He didn't have time to recover, he didn't know what happened, he only knew that the next step, the principal invited his father to come to the school. He was only six years old that year.

"Are you sure? How do I think it's an unfortunate beginning for Andre and me. And Eaton." Matthew spit out calmly, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Renly closed his eyes. He fell into sleep drowsy, as if he hadn't heard anything at all. Matthew couldn't help but choked, and then he burst into laughter.

Gradually, the bustling and noisy Manhattan filled his ears, and Matthew woke Renly from his slumber, "Go back to the apartment? Or are you planning to?"

"Let's go to Pioneer Village." Renly rubbed his eyes, sleepy and hoarse, "I'm going to have a drink tonight, how about you join in?"

"My pleasure." Matthew replied with a smile.

Avoiding the rush hour, the two arrived at their destination in just half an hour. After parking the car, I walked towards Pioneer Village. It was only early 5:00 in the afternoon, the bar had just opened, not to mention the guests, and even the waiters were still preparing.

Pushing open the door of the bar, Renly walked towards the bar skillfully, waved Neil to say hello, and saw a familiar figure sitting next to the bar.

Paul Walker showed a bright smile, raised the wine glass in his hand and gestured, "How is it? Is the first round on my account?"

With the corners of Renly's mouth up, he came to the bar, tapped the table lightly, and shouted to Neil, "You heard, the first round has begun. Speed ​​up!"

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