Chapter 189

"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't change."

She understood.

This is a cry from the bottom of her heart: in order to dream, she can give up Budapest castle, treasure chest, golden piano and Spanish red wine; For the sake of her dream, she can give up her handmade treasures, her vast land, and even her family and friends

For the sake of her dream, she can give up the right to live. Instead of living like a zombie for ten years, she can live a day wantonly. She can give up the delusion of fighting against the disease. Instead of standing in the same place and shrinking her feet, she can break the shackles and fight. She can even give up all her efforts and struggles, just want to live her own life, Stick to it every day, even if it's only one day.

"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't change."

She understood, she understood, hot tears surging out, as if completely burst the dike, can't stop, but she didn't want to stop, just let the tears wantonly, but the corner of the mouth smile can't help but rise up, and then she laughed so freely, wantonly.

Stop eating because of choking. What a stupid thing it is. No one will refuse to drink water forever for fear of choking to death. But in real life, people are always complacent because of fear of failure, refuse to try, even before the beginning, they deny the result, and then spend their life in mediocrity - anyway, I will never live to be 20 years old, anyway, there is absolutely no cure for my illness, anyway, I will never be a singer, anyway, my dream is absolutely impossible

Anyway, I can't be a professional athlete, I can't make money to be a mathematician, I'll make do with whoever I marry, I'll just have a bite to eat whatever I do, and I won't be appreciated by my boss no matter how hard I try. This is the society anyway, and it can't be changed by one person

People, always like this, firmly believe that they will not stop eating because of choking, but every day when faced with the choice, they are always making the decision to stop eating because of choking. Because of the fear of failure, because of the fear of change, because of the rejection of injury, so honestly stay in the same place, even unwilling to try, and then self comfort, "in fact, this is the best.".

If so, the cold is the biggest killer of human beings, no one can find an antidote; If so, the end of life is death, everyone is the same, then why start?

For the first time, Heather realized how stupid she was. Trapped in the small world of self pity, as if the whole world owes itself, as if the whole world has failed itself, as if the whole world has betrayed itself, how stupid it is! How ridiculous! How ridiculous!

What is the reason for her to give up the change? What is the reason for her to give up her efforts? What is the reason for her to give up her dream? What is the reason for her to give up her life? What is the reason for her escaping from the world?

The laughter overflowed like this, and the tears flowed wildly. The scalding temperature scalded the back of her hand, but the temperature was so real that she couldn't help lifting the back of her hand, looking at the back of her hand which still could clearly feel every trace of change, and laughing happily.

However, because he was too excited to laugh, he began to cough violently. Cough lung pain, but this pain, but so real, clearly tell her: she still feel, still have a chance.

The moving voice in my ear is still humming wantonly, just like a minstrel walking around the world with a guitar, wandering in the street, singing about life. The days of taking things as they please are like a flowing feast. Every day is different, with happiness, sadness, happiness, pain, hope and disappointment. The color of life is like a rainbow.

Listen, that's the most moving song in the world.

"My house in Budapest, my treasure chest, my golden grand piano, my wonderful Spanish wine, for you, you, I am willing to give up everything."

At the end of the music, Heather raised her hands and wiped the tears on her cheek, but her smile bloomed without reservation.

Looking up through the haze of tears, Heather quietly looked at the man in front of him. His eyebrows are always so broad, gentle with a trace, but hidden people can not see the sharp; His eyes are always so deep, deep with a trace of bright, but hidden stories that people can't read. That quiet and turbulent, instant and eternal bright, so that time on such a scattered stay in the corner of the mouth smile.

The heart beat as never before, once and again, so real, as if she could feel the sound of the heart beating against her chest, so she couldn't help but want to listen carefully.

"I told you that you can be a great singer." Said Heather in a husky voice.

She doesn't want to admit that hidden behind Lan Li's seemingly calm and indifferent natural and unrestrained, she has a power that touches the soul. Whether it's melody, lyrics or singing, that kind of powerful power almost makes people have no resistance, so they can't extricate themselves easily.

"I think you are the one who embraces the singer's dream."

Heather chuckled. Lanli's reply was not unexpected. She nodded gently, "yes, I am." Calm and sincere, she admitted her biggest dream in her heart, "I want to be a singer." Such simple words, without deliberate ups and downs, are sonorous and powerful.

Lan Li's smile rose and nodded to heather. He didn't speak, but the affirmation and recognition in his eyes were clear.

"What's the name of this song just now?" Asked Heather curiously.

Lanli pursed the corners of his mouth and gave a different answer, "Budapest."

"Budapest." Heather repeated the word, "is it Budapest, the capital of Hungary?"

Langley shrugged. "I have a castle there."

That made Heather laugh, chuckling, "and a golden piano." Lan Li nodded his head sincerely to confirm, which made Heather laugh more happily. She can't remember when she was so happy last time. "This song, I like it very much."

"Lucky." Lan Li's expression of happiness was full of faint humor. "Do you hear anything?"

"It's my story, isn't it?" Heather winked playfully, but did not answer.

Lan Li spread out his hands to show his innocence, "yes, this is your freedom."

Simply from the literal meaning of the lyrics, "Budapest" is a little love song sung by a man to a woman, willing to give up all the romance and persistence for love; But Heather heard another meaning in the lyrics, the madness and purity of dreams, the madness and beauty of freedom, the wanton and indulgence of life.

Find yourself, be yourself, stick to yourself. For all this, I'm desperate. This is the most beautiful and romantic thing in the world that Heather can imagine.

Heather's smile gradually subsided, trying to see something in Langley's eyes - why did he write this song? Why did he write such lyrics? Why did he choose to sing this song at this time? What's more, why can he empathize with her situation?

Is there a Budapest hidden in the heart of Langley, which treasures his golden piano?

"I read the newspaper and heard you did a good job in Toronto." Heather dropped her eyes and changed the subject. "So, when will the movie be on in New York? If I have a chance, I'd like to go to the cinema. "

It was a surprise. Since Langley contacted Heather, Heather has never left mount Sinai Hospital, as if isolated from the world, completely cut off all contact with the outside world. But now, does Heather want to go to the cinema? That's a good thing.

"I don't know yet." Lan Li pressed down his inner thoughts and replied flatly, "but we have found the issuing company, and then they will arrange the schedule. No accident, November? Or December? I'll let you know when I get the news. But are you sure? Do you want to see the movie buried alive? "

Heather thought Langley was asking, "are you sure you want to go to the cinema?" Unexpectedly, the problem was a different one. She didn't hold back her amazement and widened her eyes. Then she saw the proud smile at the corner of lanli's mouth, which made Heather turn a white eye wordlessly, "what? Do you think I look like a chicken? Or do you think I can't watch horror movies because of my current physical condition? "

Lan Li laughed more brightly and waved his hand, "no, I just think, 'buried alive' is probably an R-rated movie."

Another unexpected answer made Heather open his mouth and look stunned. R-rated movies, in short, are restricted. It is recommended to watch movies over the age of 17. In other words, Heather is not old enough to watch.

Heather was so surprised that he blurted out, "what, you're completely naked inside?"

"Poof." It's lanli's turn to be surprised. The embarrassed appearance makes Heather laugh happily, and finally gives a breath.

When Kelly Barton came to the entertainment room, she saw such a scene. Heather, who was laughing wantonly, looked... Full of exuberant vitality, which was something Kelly had never seen before. Her face was full of question marks, and her steps hesitated to come in. "Er... I don't want to disturb you, but, Heather, it's time for you to recover."

"Yes? No problem. " Heather agreed to it cleanly, which surprised Kelly again - Heather was extremely resistant to every rehabilitation before, and even if she finally made it, she was also sad. Today, what's going on?

Kelly casts an inquiring look at Lan Li. Lan Li shrugs and spreads out her hands to show that she doesn't understand. But the smile at the corner of her mouth rises.

This is a good sign.