Chapter 2403

Life, it seems, is just a fever. When the fever subsides and the consciousness is clear, then everything disappears and life ends.

So, how should we recognize our own existence?

"... I raise my arm high and shout, let you see what I can do; He said, "dare you come closer."

So Langley did.

"Around and around, around and around, we roam all over the world; Tell me, tell me, you wake up. I'm not sure how to express my inner feelings. What you've done makes me feel unable to turn around and walk away, lingering like a shadow

"I want you to stay."

Simple and clear words, but show the struggle and pain in his heart incisively and vividly: he doesn't understand what happened, he can't use words to describe his own feelings, he is trapped in a rut that can't get rid of or break through, so he is imprisoned in the original place.

This is love.

From the emotional entanglement of the imprisonment, unable to express, but inextricably entangled with their own, and then bit by bit into suffocation.

It's not just love.

The self doubt from the deep soul, how firm it used to be, how confused it is now. The huge gap fiercely and brutally defeated all the defense lines.

The only thing he could find was a wisp of obsession, like some sparks in the dark. If even this obsession dissipates, will his existence disappear completely? Because all the values and concepts he used to define his life fall apart.

The perplexity of self doubt and the fear of self destruction make the heart cry: "stay."

The plain and light song seems to have no special power, but in the understatement, it tells about the bitterness and bitterness. The cold and lonely piano keys are more like moonlight, arousing a thin layer of goose bumps on the surface of the skin, and shivering one by one.

Sad and gentle, desperate and light.

The whole Pioneer Village was quiet, as if everyone could hear their own voice: standing in the boundless wilderness, crying out lonely and painfully, but there was no response.

"For your life, it's insignificant. It's not greed, it's selfless dedication. We roam all over the world; Tell me, tell me, you wake up. I'm not sure how to express my inner feelings. What you have done makes me feel unable to turn around and leave, lingering like a shadow

I want you to stay. "

There are no big ups and downs, no rough waves, no storms, just like gurgling water flowing slowly and tinkling.

But every note falls on the eardrum of the audience, gently, but also heavily beating the heart, emotional constraints drag the ankle slowly sinking, it seems to be witnessing the process of drowning, but there is no struggle or resistance, just numbly watching their own death.

The way of lanli's treatment makes all emotions fall on the narrative. Every lyric and note has meaning. Then, the emotions gradually stack up.

"Oh... The reason I've always been persistent."

"Oh... I need to heal the black hole in my heart."

Between sighing and sighing, the soft to light touch fell down like this, just like a pair of palms supporting the face slowly. The slight warmth revealed by the palms made the cold face clear. At this time, I realized that I had been in tears; The loneliness and confusion are gnawing at the heart, and the whole person has become fragmented

They need a little support, even if it's just a little warmth in the palm.

"Ironically, you are the one who is broken, but I am the one who needs to be saved; Because when the light of hope goes out, there is no way to know who is digging his own grave. "

God!

Hidden in the lines of the scars, so that every audience empathy, deeply immersed in their wounds and pain, unable to extricate themselves.

It seems that the fragments in the soul can no longer be cleaned up, and the light can no longer be found in the endless darkness. Even they don't know who hurt who and who saved who. Maybe, each of them is digging his own grave and burying his own life bit by bit.

So, what should they do? What can they do?

Just like the original lyrics: it's just a frenzy for a long time.

Fever subsided, sober, the world also destroyed, they personally destroyed once that fanatical oneself, so what is the meaning of life? Who are they? What are they sticking to? What should we do? Who is still alive, who was and who is?

After a slight pause, Lan Li hummed again, "I'm not sure how to express my inner feelings. What you've done makes me feel unable to turn around and leave. I can't go away like a shadow."

So simple but so deep, so light but so real, so hard, so hard hit the bridge of the nose, the softest part of the heart hard to correct up, they don't know what's wrong with themselves, also don't know how to express, just trapped in a kind of emotion.

Confused. Confusion. hesitation. Fear, panic.

The fear of age, the question of life, the interpretation of life... From youth to middle age to old age, everyone has their own confusion, just like the middle-aged crisis, everyone in modern society has their own problems, but no one can know the answer.

As a result, "mourning" culture becomes more and more popular. Life seems meaningless. Everyone is just an island drifting aimlessly.

"I want you to stay."

Lanli called softly, the sentence "stay" slowly lengthened, the tone went up a little bit, the emotion released a little bit, and then it broke out.

It was not a heartrending roar, but a helpless cry in despair. The pain slowly flowed out of the gradually rising scale. However, lanli's voice was extremely restrained. When he touched the high point, he gently whirled down, fearing that a little too much might break the balance, and then revealed his inner vulnerability, so he carefully drew back, That light, but more heavy and powerful.

There was no flaunting or fancy, and then calmed down again, but the voice trembled and sang again, "I want you to stay."

That's all the requirements.

No one knows what will happen, no one knows whether life is really meaningless, and no one knows what is after the end of death.

Lanli's question, like everyone's question, has no answer. Because life is different, everyone's questions have their own troubles and pain, there is no standard answer to answer, only their own groping, some people find it, but more people can't find it all their lives.

But their only requirement is "stay.". Maybe it's a lover, maybe it's a relative, maybe it's a friend... Maybe it's a crazy love, maybe it's a brave adventure, maybe it's a misty luxury, maybe it's a distant dream... Everyone has his own obsession, and no matter what the obsession is, he hopes "you" can stay and accompany him, Let life find its center of gravity and weight again.

Stay.

How humble and desperate a call, even dare not ask too much, just hope to stay, even if just like a good walking corpse standing not far away, this is enough. Such a tiny wish, praying to be realized.

Only one can know the bitterness and sadness hidden behind the call.

It's more than lanli? Every drinker who chose the Pioneer Village had their own obsession, confusion and confusion. The armor and mask collapsed little by little in lanli's song, and then completely collapsed and surrendered.

"Oh... Stay."

Lanli called softly, and then he closed his eyes suddenly. Before the tears broke through the shackles of his eyes, he firmly left his vulnerability on the tip of his tongue and let the bitter spread; Fingertips quickly closed up, clenched into a fist, to avoid that slight tremor exposed himself.

But the inner surge and agitation is out of control.

He remembers, he remembers all, why he doesn't like to sing on the stage, because the actors wear masks to show their true feelings by playing others, while the singers need to take off masks to show their true selves; Why does Heather cross love acting so much? He just likes those he dislikes. There are so many fragility and loss in that "beast".

Why didn't he perform in public again all these years, because the wound in his heart that belonged to Heather never healed; Why did he delay the recording of the second series again and again? He was afraid that Heather would never hear his own song again; Those countless "why" have now found the answer.

Perhaps, this is what he urgently needs now: to face his true self.

No longer escape, no longer hide themselves behind the role, calmly face the pain and scars of these years, Heather, Paul and Edith, as well as Philip, and George and Elizabeth... He is not Superman, every injury will leave a wound, even if cured, he can not completely disappear.

He needs to show his true self through melody. As Heather said: when the music is flowing, I will realize that some things, after all, the darkness can not take away from me.

Like dreams. Like obsession. And... Memories. Like himself.

In the dark, fate once again let him return to the Pioneer Village, and then on the stage again, looking for the initial start here, maybe this is the answer.

After singing a song, lanli sat quietly in the same place, bathed in the spotlight, feeling the beating of his heart hitting his chest. At least, it was the familiar rhythm and sound, now! this moment! All this is familiar, and seems to be the starting point of everything.

The air, in this way, settles down.

Note: stay (Rihanna mikky ekko)