Chapter 830

The huge Madison Square Garden was silent. The clear guitar string sound is like a spring flowing quietly. The warm and moving story, the bitter and sad story, the romantic and aesthetic story, the sad and lost story are narrated in the simple guitar chord.

Delicate and deep feelings, like the willow wind in early spring and March, warm, golden, gentle and soft, slap on the face, unconsciously, the corners of the mouth rose up, but the eyes were inexplicably covered with tears, the colorful halo in the line of sight of the little ripples, like bright stars.

I love you so much, but you will never know; I am so reluctant, but can only pretend to be indifferent; I'm so eager, but I'm afraid of losing. In fact, deep in my heart, I want to be with you, until my temples are white.

Secret love is like this, bitter and sweet, happy and sad, just like the whale named Alice in the deep blue sea.

The huge and magnificent figure is swimming freely, the turbulent undercurrent is passing through the body, the fish are lingering on the two wings, and the winged birds are staying on the back; I have seen the beauty of the fantasy world, passed the tranquility of the bottom of the sea, and stopped in the wonderland of Eden. However, countless stories have no one to listen to. I sing, dance and live alone.

The rising corners of the mouth, the falling tears, the surging happiness, the most beautiful, the most private, the most grand and the smallest emotion in the heart, completely defeated all the defense lines, the brain fell into a blank, just quietly watching the stage, quietly watching Lan Li, quietly listening to the song, helpless, unable to help themselves.

Everyone, the audience of 20000 people, everyone is no exception, that simple but deep, delicate and turbulent secret love, attachment and love, in the guitar strings between the sentimental, so slowly, slowly, sink.

Tonight's Madison Square Garden has become the most special and warm corner in the memory. It's a concert for Heather cross, it's a concert for Langley hall, it's a concert for each of the 20000 people present. That's why music is moving.

Heather stretched out her right hand, and every cell in her body was calling. She tried to pass through the layers of space and touch the figure, but just a little closer, her fingertips curled up like touching the sun, longing for warmth, but afraid of flying. The clumsiness and resistance of her body pulled her back heavily. The pull of gravity crushed the support of her hands and feet, and she sat down and huddled in the same place.

She can't even stand up, she can't even speak. What should she do?

Trivial and low sound, in the vast scene of silence and emotion, did not attract any attention, even a little friction sound. But Ellie felt it.

Turning her head, through her tearful eyes, Ellie sees Heather trying to stand up. Turbulent, moving, intoxicated, all kinds of emotions make Ellie completely unable to start thinking. She just bends down in a hurry and wants to help. But she doesn't even know what Heather is doing. She is just worried: Heather's current physical condition can't bear it. Why does she want to stand up? Can she stand up?

However, Heather refused Ellie's help. She raised her hand and pushed away Ellie's hands, weak but firm.

Looking up, Heather met Ellie's eyes. She didn't speak. The spasm and tightness of her throat made her voice come out. But her resolute eyes expressed her meaning clearly. "I need to do it myself. I have to do it myself

The determination, the affirmation, Ellie could not help but froze, opened her mouth, in the brain reaction, the hands had been slowly loosened. However, Ellie did not dare to completely let go of it, so she could only guard it not far away and be ready to provide protection at any time; Then, Derek noticed the situation here, rubbed his red eyes, picked up his mood, and quickly bent down to join the ranks of the protection net.

Heather didn't pay attention to it, but devoted herself to her work: her hands supported the armrest of the wheelchair, and she supported her body with all her strength. However, the weight of her body was so clumsy, and the effect of gravity was so heavy that her weak feet didn't help at all, Try to finish the task.

A simple standing movement was so difficult for heather. Her hands began to shake violently, but she didn't give up at all. She clenched her teeth, clenched her fists, bit by bit, very slowly, wobbly, and stood up.

Her feet were a little bit wobbly, shaking twice in place. Fortunately, Ellie and Derek helped her in time to avoid the danger of turning over. For others, this is just the most basic action in daily life, the first thing after waking up every day; But for Heather, she spent all her strength, standing in the same place, her legs still trembling slightly.

But Heather laughed. He laughed brightly.

Looking up, through the layers of halo, through the darkness, through the barriers, she saw Lan Li. He is still playing the guitar wholeheartedly, he is still singing the song wholeheartedly, a touch of tenderness and profundity in the light and shadow, looming in the fundus of his eyes, a touch of fleeting water light.

"I want to be with you..." Lan Li's fingertips stopped and continued to sing among the curling strings, but his voice was choked. Heavy bitterness and sadness dragged his ankles, slowly sinking and swaying. The strong emotion was stuck in his throat, choking off the singing. The short pause and the quiet of precipitation filled with a faint sense of helplessness, But fell heavily in the heart.

Taking a deep breath, Langley re outlined the string and sang again, "I want to be with you, through death, because you are always waiting there, when I need you most."

The longest confession is eternal company. Even if the God of death intervenes, even if Yin and yang are separated, even if the world is desolate and the earth is old, the eternity in the heart still stops at the moment when we are together. Time and space, life and death, all of them have lost their meaning, leaving only each other and belonging to each other.

Heather stood in the same place, so sad, but so impulsive, the more eager, the more timid; The closer you get, the more scared you are. The despair falling on the shoulders is grand and grand. Carefully took a small step, but can no longer go, can only stand rigidly in place, full of tears.

Standing beside her, Ellie was already sobbing. The more beautiful the moment is, the crueler the reality will be. Looking at Heather's worries about gain and loss and her hesitation, Ellie will be defeated by despair. She has to cover her mouth to avoid crying. At sixteen, Heather was only sixteen, and her life had not even begun.

Derek could not bear to avoid the line of sight, never felt powerless. Suddenly I began to hate myself.

Between the lines of spotlight and darkness, Langley looked up, passed through time and space, and his eyes fell on heather. He can see her, he can see the thin but stubborn figure, he can see the girl whose life is weak but refuses to compromise, he can see the soul who burns life to pursue dreams, he can see her who weaves brocade in the limited life.

In her body, he saw who he had been and who he had chosen to give up. Deep in his heart, how he longed to see her future, to see her stand up again, step towards the future, create his own world, and realize his own dream. Maybe, just maybe, some day in the future, he can do it.

"I'll love you till my last breath, until death takes me away, as immortal as a pledge." The guitar melody began to rise gradually, and the voice of lanli burst out with incredible strength, which was the weight of the soul, so heavy that people could not breathe, "so I wrote this song for you, and told everyone that I was with you, until each other's heads turned white."

The fingers who played the guitar string stopped, waiting for the song and the chord to dissipate in the air. The whole world was quiet, as if the beating heart could be heard.

Putong, Putong, Putong... The disordered sound is beating the pulse of life. The surging emotion and the precipitation of sadness collide together. The strong chemical reaction almost suffocates people.

Blue Li so quietly looking at that direction, he knew that Heather was there, whispered, "just ask you will not let go, promise you will not leave."

In a flash, Heather's mood collapsed for the second time, and the tears made the spotlight on the stage turn into colorful colors, as if countless stars were scattered in the sky and the whole world was bright. She just stood in the same place, unable to move, unable to speak, just laughing, laughing, crying madly, just like a neuropathy.

"Heather cross." Hope Bates flashed the name in her mind, and everything lit up like a light. She understood the meaning of tonight's concert, the meaning of this song, and even the meaning of heather Cross's name, which is the desire for dreams and the pursuit of life.

Everything has been explained.

Langley is always like this, Don Quixote is like this, and so is one person's concert. In the pursuit of dreams on the road, every step is so firm and resolute, the meaning of life in a little bit proud bloom. That moving light, warm and bright.

Happiness and emotion are surging in the chest, tears blur the line of sight, but hope has no time to wipe, just eagerly and eagerly along the line of sight of lanli, looking for the figure of heather cross in the vast sea of people, expecting her to respond, expecting her to be strong again, and even expecting her to realize her dream.

At this moment, they are both Don Quixote, supporters of each other's dreams, and fellow travelers in each other's lives. It's not just Langley, it's not just hope, it's William, it's Graham, it's Timothy... It's everybody in Madison Square Garden.