Chapter 2499

"Can you feel my love?"

Lanli's soft and graceful voice was gently ringing in his ears, and his hot heart was shaking slightly. Everyone in the audience could not help nodding his head heavily, and his eyes were flashing with tears, which firmly locked lanli's figure, and then responded in unison:

"Geronimo!"

No more words, that's the best response.

After the response, the melody stopped, the singing stopped, the sound stopped, and the brain, which had lost the ability to think because of overheating, stopped working temporarily. It was just watching Lan Li quietly, waiting for the noise and surging to settle down. The air was still hot and the mood was still boiling, but no one spoke. They needed a little time, Savor and miss carefully.

utter innocence.

I really haven't seen you for a long time.

Many people think that they may never see it again in their life, just as they can't go back to childhood after growing up; But did not expect, in the desolate, endless desert, in countless, endless gravel, found out.

They need a little time to listen to their heart beating while they are adjusting their breathing and gasping.

Poop! Poop! Poop!

It was the beating of the heart and the beating of the heart of a child.

Wheezing. Wheezing. Wheezing.

There are three emotional eruptions in series, and the audience needs to breathe. However, even the continuous and uneven gasps make the smile bloom - because this kind of gasping is the result of their collective carnival, just like the feeling of playing truant together in childhood. Only they know what happened, Only they can understand the hidden taste, a look can arouse a smile.

It's the same with lanli standing in the middle of the stage.

He picked up his guitar and began to tune it with his head down. But the jingling sound was just the most basic and simple chord, and there was no complicated thing. All the beginners understood the foundation. This made the audience relax a little, and they thought that lenley was just adjusting, and only the fanatical don Quixote was still staring at lenley, I'm afraid that a little bit of sight shaking may miss something wonderful.

These don Quixotes are right.

The slender fingers, which are tuning, are dancing lightly on the strings. Under the spotlight, they project a long reflection, just like a butterfly dancing.

Then, the melody comes together like a gurgling water - it's no longer the passionate rock, but the most familiar... Folk songs, which seem to have been heard for the first time, never out of date but never new.

"Ba ba... Ba Ba, ba ba... Ba."

Following the clear and moving melody, Lan Li hummed in such a light voice that the surging breath of the audience seemed to be becoming the best accompaniment. Because of the passionate and slightly hoarse voice, the humming also brought some magnetism, like smoke and fog, flying up and down in the melody.

"Hello, my old heart, are you ok? Are you still beating in my chest? I've been worrying about you. You've never moved. You've almost stopped beating. "

The mood, so settle down.

Just the first line of the lyrics, people can't help but want to cry - "Hello, my original heart", carefully peeled away in the Indio desert, the original heart of seeing the sun again for a long time, the fragile and vicissitudes of the original heart, revealed in the cry of Jeronimo, are you OK?

Putong.

Putong.

The voice of the heart beating gently reverberated in the chest, involuntarily holding their breath, no cheering, no shouting, no jumping, no clapping. They just watched Lan Li attentively and listened attentively. The gentle and moving song was moistening their hearts.

God, the blue gift bathed in the spotlight, is shining.

"Oh, don't leave me here alone. Don't tell me that we have grown up and that we once loved each other for a short time; Oh, I don't want to be alone anymore. I want to find a home. I want to share it with you. "

The clear guitar string is surging in my ears, the sentimental song is kissing the wound of the original heart full of holes, the shallow pain is pulling, reawakening those good memories, as well as the loneliness and loneliness of those walking dead days. I used to think that the big world is really only left to myself - without Don Quixote's persistence There is no internet generation who is so drunk and lost that they are at a loss to walk in the cold society.

They grow up, but they are lonely.

The more turbulent the crowd, the narrower the world.

"Hello, my original heart, time has been so long since we waved goodbye; Every day, a stone is piled up on the wall which is cast for you to ensure that you are still safe.

Oh, don't leave me here alone. Don't tell me that we've grown up and we've loved each other for a short time; Oh, I don't want to be alone anymore. I want to find a home. I want to share it with you. "

Tears, so slowly filled the eyes.

In the blurred vision, we can see that Lan Li, who is concentrating on singing, is telling everyone's story seriously: he sees their strict self-protection, he helps them remove heavy armor by hand, he comforts their scarred hearts, and each note touches the wounds just like the magic of the elves.

"Hello, my original intention, is it safe and sound, how to put on shackles. Please don't worry. It's safe inside. You don't beat any more, but you will never break.

There is no so-called eternal, some things are not predestined, but you will never find the answer, until the release of their original heart. Until... You release your original intention again. "

Eyes, no longer able to bear the weight of tears, completely burst.

"Set your old heart free" is such a simple but sincere lyric, which tells the heavy free lightly, hits everyone's heart hard, and then opens his chest unreservedly to embrace his own freedom.

"Hello, my first intention."

In the dim tears, the light is dense.

Lanli, it's still lanli.

White shirt and blue jeans, without any unnecessary embellishment of blue gift, just holding a guitar, standing at the end of the world, singing like a minstrel, without fancy lights, gorgeous clothes, exaggerated fireworks, a voice is enough to move.

As time goes by, lanli is still standing on that stage. Even if he reaches the top of the world, even if he has countless glory, he is still quietly guarding his pure heart and running wildly on the road of dream. The legendary life is just like summer flowers.

Then, take off the halo, take off the crown, take off the costume, return to music again, smile and wave greetings, "Hello, my heart."

This is the most romantic and beautiful thing hope can imagine in the world.

She was so lucky that she could not only stand in the center of the desert and feel the beauty of this moment, but also accompany lanli through the mountains and rivers.

When the string stopped, tears rolled down like broken pearls and scalded his cheek. However, instead of lifting his hand to wipe it, hope felt the beating of his heart in his chest. Then he stubbornly raised his jaw, looked at Lan Li firmly and firmly, and followed him with his eyes

No matter the ends of the earth, no matter the road is long, she will follow Lan Li to the end, ten years? Twenty years? Fifty years? She won't even turn around.

This life, no regrets.

William Taylor straightened his waist slightly. On top of the tall and slender figure, he saw the "Eugene" again, who doubted himself because of his belief and because of the killing. He came to the reality from the story of the "Pacific War". The figure of the elegant gentleman unswervingly moved towards his dream, and then just like Forrest Gump running across the United States, More and more fanatical followers gathered behind him, but "Forrest Gump" is still "Forrest Gump", never wavering.

He's Jacob, he's Adam, he's cage, he's Henry, he's Ryan, he's Levine, he's Cooper, he's Andrew, he's Owen, he's David... He's also Langley Sebastian hall, standing at the end of time, he's still the silly boy who wanders across the sea to pursue his dream in order to become an actor and deviate from his hereditary family background.

Foolishly chasing a dream that no one cares about and is difficult to realize.

Everyone says that he is smart, he should make a lot of money, he should become a producer, he should set up a company, he should set up an entertainment empire, he should fight against the six major Hollywood film companies, he should reuse his prestige to fight for more, he should have more.

But people have never understood and will never understand that he has owned the world.

Because of this, lanli hall is just lanli hall. No one can be lanli, and no one can copy lanli, not even Hollywood.

William knew that he was lucky and happy, not because he followed blue Li to witness all this, but because he understood the real blue Li, so he also understood himself, and he had the whole world in his own life. His happiness does not need the understanding of others.

Standing on the Indio desert, the cold is rising slowly from the soles of feet at night, but the hot heart is not aware of it.

William burst out a big smile, staring at blue Li, whispered, "Hello, my heart."

Music, stop.

This time, it was a real pause. After singing four songs in a row, Lan Li put down his hands and looked at the boundless sea of people in front of him. The smile at the corner of his mouth rose lightly, and finally fell on the bottom of his eyes and bloomed wantonly. Then he said hello to the microphone, "Hello, Indio; Hello, Pioneer Village

After a pause, lanli's hoarse voice whispered, "Hello, I'm lanli."