King of Stage

future.

"Future future future..." Ronan chewed this word carefully, looking at the colorful stars in the sky, his thoughts fell into endlessness.

Ronan never really stopped to think about this problem.

In the previous life, he was not eligible, because he could not "see" such a distant future at all. He could only focus on each day and move forward step by step. This has already consumed all his energy. Giving up is not an option, and neither is the future.

There is no time in this life, too many things happened in just 24 hours, one after another, thrilling and thrilling like a roller coaster, and still haven’t been able to wake up from the joy of the full moon party, even Zhou The repertoire of the six performances has not yet been worked out, so where is the time to think about such a distant future?

The "future" was, and is, a luxury for Ronan.

If... If he really has a future, how should he choose?

Turning around and fleeing from the "shooting scene" was because Ronan didn't know how he should appear in front of the camera. After all, the stage and the camera are two different things; it was also because the mixed and complicated thoughts in his mind were surging, and he needed a little space to breathe some fresh air , Let the thoughts settle down.

The arrival of Alice caught Ronan by surprise, but she just threw the "future" in front of Ronan. Whether to continue to stick to the dream or choose to give up rationally is no longer a hypothesis, but an issue in front of him. Reality--

This is the core content of Cliff and Maxim's dispute, and it is also the cold truth left after Trastan turned away.

Although Ronan used the short-term goal of "complete the bar tour" to temporarily suppress the controversy, reunite and work together towards a common goal; but the bar tour only has the last five games left, and it will end in two weeks.

two weeks.

In just two weeks.

Even if Ronan is a complete layman, he has no way to deceive himself. The things that can be changed in two weeks are too limited. The situation that has not been changed in the past seven years needs to make a sharp turn within two weeks. So they need a lottery jackpot-level opportunity, otherwise, the "future" will soon be in front of them again, and the cruel reality.

The full moon party... is just a buffer "to the future", not a crossroads.

So, how should he choose the future?

As Alice said, they were all trapped in a rut, confused and confused, anxious and fearful, nervous and uneasy, but could not find an answer.

Because life has no right answer.

For Ronan, this is a more difficult problem. He was not qualified to think before, and now he has no time to think. He was forced to a dead end in such a hurry. He has not fully adapted to the present, so he has to think about the future. Then, what should he do? What to do?

Looking up, looking at the vastness and breadth of the sky, the diamond-like stars are scattered on the blue-black velvet, the unknown infinity slowly expands deeply in the silence, but the boundless vastness creates a kind of Difficult to move an inch, lost direction and positioning because it was too grand, a big explosion happened in my mind instantly, and my thoughts surged like this.

Even Polaris seems to have disappeared into the vast sea of ​​stars.

what to do?

Can anyone help?

"Help me, it's like the walls are crumbling around me, sometimes I want to give up, but I can't, it's not in me (It-Isn't-In-My-Blood)" (Note 1)

In the quiet night, the emotions in my mind turned into a melody, gently rippling in my mind, oscillating in the depths of my throat, anxiety and fear, as well as loneliness and bewilderment, the invisible feeling of suffocation Let the stomach start to burn,

His heart pounded against his chest in a panic, with a kind of suffocating despair.

Those notes are so real and so clear, those melodies are so clear and heavy, just like this surging in the blood, this kind of feeling, there is a little bit of familiarity in the strangeness, but there is no time to savor it carefully, just immerse yourself in it. Falling little by little in the melody.

It's as if... gravity dragged the heart to sink to the bottom of the lake, surrounded by the deep blue water, and then sank endlessly like this.

Involuntarily, Ronan closed his eyes slowly, frantically hiding the surging warmth, surrounded by the familiar darkness.

From last night to tonight, twenty-four hours have passed, and the continuous high-pitched emotions seem to have finally relaxed a little bit, and the intricate taste just surged up like this. The happiness and joy of being able to hear and see again, to be able to go on stage, and to be able to sing to the fullest is So strong, but the more intense the sadder it is.

In the future, for the first time in his life, he really regained the option of "future", but in a blink of an eye, he had to face the choice at the fork again.

Sometimes, he also wants to give up, but...he can't.

He couldn't do it, he really couldn't do it, because there was no such gene in his blood, and giving up was never an option in his life.

He, can't give up.

He cannot give up.

Even if you just stop and adjust for a moment, you may fall into the abyss at any time, just like a solo dancer standing on a high-altitude rope, ignoring the mountains of swords and fires in front of you, ignoring the thorns under your feet, and continue to move forward regardless, just like this step by step dungeon Hold on to today and strive for tomorrow, a little bit of slack and hesitation, and you will be smashed to pieces.

he can not.

"Lying flat on the bathroom floor, my heart is barren, restless and impetuous emotions swallow me up, just give me something to relax my tense nerves."

Emotions, evolved into musical notes, humming softly on the lips, the pain and struggle deep in the heart are condensed into a melody, hitting the chest fiercely, the heart can faintly feel a tearing pain, and it is so dull that it is hard to breathe Come, but the humming still refused to stop, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood.

Once upon a time, music was the only thing to dispel darkness and coldness.

Now, the melody has once again become a way of relief and release, and the notes just flow out like this, because it is too real, the heart can't help but curl up and tighten up with the melody, it is too real and eager, and it is almost impossible to breathe Come, but... still can't stop.

As if, just immersed in the world of music wandering.

"Have a drink and you'll relax; take her home and you'll forget about it. Keep telling me it's going to be okay, but is it?"

If...if the "future" comes, he really chooses to give up, the band disbands like this, and he turns around like this, because he sees the light again, he can rely on his own hands to start a new life, and he can re-open the future down-to-earth , this life is different after all.

He can find joy and happiness, he can find love and friendship, he can bloom like a summer flower, but...but, is it really so?

Really, is that so?

Note 1: In-My-Blood——Shawn-Mendes

Note 2: All the music appearing in this book can be found in the works related in the catalog.