King of Stage

Beep...

The world fell into a blur, and all the sounds disappeared, leaving only a sharp and piercing cry that pulled out a long straight line above the eardrum; the scene in the sight was like an overturned jigsaw puzzle, and the picture that had been put together was broken into thousands. Thousands of pieces were completely disrupted, and then the memory became blurred, leaving only fragmented fragments tumbling.

The silhouettes of medical staff swarming into the room, Ollie's shoes that fell on the floor when he was carried on the stretcher, the dazzling and bright red and blue lights of the ambulance, the panicked and absent eyes of Maxim and Cliff, the white hospital In the ward, crowded with reporters and overwhelming flashing lights, messy electrocardiogram and pungent formalin smell, and curious and inquiring faces.

Beep...

Ronan was a little dazed.

Then, a large piece of memory was incomplete, and chaotic and trivial picture fragments rushed in, making him breathless.

It was his fault, it was all his fault.

Ollie came to him, Ollie sent out a distress signal, but he was doing interviews, damn interviews, where he was talking and laughing with the reporters, and Ollie was in the next room escaping into the dark, proudly blooming flowers Withering a little bit like this, if he catches Ollie, all of this will not happen.

Yes or no?

"what happened?"

"What's the matter?"

"God! What did Ollie do?"

"That bloody idiot."

"Is that the woman? What did she do?"

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!"

Maxim's frustration and Cliff's anger are intertwined, Ronan can't distinguish time and space at all, the river of memory has been completely disrupted, sometimes in the hotel room, sometimes in the hospital corridor, sometimes in the ambulance, sometimes Back at home, there was only one face left by the people around, and the chaotic voices were intertwined in time and space, and then Ronan's head began to ache.

"Ronan, it's not your fault."

Johnny stared at him deeply. He looked up and tried to say something, but the voice disappeared in his throat, and he opened his mouth and couldn't say anything.

This, is it really not his fault?

"Ronan?"

Another call sounded softly in his ears, but it exploded in his ears like a thunderbolt. In a trance, he could feel the billowing air waves rushing towards his face. This made Ronan tremble slightly and woke up suddenly. .

Could it be a dream?

Focusing their eyes slightly, they found that they were on an empty plain. Looking around, the greenery was lush, and then you could see uneven marble monuments erected in it, and a group of people in black suits and black dresses gathered bustlingly. , with a mournful look on his face, the air was slightly solemn.

Ronan couldn't help but shuddered, goosebumps popped up on the surface of his skin, and then he saw Alena beside him, as well as Maxim and Cliff standing beside him.

This is...the cemetery?

The nurse slowly stretched the white sheet to cover Oli's face. The doctor shook his head expressionlessly to announce the end of the rescue. He looked at the pale face lying motionless and lifeless on the hospital bed. Crying and roaring from somewhere disrupted the calm of the hospital corridor.

A large piece of memory fragments flooded into his mind again, and then Ronan was slightly relieved, and he realized——

That was three weeks ago, Ollie, passed away.

The hospital tried its best, but still failed to save Ollie from the hands of death, and declared Ollie's life to be over on the spot.

Nothing is real.

Just a few hours ago, Oli was still standing in front of Ronan. Although he was a little disappointed, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still blooming, and he didn't notice any signs——

They released their second album and achieved unbelievable results. They are about to prepare for their second tour and embark on a new journey. They finally have their own place and initially climbed to the top. It takes open arms to have it.

They really stood at a peak.

However, it came to an abrupt end without warning.

How did all this happen?

It was too unexpected and too sudden, like an emergency brake, so that there was no sense of reality at all, and the next second fell into chaotic nothingness. The only thought in my mind was to deny reality and keep convincing myself that everything was just a dream. Fantasy, the swell of a demon.

After that day, Ronan's world seemed to be overturned and disrupted, and he couldn't notice the passage of time at all. He didn't know what happened during this period of time, and how he got here. He couldn't even confirm how many months and days it was now.

three weeks ago? sure? Wait, was it four weeks ago? Or was it yesterday?

Otherwise, it seems that things have never been discovered. This is the funeral of their mutual friend. He can see Maxim can see Cliff. He only needs to turn his head to find Ollie in the crowd. .

Ronan raised his chin slightly, turned his head and looked around, as if he could see Oli's honest and lovely face in the next second, and waved to him cautiously.

"Ronan?"

Maxim gently touched Ronan with his shoulder, and called out in a low voice, "Everyone is waiting for you."

There was no sign of Ollie.

Ronan's eyes dimmed, his eyes lowered to hide his disappointment.

Alena seemed to be able to sense Ronan's sadness, raised her eyes and asked with her eyes: Are you okay?

The corner of Ronan's mouth slightly raised, trying to squeeze out a smile, but the arc rose, but there was no smile in his eyes.

He gestured towards Alena's jaw, and finally took a step forward, walking to the tombstone.

At this time, the tombstone has not been erected yet, it is just lying flat on the ground, but the writing on it can still be seen:

"Ollie Love, 1987-2014".

At the age of twenty-seven, the lovely Ollie, the honest Ollie, the shy Ollie, the real Ollie, the cheerful Ollie, and the kind Ollie have finally joined the glorious and bright "Twenty Years" in the history of rock and roll. Seven-year-old club", become an angel beside God.

In 1994, Kurt Cobain, the lead singer of the Nirvana band, was found drinking bombs at home, with his suicide note next to his body, "it is better to burn calmly than lingering." That year, Kurt Cobain of Pisces was 27 years old.

Of course, the "Twenty Seven Club" is not an unsolved mystery. Anyone can die at any time. Although suicide and a car accident look so different, they are accidental events from the perspective of life; however, in the long history In the long river, a group of artists who are jealous of talents all became angels around God at the age of 27, which also endows the number "27" with a romantic and poignant mythological color.

In 1938, the great blues singer Robert-Johnson was the first person in the "Twenty Seven Club".

After that, British jazz singer Amy Winehouse, The-Doors frontman Jim-Morrison, Hole frontman Kristen-Pfaff ).

Blues queen Janis-Joplin, founder of the Rolling Stones Brian-Jones, and the greatest electric guitar player in rock history Jimi-Hendrix.

All of them ended their lives when they were twenty-seven years old.

Now, we need to add another angel, Ollie Love.