King of Stage

"Twenty Seven Club", an angel club with romantic and poignant colors in history, those geniuses who were proud of their talents and arrogant, all died at the age of twenty-seven. Like a promise across time and space, they meet hand in hand, At the age of twenty-seven, I ended my splendid and proud life.

Over time, people embrace such a beautiful wish:

Before the age of twenty-seven, run wildly and bloom to your heart's content, leave a mark of your own in a short life, boldly try and take risks, realize the value of life and bloom your own color, truly prove your existence, and then in the most beautiful youth The brightest moment is frozen.

Perhaps, this is the most beautiful and moving appearance of life. Eternity is frozen at its peak, just like the most dazzling star in the night sky, instantly becoming eternity.

It is precisely because of this that those yearning people sighed that they had missed the opportunity——

"Too-Old-To-Die-Young", because they are too old to die young, the cut-off line of twenty-seven comes much earlier than imagined, they have not had time to realize their life value, they are already Missed the opportunity to stay young forever.

Ronan and the others are naturally no exception.

There was a joke inside the band, time goes by day by day, they are not much left from the age of twenty-seven, which also means that there is less and less time left for them to go down in history, they need to work harder, even last year" It was also teased during the "Departure" tour.

But Ronan really didn't expect that Ollie's life was really fixed at the age of twenty-seven forever.

The line of sight shifted from the tombstone to the black coffin, which was sealed at this time, and the inside could not be seen. There were white bouquets on it, including daisies, lilies, roses and some unnamed but proudly blooming white coffins. Flowers, holy white and thick black, golden sun makes them look alive.

Ronan's breathing was slightly blocked, and it was really hard for him to imagine that Ollie was lying in it.

"Ollie, this is your last chance to pull off the ultimate prank."

You should be like the "Terminator", break through the coffin, turn out of the sky, and then look at the sad and stunned faces around you, laughing, "You are all fooled! Happy April Fool's Day!"

If you come out now, I won't be angry.

Ronan stared deeply at the blackness,

There was bitterness in his eyes, then he took a deep breath, came to the position of the tombstone, turned and looked at the bustling crowd in front of him.

Now, it's his turn to make a speech.

Ronan took out a folded letter from his pocket. He has been forgetting a lot lately, and the time is always wrong. To be on the safe side, he wrote the manuscript in advance and planned to read it directly at the funeral.

However, looking up, Ronan saw Ollie's mother.

It was a well-dressed ordinary middle-aged woman. From the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and cracked fingers, one could see the deep imprints of the years on her body, but at this moment, she still stubbornly straightened her waist, trying her best to conceal her Sad and painful, so lonely in the howling wind.

Ronan once heard Oli briefly mention his family. He couldn't remember whether Oli's father remarried twice or three times, but he remembered Oli's childhood memories full of scars and gloomy memories, wandering in different cities and different families. Facing different environments, living like weeds.

And the only thing that can light up Ollie's life is his mother.

"My mother was a gentle woman, but also a timid woman. When her man was drunk, she never dared to fight back, but if her man was about to hit me, she always held the giant right leg, and yelled at me, 'Run, Ollie'. But I was like a fool, waving a baseball bat, and the giant was able to slap me out."

Ronan still remembered Ollie's bright smile, pointing to a scar above his ear, hidden in his hair.

"Look, this is the medal left behind at that time."

Then he laughed heartlessly, as if he had never been hurt.

Suddenly, Ronan realized that the funeral was actually not held for the dead, but for the living, in such a way that the living could remember the beautiful moments of the dead.

Looking down at the manuscript in his hand——

"Ollie Love is a fucking bastard, but I choose to forgive him, not because he is good-looking, or because he should live longer and stupidly set his life at twenty-seven years old...God Well, the Twenty Seven Club is a paradise imagined by a group of whimsical mediocrities, and he actually joined that club just like that, but because I can't imagine living in a world without Ollie Love.

What I'm trying to say is that without Ollie, One Day King would never have been born; without Ollie, One Day King would have disbanded eighteen months ago; without Ollie, I don't even know how to make songs...  "

Obviously, this manuscript is dedicated to Ollie, from the depths of his heart, but not to the living.

Thinking of this, Ronan folded the opened manuscript again and took a deep breath.

"When Ollie was a child, his mother once told him that there is no way to see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. This is also Ollie's belief..."

Beautiful and warm, inspirational and moving, if it is published as chicken soup for the soul, it should be able to touch countless people, but the unfamiliarity and politeness between the lines do not feel the traces of Ollie at all.

Ronan didn't believe a word of what he said.

However, it doesn't matter, because Ollie's mother believed it. After all, this strong woman couldn't hold back, and the tears burst completely like this, but she still straightened her waist and let the tears fall, as if she could see Ollie's face. appearance; because other guests present also believed, then this is a successful funeral.

As for the words that belonged to him and Ollie, you can wait, and when he comes to the cemetery alone in the future, he can tell Ollie without interruption.

"I still remember ten years ago, Ollie looked at me with bright eyes, and he said, Ronan, why don't we form a band? So there was King for a Day."

Ronan concluded his speech with such a sentence, raised his head, showed a decent smile, and met the sad, solemn or embarrassing eyes of all the guests.

Behind the crowd, Ronan seemed to see a familiar figure.

It's Ollie.

Dressed in a white T-shirt and jeans, he was fiddling with a drumstick in his hand, throwing it lightly and catching it smoothly, bathed in a golden sun, laughing wantonly and brightly, as if laughing at Ronan's formality He is serious and serious, wearing a suit and pretending to be an adult, while he spread his arms and flew freely like a glider.

The light and cheerful footsteps jumped on the grass, and the iconic laughter rolled like thunder, and it exploded without warning, which shocked others, but the smile on the corner of the mouth could not help but rise together When you wake up, it seems that you can really feel the pure happiness and joy.

He seems to be shouting, Ronan, don't kneel down, just enjoy the carnival (Don't-kneel-down, Just-rise-up).