"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't change. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

She understood.

It was a cry from within: she could give up the castles of Budapest, the treasures of her treasures, even the golden piano and Spanish wine, for the dream, she could give up the handmade treasures, the vast land, even her family and friends......

For the sake of her dreams, she can give up the right to live, instead of living like a walking dead for ten years, it is better to live a day of wanton indulgence, she can give up the delusion of fighting the disease, instead of standing in place and shrinking her hands and feet, it is better to break the shackles and give it a go, she can even give up all the efforts and struggles, just want to live herself, with her truest appearance, persevere every day, even if it is only one day.

"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't change. ”

She understood, she understood, hot tears gushed out, as if the embankment had completely burst, and she couldn't stop, but she didn't want to stop it, she just let the tears run wildly, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and then she laughed heartily, laughing wantonly.

What a stupid thing it is to choke on food, and no one will refuse to drink water forever for fear of choking to death. But in real life, people are always complacent because of the fear of failure, refuse to try, even before starting, deny the result, and then spend their lives doing nothing - anyway, I will never live to be twenty years old, anyway, my disease will never be cured, anyway, I will never become a singer, anyway, my dream is absolutely impossible......

Anyway, it's impossible for me to become a professional athlete, I can't make money by becoming a mathematician anyway, I will live a life with whoever I marry, I just eat a bite of work anyway, and no matter how hard I try, I can't get the appreciation of my boss, anyway, this society is like this, anyway, society can't change because of one person......

People are always like this, they categorically think that they will not give up food because of choking, but when they are faced with a choice every day, they are always making the decision to give up food because of choking. Because of the fear of failure, because of the fear of change, because of the rejection of harm, so honestly stay where you are, not even willing to try, and then comfort yourself, "Actually, this is the best".

If this is the case, the cold is the greatest killer of mankind, and no one can find an antidote, if this is the case, the end of life is death, and everyone is the same, so why start it?

For the first time, Heather realized how stupid she was. How stupid! How ridiculous

What was the reason that made her give up change? What was the reason that made her give up her efforts? What was the reason that made her give up her dreams? What was the reason that made her give up her life? What was the reason that made her flee the world?

The laughter overflowed like this, laughing until the tears flowed down like crazy, and the hot temperature burned the back of her hand, but the temperature was so real, so real that she couldn't help but raise the back of her hand, looking at the back of the hand that could still clearly feel every slightest change, and laughed happily.

However, because he laughed too excitedly, he began to cough violently. Coughing hurts her lungs, but this pain is so real that it clearly tells her: she still feels and still has a chance.

The moving voice in his ears is still humming wantonly, like a bard walking the world with a guitar, wandering on the streets, singing about life, the days of peace with encounters, like a flowing feast, every day is different, there are happiness, there are sorrows, there are happiness, there are pains, there are hopes, there are disappointments. The colors of life are as brilliant as a rainbow.

Listen, that's the most moving song in the world.

"My house in Budapest, my treasure chest, my golden grand piano, my wonderful Spanish wine, I am willing to give up everything for you, for you. ”

When the music ended, Heather raised her hands and wiped the embarrassed tears from her cheeks, but the smile bloomed unreservedly.

Raising his head, through the haze of tears, Heather quietly looked at the man in front of him. His eyebrows are always so broad, with a hint of softness in his elegance, but they hide a sharpness that people can't see, and his eyes are always so deep, with a hint of brightness in the depths, but they hide stories that people can't read. The quiet and turbulent, instantaneous and eternal brilliance makes time fall in a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Her heart was beating like never before, and again, and again, so real, as if she could feel the sound of her heart beating against her chest, and she couldn't help but want to listen.

"I told you you you can be a great singer. Heather spoke, her voice hoarse.

She didn't want to admit that behind Lan Li's seemingly breezy and careless chic and wanton, she had a power that touched her soul, whether it was the melody or lyrics, or the singing, that powerful force almost made people have no resistance, and they were easily trapped in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Lan Li smiled dumbly, "I think you are the one who embraces the dream of being a singer." ”

Heather chuckled, Lan Li's answer was not surprising, she nodded slightly, "Yes, I am." Frank and sincere, she admitted her deepest dream, "I want to be a singer." Such simple words, without deliberate ups and downs, are sonorous and powerful.

The smile on the corner of Lan Li's mouth rose, and he nodded at Heather, without speaking, but the affirmation and recognition flashing in his eyes couldn't be clearer.

"What's the name of this song?" asked Heather curiously.

Lan Li pursed the corners of her lips and gave a different answer, "'Budapest'." ”

"Budapest. Heather repeated the phrase, "Is it Budapest, the capital of Hungary?"

Lan Li shrugged, "I own a castle there. ”

This amused Heather and chuckled, "And a golden piano." Lan Li nodded her head in confirmation, which made Heather smile even more happily, she couldn't remember the last time she was so happy, "I like this song very much." ”

"Lucky. Lan Li had a happy expression with palpitations, and a touch of humor filled it, "Did you hear something?"

"That's my story, isn't it?" Heather winked playfully, not answering.

Lan Li spread her hands and showed her innocence, "Yes, this is your freedom. ”

Purely in the literal sense of the lyrics, "Budapest" is a little love song sung by a man to a woman, willing to give up all romance and persistence for love, but Heather hears another meaning in the lyrics, the madness and purity of dreams, the madness and beauty of freedom, the wanton and indulgence of life.

Find yourself, be yourself, and stick to yourself. For all this, I will fight for myself. It was the most beautiful and romantic thing Heather could have imagined in the world.

Heather gradually retracted her smile, trying to see some clues in Lan Li's eyes—why did he write this song? Why did he write lyrics like this? Why did he choose to sing this song at this time? Further, why was he able to empathize with her situation?

Is it that in the depths of Lan Li's heart, there is also a Budapest hidden and his golden piano is treasured?

"I read the newspaper and heard that you did a good job in Toronto. Heather lowered her eyes and changed the subject, "So, when is the movie coming out in New York? If I have the chance, I'd like to go to the cinema and watch it." ”

It was an unexpected surprise. Ever since Lan Li came into contact with Heather, Heather had never left Mount Sinai Hospital, as if cut off from the rest of the world, completely cutting off all contact with the outside world. But now, Heather has taken the initiative to go to the cinema? That's a good thing.

"I don't know yet. Lan Li suppressed his inner thoughts and replied flatly, "But we have already found the distribution company, and they will arrange the schedule next." If nothing else, I'll let you know if there's news in November, or December. But are you sure? You want to watch the movie 'Buried Alive'?"

Heather originally thought that Lan Li was asking, "Are you sure you want to go to the cinema?" Unexpectedly, the question was different, she didn't hold back her stunned, her eyes widened, and then she saw the smug smile on the corner of Lan Li's mouth, which made Heather roll her eyes speechlessly, "What? Do you think I look like a coward? Or do you think my current physical condition is too good to watch a thriller movie?"

Lan Li smiled even brighter and waved his hand, "No, I just think that 'Buried Alive' is very likely to be an R-rated movie." ”

Again, the unexpected answer made Heather open her mouth and look stunned. R-rated movies, simply put, are limited/system/grade, and it is recommended to watch them over the age of seventeen. In other words, Heather was not yet old enough to watch.

Heather was so surprised that she blurted out, "What, you're full/naked in there?"

"Poof. This time it was Lan Li's turn to be surprised, and the embarrassed appearance made Heather laugh heartily, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

When Kelly Barton came to the recreation room, she saw such a sight, Heather, laughing wildly, looking ...... Glowing with exuberant vitality, this is something Kelly has never seen before, her face is full of question marks, and she walks in with a little hesitation, "Uh...... I don't want to disturb you, but, Heather, it's time for you to recover. ”

"Really? No problem. Heather simply agreed, to Kelly's surprise again - every time she had rehabilitated before, Heather had resisted, and even if she finally made the trip, she was still sad. Today, what the hell is going on?

Kelly cast an inquiring glance at Lan Li, who shrugged her shoulders and spread her hands to show her puzzlement, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

This is a good sign.