"Meadow, Bring your coat!"

Like an old mother, Paul followed behind him to pack his things, chased him all the way, and then quickly draped his coat over Meadow's shoulders, but he himself only took it in his hand, and did not have time to put it on, so he hurried out.

Rushing out of the warmth of the room, instantly falling into the cold outside, the wind and low temperature quickly surrounded every pore of the body, but the brain did not have time to feel these delicate peripheral things, because the eyes were firmly occupied by the splendor of the sky in front of them:

A touch of emerald green ribbon fluttered slowly above the pitch-black sky, and the light flow could faintly outline the trajectory of the breeze, and the green slowly spread between the surging of the wind, from a ribbon to a piece of silk, and it was smeared in large areas.

Gradually, gradually the color began to change slightly, a layer of green, a layer of blue, and a layer of purple began to intersect and dissolve together, penetrating and complementing each other, the edges of each other blurred and disappeared little by little, and the colors began to melt between colors, and then evolved into new colors.

Then a large expanse of color surged like a waterfall burst, and it seemed that before the blink of an eye, the whole world was already occupied by colorful dyes, like a kaleidoscope of colors and splendor, penetrating the barriers of the universe and heaven, and ushering in a baptism in the depths of the soul.

The ethereal and brilliant halo rippled like ripples, and there was a buzzing sound of the air in my ears, as if everything in heaven and earth began to shake, and involuntarily, the blood and muscles also trembled slightly, and the brain completely lost all its ability to react, just staring at everything in front of it dumbfounded, just immersed in everything in front of it in a thrilling way.

Words are so pale, not even enough to describe the magnificence and majesty of one ten-thousandth, only by witnessing it can we understand the powerful power, the grandeur and beauty that people can't help but surrender and admire, showing the magic and majesty of nature to the fullest, and forgetting their own existence in a trance, just quietly looking up, reverently prostrate at the feet of nature.

Lan Li stood in place, quietly and peacefully admiring this magnificent picture, but under the calm on the surface, he could not hide the turbulent waves in his heart, staring at the thick halo above the canopy in a daze, unconsciously, his vision was quietly blurred, and warm tears filled his eyes.

Uncontrollable.

Paul lived. Paul is still alive. Paul is still alive.

Hot tears slowly slid down his face, and he seemed to return to that night, the night he said goodbye to Heather Cross.

Heather lay quietly on his hospital bed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, and there was not the slightest pain on his porcelain doll-like cheeks, but he was silently asleep, but his whispers could not wait for a response, he was waiting, waiting for Heather to suddenly sit up and startle him hard, and then tell him that everything was just a prank, and he was waiting, waiting for the seventeen-year-old girl to stand up again and run towards her dreams, and then officially declare that she did not envy him anymore.

He's waiting, he's still waiting.

So, he said "good night" instead of "goodbye".

That "goodbye", he still couldn't say it after all. How much he wished that it was just a "good night" and that when the sun rose again, they could meet again. In the face of parting, he is so cowardly, like a coward, carefully hiding his pain and struggles, refusing to acknowledge reality.

But...... Goodbye, it's really too hard, it's too hard.

He finally said "goodbye" to Heather, and reluctantly, he finally learned to let go, but he had no way to face the pain of saying goodbye to Paul again. He can't help it, he really can't help it.

So, he despicably deceived Paul to Iceland, he despicably used Meadow as an introduction, and he despicably deceived God with intrigues. He knew, he knew, he knew well, he knew his meanness and cunning, he knew his vulnerability and cowardice, but at this moment, he was glad to be satisfied like never before.

Paul is still alive.

Lan Li stood there like a fool, staring blankly at the aurora, letting tears run rampant on his face.

He missed Heather so much, he missed his former self, what would Heather say if she saw Ezot? What would Heather say if she saw this Northern Glow? What would Heather say if she stood on the stage of "American Idol"? If Heather was still alive, would she fulfill her dream?

"So we arose, and pursued our destiny in the darkness, and I saw you scarred late last night, and I saw you dancing in the arms of the devil. ”

The lyrics of "Beast" are still vivid and vivid.

They are thus trapped in a lonely place with no turning back, with an abyss behind them, and there is no other way but to move forward, even if they are drenched in blood, even if they are covered in bruises, even if they are faltering, even if they are crushed, even if they are reduced to ashes, they must persevere and pursue their fate in the dark, otherwise, they will be completely lost.

The panic and anxiety in the past few days are like standing on a high-altitude wire rope and dancing, any slightest deviation and mistake will be wiped out, but he has no turning back, he can only move forward bravely, hoping that he can turn the tide, looking forward to turning the tide.

Now, he's finally done it.

All the burdens were lifted from the shoulders, and those mixed emotions were completely released. Because of the regret of losing Heather, but also because of the joy of saving Paul.

This time, Lan Li did not hide his emotions, nor did he wipe his embarrassment, but just stood in place and showed himself calmly and generously. He couldn't learn to say goodbye, and he still couldn't, so he began to learn to embrace the pain and sorrow of parting, and let them become a part of himself.

Heather is gone, but still by her side.

Paul stayed and never left.

The curvature of the corners of the mouth rose like this, blooming in the sparkle of tears, hot tears still hung all over the face, but the smile under the eyes slowly faded like ripples, crying and laughing, Lan Li was like a child who had not grown up, and all the emotions in his heart were truly presented.

Bathed in the dazzling aurora borealis, I just sighed in the depths of my mind: human beings are so small, yet so great, and life is so fragile and yet so precious. Only by learning to cherish everyone around us can we truly understand the true meaning of life. It's not easy, but it's not difficult.

Lowering his head, Lan Li turned his head to look at Paul and Mei Duo who were standing next to him, and then found that the two of them were also embarrassed.

Although it is not as exaggerated as Lan Li, it is also moved with tears, and between the staggered eyes, Paul and Meadow are a little shy, as if they are not used to showing their truest and most vulnerable side in front of each other.

Lan Li showed a bright smile and cast a gaze at Mei Duo, "If you don't give your dad a hug now, you're going to miss the best opportunity." ”

Meadow is in love with Paul, but the adolescent girl doesn't know how to express it, and the spikes on her body often inadvertently hurt each other, but also hurt herself, in this rebellious battle, there is no winner, if you continue to fight, you will only lose in the end.

Mei Duo stood in place and pursed the corners of her mouth, but after all, she was still a little awkward and unwilling to move.

Seeing this, Paul opened his arms, walked towards his daughter, carefully took her daughter into his arms, and said in a choked voice, "I'm sorry." ”

Mei Duo couldn't control herself anymore, buried her head firmly in her father's arms, and cried bitterly, "I'm sorry, Dad, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have hurt you like this, I was wrong, I knew I was wrong." I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Mei Duo hugged her father tightly, and all her emotions were vented, "Dad, I love you, you know, I really, really love you." ”

Paul tried to say something, but all the words got stuck in his throat, he just raised his right hand, gently patted the back of Meadow's head, and then imprinted a kiss on Meadow's forehead, whispering, "You'll always be my little pea." You know. Eventually, Paul put his daughter on the forehead and whispered, "I love you." ”

The simplest words are as heavy as a thousand pounds, deeply maintaining more bonds beyond blood.

Lan Li turned and left.

Because he knows that there is still room for communication between Paul and Meadow, and the problems between them are still unresolved, because the conflict between teenagers and parents is always there, not only from the difference in age and generation, but also from the innate function of parents as guardians.

However, if you can take advantage of this opportunity to exchange ideas with each other, at least you can build a bridge between two people and try to understand each other, then the future relationship can always be simpler.

Lan Li took the initiative to take a step, leaving room for them to talk, and slowly walked forward along the road through the town, the depression and worry in his chest were all poured out with a long breath of turbidity, and the whole person finally relaxed, and November 30 finally became a thing of the past.

The footsteps finally stopped on the grass not far away, and did not care about the wet fog, just lay down, with the ground as the bed, the sky as the quilt, quietly admiring the stars in front of him, after the aurora gradually faded, the bright galaxy was presented in front of him.