Staying in the crew's time, the wait time was too long, they had no other pastime, and the guitar James brought was the only option. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, in the past few months, almost everyone has shown their hands, but Lan Li has always only watched from the sidelines and has not participated in person. Rami thought that Lan Li couldn't play the guitar at all.

Lan Li shrugged slightly, "It's just an occasional pastime." ”

Holding the guitar in his arms, Lan Li adjusted his sitting posture slightly, looking for a more comfortable position, and then his right hand gently sketched on the strings, one string, one string, no special melody, he just liked the sound of different notes popping out.

Learning the piano as a child, relying on the ear to recognize different scales and pitches, is a basic lesson. Those courses are not only boring, but also require talent, for children is really a kind of constraint, can even be said to be a kind of torture, the surface of the glamorous aristocratic life or genius children, behind the effort and effort is unimaginable to ordinary people, but fortunately, for the two generations of Lan Li, he is very willing to learn new things, rigid and silent childhood life has become a kind of enjoyment.

Music is a wonderful thing, it is very different from performance, it only relies on a limited number of notes, through different permutations and combinations, but can interpret different emotions, meanings and stories, and more interestingly, the same melody will interpret different meanings in different occasions and different listeners' ears.

The stiff strings under his fingertips stimulated the thin cocoon of his fingertips, the clear and melodious notes jumped in the moonlight, exploring different aspects of the world in the dark night, Lan Li tried to find the bridge between him and Eugene, tried to recall the contemplation and repercussions of the afternoon scene, tried to find answers about war, about faith, about life.

At first, it was just a scattered musical note, not in order, but gradually, the musical notes were connected into a string, melodious and quiet, soothing and peaceful, but in the melody there was a faint loneliness and loneliness, as if you could see the endless ice field, the vast expanse, not a trace of other colors could be seen, even the black and green were swallowed up by the boundless white, the ground and the sky seemed to be inseparable from each other, and the direction of the horizon could not be seen, and the whole world merged into one, leaving only endless white.

The self in it is so small, like a speck of dust in the huge world, standing alone in place, swallowed by the surging loneliness, the cold that slowly penetrates into the bones calms down all the noise, and it seems that even breathing has lost its meaning. I couldn't help but close my eyes, feeling the deep tranquility, as if jumping into the sea, giving up the struggle, slowly sinking, that quiet to the extreme, dark to the extreme, wonderful to intoxicating.

Rami opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he was afraid to break the beautiful silence, his eyes fell on Lan Li's slender fingers, it was hard to imagine that just a minute ago, the guitar was still in his hand, playing fragmented pop music, but now it was full of vitality, just the collision of fingertips and strings, actually outlining such an extreme melody.

"What song is this?" The silence was broken by a voice next to him, and everyone sitting around looked towards the source of the sound, casting angry glances, as if to condemn the other person's lack of interest. Surrounded by so many eyes and overwhelmed with a bottle of beer, Carl could only shrug his shoulders, "I haven't heard this song, I'm just curious what it would look like if there were lyrics." ”

Although he is a director, Carl has actually made cameo appearances in many TV series, so the relationship between him and the actors is still relatively close. Hearing Carl's question, everyone turned their eyes to Lan Li again, because this was also a question that everyone was curious about, and this melody that they had never heard before easily caught everyone's ears.

The corners of Lan Li's mouth hooked a shallow arc, the faint smile with a hint of warmth, blooming a faint light in the hazy and heavy night, and the eyebrows were dyed with a layer of milky yellow halo, slowly outlining the sparse eyebrows and eyes, quiet and beautiful.

Lowering his head slightly, he looked at the strings trembling lightly under his fingertips through the starlight, and the melody flowed slowly in his thoughts, as if he could hear the whirring wind on the silent ice field, and then, Lan Li hummed softly, "Is the night empty except for quiet?"

As soon as he spoke, a dense goosebump appeared on Rammy's arm, and the delicate and ethereal voice gently tugged at his heartstrings, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"There used to be a small boat, but now it's drifting into the distance. Have you fled from rumors and falsehoods, the truth no longer true in the shadow of lies, and have taken up your sword and shield and prepared for battle. ”

The ethereal and chic words like poetry collided with dazzling light between the melodies, touching the depths of Rami's heart truly and warmly, and slowly, the cold air surrounded him, isolating him independently, as if no one else existed, and there was no meaning anymore, and he was left alone in the whole world, only the moving voice in his ears was humming.

"Is the night nothing but monotony? There was a grave, and now I have forgotten somewhere. After a moment of meditation I began to pray, and the broken vows turned into traps, meaningless sincerity. ”

Lies and truths, trust and betrayal, vows and parting, birth and death...... It has nothing to do with sincerity or not, they are two sides of the same coin, eternally dependent on each other, and it is impossible to distinguish between the illusion and the illusion of reality, as if sailing on the sea in the middle of the night, quietly moving forward and groping, trying to find a lighthouse to guide their direction, but stumbling into an iceberg, covered in bruises, scars, and finally, forgetting where they are.

"Is there nothing but blessings in the night? There was once some gold, but now it is scattered all over the world. When will faith turn its head up, O my God, tell me why faith is given supreme power. ”

When I closed my eyes, my cold cheeks were wet with hot tears. Following in the footsteps of God, following the guidance of faith, he resolutely walked forward, and he still did not regret the thorny stumbles along the way. But looking at the devastated world, corpses everywhere, and the sky is frozen, I suddenly began to be at a loss. Memories of the past, friends of the past, blood of the past, persistence of the past, ...... Faith is scattered all over the world.

Rami suddenly began to cry uncontrollably, and he finally understood Lan Li's inner cry, the silent cry, from Eugene, and even more from the depths of his own soul. In this war with no victory, no goal, and no justice, everything they once firmly believed in collapsed, looking at their blood-stained hands and dragging heavy and clumsy steps, but they did not know where they should go and where they could go.

"Is there nothing but silence at night?"

Listen, that's a murmur from the depths of the soul, is the night nothing but quiet? Is war a nothingness except death? Is faith a nothingness except self-deception? Persistence is nothing but fighting alone? Is the world a nothingness except oneself?

The boundless, endless loneliness permeates every note, making Rami unable to extricate himself. When he opened his eyes, the stars in the sky seemed to be dancing, falling with a cold and soft melody, like a waterfall that detonated the energy of the whole night, but the loneliness in the noise dragged his ankles, falling, falling, falling and falling, falling into the bottomless abyss, with no end.

"There was once a treasure, but now there is no news. Have you fled from rumors and illusions, yes, a little decay in the good, take up your sword and shield and prepare for battle. ”

A part of the soul seemed to be lost, forever on the battlefield, forever on the blood-soaked land, forever on the world permeated by death.

Turning his head, Rami truly understood the meaning of Lan Li's performance this afternoon. It was a farewell, a tender farewell, Eugene left a fragment of his soul here forever, and with the woman's long sleep, he could no longer become whole, even if he was able to survive the battlefield, even if he was able to escape from the hands of disease, but, after all, Eugene was no longer that Eugene.

"Yes, there is also a little decay in the good, pick up your sword and shield and prepare for battle. ”

"Ernest-Hemingway once said that the world is beautiful and worth fighting for. I only believe the second half of the sentence. This line comes from the classic movie "The Seven Deadly Sins", and this sentence suddenly came to Lan Li's mind. Perhaps, this is what keeps Eugene alive and what drives Eugene to get out of his nightmare.

Eugene, like Tim, may have spent his entire life not understanding what war is, or even what faith is, but they are still fighting for it. Even if you can't see the end.

Lan Li's fingers stopped, letting the afterglow gently vibrate in the air, enjoying the moment of tranquility, as if he could clearly hear the murmur of the wind and the laughter of the stream, and even the playfulness of the stars was clear. Such a moment is pure and beautiful.

Wiping away the embarrassed tears on his cheeks, Rami didn't feel shy at all, because he wasn't alone, and the embarrassed faces next to him were much worse than him, and even Carl, who was standing next to him, turned away. This is the second time in a day.

"Lan Li, what's the name of this song just now?" Rami involuntarily lowered his voice, as if a feather was falling.

"'was-there-nothing?'" Lan Li thought for a moment, then said his name.

But because the sentence ended with a question mark, Rami couldn't help but be stunned and confirmed once, "'A piece of nothingness'?"

Lan Li nodded and replied in the affirmative, "'A piece of nothingness?'"

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