"One, two, three little Indians, four, five, six little Indians, seven...... Uh, seven ......"

Anne Silriman sat on a small red plastic bench against the wall, stretched out her ten fingers, counted one by one, and hummed a traditional American nursery rhyme, but when she counted "seven", she suddenly stopped, and then began counting from the beginning, "one, two, three......"

A pair of feet suddenly appeared in the sight, standing in front of her, Anne paused counting, raised her head to look, the other party was like a giant, towering into the sky, her neck was already sore, but she still couldn't see the head, and finally the head was against the wall, straightened her small and cute neck, and looked at the other party's jaw, which seemed to be a completely unfamiliar face, and then lowered her head again, and continued to count, "One, two......"

The other party didn't seem to have the intention of leaving, so he simply squatted down, his hands drooped on his knees, and cast a concentrated gaze, the slightly burning eyes made Anne a little distracted, stopped counting, and covered her face with both hands, "Don't look at me." As he spoke, a giggle leaked from between his fingers.

"So, have you completed your mission today?" The deep voice was shallow hoarse, a little unfamiliar, but a little familiar.

Anne quietly opened her five fingers, her transparent eyes quietly looked at the man in front of her, her smart eyes rolled around, and suddenly she understood, put down her hands, her eyes revealed joy, and said happily, "Lan Li!" After receiving a positive reply from the other party, she immediately threw herself into Lan Li's arms, and her giggles rang like silver bells.

Lan Li patted Anne's back gently, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise, "Anne, little pumpkin, you haven't forgotten me, it's really rare." ”

Anne supported Lan Li's shoulders with both hands, her expression became sincere, and she looked at Lan Li seriously, but unfortunately it didn't last long, and she laughed out loud, "Haha, you've become an Indian! One, two, three little Indians! No, you're a big Indian!"

After more than three weeks of hiking, Lan Li's skin was exposed to the sun for a long time, with a slight healthy and even wheat color, and the skin on her cheeks was still a little red, and she really looked like an Indian. No wonder Anne didn't recognize it at first sight.

"So I'm the first Indian?" Lan Li didn't mind at all, and continued to play a game of nursery rhymes with Anne.

Anne spread ten fingers, erecting a barrier between the two men, and her eyes fell on her fingers, and she counted again from the beginning, and when she counted to seven, she was stuck again.

However, Lan Li didn't say anything, just looked at Anne with a smile, showing a look full of encouragement. Anne glanced at Lan Li quietly, and said hesitantly, "Eight?" Then she saw the smile on the corner of Lan Li's mouth go up, which made Anne laugh heartily, "Eighth, you are the eighth Indian!"

Lan Li nodded vigorously and gave Anne a thumbs up in agreement. Anne tilted her head triumphantly and began to hum the nursery rhyme again, and Lan Li also sang together in a whisper.

When Anita Tunisha came over, she saw this scene, she didn't rush to break the harmony of this scene, just crossed her hands and stood quietly next to her, waiting for Anne to finish singing the whole nursery rhyme, then she clapped her hands and praised, "Anne sang amazing!"

"Is it as good as Heather?" said Anne excitedly, her eyes sparkling.

Anita stretched out her right hand and made a small slit gesture with her thumb and forefinger, "That's just a little bit close." But it's almost time to catch up, come on, Anne!"

Anne excitedly waved her right fist and shouted, "Yay!"

Lan Li rubbed Anne's little head, but the little one was unwilling, dodged and dodged, and ran out of the house, singing loudly and loudly, "One, two, three little Indians......" The childish song echoed in the corridor, and the sunlight that shone through the window was full of vitality in an instant.

Lan Li stood up again, and Anita stepped forward and gave him a big hug, which made Lan Li stunned and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

"Welcome back to New York. Anita let go of her embrace, looked up and down, smiled widely, and said again, "Seeing you look healthy is the best gift ever." I will not pursue the fault of not having any news in the past few months. ”

Lan Li immediately reacted.

The previous media news was boiling, true and false, and it was really difficult for a layman to distinguish between true and false. These friends from Mount Sinai Hospital must have been very worried about the situation of Lan Li, and now seeing Lan Li who has returned in good health, Anita is inevitably a little emotional.

There are no accusations, no questions, no questions, just simple sighs. Such a pure and sincere friendship made Lan Li feel the warmth of friendship. In the busy, busy and indifferent city of New York, in addition to the pioneer village, Mount Sinai Hospital has also become another harbor for Lanli.

"Rest assured, I won't forget this Christmas's gift. Lan Li's smiling teaser made Anita laugh happily and responded bluntly, "Then I'm looking forward to a big one." ”

After the joke, Anita patted Lan Li on the shoulder, "You go and see Heather, the little girl has been doing well lately, you will be pleasantly surprised." After saying that, Anita blinked mysteriously, but did not continue, sold a pass, hummed a little song, and danced away happily.

Lan Li shook her head helplessly, smiled dumbly, and then stepped forward and walked in the direction of Heather's hospital room.

There is still some distance from the ward, and you can faintly hear the clear guitar sound, which is already an unexpected surprise; with the gradual approach of the footsteps, the melody becomes clearer and clearer, and finally the fish penetrates the ears, forming a queque tune, which can be felt, the string tone is not so solid, it should be caused by the lack of strength to pluck the strings, but the overall melody is very smooth.

This song is really familiar to Lan Li, and it is a "beast". Lan Li understood, he knew what the surprise Anita was talking about.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the ward, and through the small door and window, I could see a thin shoulder, sitting on the edge of the bed, with his back to the door, holding a guitar on his knees, playing intently, while humming softly in his mouth, "So we arrived, a lonely place that I can't go back to, you are the face that made me go to the soup......"

The slender voice with a hint of softness, a hint of tenacity, a hint of clarity, like a golden sunlight falling through the dark clouds, bright and warm, dispel the gloom and darkness of the world, dispel the cold and loneliness of winter, illuminate the road ahead, and guide the wandering poet to continue to move forward.

It was Heather, the dream of a singer, who was singing, wandering in the world of melody, expressing her heart with her voice, and expressing all the thoughts in her mind. Lan Li withdrew his right hand that was about to push the door, giving up the intention of entering, not wanting to interrupt this beautiful moment, just standing at the door and listening.

The same song, the interpretation of different singers, the effect is completely different.

The "beast" performed by Lan Li, with a touch of loneliness and sadness, is like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, standing at the end of the world, looking at the vicissitudes of life, looking at the barren land, looking at the catastrophe of the apocalypse, sighing and helpless, remembering the innocence and beauty that have passed. The original inspiration for this song was Chris Hemsworth, which gave Lan Li the first glimpse of the blood and filth behind the Vanity Fair in Hollywood.

Heather's interpretation of the "beast", with shallow bitterness and sadness, but also with shallow immaturity and vigor, behind the sophistication and maturity different from age, but a young soul who was forced to give up flying before he had time to spread his wings, carrying a heavy cross, still standing up tenaciously and unyieldingly, moving towards his dream. That persistence, that tenacity, and that enthusiasm lit up a ray of light in the dark world.

Strictly speaking, Heather's voice is not fully developed, not only does it look immature, but also jerky, and there is not much carving in the handling of singing, and it completely relies on the talent/ability of the ability to perform. But the emotions hidden in the song are so sincere and beautiful that people can't help but be moved.

Heather interrupted the singing, put her hands on the guitar strings, and re-sang the lyrics of the side in a cappella, and suddenly froze in place, muttering in a low voice, "The lonely land that can't go back", the sun outlined the arc of her side face, quiet and beautiful, like the bright moonlight.

Lan Li sighed softly in his heart. Why Heather felt a lot about this song, Lan Li knew that on the road of chasing their dreams, those hesitations, those losses, those confusions, those pains and those setbacks always made them start to doubt themselves. It's like being trapped in a lonely place with no way out, walking alone.

The experience of being a human being in two lives has added a touch of firmness to Lan Li's heart, even if it is a moth to a fire, she will not hesitate, but for Heather, it may not be so, even if she has gone through so much pain and suffering, she is only a sixteen-year-old child after all.

Fortunately, Heather finally began to live again, no longer bound by illness, no longer trapped in self-pity, her hands can play the guitar freely, it seems to be an extremely simple thing, but it is hard to imagine how much effort has been put into it, it can be seen that her rehabilitation has achieved great results, which should be the surprise that Anita said.

What's more, Heather finally began to chase her dreams, face up to her heart's desires, and enjoy the beauty of youth wantonly, which is the life that a sixteen-year-old girl should have. Sickness, that's just a part of life, but there can be a lot of life in addition to that. Perhaps, this is just the starting point of a dream, but the possibilities are endless.

Just like the lyrics of "The Beast", "Cast beauty, cast crowns, cast perfection, go away." ”

A smile quietly crept up the corners of Lan Li's mouth.