"Oh my God, oh my God, staring blankly at the pool of blood and disguise. ”

How tragic and magnificent, every word and sentence hides a vast story, and the bitterness surging on the tip of his tongue is spread little by little, and then he is singing, "Crazy love destroys everything, cuts the ropes, and falls into the abyss." Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, at this moment, obsession is rife. ”

Suddenly, a sour and painful struck the chest, it was a love affair with no way out, crazy and wanton rampage, destroying everything, and when everything was over, the madness and impulse of that obsession, like a dagger stabbed in the heart, blood erupted.

The melody did not go down, but the strings became more and more cheerful, and then the singing voice became chic and wanton, and the gushing emotions were like thousands of horses galloping, venting out.

"I've said, be patient, I've said that the light is coming, I've said to be balanced, I've said to be kind. There was a hint of indescribable pain in the vicissitudes of the song, with anger and sadness.

Standing in front of the cliff, with open arms, embracing the storm, "I will be with you in the morning light, but in a completely different way, I will bear all the punishments, and you will reap all the rewards." ”

Then, abruptly, it stopped.

His dedication and persistence, in the moment when love disappeared, became so stupid. The melody and the song paused at the same time, leaving a lingering afterglow surging in the air, but the thick bitterness made the heart begin to tremble slightly, and there was no sound at all, no air could be felt, so I could only sit in place in a daze, and the sky was dark.

The guitar strings sounded again, and the faint song hummed, "Forget it, what happened to this Skinny-Love; Oh my God, oh my, oh my, the burden is getting heavier and heavier, and it's falling apart. ”

The bitterness of the mouth spread like this.

I blinked, but found that my eyes were so dry that there were no tears at all, and the soreness and pain were so turbulent that after reaching the extreme, I couldn't cry, I could only be stunned, just like that, as if the pain nerves had become numb, my brain became blank, and I watched the time pass slowly.

"I've said, be patient, I've said that the light is coming, I've said, balance with your heart, I've said, stay kind. Now I have lost nothing, even the last place in your heart. ”

Word by word, it was so heavy that it was breathless, in this gamble, he blocked everything, he also lost everything, all of it was nothing, and even disappeared completely, even the traces of what once existed disappeared without a trace, so what is the "memory of the past"? What is even more sad is the "persistence of the past", what is this?

In the light, his eyelids were still slightly lowered, and the sadness and pain between his eyebrows had disappeared, leaving only peace. Singing quietly, dancing quietly, living quietly, like a walking corpse, the soul withers and dissipates, and the "love of sorrow" blooms proudly, withers suddenly, and is fleeting, like the flowering period of a rose.

"Who will love you so much, who will still struggle, who will resign themselves to depravity?"

Ridiculous, pathetic, pathetic, pitiful, more terrible than sorrow, even the strength of grief is gone, all the strength has been exhausted, and in the end only a shell remains, and that's it...... Alive.

The melody was still rushing, cheerful and light, and he hummed softly along with the melody, "Mmmmmmmmmm

Suddenly, a thought slipped through my mind: what if this rich and passionate love and the other half were dreams?

In an instant, the soul was like a lightning strike, and all the lyrics came to mind:

He once said that with patience, the light is coming, even if the pool of blood and disguise is everywhere, they need to continue to persevere, even if they are increasingly burdened and falling apart, they need to continue to run after the faint hope. When you give up, you lose nothing, so what is he who he used to be?

So, "Who will love you so much, who will still struggle, who will resign themselves to depravity?"

The milky yellow light was still soft and bright, falling on him, but there were completely different stories and memories in everyone's sight, but the same was full of bitterness and sighs, the heavy emotion dragged on his ankles, sinking little by little, unable to cry or shout.

Just sit quietly where you are.

"He's not Lan Li. Paul could hear a low voice in his ear, he was slightly stunned, and when he turned his head, he realized that it was Anne who was speaking, and made an "um" sound indicating the inquiry, and Anne repeated again, "He is not Lan Li." ”

That's not a blue gift.

Scarred, physically and mentally exhausted, faltering, falling into deep despair, dazed, overwhelmed, and then, in the midst of all thoughts, began to ask themselves, whether they should give up, whether they should persevere, whether they should choose again, that kind of fragility cannot be hidden at all, even if the backbone is straight, even if the pride is still there, but the fragmentation in the depths of the soul still lingers.

Anne's mind came up with a fragment of last year's Grammy awards, standing on the stage and singing the blue ceremony of "The Beast", he was sad, he was bitter, he was fragile, but he was strong, that obsession never disappeared, and even bloomed more brightly. That's her blue gift.

"Why?" asked Paul softly.

Anne shook her head, pursed her lips tightly, and repeated for the third time, "He's not Lan Li. ”

She couldn't say why, but she firmly knew that the figure on the stage looked very, very similar to Lan Li, and in some moments, it seemed that the line could be blurred, but it was not Lan Li after all. She knows, she just knows.

But even Ethan and Joel couldn't be so sure.

Joel's eyes lit up slightly, he thought of Levine in this performance just now, and he also thought of Levien's partner Mickey.

They were all part of the tide of the times, but Mickey was still unable to resist the huge pressure after all, and finally chose to give up, ending everything in a tragic and decisive way to end his life, but left an irreparable wound on Levine. Everyone thought that it was because Levien's career was in trouble, but at this moment, they knew that it was not the case.

Who will love you so much, who will struggle, who will resign themselves to depravity?

This is Levien's questioning of Mickey, his questioning of his dreams, and at the same time his own questioning.

So Levine raised his head high, proudly and uncompromisingly, deep down he was in fear, fearing that he would compromise and retreat, that he would fail Mickey's sacrifice and his persistence.

Levien would rather give up the copyright than let himself and Jim go down the same path, Levien would rather be a sailor again than find a chorus partner again like a quartet, and Levien would rather be rejected again than be a pleasing little white face like Troy.

Because once you give up persistence, you also give up on yourself.

It's stupid, it's crazy.

But Levine kept going. What's even more ridiculous is that even if he doesn't know whether his insistence is correct or meaningful, he is stuck in place, constantly spinning and spinning, at a loss, at a loss, at a loss, but still clenching his teeth, unwilling to let go of his last breath.

At the end of the story, he sings "Hang me, oh, hang me" and "Wave goodbye" again, but the meaning and mentality are very different. It wasn't until this moment that he really said goodbye to Mickey.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God. Joel couldn't help but whisper and repeated, his heart fluttering and unable to help himself.

Joel couldn't imagine that Lan Li did it, Lan Li actually did it! In just one scene of performance, the entire role of Levien was outlined, and the soul was given, and even the whole story was given a spiritual thread in series.

"Oh my God!"

Joel was so excited that he only wanted to scream, as if the last piece of the puzzle had finally been found, and the feeling of fragmentation was finally complete, and he tried to communicate with Ethan, but the turbulent thoughts in his mind were too crazy to express, he could only focus on the figure on the stage, and the words blurted out like this-

"Levine, is this your own composition?" Levine, not Ranley, "I haven't heard you sing this song before, I mean, is this Mickey's composition? Or is this your latest composition? If you can, I hope you can perform it again in the gaslighting bar in the future." ”

"No, it's not. Levien tugged at the corners of his mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I can't write such lingering/lingering/melancholy/sympathetic songs, this is not my style." This sent a low chuckle from the bar's guests, "It's a song from Bon-Iver, who wrote the melody and lyrics himself, and I just adapted it slightly to my own style." ”

Bon-Iver, the folk singer who competed for New Artist of the Year on top of the Grammys with Lan Li last year, is a singer who really exists in real life, and at the same time, he wrote and performed the song just now.

In an instant, the sixties were confused with contemporary reality, but the wonderful thing is that Levine is still Levine, Joel is still Joel, the kerosene lamp bar is still the kerosene lamp bar, the crew is still the crew, and after the dimensional wall between reality and fantasy is completely broken, there is no sense of disobedience, but the wonderful atmosphere continues.

It was a rare and special experience for everyone present!

Note: Skinny-Love - Bon-iver