Lance's mind was a little confused, and he didn't quite know why he was still at Emma's prom. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He had already decided to refuse to attend, because he knew what the prom meant to high school students, he knew what Emma's invitation really meant, Emma should find a peer dance partner, it was the right choice, they weren't the same kind of people, they weren't even friends, they were just ...... Nothing more than partners.

However, he still showed up. It was just a little help to his friend, he convinced himself. Considering the difficulties Emma might have in attending the ball alone, he thought it was just a gesture. It's like introducing Michael Fassbender to more audition opportunities, he's just developing his royal team and making a little investment in the future, so after lunch with James and Theo at noon today, he went to pick out a suit and came to solve problems for his friends.

Emma seems to have misunderstood, though.

So, what he needs to do is very simple, clear up the misunderstanding and take a stand. So, he did.

Emma is only graduating from high school now, and she is about to start the best years of her youth, and the future is full of possibilities for her. She was ...... to his so-called Good feelings are just the heartbeat of high school students, bursting out in an instant, fleeting, and soon she will find that this is not love, not even liking, just an illusion of heartbeat. He wasn't a good fit for her, they were just partners with some common topics. So, what he's doing now is just waking her up.

Looking at the stunned and surprised look in Emma's eyes, the unconcealable disappointment and pain swelled in the depths of her eyes, as if the twinkling starlight was fading little by little.

He didn't want to hurt her because she was just a child. But damage is inevitable, and the best way to minimize it is to cut through the mess quickly and make things clear and cut off all possibilities before they become more uncertain. For children, emotions are like tornadoes, destructive, but they come and go quickly, and everything will pass in just a few days.

But at this time, seeing the bitterness on the corner of Emma's mouth, his thoughts couldn't help but start to mess up, and he regretted it a little. Perhaps, he needs to make a decision, but at least he can wait until the dance is over tonight so that she can enjoy the good night, or wait for the dance to end so that she can have this wonderful memory. The emotion jumped lightly on the tip of his tongue, but soon, he swallowed, coldly and decisively extinguishing all hesitation.

When the interruption continues, the pain will only last longer. He's not the indecisive Lance he used to be, what's more, he's also for Emma's good, isn't he?

Emma looked at the coldness in Lance's blue eyes, and her heart slowly sank as if she were immersed in ice water. Envious eyes were everywhere, and everyone seemed to be envious of her treatment, as if she were a suffering princess, and Lance was the prince who rode a white horse and wielded a sword to save her, and all the beauty of the prom turned into a light focused on her. But only Emma knew clearly that the flame of happiness had been directly extinguished before it could burst up, and the jerkiness on the tip of her tongue was like absinthe, burning her throat, penetrating her lungs, and piercing her heart.

Suddenly, Emma understood Jessica's pain.

The man in front of him was as solid as a rock, as if he was invulnerable to knives and guns, and the sharp protective net not only made it impossible for people to approach, but even if he took a step, he was already injured all over his body before he could attack, and then he stood aside nonchalantly, condescendingly admiring her embarrassment and panic, mocking her incompetence, ridiculing her moths to the fire, cruel and ruthless.

That kind of fatal suffocation in an instant makes people powerless to resist.

So, is that all? Her unrequited love has been directly pronounced to end before it even has time to start.

Emma stared firmly into those eyes, trying to find the slightest fluctuation in the depths of her eyes, to find the emotions she was once familiar with, loneliness, loneliness, vulnerability...... But she was disappointed, there was nothing, only the translucent blue on the other side, like an unfathomable sea, undisturbed, prohibitively deep, proving once again that all her thoughts seemed to be delusions, all wishful thinking on her part.

Emma couldn't help but tighten her hands, she could clearly feel Lance's wide palm, slightly cold, the softness of the palm rubbed against the rough hardness, and it was easy to completely wrap her palm in it; She could also clearly feel Lance's straight shoulders, the muscles like boulders that she couldn't control at all, and she could only cling to them helplessly, feeling the scorching heat that almost burned her fingertips.

So, is that really it? She just gave up, she broke down like this, she just ran away? It's like Jessica.

Emma met those eyes again, the weakness in her eyes swept away, and she unswervingly met the sharp and cold gaze, revealing a bright smile, "No, she doesn't know. This is a positive answer to Lance's question.

Emma's sunny smile stung Lance's eyes, causing him to drop his eyes in embarrassment and dodge, but then he reacted, raised his eyes again, looked at Emma, and said with a smile, "Then you should tell her that I don't want to be mistaken for something to do with an underage girl, especially if 'Hard Candy' is about to be released." ”

I remember Mia once asked her why she liked Lance, and she couldn't answer, as if everything was just a feeling. Beth said that anyone would love Lance, especially before the premiere of "Sin City", how could she not like Lance when she saw her back in the sun when she came to pick up Emma from school?

Emma always thought it was like this. That mesmerizing appearance easily captured the heart of every woman, and wasn't it the same when she first saw Lance in the middle of a rainstorm?

But at this moment, looking at Lance in front of him, cold and resolute, Emma's brain suddenly became extremely clear.

She liked the way Lance showed his indifference, his cold and cruel indifference to hurt everyone without hesitation, but at the same time he avoided being hurt himself, hiding behind his armor tightly; She likes that Lance is so dedicated to his creation, as if no one can sway his decision, he can work with his enemies, he can also fight against the top big names, and he will not hesitate to offend everyone, but he will keep a piece of paradise in his heart; She likes Lance's refusal to "no" as an answer, and to achieve his goals by any means, even if he hurts his friends and even himself, he is strong and domineering; She liked Lance's desperation when he performed, and just because she liked it, the once dead dream rekindled the flames......

She likes such Lance, the good and the bad, the good and the evil, the strong and the vulnerable, the warm and the cold. She knows who she likes, so when things get tough, when things get cruel, when things get cold, she shouldn't be afraid, right?

"No, I don't think so." Emma shook her head and said with a smile, the firmness in her eyes flashed with a huge burst of energy, so that all of Lance's words were stuck in her throat, her brain actually fell into a brief pause, and a storm was set off in her heart, "You know, we are always afraid of failure, so we choose to stop; We are always afraid of betrayal, so we choose to refuse trust; We are always afraid of getting hurt, so we choose not to try; We are always afraid of heartbreak, so we choose to give up on love. However, life is always so short, and there is not so much time for us to regret it. So, instead of standing still and panicking, why not open your mind to the potential? After all, none of us have tried it, how do we know the result? ”

Lance's eyes became obscure, such Emma was so strange, but so familiar, he seemed to see his former self, and as if he saw his current self, that familiar strangeness made Lance a little flustered, but he covered it up well and didn't leak it, because he was no longer the person in his memory, he had forgotten the former self in some strange corner.

The cold words were already on his lips, and he could do it, as if he had hurt Jessica in the first place, he could coldly reject Emma. But after the words swirled on the tip of his tongue, he turned into a touch of helplessness at the corner of his mouth, he used to be so naïve, his heart seemed to have broken a hole, and he couldn't make up for it.

"You are still young, and youth is just beginning. When you grow up, you will understand that life is not that simple, and many times, our choices are involuntary. Not because I'm afraid, but because I understand. Lance suppressed the panic in his heart, he didn't want to hurt Emma, but it was inevitable; He wanted to save Emma, but he couldn't protect himself. So, the only thing he can do is to keep Emma away from him and draw an end before the damage doesn't lead to a big mistake.

Emma didn't flinch, the smile on the corner of her mouth was warm and bright, and her huge eyes looked at Lance motionlessly, shining as bright as the sun, "Then you should also know that youth is only once, and if you miss it, you really miss it." So, how could I give up so easily? ”

Youth is like a beautiful poem, every moment of the years is so precious, pain and beauty, bitterness and sweetness, sadness and happiness, this is the epitome of youth, it is a poem, but also a painting, beautiful and young, but it has become a memory that can never be erased in a lifetime. Pom-Becker, a well-known columnist for The New York Times, described his prom 30 years ago, "It was like a never-extinguishing furnace in the winter, and the high school prom is still warming my state of mind that has become more and more desolate with age with great heat." "Youth, only once, is also a lifetime.

"My last dance will always be reserved for that special someone." (To be continued.) )