The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 957: Gathering and Separation
Despite the reluctance and regret, there will always be a day to say goodbye.

Just like youth.

Miles looked at Anson in front of him, unable to take his eyes away:

He was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, and he no longer had any style to speak of. A white T-shirt hung loosely on his body, as if it had been fished out of the water; but his well-proportioned figure and tight muscle lines were faintly visible, and his bright eyes were filled with the stars and the sea.

It is involuntarily fascinating and admirable.

Miles hopes that he can live like Anson, free and unrestrained, firmly grasp every minute of life, and release all his energy.

Just like "Long live life".

"Oh, what a shame, the tour is almost over and it feels like nothing has been done."

The smile on Anson's face blossomed wantonly, and sweat was pouring down his cheeks.

Puff, puff.

Miles' heart was beating wildly. He looked at Connor, then at Lily, then took a deep breath and finally mustered up the courage.

"Anson."

Call out.

“We want the tour to continue.”

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Miles realized that the sentence was out of context and had no beginning or end. It was indeed ambiguous when it was said so bluntly.

Miles waved his hands repeatedly, "No, that's not what I meant."

Because he was too anxious, Miles choked on his own saliva and started coughing violently.

Anson silently handed over the bottle of mineral water.

Miles drank the mineral water in big gulps, letting his head cool down a little, and then he could see Anson's smiling face.

"Don't worry, take your time, I didn't misunderstand." Anson said.

Miles scratched his head and looked at Lily and Connor. They still encouraged Miles to speak. It seemed that it was right for only Miles to speak up.

Miles looked at Anson again and gathered his thoughts.

He decided to start from scratch.

"I still need to thank you for everything."

"I know you always say that the band comes together to make each other, but we all know that without you, we are nothing."

"That encounter on the street was undoubtedly the happiest and most perfect moment in our lives. Until now, it still feels like a dream."

"That's why we've been so anxious, worried that we'll wake up from the dream and have nothing left. We can only hold on to you as a lifeline."

"Talk shows, records, tours, we just stumbled along the way, in the name of chasing dreams, but completely forgot why it all started."

“Just like this European street tour.”

"We have been running and working hard, as if we were being chased by a pack of wolves. We have tried our best but have forgotten the starting point and the end point of this run. Running... seems to have no meaning. We are just running."

"We have always known that the August 31st band was established because of your existence. It's not about your fame, but your talent and your creations. These are the soul of the band."

"And we...are just instruments."

Although the language is not precise enough, one can feel Miles's sincerity.

It is so complicated. It is not a simple regret or sadness, nor a simple confusion or sigh, but an emotion that is difficult to accurately describe in a few words.

The streets of Prague were bustling with people, but Anson felt that the whole world had become quiet.

Anson looked at Miles and joked, "Oh, I'm a little hurt."

Miles raised his head suddenly and waved his hands, "I don't mean to condemn you..."

Anson burst out laughing, "Miles, you are still as honest as ever."

"I know, I understand what you mean..." "So, what are your plans?"

Anson was a smart man, he knew that they had their struggles and torments, everyone was the same, so everyone had their own battle.

Miles took a deep breath, "We hope to get our music back, our voices back, and our dreams back, the reason why it all started."

Anson looked at Miles.

Miles took courage, “So, we hope to continue touring.”

“We knew that without the lead singer, August 31st would no longer be August 31st, but we regained our courage and confidence.”

"We all gave up on our music dreams in different ways and for different reasons. Because of you, we have rekindled our hope."

"Now, we hope to continue on our own."

Anson raised his chin slightly. "So, you're going to abandon me and embark on this journey, right? This is like destroying the bridge after crossing it."

Miles's expression changed, "Anson..."

This honest man waved his hands in fear, his heart almost stopped beating.

Anson just laughed, "It's okay, don't be nervous, I know. Look at you, I just made a little joke and you're about to have a heart attack."

Anson knew that they were worried about being a burden to him, and had been clinging to his fame like parasites; in fact, they didn't need to worry at all, and could continue to be parasites, eating welfare heartlessly, and the days ahead would be extremely easy.

However, they didn't.

Ultimately, it’s because they are still passionate about music in their hearts.

Anson looked at Lily and Connor again, "Have you discussed this?"

Lily was having a hard time. She wanted to explain that they really had no intention of burning bridges after crossing them. It was just that after experiencing the European tour and the Cannes Film Festival, they began to think about themselves and also began to re-examine Anson.

It was precisely because they saw Anson shine in Cannes that they deeply realized that Anson belonged to the big screen. Perhaps Anson's musical talent was eye-catching, but there was no doubt that the moments when Anson appeared on the big screen were the most shining.

They shouldn't continue to trap Anson and shouldn't continue to be parasites.

So, they started discussing that maybe they should take the initiative to explore themselves, and this led to the final decision.

However, all this is not easy.

After Cannes, they kept hesitating and wandering, and finally, they spoke in Prague.

At least, they should put a perfect end to the band's tour on August 31st, just like the meaning of the band's name that Anson came up with -

Briefly but brilliantly, seize the tail of summer and shine without reservation.

But she also knew that all explanations seemed pale, because they had been taking advantage of it since "The Tonight Show," and any explanation or defense was like a sophistry.

So, swallowing the words of explanation, Lily nodded heavily. Instead of continuing to argue, it would be better to face their future with dignity.

"Yes."

"We plan to continue this route northwards, through Estonia into Finland, and then see if we can go to England."

"Anson, we can't keep relying on you."

Connor turned his head and lowered it, seeming to be secretly rubbing his eyes.

Anson suddenly shouted, "Connor!"

Connor raised his head quickly and wiped his face in a panic, "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"Haha." Anson laughed heartily, "So, the band's journey ends here."

The setting sun shines down from the sky, bright and gorgeous——

A beautiful day is coming to an end.

(End of this chapter)