King of Stage

　　Future.

　　 "Future, future, future..." Ronan chewed the words carefully, watching the sky full of stars, his thoughts fell into endless.

　　 Ronan has never really calmed down and thought about this issue.

　　 was not qualified in the previous life, because he "cannot see" such a distant future. He can only focus on each day and move forward step by step. This has consumed all his energy. Giving up is not an option, and neither will the future.

There is no time in this life. Too many things happened in just 24 hours, one after another, thrilling like a roller coaster, and now they have not been able to wake up from the joy of the full moon party, even Zhou Six performance repertoires have not been worked out yet, so where is there time to think about such a distant future?

　　 Whether it was once or now, the "future" is a luxury for Ronan.

　　 If... If he really has a future, how should he choose?

Turned to escape from the "shooting scene" because Ronan didn't know how he should appear in front of the camera. The stage and the camera were two different things after all; it was also because the mixed and complicated thoughts in his mind were surging. He needed a little space and breathed some fresh air. , Let your thoughts settle down.

Alice’s arrival killed Ronan by surprise, but just like this, she threw the "future" in front of Ronan. Whether to continue to insist on dreams or rationally choose to give up is no longer a hypothesis, but a matter of fact. reality-

　　 This is the core content of the dispute between Cliff and Maxim, and it is also the cold truth left after Trastan turned and left.

　　 Although Ronan temporarily suppressed the controversy with the short-term goal of "finishing the bar tour", reunited and worked towards a common goal; but there are only five bar tours left, which will end in two weeks.

　　 Two weeks.

　　 Just two weeks.

Even if Ronan is a complete layman, he has no way to deceive himself. The things that can be changed in two weeks are too limited. The situation that has not been able to change in the previous seven years requires a sharp turn within two weeks. This also means They need a lottery jackpot level opportunity, otherwise, the "future" will soon come before us again, and there will be cruel reality.

　　Full Moon Party...It's just a buffer zone "to the future", not an intersection.

　　 Then, how should he choose the future?

　　 As Alice said, they are all trapped in a mortar, confused and confused, anxious and fearful, nervous and uneasy, but can't find the answer.

　　 Because there is no right answer in life.

For Ronan, this is a more difficult problem. He was not qualified to think before, and now he has no time to think. He was forced to a blind spot in a hurry. He has not yet fully adapted to the present, so he must think about the future. Then, what should he do? What to do?

Looking up at the vastness and breadth of the sky, diamond-like stars are scattered on the blue-black velvet, the unknown infinity slowly expands in the tranquility, and the boundless expanse has created a kind of The difficulty of moving an inch, losing direction and positioning because of being too magnificent, caused a big explosion in his mind instantly, and his thoughts surged like this.

　　 Even the Polaris seems to disappear in the vast sea of ​​stars.

How to do?

　　 Can anyone help?

"Help me, as if the surrounding walls collapsed and besieged me. Sometimes I want to give up, but I can't. This is not what I was born with (It-Isn't-In-My-Blood)." (Note 1)

In the quiet night, the emotions in my mind are turned into melody, rippling lightly in my mind, oscillating lightly deep in the throat, anxiety and fear, as well as loneliness and loss, the invisible sense of suffocation Let the stomach begin to heat up, and the heart slams into the chest in a disorderly manner, a kind of suffocating despair.

Those notes are so real and so clear, those melody is so clear and so heavy, so surging in the blood, this kind of feeling, with a little familiarity in the strangeness, but there is no time to taste it, just immerse yourself Dropping bit by bit in the melody.

　　 is like... gravity drags the heart to the bottom of the lake, the deep blue lake surrounds itself, and then it sinks endlessly.

　　 Involuntarily, Ronan slowly closed his eyes like this, concealing the surging warmth in a panic, and the familiar darkness surrounded him.

Twenty-four hours have passed from last night to tonight, and the continuous high emotions seem to finally relax a little bit, and the intricate tastes surge up like this. The happiness and joy of being able to hear and see again, be able to be on the stage, and be able to sing to the fullest is It's so strong, but the stronger it is, the more sad it is.

　　 In the future, for the first time in his life, he truly regained the option of "future", but in a blink of an eye, he had to face the choice of a fork in the road again.

　　 Sometimes, he wants to give up, but... he can't.

　　 He can't do it, he really can't, because there has never been such a gene in his blood, and giving up has never been his life option.

　　He can't give up.

　　He can't give up.

Even if you just stop and adjust for a while, you may fall into the abyss at any time, just like a solo dancer standing on a high rope, ignoring the swords, mountains and thorns under your feet, regardless of the thorny mountains and thorns under your feet. Hold on to today, fight for tomorrow, a little bit of slack and hesitation, you will be crushed.

he can not.

　　 "Lying flat on the bathroom floor, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is completely deserted. The restless and impetuous emotions swallow me up. Give me anything to relax my tense nerves."

Emotions evolve into musical notes, humming softly in the mouth, the pain and struggle in the heart condense into a melody like this, hitting the chest hard, the heart can faintly feel a tearing pain, so dull and breathless Come, but the humming voice still refuses to stop, as if a drowning man grabbed the last driftwood.

　　 Once, music was the only way to dispel darkness and cold.

Now, the melody has once again become a way of liberation and release. Those notes flow out continuously. Because it is too real, the heart cannot help but curl up and tighten with the melody. It is too real and too eager to breathe. Come, but... still can't stop.

　　 As if, just immersed in the world of music.

　　 "With a drink, you will relax; take her home and you will forget the annoyance. Keep telling me everything will be okay, but is it really?

If... if the "future" comes, he really chooses to give up, the band disbands like this, he turns around like this, because he sees the light again, he can recreate life with his own hands, and he can reopen the future with his feet on the ground. This life is different after all.

　　 He can find happiness and happiness, he can find love and friendship, he can bloom like a summer flower, but... But is it really the case?

　　Really, is that so?

　　Note 1: In-My-Blood—Shawn-Mendes

　　 Note 2: The music that appears in this book can all be found in the works related to the catalog.