King of Stage

"Haha. Ronan, you broke up with Max."

There was a playful chuckle from the other end of the phone. Ronan didn't like this kind of laughter, and he developed a sense of rejection at the psychological level, which was nauseating.

It feels like you are facing a clown, and your every move is a naive joke in the clown's eyes. The lofty arrogance in the opponent's bones was expressed without concealment, and he made judgments and scrutiny condescendingly, and didn't care whether his attitude would hurt the other party.

Or in other words, it is their intention to sting each other.

Then, he succeeded.

Because Ronan was stinged and caught off guard, he felt the deep sense of rejection from the depths of his soul. He didn't like this feeling very, very much.

However, Ronan did not panic.

Not only did it not, but also quickly cheered up after feeling the sharp tingling, without stopping or hesitation, and launched a counterattack smoothly.

Even Ronan hasn't figured out what happened now.

"Mr. Unknown, are you Michael Jackson resurrected or Martin-Luther-King reborn? If not, you shouldn’t expect me to be able to tell from an unknown number. The identity of the electric object is not as important as you think."

Smiling and mocking, talking and laughing, but hiding the needle in the cotton.

As Ophelia said, Ronan also changed.

You don’t even need to look back at the long-term memories of college. Even compared with the summer of last year in New Orleans, Ronan has changed a lot. He is regaining the sharpness and sharpness of his deafness bit by bit, and the world has escaped endlessly. Publicity and wanton before the darkness.

Especially after the Coachella Music Festival, Ronan once again felt the madness and enthusiasm at the end of the world, self-confidence and pride seemed to be reinjected into blood, the haze shrouded in the depths of the soul has dissipated a little, and the fetters of traveling through time and space are loosening. , Slowly release the original self.

It's really been a long time.

However, the man on the other end of the phone was not a gas-saving lamp. Faced with Ronan's attack, he chuckled again, as if he saw a child playing.

"Hehe, I’m still a child after all. If you don’t know who I am, why would you answer calls from strangers? You don’t have to pretend to be indifferent and shut me out. You know, you’re not Max, you can Have your own ideas and make your own decisions."

There is something in the words.

Meaningful.

Vaguely, Ronan caught some clues in the memory deep in his mind and seemed to have found the truth, but he still didn't show any wavering on the surface, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he gave a chuckle.

"I have heard of such a person. As long as someone looks at him, whether it is a man or a woman, he feels that the other person is fascinated by his own charm, and then points to Jiang Shandi and said, don't like me."

"But as everyone knows, in the eyes of passers-by, he is just a neurotic. I used to be unsure of the existence of such a person, but I have finally seen it. Mr. Wuming, the earth does not revolve around you."

Lightness, heavy punches.

Gentle and sharp.

This Ronan seems to have launched a full-scale attack mode, all the spikes are erected, and he launches indiscriminate attacks. Not to mention the past year, even this life and the previous life have not felt such a state for a long time. Ronan, as if finally breaking free from the shackles.

"..."

On the other end of the call, there was a silence. It seemed that Ronan’s firepower was completely unpredictable, but the other party did not panic either—at least from the perspective of breathing rhythm, it still remained stable, but it took a little time to change his position and attitude, because Ronan’s The reaction completely disrupted the preset plan.

One second. Two seconds.

"Johnathan-Hansen."

After a short silence, the other end of the phone spoke again, and he bowed his head softly for the first time, and finally introduced himself-in the first round of confrontation, Ronan finally had the upper hand.

However, the advantage is only temporary.

Jonathan Hansen, just a name, passed it lightly, but it slammed into Ronan's mind, causing ripples.

The stormy sea is roaring.

Ronan can't remember how long he hasn't heard the name, five years? ten years? Or is it longer?

Not just as Ronan, even the memory of "Ronan Cooper" is the same; moreover, at this time Ronan can still feel the sadness and pain in the depths of the memory, a sense of rejection in the subconscious. It broke out like this, and couldn't even conceal the disgust in his eyes.

Jonathan Hansen, from a biological point of view, he should be called Ronan's father.

A person who disappeared.

In 2001, for many ordinary families living in the North American continent, it was a year of life and death. The outbreak of the "911 Incident" caused countless tragedies.

Similarly, for the three Ronan brothers and sisters, they also "lost" their father forever, but not by death, but by birth, a parting of self-selection.

That year, Jonathan abandoned his wife and abandoned his son and ran away from home, and went to San Francisco to form a new family with a third party. At that time, Jonathan was 46 years old, and the third person was only 20 years old, compared to Max at the time. It was only four years older than that; and never appeared again.

After that, "Ronan Hansen" became "Ronan Cooper"; moreover, the burden of the Cooper family was borne by Max.

So... the last time I heard the news, should it be twelve years ago?

Ronan, a little unsure, because the time is too long and too long, so that the memory is completely blurred and it is difficult to accurately identify it.

After many years, the disappeared person reappeared again, and still in such a sudden way, so why on earth?

The most absurd thing is his attitude, a natural and condescending posture, as if after so many years of contacting again, Ronan should still remember him, and should even be grateful ~ www.readwn.com~ that kind of completely ignored the long blankness. His tough posture is so upright and strong that it makes people feel angry, but just feels funny, ridiculous, and absurd.

As far as Ronan was concerned, the first reaction was to hang up the phone, five years or ten years, everything was hidden in the deep memory of the past, he was not curious about the reason why this name called today; however, the action was not. Staying in place, there is no way to truly ignore it.

Deep inside... an uncontrollable emotion arose spontaneously, not expectation, but fetters, restless but lingering fetters.

He is now able to fully feel the emotions and emotions of Ronan Cooper. It seems that the soul has been entangled completely inseparably, but only a little bit of reason. After all, Ronan Cooper has never experienced those things. Personal experience is just emotional resonance, empathy.

So, how should it be described at this time?

Mixed feelings.

complex.

It's hard to say.

Should he hang up?