With a sigh of relief deep in his heart, Lan Li retracted his gaze and said sincerely to Derek, "Sorry, Derek."

Derek shook his head and smiled at Lan Li, "You don't need to be sorry, it should be me thanking you. I am not a competent father." Derek showed a self-blame expression on his face. He should have brought Heather out today, but he missed the appointment. "Thank you, thank you for being with Heather all day today."

After leaving the cinema, Lanly updated the situation to Derek as soon as possible, and used photos as much as possible to record today's happy moments, looking for gaps to send to Derek, and try to reassure him.

Judging from the state of Derek when he appeared, he should have just finished his busy work and rushed over immediately. Lanly knew that Derek was doing his best, he and Ally were both.

"If I monopolize the credit, Paul will be angry." Lan Li made a joke, which eased the atmosphere a bit, and Derek quickly thanked Paul again.

During the conversation, Lily and Heather walked out again.

At this time, Heather, although his eyes were a little red and swollen, he finally recovered his usual appearance, but his expression was unavoidably still a little lonely, and a strong smile could not hide the loss of his heart.

Derek could see that Heather's mood was a little depressed, but he found it tricky and didn't know how to communicate with his daughter. It would be great if Ally was here.

Derek was a little anxious, but he couldn't get started. Looking at the time, Heather's usual time to go to bed and rest was already exceeded. Because he was worried about Heather's physical condition, Derek could only temporarily suppress his worries and leave.

Hearing Derek's words, Heather raised his head and looked at his father, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, and fell back into the wheelchair again dejectedly. Even if it stays for a while, so what? It's over, it's over after all. Even if it is not now, this beautiful day will still end.

Derek's struggle, Heather's frustration, Lan Li was all in his eyes. Even if I am willing to help, I don't know where to start. As a friend, the help he can provide is very limited; no one can replace the position of his family.

After thinking about it, Lan Li smiled and persuaded, "Derek, why don't you sit down and rest for a while, let Heather enjoy his youth, while he is still young at night; you can also relax and order something to cushion your belly." Lan Li spoke unhurriedly, and then joked, "Wait, I'm going to perform on stage. I'm a little worried that the audience won't buy it too much. Are you willing to stay and cheer?"

Derek opened his mouth, but didn't know how to respond, he couldn't help but laughed blankly; his gaze fell on Heather, and then he caught the faint expectation of his daughter. Now that I have already come out, I don’t know when the next time I’m going out, so why not delay for another half an hour?

"Okay." Derek nodded and agreed, and Heather's smile reappeared, which made Derek's mood slightly relaxed.

Paul looked at Lan Li with a shocked look, and his face was filled with puzzlement—how could he never know that Lan Li had plans to perform tonight? Lan Li didn't mention it at all!

Lan Li patted Paul on the shoulder and walked towards the stage with a smile without explaining too much. Paul was left with a look of consternation, and he cast a questioning look at Heather and Lily, "What's the matter?"

Standing next to Lily was even more confused, and didn't understand what was going on. Then she approached Heather and asked in a low voice, "Lan Li can sing?"

Heather chuckles and laughs, and triumphantly sells Guan Zi, "Don't you know? Lan Li is a pentatonic lunatic, so he is famous, and many people come here to listen to him singing, the kind of out-of-tune. "

But Lan Li didn't know that he was teased by Heather, performing live performances, which he decided temporarily.

He saw himself and Ding Yanan in Heather and Derek; in Heather, he saw himself.

The same is true for them, always trying to communicate, but always failing; they try to understand each other, but always can't find the right way. If they can build a bridge of dialogue, will things be easier?

He didn't know, and he had no chance to know. But at least, Heather and Derek and Ally still have a chance.

As a bystander, he cannot and should not interfere with other people's family affairs, he is not qualified. He can only serve as a friend, hoping to become a starting point for their communication, and they can solve the remaining problems by themselves. This is at least what he can do.

As for the introduction, what could be more appropriate than music? The same song, in different people's ears, in different periods, will have different experiences.

"Gentlemen and ladies." The jazz performance just ended, and Neil stepped onto the stage for intercourse. "Tonight’s formal performance is over, but today there is a small surprise. We specially invited it. An old friend, share this beautiful evening with everyone. Next, Pioneer Village will give it all, please, Lan Li-Hall."

In an instant, whistles and applause rang out on the scene, and the regular customers screamed. Various shouts came and went one after another. Lily was stunned and looked around at a loss. She didn't expect the situation at all. ; Even Paul showed an expression of surprise, eyes full of incredible.

Heather suddenly fell silent. She had been waiting for this day, hoping to see Lan Li's live performance. Unexpectedly, it was realized in this way. This day is really too beautiful, as beautiful as a dream, it seems that the moment when the dream wakes up is the end of her life, the kind of sorrow is always floating in her chest, lingering.

Just watching Lan Li walk onto the stage, Heather's vision was blurred, but this time, she did not collapse, but raised her hands high, clapped vigorously, and followed everyone in her mouth. Shout, enjoy this moment to your heart's content and wantonly.

Lan Li walked to the center of the stage with the guitar on his back, and joked casually into the microphone, "It seems that there are quite a few people who want to see me embarrassed tonight." This immediately made everyone laugh.

Sitting on a wooden chair, Lan Li skillfully began to tune the strings, "This is a beautiful night, at least there is no Blizzard in New York. I hope I will not ruin this beauty." The joking words again caused a laugh. sound. After speaking, Lan Li also raised his left hand, crossed his index and middle fingers, and made a gesture of prayer, which made everyone more joyful.

Lan Li calmed down, letting his thoughts slowly settle. But in my mind, I couldn't help but think of Ding Yanan's figure.

He once complained about whether his life would have a completely different trajectory if it wasn't his mother who restrained his wings; he was once angry, if it wasn't his mother who imposed his thoughts on him, would he be free to chase after him? Dream; he once regretted that if it were not for the excessive love of his mother, then he could at least have a happy childhood.

However, after the passage of time, those negative emotions have disappeared. Because he knew that life was originally made up of countless choices, and every choice made him now, including the right, wrong, and unjudgeable choices.

Maybe, he can have a happier childhood, maybe he can chase his dreams wantonly, maybe he can have a different future, but he is no longer him, and he will not become the blue he is now. Polite.

In his life, Ding Yanan is an irreplaceable part and a vital part. Because on those happy, hard, sweet, and painful roads, she was always by her side, and she never gave up.

Lifting his head, passing through the golden halo, you can vaguely see where Heather and others are. Derek is sitting next to her and will not leave.

The corners of the mouth couldn't help but a shallow arc was outlined, the fingertips did not outline the strings, so I sang with a clear throat:

"My dear love, don't worry anymore. When the world is cold and the heart is heavy, I will embrace warmly, never let go, never, until the blood dries up, I will never leave, stop worrying, I firmly believe, We will go forward courageously ~lightnovelpub.net~ Sincere and simple lyrics, without any extra modification, all in one go, just like a letter to beloved, to close friends, and to close relatives, exudes on dry letter paper With the breath of ink, you can feel the ups and downs of the gesture where you touch your fingertips, and I describe the appearance of writing at the desk in my mind. The distance of space seems to disappear quietly, and even the psychological barrier has been pierced.

Heather just sat on the spot in a daze, listening attentively, the gentle words dancing lightly on the eardrums, like the midsummer afternoon sun, passing through the dense treetops of the forest and falling on the green grass, which can be clear. Seeing the dust flying up and down, time seems to be confined to that one meter of sunlight.

The moving voice hit the soft underbelly of the heart without any obstacles, the bitterness spread on the tip of the tongue, the smile rose up at the corner of the mouth, the tears rolled under the eyes, and the light in the line of sight was blurred before he even had time to react. Warm happiness rushed across my chest, stuffy, a little painful, but so real.

It turns out that this is the shape of happiness.

Under the light of the shower, Lan Li bowed his head and stopped singing, his eyes fell on the strings, his fingertips gently twitched, the clear string sounds like gurgling spring water, as if one could see the music one by one. The talisman is like a fairy with wings, dancing lightly between the strings.

It's so simple, simple to the extreme, without any fancy decorations, but so beautiful that it is intoxicating, the brisk melody is surging, pulling the corners of the mouth to outline, and can't help but follow the rhythm and strike together. The warm musical notes merge into a long river, letting people melt little by little in this happy moment, wandering gently.

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