"Meduo!Meduo! Bring your coat!"

Paul followed behind him like an old mother, packing his things, chasing him out in a hurry, and then quickly put his coat on Meadow's shoulder; but he just held the coat in his hand and didn't have time to put it in, so he rushed out in a hurry.

The warmth rushed out of the indoors and fell into the cold outdoors instantly. The strong wind and low temperature quickly surrounded every pore in the body, but the brain had no time to feel these delicate things, because the vision was firmly occupied by the splendor in front of me:

A hint of emerald green ribbon slowly fluttered over the pitch-black sky. The flow of light could vaguely outline the trajectory of the breeze. The green light slowly spreads out from a hint of silk, and it turned into a piece of silk, and was painted in large patches.

Gradually, the colors began to change slightly, and layers of green, blue and purple began to melt together, penetrate and contrast each other, and their edges blurred and disappeared bit by bit, and the colors began to melt, and then a brand new color evolved.

Then the large scattered colors surged like a waterfall light burst. It seemed that before I could blink, the whole world was occupied by colorful dyes. The colorful and gorgeous like a kaleidoscope penetrated the barriers of the universe and heaven, and ushered in a baptism in the depths of the soul.

The ethereal and gorgeous halo spread like ripples, and the buzzing sound of air came to my ears, as if everything in the world began to vibrate. Involuntarily, blood and muscles also trembled slightly. The brain completely lost all its ability to react, just staring at everything in front of me with a dumbfounded look, and just immersed in everything in front of me with a thrilling thrill.

The language is so pale that it is not even enough to describe the magnificence and magnificence of one-tenth of the magnificence and magnificence. Only by witnessing it with your own eyes can you understand that powerful power, the magnificence and magnificence that people cannot help but surrender and admire, and fully display the magic and majesty of nature. In a trance, I forgot my existence, and just quietly looked up and watched, crawling devoutly at the feet of nature.

Lan Li stood there, quietly and peacefully admiring this magnificent scroll. Under the calmness on the surface, she could not hide the storm deep in her heart. She stared blankly at the thick and colorful halo on the sky. Unconsciously, her vision quietly blurred, and warm tears filled her eyes.

Uncontrollable.

Paul is alive. Paul is still alive. Paul is still alive.

The hot tears slowly slid down his face, as if he had returned to that night, the night he said goodbye to Heather Cross.

Heser lay quietly on the hospital bed, as if he was in a deep sleep. There was no pain on the porcelain doll-like cheeks, but he just fell asleep quietly; but his whispers could not wait for a response any more. He was waiting, waiting for Heser to suddenly sit up and scare him hard, and then told him that everything was just a prank; he was waiting, waiting for the seventeen-year-old girl to stand up and run towards her dream again, and then officially announced that she would not envy him anymore.

He was waiting, he was still waiting.

So, he said "good night" instead of "goodbye".

After all, he couldn't say that "goodbye". He hoped so much that it was just a "good night". When the sun rose again, they could meet again. Faced with parting, he was so cowardly, like a coward, carefully hiding his pain and struggle, and refusing to admit reality.

But... goodbye, it's really hard.

He finally said "goodbye" to Heather. He reluctantly learned to let go, but he could not face the pain of saying goodbye to Paul again. He had no choice, he really had no choice.

So he despicablely deceived Paul to Iceland. He despicablely used Medo as a guide. He despicablely deceived the fate arranged by God with conspiracy. He knew, he knew everything, he knew clearly that he knew his despicableness and cunning, and he also knew his fragility and cowardice, but at this moment, he was unprecedentedly grateful and satisfied.

Paul is still alive.

Lan Li stood there like a fool, staring at the aurora blankly, letting tears flow on her face.

He missed Heather so much, missing his former self. If Heather saw the egot, what would she say? If Heather witnessed this aurora, what would she say? If Heather stood on the stage of "American Idol", what would she say? If Heather was still alive now, would she realize her dream?

"So we got up and pursued our destiny in the darkness. I saw you scarred late last night, and I saw you dancing in the arms of the demon."

The lyrics of the line "Wild Beast" are still vivid and vivid.

They were trapped in a lonely land without turning back, and behind them was a deep abyss. There was no other way except to move forward. Even if they were bleeding, covered in bruises, even if they were staggering, even if they were crushed to pieces, even if they turned into ashes, they had to keep going and pursue their destiny in the darkness, otherwise, they would be completely lost.

The panic and anxiety in the past few days was like standing on a high-altitude steel wire rope, and any deviation or mistake would be wiped out, but he had no way to turn around and could only move forward bravely, hoping that he could turn the tide and hope that he could turn the tide.

Now, he finally did it.

All the burden was removed from his shoulders, and those mixed emotions were completely released. Because of the regret of losing Heather and also because of saving Paul's glory.

This time, Lan Li did not hide his emotions or wipe his embarrassment. He just stood there calmly and generously and showed himself. He could not learn to say goodbye, but he could not learn it after all. So he began to learn to embrace the pain and sorrow of parting and make them part of himself.

Heather left, but was still with him.

Paul stayed and never left.

The curve of the corners of the mouth rose up, blooming in the sparkling tears. The hot tears still covered her face, but the smile in her eyes slowly dizzed like ripples. She cried and laughed, Lan Li was like a child who had not grown up, showing all the emotions in her heart purely and sincerely.

Bathed under the dazzling aurora, the deepest part of my mind was just sighing: Human beings are so small, but so great; life is so fragile, but so precious. Only by learning to cherish everyone around you can truly understand the true meaning of life. This is not easy, but not difficult.

With his head down, Renli turned to look at Paul and Meadow standing next to him, and then he found that they were also embarrassed.

Although not as exaggerated as Lan Li, she was still moved by tears. With her eyes intertwined, Paul and Mei Duo became a little shy, as if they were not used to showing their truest and most vulnerable side in front of each other. This feeling really felt like she was too naughty, but she was even more sincere.

Lanli showed a bright smile and cast a look at Mei Duo, "If you don't give your father a hug now, you will miss the best opportunity."

Mei Duo loves Paul, but the adolescent girl doesn't know how to express it. The spikes on her body often inadvertently hurt the other party, but also hurt herself. In this rebellious battle, there is no winner. If the battle continues, there will be only one loser in the end.

Mei Duo stood there and pursed her lips, but she was still a little awkward after all, and she was unwilling to move her feet.

Seeing this, Paul opened his arms and walked towards his daughter, carefully embraced her daughter in his arms, and said in a choked voice, "I'm sorry."

Mei Duo could no longer control herself, and buried her head firmly in her father's arms, crying bitterly, "I'm sorry, Dad, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't hurt you like this, I was wrong, I know I was wrong. Sorry, I'm sorry." Mei Duo hugged her father tightly, and all her emotions were vented, "Dad, I love you, you know, I really love you very much."

Paul tried to say something, but all the words stuck in his throat. He just raised his right hand and gently patted the back of Medo's head, then printed a kiss on Medo's forehead, and whispered, "You will always be my little pea. You know." Finally, Paul pressed his daughter's forehead and whispered, "I love you."

The simplest words are as heavy as a tremendous amount, deeply maintaining more bonds beyond blood ties.

Lanley turned and left.

Because he knew that there was still room for communication between Paul and Meadow, and the problems between them were still not resolved, because the contradiction between adolescents and parents always existed, not only from the differences in the age gap, but also from the natural function of parents as guardians.

However, if we can take this opportunity to communicate our ideas well, at least build a bridge between two people and try to understand each other, then the future relationship will always be simpler.

Lanli took the initiative to take the lead, leaving room for dialogue for them, and walked slowly along the road through the town. The depression and worry in her chest were poured out with a long breath of turbid air, and she finally felt relieved. November 30th finally became a thing of the past.

Finally, my footsteps stopped on the grass not far away. Without scruples of the wet mist, I lay down, using the ground as the pavement and the sky as the quilt, quietly admiring the stars in front of me. After the aurora gradually faded, the dazzling galaxy appeared in front of me.
Chapter completed!