"Give me a good reason why shouldn't I change it?"

She understood.

This is a cry from the heart: for the sake of her dream, she can give up the castle in Budapest, give up the treasure chest of treasures, and even give up the golden piano and Spanish red wine; for the sake of her dream, she can give up the handmade treasures, give up the vast land, and even give up family and friends...

For the sake of her dream, she can give up the right to survive. Instead of living like a walking corpse for ten years, she might as well live a day of indulgence. She can give up the delusion of fighting against the disease. Instead of standing there, she should be self-consistent, and breaking the constraints and giving it a try. She can even give up all her efforts and struggles, just want to live out herself and persevere in her truest appearance, even if it is only one day.

"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't change."

She understood, she understood, and hot tears gushed out, as if they were completely broken, and they couldn't stop them, but she didn't want to stop them, just letting the tears rush around, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and then she laughed happily and laughed wantonly.

What a stupid thing to stop eating because of choking. No one will refuse to drink water forever because they are afraid of choking to death. But in real life, people always stand alone because of fear of failure, refuse to try, and even deny the result before they start, and then spend their life mediocrely. I will definitely not live to be twenty years old. Anyway, there is absolutely no possibility of curing my illness. Anyway, I will never become a singer, and anyway, my dream is absolutely impossible...

Anyway, I can't become a professional athlete. Anyway, I can't make money as a mathematician. Anyway, I'll just live if I get married. Anyway, I just make a living by doing anything. Anyway, no matter how hard I work, I won't get the appreciation of my boss. Anyway, this is the case in this society. Anyway, society cannot change because of a person...

People are always like this, and they firmly believe that they will not give up because of choking, but when faced with choices every day, they always make decisions to give up because of choking. Because they are afraid of failure, fear of changes, and rejection of harm, they stay honestly, and are unwilling to try, and then comfort themselves, "In fact, this is the best."

If this is the case, a cold is the biggest killer of mankind, and no one can find the antidote; if this is the case, the end of life is death, and everyone is the same, so why do you have to start?

Heather realized for the first time how stupid he was. He was trapped in a small world of self-pity, as if the whole world had owed him, as if the whole world had let him down, as if the whole world had betrayed him, how stupid it was! How ridiculous! How ridiculous!

What is the reason that made her give up change? What is the reason that made her give up her efforts? What is the reason that made her give up her dream? What is the reason that made her give up her life? What is the reason that made her escape from the whole world?

The laughter just overflowed, and tears flowed down her eyes so wildly. The hot temperature burned the back of her hand, but the temperature was so real that she couldn't help but lift the back of her hand, looking at the back of her hand that could still clearly feel every change, and laughed happily.

However, because she was too excited to smile, she began to cough violently. Her lungs hurt, but the pain was so real that she clearly told her: she still has feelings and still has a chance.

The moving voice in my ears is still humming freely, just like a bard walking around the world holding a guitar, wandering on the streets, singing about life, and the days of peace with the flow are like flowing feasts, every day is different, including happiness, sadness, happiness, pain, hope, and disappointment. The colors of life are as gorgeous as a rainbow.

Listen, that is the most moving song in the world.

"My house in Budapest, my private treasure chest, the golden grand piano, my wonderful Spanish wine, for you, I am willing to give up everything."

The music was over, Heather raised his hands and wiped the miserable tears on his cheeks hard, but his smile bloomed without reservation.

He raised his head and walked through the haze of tears, Heather quietly looked at the man in front of him. His eyebrows were always so sparse, with a hint of softness in elegance, but hidden sharpness that people could not see; his eyes were always so deep, with a hint of brightness in the depth, but hidden stories that people could never read. The quiet and surging, instant and eternal brilliance made time stay in the smile at the corner of his mouth.

The heart beat like never before, one after another, so real, as if you could feel the sound of the heart beating hitting the chest, making her unable to help but want to listen carefully.

"I told you that you can be a great singer." Heather said, his voice with a hint of hoarseness.

She was unwilling to admit that she was hidden behind Lan Li's seemingly calm and careless elegance and wantonness, but she had a power that touched the soul. Whether it was melody, lyrics, or singing, the powerful power was almost powerless, easily trapped in it, unable to extricate herself.

Lan Li laughed silently, "I think you are the one who embraces the singer's dream."

Heather chuckled, and Lanley's answer was not surprising. She nodded softly, "Yes, I am." Frankly and sincerely, she admitted her greatest dream in her heart, "I want to be a singer." Such simple words, without deliberate ups and downs, are sonorous and powerful and loud.

The smile on the corner of Lan Li's mouth rose up, nodded to Heather, without saying anything, but the affirmation and recognition flashing in her eyes were clearer.

"What's the name of this song just now?" Heather asked curiously.

Lan Li pursed her lips and gave a unique answer, "'Budapest'."

"Budapest." Heather repeated the word, "is it the capital of Hungary, Budapest?"

Renley shrugged, "I own a castle there."

This sentence made Heather amused and burst into laughter, "There is also a golden piano." Lan Li nodded sincerely and confirmed, which made Heather laugh even happier. She nodded and no longer remembered the last time she was so happy. "I like this song very much."

"Lucky." Lan Li's expression of gratitude was filled with lingering fear, with a faint humor, "Did you hear anything?"

"This is my story, isn't it?" Heather blinked playfully without answering.

Lan Li spread her hands and expressed her innocence, "Yes, this is your freedom."

From the literal meaning of the lyrics, "Budapest" is a small love song sing to a woman by a man, willing to give up all romance and persistence for love; but Heather heard another meaning in the lyrics, the madness and purity of dreams, the madness and beauty of freedom, and the wantonness and indulgence of life.

Find yourself, be yourself, stick to yourself. For all this, you will never care about yourself. This is the most beautiful and romantic thing in the world that Heather can imagine.

Heather gradually curled his smile and tried to see some clues in Lanley's eyes. Why did he write this song? Why did he write such lyrics? Why did he choose to sing this song at this time? Going further, why could he empathize with her situation?

Is it true that there is also a Budapest hidden deep in Renli's heart, treasured his golden piano?

"I read the newspaper and heard you did a good job in Toronto." Heather lowered his eyes and changed the subject, "So, when will the movie be released in New York? If I have the chance, I want to go to the cinema to watch it."

This was an unexpected surprise. Since Renley and Heather came into contact with him, Heather had never left Mount Sinai Hospital, as if he was isolated from the world, completely cutting off all contact with the outside world. But now, Heather actually took the initiative to mention that he wanted to go to the cinema? This is a good thing.

"I don't know yet." Lan Li suppressed her inner thoughts and replied casually, "But we have found a business company, and they will arrange the schedule next time. If nothing unexpected happens, November or December? I will tell you with the news. But are you sure? Do you want to watch the movie "buried alive"?"

Heather originally thought that Lan Li was asking, "Are you sure you want to go to the cinema?" Unexpectedly, the problem was another look. She couldn't help but stare at her eyes widened, and then saw the smug smile on the corner of Lan Li's mouth, which made Heather roll his eyes speechlessly, "What? Do you think I look like a courageous person. Do you think my current physical condition can't watch thriller movies?"

Lan Li smiled even brighter and waved her hand, "No, I just think that 'buried alive' is very likely an R-level movie."

Another unexpected answer made Heather open his mouth and look surprised. R-level movies, simply put, are limited/level/level, and are recommended to watch them over the age of seventeen. In other words, Heather has not met the age of a certain amount and cannot watch them.

Heather was so surprised that he blurted out, "Why, are you all/naked in the front?"

"Puff." It was Lanley's turn to be surprised. Her embarrassed look made Heather laugh happily, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Kelly Patton came to the entertainment room, she saw this scene. Heather, who was laughing wildly, looked... with vigorous vitality. This was something that Kelly had never seen before. Her face was filled with question marks and her footsteps hesitantly walked in, "Uh... I don't want to disturb you, but Heather, it's time for you to recover."

"Is that so? No problem." Heather agreed simply and quickly, surprised Kelly again. Every time he rehabilitated, Heather was extremely resistant. Even if he finally got it, he was frowning. What's going on today?

Kelly cast her inquiring eyes at Lanli. Lanli shrugged and spread her hands to express her confusion, but the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

This is a good sign.8
Chapter completed!