“I didn’t give up in my blood.”

The clear voice gently touched the two octaves, instantly penetrating layers of bondage and opening up the entire world.

Then……

Close your eyes and open your arms, and you can feel the strong wind rushing through your arms and fingers. The narrow space spreads endlessly. The vast and empty sea of ​​stars spreads out in front of you. The feeling is like... standing on the edge of a steep cliff, shaking, and you may fall and be crushed at any time.

Use your body to feel the strong wind and huge waves rushing in from all directions. The roar above your ears stirs up storm waves. Open your chest to embrace the vast ocean, immerse yourself in the boundless dark blue, gradually melting it, and then gradually becomes small, and finally turns into a grain of dust in the dark blue, escaping into nothingness in the magnificent universe.

"This is not what I was born with!"

Once again!

Ronan's singing easily overwhelms the roaring melody of the audience, truly releasing all the suppressed and suppressed emotions. The torn high notes brightened the entire stage, and the magnificent power swooped towards the earth like a meteor shower-

He can't give up.

He knew that he understood that he understood that he knew that he knew that everything was clear. But... he refused to give up, he didn't want to give up, he couldn't give up, he resisted giving up, because this was not his innate, and there was no gene for giving up in his blood. Even though he knew that giving up was the right choice, he still wanted to persist for a while, just try again.

Stupidly, hold on for a while.

Run stupidly for a while.

He really...can't and can't give up.

Can anyone hear his call for help?

"I frequently read the news on my phone, and endless anxiety came, and fear was once again overwhelmed by loneliness. I hated this. I tried to find a way to relax, but I still couldn't breathe."

"Can anyone hear me?"

The drum beats are getting faster and faster; the blood is getting faster and faster, and the heartbeats are getting faster and faster. The fanatical impact makes the whole chest feel aching. It seems that the heart is about to explode, and a thumping beating from the eardrums, pulling the blood vessels in the temples keep twitching.

Obviously in the surging crowd, the fear surrounding loneliness and loneliness rushed from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, shivering one after another, unable to stop, the toss and turns of anxiety was tearing the soul, but the panic-loving emotions could not find a place to go or a catharsis.

So familiar.

Every audience present is so familiar that anxiety seems to have become a part of life. Everyone can find emotions that they have to experience countless times every day in the melody, and then slowly rise in the rhythm of the blood-blooded melody, like adrenaline.

"It seems that the surrounding walls collapsed and surrounded me. How many times did I want to give up, and no medicine can cure it."

"Who will help me? Anxiety is turning upside down. How many times I want to give up, but I can't."

Every word is so true, and the lyrics of "Anxiety is turning over (i-am-crawling-in-my-skin, literally, I crawl under the skin)" are so appropriate, and they truly outline the stinging pain of emotions rolling and struggling under the skin, and the slightly hot pain is like standing barefoot in the desert in midsummer.

Every word and sentence are crying and talking. The pain hidden in the piano keys is lingering in the drum beats and venting down, like a vine tangled with spikes surrounding the calf. It is bloody, and the bloody pain has torn the protection of the skin, but it is still tightening bit by bit.

However, we still cannot give up.

"I didn't give up in my blood; I was born to refuse to give up."

Duncan's eyes became slightly hot, and even his body became slightly hot. The hot tears blurred his vision, but he could not move, and his muscles were stiff and stood there - maybe it was because of the fatigue at five o'clock in the morning that caused him to lose control of his body, maybe it was because his relaxed spirit completely collapsed and broke down, maybe it was because both were both, and he could no longer make a judgment at this time.

Can't give up.

Refused to give up!

The same is true for Duncan. He wanted to give up his dreams, he wanted to give up his persistence, so he bowed his head and compromised, agreed to the guidance of fate, returned to his ordinary daily life in a regular manner, and admitted down-to-earth that he had accomplished nothing, and thus became one of the thousands of ordinary people.

But... he couldn't do it.

He really can't do it!

Deep in his heart, he still longs to pursue his dreams, he still longs to have a corner of his heart, he still longs to baptize the soul and awaken the spirit, he still longs to be able to truly live, burn life, release energy, because love is because of passion and happiness.

He didn't give up in his blood.

The hot tears broke free from the constraints of their eyes, completely blurring their vision, staring at the figure among the colorful lights in the center of the stage, and the heart also became hot.

Ronan grabbed the microphone with both hands, and a slightly hoarse voice leaked a trace of fragility. The blue veins that appeared on his arms exposed the fact that the muscles in his body were exerting force. The emotions were released in full following the melody, without any concealment or concealment, showing himself truly.

"Who will save me, who will save me? Is anyone here to save me? Who will save me?"

A slightly trembling voice vented in the high notes, as if standing on the edge of a cliff and shouting at the vast ocean, the echoes were never able to get any response. The despair of loneliness and desolation bounced back again, surrounding himself again, the ending sound was slightly out of control, and the surging emotions made the singing no longer perfect, but it was precisely this imperfection that could truly touch the softest part of the audience's heart.

In the gorgeous spotlight, you can vaguely see Ronan's closed eyes, his long eyelashes tremble slightly, and a colorful halo burst out in the light, falling gently on his cheeks, and the fragility, pain and struggles from the heart were unreserved.

At this moment, the darkest moment at dawn truly touched the deepest part of the soul.

Then, the melody slowed down, and only the drum beats were like the sound of diving under the lake, intertwining Ronan's singing slowly pushed forward.

They seemed to have returned to the starting point.

"Save me, as if the surrounding walls collapsed and surrounded me. How many times did I want to give up, but I can't."

The bass and guitar joined, and the lights suddenly lit up and the stars were filled with stars.

"I didn't give up in my blood, it was not something I was born with."

The piano joined again, and the thickness and level of the melody reached its peak again. In just three short lyrics, they rushed to the climax step by step.

Ronan, who had just reached the first high notes, effortlessly released his emotions further, continued to increase by an octave, and sang loudly at the microphone.

"I didn't give up in my blood!"

"Born like this, refuse to give up!"

High notes, one after another, the soul was bathed in shocking baptism, and goose bumps all appeared in an instant, and they began to tremble continuously and couldn't stop at all.
Chapter completed!