Five Hundred and Ninety Eighth Sharp Turn

The words stopped, and the lingering rhyme surged in the air. Johnny's memory traced back to the past along the clues of time, and his thoughts wandered on the surface of the sparkling lake. Re-enter the yellowed world deep in memory.

But it is precisely this kind of silence that makes the aftertaste of the blank space more turbulent. I can't help but let my thoughts flow, exploring the life of the trumpet player——

The jazz band, the situation may be worse than the king for a day, just like the long seven years of darkness they have experienced, the musician may have experienced a worse and worse situation; moreover, he is a genius, as Johnny said. A genius, a genius who was born in the wrong era, the sharp gap between the brilliance of talent and the stereotype of reality tortured him all the time.

Some people are struggling because of their mediocrity, trying to get rid of mediocrity but there is no way out, so they are trapped in the depressing reality of doing nothing.

Some people are tortured because of their talents. Those inspirations and wisdom make them divorced from reality. They are lonely and unrecognized. They walk on the edge of madness and derailment. Every day is on the tip of the knife Dancing wildly, I looked around but couldn't find anyone to confide in.

Mediocrity and genius, they both live in their own planets, the former is bustling and the latter is alone, but the essence of both is loneliness.

For geniuses, even if they want to give up, they have no way to give up, because they are too smart to see everything, there is no turning back from the beginning, and then... there is no place for him in Nuo Da's world.

The focus of Johnny's eyes collapsed, reawakening the memories that had been buried deep in his heart, and then he regained his focus with a slight blink, regaining his usual calm and composure, "One day, he disappeared again, But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find him."

Click.

My heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged.

"Until forty-eight hours later, I found him at the morgue of the Ninety-Nine Police District in Brooklyn. The cause of death was OD."

Johnny ended the story with an emergency brake, and it stopped abruptly before the long and sensational speech, and ended lightly and cleanly. The feeling of falling off a cliff made everyone stunned, and there was a buzzing sound in their minds I was agitated, but I couldn't think or think, I just pressed the pause button suddenly.

OD (overdose), in simple terms, is the white powder, excessive, and then lead to sudden death.

Countless geniuses are all so broken.

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The silence was spreading, and the sunshine in Los Angeles was shining brightly and brilliantly, but it made the silence between them more sad and quiet.

Johnny picked up the glass of martini on the table, drank it down, and said again, "If I knew his location and arrived at the first time, the tragedy would not have happened. Maybe."

Turns out, that's why Johnny installed the surveillance location app.

If you can accurately grasp the whereabouts, if you can rush to the scene as soon as possible, if...

Ronan couldn't imagine Johnny's despair and sadness, nor could he imagine the importance of that trumpet player to Johnny,

It is even more impossible to imagine the pain of the fall of a genius for die-hard jazz supporters, but even as a bystander, just imagining it will make you feel suffocated, breathless, dull and suffering.

"Johnny, even if you are a parent, you can't be responsible for your children all the time. What's more, you are not a superman, and you can't always be the first to arrive..." Ronan tried to comfort Johnny, even if he saved this time , and can't save every time, it's not Johnny's life after all.

But Johnny looked up, looked directly into Ronan's eyes, and interrupted his words, "You don't know." Not angry or irritable, but easy and gentle words with a firm determination, as if he could deeply feel The desperation behind the words, and then, he repeated again, "You'll never know."

No one can judge whether that will be the last time, whether a new situation will be ushered in after the catastrophe, whether escape from the dead will break the cocoon and become a butterfly; and no one can judge whether Johnny can turn the tide and become enlightened Whether it will be tomorrow.

No one can say for sure, because there is no "if" in real life, and the "if" we imagine is just a short fantasy to escape reality.

Johnny needed that "if," to keep a glimmer of hope alive.

The smile was still hanging on the corner of Johnny's mouth, but the slightly surging light in the depths of his eyes made the air slowly settle down.

Ronan opened his mouth, but he didn't continue to speak after all——

Everyone has their own obsessions, which cannot be broken by simple "reasons".

Ronan's silence made the tense Johnny complete an emergency brake on the verge of an explosion, and he did not lose control after all, and then the conversation quieted down again.

Johnny slowly leaned back in the chair, only then did he realize that because of the surging emotions, he still couldn't control it after all, and the body language movements of leaning forward slightly revealed his inner emotions, which made him let out a little breath , calmed down a little, and then continued.

"If you don't like it, I can turn off the surveillance function."

Johnny came to a conclusion, but after going around for a while, this kind of ups and downs didn't look right, and everyone including Ollie cast puzzled eyes——

you sure?

The story just now was obviously not like this, why did there suddenly come a drifting turn? Turning too fast, the tires are almost on fire!

Bathed in stares, Johnny said unhurriedly, "But I'll turn on your 'find my phone' feature."

Simply put, changing the soup does not change the medicine.

However, after changing the way of saying it, it seems that it is not so...responsive.

"Find my phone" is a function to prevent the phone from being lost or stolen, to ensure the safety of the phone, and to avoid the leak of photos or contact information in it; but the "degree of surveillance" is like making mistakes or even committing crimes, and being monitored all the time. Supervision, every move is fully exposed, there is no privacy.

It is obviously the same thing, why does it feel different?

Looking at each other, it seems that maybe maybe maybe maybe... It's acceptable.

Ollie and Cliff seemed to be a little more comfortable, not as repulsive as before, but Ronan didn't speak, still staring at Johnny.

Johnny didn't continue to defend himself. This is his style of conduct and his bottom line. If the band members are not satisfied, the cooperation can fail immediately, but he is not prepared to compromise, so he calmly bathed in Ronan's sight, Calmly and calmly waiting for Ronan's judgment.

Silence spread between the two of them again. Both Ollie and Cliff could feel the tension in the air, and their eyes could not help but go back and forth between the two of them.

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