Chapter 1171 Perfect World
Everything, so simple.
There is no need for a grand stage, complicated instruments, or colorful lights, just a guitar and a voice are enough.
The melody flows from the depths of the soul, singing softly and touching the heartstrings.
Eee.
The bar door opened again, the cold air rushed in with all its teeth, and the hustle and bustle of the outside world briefly invaded.
But this time, no one cared.
When Anne Hathaway entered the bar, she saw this scene. There were not many guests in the tavern, but the guests were all immersed in their thoughts, looking toward the stage quietly and intently, their minds racing in the passionate melody.
At one glance, she saw him.
That man is so chic and wanton, so uninhibited and so casual. No matter when and where he is, he can own the whole world as long as he opens his arms.
He sat quietly on the spot, the hazy halo falling down, slowly outlining his outline. Those blue pupils hidden in the shadows were so deep and so quiet. He looked penniless and desolate, but only needed a moment. A guitar.
Fingertips fly and sing loudly.
That clean and clear voice is rising steadily. When it touches the high notes, the curling tail notes leak out a little hoarseness, quietly hiding the vicissitudes of life and scars, but they are fleeting.
Then, the singing disappeared into the melody, and there was no need to sing anymore. There was only a guitar playing wildly, and the collision of fingertips and strings was like ballet, dancing wantonly and crazily.
It's like the end of the world.
It doesn’t even require an audience.
He was completely immersed in his own melody, standing at the end of the world and the end of time, singing to his heart's content——
The mountains, the vast oceans, and the sky full of stars all surrendered before him.
The surging melody made the blood of every audience present boil and burn. They ran faster and faster, and finally merged into the wind.
Forgot myself.
Annie stood there, staring blankly at the figure.
At this moment, she saw the vicissitudes and scars on his body, and at the same time she saw him face the setbacks and hardships calmly with a positive and optimistic attitude. The light blooming deep in his soul made people unable to take their eyes away.
That indifference and calmness turned out to be the essence that settled after washing away the lead.
Playing, all the way to the top, climbing to the peak, and then returning to nature and calmness, leaving only a slight smile at the corner of the mouth.
The turmoil in the entire bar slowly calmed down little by little.
The man's eyes were gentle and happy as he stared at Guitar in his arms. The old man who had accompanied him along the way hummed softly again.
"But if you really loved me, why did you leave me?"
"Take me away, take me away..."
"All I want, all I want is to find someone, find someone... just like you." (Note 1)
The strong winds, huge waves, and heat waves all calmed down, and I returned to that early summer afternoon, lying on the green grassland on the edge of the ocean cliff, with my hands behind my head, looking at the ever-changing clouds in the sky.
Singing like gentle wind and drizzle lingered in my ears.
"Same as you... hmm hmm..."
So gentle and so melodious, the long coda makes the thoughts extend and extend in the sunshine, until the last edges and waves have all calmed down.
"You...oh oh oh..."
The slowly fluctuating sound of the strings flew in the ending, and finally the fingertips stopped, just letting the remaining resonance vibrate silently in the air.
Finally, the playing had stopped altogether.
He still sat there, seizing the pace of time.
The entire tavern was silent, and no one was willing to break the tranquility of this moment. Only the looming noises were still stirring in the air, reflecting the silence in front of them, and their hearts were on the verge of bursting in their chests.
Then he spoke again.
There is no accompaniment, it is sung completely a cappella, like a lullaby. "Yeah, yeah..."
The breeze, drizzle, and sunshine gently caress your face, healing the scars on your heart bit by bit.
Finally, it's over.
He raised his eyes and saw the group of people standing at the door of the bar.
There was no one in the bar originally, and it was clear at a glance that the guests were sitting obediently in their seats, so that the small group of people standing at the door easily stood out, and they could not be missed just by raising their eyes.
He saw her.
She also saw him and accidentally looked into those blue eyes.
The heartbeat skipped a beat.
Inexplicably, the scene in "Casablanca" appeared in Anne's mind——
There are so many cities in the world, and there are so many taverns in the city, but she chose to walk into my tavern.
Caught off guard, his cheeks felt slightly hot.
Just when Anne was at a loss, the guests in the tavern clapped their hands vigorously.
Thunderous applause.
This relieved Annie's embarrassment. She quickly looked away and started clapping. When she raised her eyes again and looked over, the man had already retracted his gaze and continued to stare at the guitar in his arms.
The tavern was abuzz.
Although the audience is limited, they seem to be clapping their hands with all their strength at this time, because this is the only way to vent the turbulent emotions at this moment.
It's bitter, it's happiness.
It's relief, it's sadness.
Everyone has their own story, but they all invariably find their own resonance frequency in the melody, reawakening hidden memories, and the wounds that were once thought to be healed are pulled again, and then healed again.
So focused, so immersed, my heart was surging and my blood was boiling but I couldn't describe it accurately in words. In the end, it just turned into a ruthless applause machine.
The applause was not high-pitched, and there were less than twenty people in the entire tavern; but the applause was so abundant and so enthusiastic, filling the entire space.
Under the stage lights, the man approached the microphone.
"Don't be so enthusiastic, otherwise I will have the illusion that this is Madison Square Garden, and the next step may be to charge tickets."
With a light joke, the audience burst into laughter.
Men don't care.
"You continue, and I will continue, don't worry, there is no need to be stressed, I don't mind you enjoying your time."
After finishing his words, without waiting for a response, his fingertips gently plucked the strings again.
There were some trivial noises of conversation in the tavern again, but this time the situation was slightly different. People quickly looked towards the stage again——
Appreciating the performance is more important than talking. After all, this is the reason why they chose a tavern where the performance is arranged, isn't it?
Even though the man in front of them was so unfamiliar, "LeVeon Davis", a name they had never heard of before, it did not affect their appreciation of the performance at all.
"Annie?"
The call from her companion made Anne look away, hurriedly covering up her panic, and looked over with wide eyes.
Jake Gyllenhaal looked back with the same big round eyes.
"We should find a position. We can't stand here forever."
The other people nearby did not wait for Annie to respond and took the initiative to find a spacious place to sit down.
Annie took a deep breath and tried to hide her turbulent emotions with a smile, "Of course. I just think the performance was good. It seems that we have found the right place."
Note 1: All-I-Want——Kodaline
(End of chapter)