Chapter 1260: Not goodbye

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Ryan Baldwin was lying on the hospital bed calmly and calmly. It seemed that there was no difference from the last meeting, just because the hour hand had passed midnight and was too tired to fall into deep sleep. The shallow breath almost disappeared, the bright moonlight vaguely outlined the lines of his face, and the usual vitality rested quietly at night when the night was quiet, accumulating energy waiting for the next eruption.
Everything is too peaceful to be realistic.
Lu Ke always couldn't help but think of the vigorous Ryan Baldwin, bathed in bright sunlight, wearing a red home shirt on the 14th, with red and gold oil paint painted on his cheeks and blooming in his eyes Shining tremendously, waving his arms high, shouting hard at him, "Bambi, let's sprint towards the champion together, shall we?"
The vigorous and wanton vitality was so hot that it almost scalded the skin, so that the sun hanging above the blue sky became eclipsed, jumping hard, shouting hard, tumbling with all strength, releasing life All the brilliance of the world led to the vast golden ocean, and the entire candlestick stadium was dyed with dazzling colors.
Lu Ke closed his eyes in a panic, before the sour and painful break through the of willpower, he suddenly suppressed the surging emotions, but he could not stop the sorrow from spreading in his heart, and his mouth was full of bitterness.
Opening his eyes again, Ryan still lay there calmly, motionless, all the vitality and vitality so lightly shed the light little by little, and faded from colorful to gray and black and white, and finally fell into a total silence Among them, life slipped between the fingers like gravel, the harder it was, the more it couldn't be grasped.
Ryan Baldwin is gone.
The Ryan who did n’t give up at the lowest point of the San Francisco 49ers. The Ryan who always believed that the San Francisco 49ers were the best team in the world. The Ryan who always shouted "Fighting ceaselessly." Even in a wheelchair, he refused to give up Ryan chasing the pace of the Super Bowl ...
The Ryan who became embarrassed in front of her favorite girl, the Ryan who was moved to tears in the night of the Super Bowl, the Ryan who was bathed in the sun and shouted
Let ’s defend together
towards the landing, That Ryan, who has the blood of nine people at any time and any place ...
he's gone.
Gone forever.
"Bambi, this is our best year, right?"
They walked side by side together, rushed to their feet, and rushed to the peak of the Super Bowl in the glorious golden ocean. Those joys and happiness were still vivid, and they seemed to be able to feel the flying golden red paper ; But in a blink of an eye, he stopped forever, standing on the spot, watching them continue to rush, and then so far away, suddenly, he was no longer seen by his side.
The sight fell on Ryan's body, which was still the familiar red number 14 jersey, and Lu Ke's handwriting remained looming.
"To Ryan Baldwin,
If they said, who cares if another light goes out, under the stars, it is flashing? Yes, I care.
Lu Ke. "
Even if he said goodbye, he still wore this beloved jersey, because this is the proof of his existence.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Ryan is only a nine-person. There are tens of millions of nine people in this city. Ryan is only a trivial member; but in the view of Lu Ke, Ryan is It is an important member of countless nine people. Even the faint ray of starlight is an irreplaceable part of the stars.
Without those tiny stars, how can they bring out the brilliance of those bright stars?
What's more, Ryan is not an ordinary nine person, he is Ryan Baldwin, he is Ryan Baldwin who has awakened the golden sea of ​​Candlestick Stadium, he is a redefining the soul of the San Francisco 49 people En-Baldwin, now this light is quietly extinguished under the stars.
Yes, Lu Ke cares.
"God, you lost money this time." Lu Ke's mouth outlined a big smile, but the tears in his eyes still couldn't restrain it. He whirled in the depths of his eyes, the more sad the more brilliant. , The more painful, the brighter.
"I tell you that our goal this year is to defend the title, but you are about to miss this journey. You will regret it, and regret to jump in place. Because all this will be extremely exciting, and it will always be in the team history The page is more exciting than last year ’s Super Bowl championship. "
"How? Are you starting to regret it now?"
Lu Ke raised his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes, and laughed lightly, "Hah. It doesn't matter, you know, I will keep my promise, take your dreams and my persistence, and move towards the defending The goal keeps on going. I will record the scenery along the way carefully, and then I will tell you all. I am a master storyteller. How about it? Have n’t you found it before? "
"Fighting ceaselessly, Ryan, do you remember? This is our belief and conviction. It used to be, it is now, and it is also in the future. I wo n’t be knocked down easily until I reach the finish line. The battle is constant. "" As he said, Lu Ke's voice still shook slightly after all.
Fighting ceaselessly.
Fighting ceaselessly!
Ryan, did n’t we say yes? Fight side by side! Let us see, who will stick to the end this time! But why did you suddenly fall behind? This journey has just begun, you have chosen to stand still, this is not the Ryan Baldwin I know, things should not be like this!
"Fighting ceases." Lu Ke whispered softly, but instead of the usual excitement / love, he revealed a deep sadness, the Ryan who lit the candlestick stadium hope, the one who understood Lu Ke's heart The terrified Ryan, the battle of his own, came to an end after all.
Lu Ke looked at Ryan quietly. It seemed that at a certain moment, Ryan would suddenly open his eyes, and then clenched his fists and shouted his arms, shouting, "Endless battle! Bambi, let us move towards defending together Sprint it! "As if everything in front of you is just a bad prank, then they can fight side by side again.
But nothing happened, nothing.
Lu Ke's mood gradually calmed down, but he said in a low voice but firmly, "Ryan, I will do it."
This is not the end, nor is it goodbye. The journey that belongs to Ryan is still going on; the story that belongs to Lu Ke is still being written; the history of 49 people who belong to San Francisco is still being recorded ... the battle that belongs to them is still being staged!
Lu Ke straightened his waist bar again, wiped all the embarrassment above his cheeks, pushed the wheelchair and turned around, and looked again at Jonathan sitting next to him, "This is not the end, you know, right? The battle will continue, we will carry Ryan's weight and continue to move forward. Before the regular season began, I had an agreement with Ryan and I will fulfill this commitment. Jonathan, you are willing to join us Keep going? "
Jonathan raised his head, staring at Lu Ke in front of him, as unprecedentedly serious.
At this time, Jonathan's mind slowly recovered. It was the man in front of him who gave the team hope and Ryan hope. In the past two years, they have become the happiest and luckiest in the world. Fans seem to have stolen two years from the dark days.
This man is still in front of us. In today's arduous opener, he took the injury and led the team to complete an epic reversal. Farewell to Ryan for this victory, and opened the defense with this victory. The journey, in the last glory of Ryan's life, hope is still shining.
Ryan stopped moving forward, but the team that carried all the weight of Ryan's soul did not.
A weak candlelight was rekindled deep inside Jonathan's heart, exuding a little warmth, and making the body's muscles feel crisp again. He tried to say something, but found that any language became pale and weak, unable to express at all One ten thousandth of the inner emotions.
Jonathan turned to look at Ryan, depicting Ryan's facial features through dim tears, so the voice naturally found the vent, "the battle continues."
He said that the fighting continued.
This is not the end. This is not the end. This is not goodbye.
Jonathan slowly straightened his waist. Although his body muscles were as rigid as marble, and every subtle movement consumed countless energy, he still stood upright firmly, and his eyes met Lu Ke directly and frankly. , Resolutely repeating the sentence just now, "Endless battle!"
This battle continues.
Jonathan's gaze gradually became firmer, the wounds of the beloved will never disappear, but eventually the scab will heal, and the edges and corners will eventually be smoothed, and then stay on the chest forever, accompanying him to continue the journey of life "Bambi, thank you." Jonathan finally found his voice and his own thoughts, and that was the first thought that popped up in his mind.
Lu Ke was injured.
Jonathan was only aware of this later.
In fact, Lu Ke is absolutely unnecessary to appear tonight, he can choose to come to the hospital with other teammates tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, or even only need to show up at the funeral, because Ryan is just a fan, not a pro Unjust fans, ordinary members of all living beings, benevolence and etiquette do, then there is no criticism.
But Lu Ke chose to come to the hospital as soon as possible tonight. There was no media and no fans. Naturally, he did not pay attention. Maybe the whole world did not know about this matter. Lu Ke didn't care at all, just to say goodbye; What's more, Lu Ke was injured, and the whole city knew that Lu Ke was injured. This sincere friendship is self-evident.
"I just came here to say goodbye to my old friend." Lu Ke said with a smile.