I'm not attached to any way you're showing up
I'm not attached to any way you're showing up
I'm just gonna love you like the woman I love
I'm just gonna love you like the woman I love
Yeah, I'm gonna love you
In West Palm Beach Beach Park, Link sits in a blue suit at a piano with his hands on the black and white keys, playing and singing "The Woman I Love" surrounded by grass, a dolphin-shaped fountain, and an awning adorned with flowers.
By the time he finished singing, there was a loud round of applause and cheers, everyone clamoring for Link's performance.
Link smiled softly and got up to bow to everyone.
Today was the wedding day of Daniel, the partner of the hot dog store next door, and his bride was Ms. Lina from the ice cream store.
It was said that Daniel went there every day to buy an ice cream in order to woo Lina, became the best tasting customer of Lina's ice cream store, and ate his stomach several times because of it.
After persisting for more than three years in a row, he finally touched Lina and agreed to his marriage proposal on New Year's Day, and the lovers were united.
"Daniel, Lina, congratulations!"
Link looked at the groom Daniel who was wearing a black suit in front of him, despite his neck being hot and sweaty, his face was still full of happy smiles, and beside him was Lina who was a beautiful girl in a white wedding dress.
The two were a good match together.
Link hugged the two and congratulated them.
"Link, thank you, letting you, a big star, accompany our wedding, Lina and I must be the happiest couple in the world."
Daniel smiled as he pulled Lina into a hug.
"Haha, yes, so you must continue to be happy."
Link patted him on the shoulder and hugged him again.
The wedding continued, Daniel and the bride Lina were on the green lawn with red carpet, holding the microphone to talk about their love story, from meeting each other to knowing each other, falling in love, and now finally coming together, although they didn't have a mansion, sports cars, jewelry, they definitely had more happiness than those who lived in mansions.
"I'm so envious of Daniel, if I had known I would have gone to Lina's ice cream store to buy ice cream to eat."
In the front row audience, Link lived in the center, with Fatty James on his left and Michael on his right, both of whom were also wearing suits and serving as the best man at the wedding.
Hearing Daniel talk about his pursuit of Lina, James' rounded face broke out into an envious emoticon.
"You have a girlfriend too right, named."
Link remembered James saying that he also had a girlfriend, or a girl he met at the Pink Lover's Bar after the Americas qualifying tournament in '08, he could think of what the girl looked like in general but couldn't recall the name.
"Brenda!"
James said with a shrug of his rounded shoulders and rubbed his palms together, "We broke up after only four months or so of dating, she didn't like it here, especially not on the beach, she said it was too quiet, too few people, she liked somewhere more lively, and then I heard from someone else that she went to New York."
Link patted him on his fleshy back, "There are so many girls on the beach, you're perfectly capable of finding another one."
James took care of the small Baker dive store, through the driving force of Link's fame, he could also earn more than 100,000 dollars a year, and he was now worth several hundred thousand dollars, which was considered to be a small rich man.
"I can't find one, now those girls ask me about you whenever they see me, I'm worried about saying the wrong thing in an interview like last time, I'm afraid to say anything, how can I find a girlfriend?"
James gave him a sultry look.
"This is my fault? I told you, feel free to say anything, don't worry about revealing any secrets, and even if you do, it's okay, it's your guts that are too small, how can you blame me."
Link said irritably.
"Really tell me anything? It's okay to say that you dated Emma and Gadot in the carriage the year before?"
James squeezed his little eyes and grinned a wicked grin.
Link thought about it for a moment, the video of himself and Emma making out had been blown up, and the scandal between the two in '08 had been rehashed by the media in the same old way, so it didn't really matter if it was known that he and Emma had dated in a small store, it was just one more piece of gossip.
And with Gal Gadot being married and Tyler knowing that he had dated Gadot, there was nothing wrong with saying it, and the two had been rumored in the press before anyway.
He told James it was okay to talk about it, he didn't need him to keep anything a secret.
"How are you and Taylor doing? Did she ever forgive you?"
James asked, scratching his hot, reddened cheeks.
Link shook his head.
Taylor's phone still wasn't working and emails weren't being answered.
Mrs. Andrea told him that it had been explained to Taylor on his behalf, but Taylor hadn't said anything.
Selena staggered and told him that when she went to the villa yesterday, Taylor had closed up, stayed alone in the piano room, unlocked the door, and didn't see anyone, and didn't respond when she talked to her.
Selena said that she took a small ladder, climbed to the window to take a look, Taylor in the piano room to write songs, the floor is littered with sheet music manuscript paper, there are hundreds of sheets.
Hearing that Taylor was writing a song, Link knew he was miserable, and would surely be cursed out in her song, and at the same time was relieved.
Living with Taylor for more than a year, there is some understanding of her, optimistic and simple, positive, more in the evaluation of unexpected people, whether in music or in other aspects are in extreme pursuit of perfection, as long as in the media to see the more professional and negative comments, will be under great pressure, can not eat and sleep, but also will continue to reflect on it until there is no one to criticize her.
When she encounters something happy or unhappy, she will write about it in her songs, and after she has written about it, she will slowly calm down.
This time she had written hundreds of drafts of paper, so I hope she would not be so angry afterward.
"Now will the groom please place the wedding ring on the bride!"
The priest officiating the wedding said from the aisle.
Daniel glanced downstage and Link nudged Fat James, who looked at him quizzically.
"The ring! The ring!"
"Oh! I have it here, I almost forgot."
James felt around on his body, sweating profusely, and finally found a small red box in the lining pocket of his suit, and shaking his round figure he ran onto the stage and handed Daniel his wedding ring.
After delivering the ring, James returned to his seat and breathed a huge sigh of relief.
"Daniel's going to close the hot dog place here after he gets married and move downtown to open a fast food place with Lina, James, are you going to stay here?"
Michael said as he clapped his hands next to him.
James fat face froze for a moment, "Daniel and Linda are leaving?"
"Yes, I'm getting ready to get out of here and see the outside world as well, but it will be within the year."
Michael said.
"Why? Why are you all leaving, isn't it good to stay on the beach?"
James asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"The beach is great, but no one is going to stay here for the rest of their lives, so why don't you take advantage of your youth and see the outside, don't you want to see the Empire State Building in New York, the Brooklyn Bridge, Universal Studios in Hollywood, the Walk of Fame, and Las Vegas Never Sleeps, sunrise in Yellowstone, and snow in the Rockies? Don't you want to see all that?"
Michael asked.
James shook his head, his meaty face following, "No, don't want to, it's too far, a lot of traveling, Link, have you seen any of these, are they as beautiful as Miami Beach?"
Link thought about it, he had driven past the Empire State Building, crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, filmed in a movie town, seen the tiles of people's names on the Walk of Fame, and stayed a few nights at the Paragon, the most luxurious hotel in Vegas, but he hadn't really paid much attention to whether they were beautiful or not himself because he had been so busy working.
"They're all good, each with its own characteristics!"
Link said in a serious manner.
"I want to go and take a look."
Michael said with longing in his eyes.
"Alright, you all go, I'll stay here alone."
James shrugged his shoulders full of loss.
"Why don't you come with me to Los Angeles, there's sunny beaches, palm trees, and great scenery there in LA too, and you can keep the dive gear store on Santa Monica Beach, business will be better than on Miami Beach."
Link said as he took him by the shoulders.
"Los Angeles? I heard it's more chaotic there, blacks are constantly robbing the streets, hundreds died in the big riots in '92."
James said scratching his burning face.
"The big earthquake in Port-au-Prince in January killed and injured 300,000 to 400,000 people, 32,000 people died from gun violence in the United States of America last year, and more than 100,000 people died from various sudden illnesses, do you want to live in space?"
Link said helplessly.
"Well, I'm just saying, I'll have to think about going to LA, maybe I'll go over there, but not now."
James said with a quirked brow.
Link didn't try to persuade him any further, it was up to the fat man to go or not, the only thing he could do as a friend to help him was to encourage him and offer a helping hand if necessary.
Daniel's wedding is over, Link returned to the beach, helped deal with a batch of diving equipment, and arranged for the freight company to send the yacht to Los Angeles, and by the way, bought a villa in Miami Gardens, convenient to come back to vacation in the future.
(End of chapter)