Chapter 1373 Drowning Wood
The stomach is rolling, the rationality is derailed, and the body seems to be faintly hot.
Anson, want to vomit.
An impulse to vomit, continuously hitting, seems to be able to get rid of control at any time. The semi -dream and half -wake -up, head heavy and light rush disrupt the center of gravity and balance, and the world rotates upside down upside down.
Smart, walking between reality and illusions, a kind of impulse, one desire and one possession is getting rid of the restraint and entering the chaos.
At this moment, Johnny is crazy-
Strong possessive desire and aggressiveness, regardless of whether it is.
Similarly, Anson is crazy-
He seemed to be invading Johnny's soul, grasping the strong desire.
Did Johnny forget Vivian? Did Johnny forget his faith? In the church, divorce and derailment are a sin?
No, he didn't.
He knew that he always remembered, but in front of the darkness, those lonely and the pain, the pain, completely defeated him and exposed his smallness.
Human and fragile.
Hehe, he once thought he was strong enough. He once believed that he was firm enough. In the face of loneliness erosion and temptation of desire, he could adhere to his heart. No matter what happened, he was unmoved.
But what about reality?
He easily succumbed in front of the dark like an ant, and he kneeling begging the devil's mercy and sympathy. The bright and beautiful appearance has long been rotten.
Standing in front of Joan Carter, on the one hand, eager for Joan Carter can save him, hold his hand and leave the darkness; on the one hand, he is eager to drag Joan Carter into the darkness, so that he will not continue to be lonely; on the other hand, he will not be lonely; I was scared by myself twisted and dirty thoughts, and I didn't even dare to look directly at Joan Carter, lest she exposed her nature in front of her.
Miscellaneous, contradictory, pull.
Just as Anon then.
He also thinks that he is different, and he also thinks that he can change the world, and he also thinks that he is a superhero; however, after the outbreak of his father's affairs, he fell from the peak to the bottom overnight. He had no counterattack ability.
What is even more terrible is that he is tired. He doesn't want to continue to continue to struggle. He pushes all the faults to others. As long as he condemns others, he can win a brief breathing space and stretch the breath in the mud and darkness.
His small, his despicable, his ugliness, he dare not face himself, and he dare not face others, and even tried to cruelly pull everyone around him to get rid of himself. This is what he escapes his soul. way.
He hated himself, but he was still embarrassed to curl up in the darkness.
It turned out that his soul was so small and not worth mentioning.
However.
What is the most cruel and ridiculous in reality is that if he doesn't look at himself, then he can never be saved, no one can save him, whether it is affection, friendship or love, unless he dares to face his ugliness and embarrassment, otherwise at the end, the last one will be As a result, it was just a betrayal.
After coming to this time and space, Anson tried to let go of the past and completely get rid of the dark entanglement, and the past things stayed in the mud in the past forever; You must return to the past, enter the darkness, and face the self.
A despicable and fragile soul.
Anson noticed the panic and fear in Joan Carter's eyes.
Although he couldn't understand Joan Carter's mood, he knew he had to grab the weakness of Joan Carter. He needed Joan Carter to face the spark between them. Floating wood.
No longer escape.
So, between dizziness and brain swelling, a naked cruelty showed in his eyes, as if looking at Joan Carter struggling under his claws.
He is close to the microphone.
This is not inquiries, but decision.
As soon as Joan Carter looked up, he saw a deep light light in those turbid eyes, cruel and proud, overlooking her on the ground.
She finally understood that Johnny has been planning this scene and has been patiently waiting for opportunities.
She has nowhere to escape. Joan Carter took a deep breath, raised his hand to block the microphone, made every effort to control his anger, and kept his smiles but gritted his teeth to declare his position at Johnny.
"John! I don't want to sing that song. This is not appropriate, that's what I recorded with my ex -husband. I can't sing."
It turns out to be-
Joan Carter didn't want to pour oil on the fire and let herself fall into a worse predicament. Imagine that she just divorced and turned to sing this song with another man?
What did she become in the eyes of others?
However, Johnny had to seize the opportunity. How could he let Joan Carter get rid of? He pulled the distance and lowered his voice. "There is no more suitable choice."
There was a touch of pride in his eyes. Cold and cruel.
But Ruisan tightly frowned because of the alcohol of the rushing.
I couldn't dare to lift my eyes and look at the man in front of me, so familiar, still handsome and handsome, but the soul in the eyes was so strange, the domineering and forced possession made his face distorted.
Rui Qi, a little stunned.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
The struggle and pull that was unable to describe a language dragged her to fall into the ice cellar.
She was preparing to speak, but never expected that the band had begun to play-
Luther. Marshall. They were all the puppets, all stood behind Johnny, and did not give her a chance to struggle at all.
Rui Qian couldn't believe it, as if he had just seen Angeson's starting shooting, he didn't care about the appearance of Hang Erlang. In the middle, Anson's face evolved into Johnny.
Joan Carter's breathing was instantly broken.
She stared at the man in front of her, "I won't sing."
Johnny's pupils rocked together, slightly panicked, and moved Joan Carter's sight, moved slightly up, looking at Joan Carter's eyebrows, and a little begging in inadvertently in his voice.
"Qiong, just sing."
Then, do not refute Joan Carter, turn his head and start singing near the microphone.
"... I have arms."
Ruisan stared at Anson, 0.01 seconds, that is, a short moment, she did not know the man in front of her at all, the kind of anger and despair set off the mountain tsunami deep inside, and the deep sense of weakness grabbed the ankle fall under the ankle fall. Essence
But she did not respond.
Between the electric light, she reappeared, forcibly pulled the corner of her mouth, facing the audience, and hurriedly put on the mask that was not in the knife and gun.
Laughing, Qiong, laugh, this is just a body, there is nothing big -
Like a walking dead.
At this moment, at that second, Joan Carter could feel a chills from the top of the feet, a despair instantly frozen the heart.
anger. fear. sorrow. Bitter.
A brain burst out, but it was far more than that, and there was a kind of loss.
People always say that there is no sincerity in the fame and fortune, and only idiot will entrust the sincerity in the world of spotlights without reservation and deliver all their trust.
Now it seems that she is a fool.
(End of this chapter)