Chapter 1386 The vast ocean
"Come on, come on!"
"Who else! At worst, it's just a life, who is afraid of whom! Come on!"
> "Die together, you want to die together, I will accompany you to the end. Come on, let's die together, and you'll have to endure it, no one needs to suffer any more."
He was crazy, completely crazy.
The eyes were red, the nose was blue and swollen, and the blood was dripping. The whole body was waving its fists with murderous aura, attacking without discrimination, and its staggering steps swayed in the clouds, and the last trace of strength in its body was exhausted. Finally, it knelt down and felt endless grievances. And the anger exploded heart-wrenchingly.
I want to cry but can't cry. In the end, I just shouted loudly, squeezing all my strength.
"Ah!"
Mother hugged him tightly, shouting his name over and over again.
However, he couldn't hear it, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions. Why? Why are these people unwilling to let him and his mother go? Why do they still have nothing to kill? Why do they already live in hell but still have no end?
Why did he endure and retreat and try to understand that they are all victims. They also have suffering but in the end they are scarred? Why do victims hurt each other? Why didn't they give him and his mother a chance to start over? Why do their guilt and concessions become the aggressive weaknesses and weaknesses of those victims?
Why!
What's wrong with this world?
Ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Screaming, Anson tried to vent all his emotions from his body.
"Ansen!"
Someone shouted, but Ansen didn't want to listen and refused to calm down.
He wanted to escape, escape to the ends of the world, stay away from his father and his mother. He even wanted to stay away from himself, and he had never hated himself so much.
His incompetence. His weakness. His stupidity. His vulnerability.
He hated himself, he just wanted to strangle himself to end it all with his own hands.
Escape, run wildly, sprint.
The biting cold penetrated into the pores along his feet. He realized that he had entered the beach again. The waves tied up his ankles. Before he could react, it dragged his body into the ocean and was endless. blue swallow.
H!
A wave hit the head and face, An Sen subconsciously held his breath, and his whole body disappeared into a blue, the boundless blue surrounded him, and the cold and salty sea water penetrated into the wound, bursts of prickling. The pain and pulling are almost tearing the skin, and all the internal organs can feel the pain that penetrates the bone marrow, and they involuntarily begin to struggle, trying to get rid of the pain.
Then, he suddenly realized that it would be better to just do it and end it like this.
The waves whistled in his ears, the deep and thorough blue entered his body along the wound, the blood vessels became cold and bone-black, and oxygen bubbles squeezed out from his lungs bit by bit. He gradually gave up struggling and followed the flow of the waves lightly. The swayed slowly and sank slowly, and a stinging pain spreads around the lungs as the center.
So, is this the end?
The ending doesn't seem that bad either.
The eyelids were a little heavy, slowly rising from the jaws, the endless blue became darker and thicker, and finally evolved into black, and the boundless black completely surrounded him.
In this way, it's okay, everything is over, and there is no need to worry about anything anymore.
The period, this is the period.
"Ansen, Ansen...Ansen!"
A voice suddenly pulled Ansen and drilled out of the water. Oxygen broke through the blisters and forced it into his throat. The gravity was so strong that it was But the weight strangely pulled the body and hit the ground. The upside down and upside down made the world spin at high speed. Ansen sat upright, feeling the softness of the quilt and mattress with both hands, gasping for sweat, and his brain was almost swollen. It was about to explode, and the whole body was sore-
It was like being beaten up hard.
"Ansen..."
"Ansen, what's wrong? Talking to me, what's wrong, don't scare mom." That was...
While in a daze and half-awake, Ansen looked over with the sound.
Then, I saw Nora's face.
Anson's brain was spinning, and he couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality for a while. Nora in front of him also overlapped with the face of his mother in his previous life.
Those worries, those fears, those tears that flashed deep in the eyes.
So, is he still in his dream now? Or return to reality?
But how to confirm, where is reality?
Maybe, he is still trapped in his previous life. The so-called time-travel and rebirth are simply a dream. He has just returned to reality for a brief moment, but now he has returned to dream?
The past three years have been just an imagination of my own?
Because reality is too painful, he is burying into his fantasy world again?
A pain was pulled and exploded in the temple, as if the entire brain was pried open, the nerves were tense to the extreme and almost broke. When the pain reached the extreme, it couldn't scream, and all the sounds disappeared in the deepest part of the soul .
A sensation made the muscles cramp, and the breathing was cut off again in an instant.
"Anson..."
On the side, someone handed a glass of milk.Anson looked over the milk, first seeing Lucas, then Charles, and the whole family was all together. .
What's going on in front of you?
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Who am I where am I doing what am I doing?
The confusion between dreams and reality, the entanglement of past and present lives has made Anson lose his direction.
Ansen took the milk and poured it in in one breath. The cold and almost stiff stomach seemed to finally feel a little warm, and his consciousness was a little clearer.
Look around and the ocean has disappeared, and the beach has disappeared. This is an ordinary hotel room, a room that has been very familiar to you in recent times.
Dream, or reality?
Anson smiled at Nora and gently pulled the corner of his mouth, "Nightmare. I just had a nightmare, a very long nightmare."
Lucas's eyebrows Frowning tightly, "What did you dream about?"
An Sen's words were a little awkward and said half-jokingly, "My past life."
Charles relaxed a little, "Isn't that good?"
Anson spread his hands, "What I look like now should be the answer."
Nora didn't speak, but just put her forehead on her forehead. Holding Anson's forehead, as if Anson was still a seven-year-old child, he used this method to test Anson's body temperature. A hint of toughness appeared in his slightly red eyes. Despite Anson's resistance, Nora still insisted on completing the movement stubbornly. .
Body temperature, fortunately, there was no fever.
Anson waited for Nora to finish testing her body temperature with her forehead, and then looked at Nora and showed a helpless smile.
"I'm sure now? I'm fine."
"I'm no longer a child. I told you that I'm fine, that's fine. If I'm sick, wouldn't I know?"
" >As he said, he lifted the quilt, stepped on the ground with his feet, curled his toes, and carefully felt the pull of gravity and the sense of stability coming from the ground. His heart, which had been floating in the air and swaying left and right, finally slowly returned to the ground.
Ansen took steps towards the bathroom, but it seemed as if the clone could not control his body. His knees weakened and he fell forward. Finally, he barely supported the ground with both hands, and his breath became disordered again .
"Ansen!"
Lucas stepped up and prepared to protect Anson, but was still half a beat slower.
(This chapter ends)