Chapter 1406 Small flaw
"Hmph...hum..."
Silently, gently, Ansen hummed, like standing at the end of the world The light and gentle singing seemed to break when touched.
He just curled up carefully in the dark corner, hiding himself with all his might, scarred and broken, trying to call for help—
However, no one knew, no one cared, just like that Leave that lonely and fragile soul in endless darkness and let him die there.
"There is no end here... there is no farewell here..."
"Escape all... into the darkness..." (Note 1)
In the humming softly, sadness is injected into notes, The helplessness and confusion that flows through the words floats away in the strong wind and cannot grasp the center of gravity.
After a sudden slight, Lucas' heart curled up hard, the fear was clearer than ever before -
He seemed to be losing Anson.
"Ansen..."
A hoarse voice squeezed out from Lucas' throat, calling repeatedly, tapping on the window gently, trying to attract Ansen's attention.
Unfortunately, Anson still didn't respond.
Ansen was just murmuring, "Time passed... Time passed..."
It's too late, everything is too late, missing is missing, there's no time left again There is no chance, and parting is destined to escape into the darkness.
No!
"Anson."
"Anson!"
Lucas called out one after another. He was scared, fearful than ever before. The childhood nightmare hit his heart again. Turning around, he could no longer find Ansen. He stood in the surging crowd coming and going, shouting and searching, but Ansen was still missing.
"Anson, wake up! Anson Wood!"
finally.
Ansen came out of his vacuum shell, raised his head along the sound, and found the face between the iron window railings, familiar but unfamiliar.
Lucas held his hands tightly, and because he tried too hard, his body trembled slightly uncontrollably, constantly forcing himself to remain calm.
He needs to be calm.
"Ansen, look at me, it's me, Luca."
"Tell me, what did you see? Ansen, talk to me, I am here, and I have always been here. No matter what happens, I will never leave, have you heard? Ansen, I am here, here with you here "
Anson was slightly stunned, staring at Lucas, with a little confused look in his eyes -
Why did he appear here?
Yes, Johnny Cash, they are preparing to shoot the final scene of the Johnny Cash biography movie, Johnny's first performance at Forsson Prison.
Not only because this is a prison, but also because this is Johnny's first official performance after he was completely insulated from alcohol and drugs, he finally got rid of the darkness and finally got rid of the scars and finally began to face himself.
Although this is not easy.
He still remembered that because of his brother's accidental death, his father pushed all his responsibilities and sins to him, and unswervingly believed that he was a disaster star, not only beating or scolding, but his father despised him from the bottom of his bones. He, that kind of disdain, completely denies his meaning of existence.
He thought those wounds had healed long ago.
However, it is not.
They were still there, like ghosts, telling him over and over again:
You are not worth it. You are not worthy.
Those applause, those cheers, and those love, are all like this.
The stage was close at hand, and applause rolled in, but he began to be scared.
Fear that you are not worth it.
Fear, nervousness, anxiety, burning in his stomach, he just wants to ruin himself. Just like himself.
In his previous life, he spent ten years finally getting rid of the shadow left by his father, having a stable job on the crew and carefully holding his dreams; however, when he returned to his dream at midnight, he couldn't help but wonder if he was worthy of it. Top—
Not worthy of dreams; not worthy of happiness.
He is just an ant abandoned, forgotten and ignored, insignificant, his pain, his despair, his loneliness, no one cares about it.
"...Anson!"
The shout came again, and he pulled Anson back to the ground.
Suddenly looking up, Anson saw Lucas' face, full of anxiety and worry, and the sadness and pain between his eyebrows were struggling, but he couldn't shout.
"Anson," Lucas took a deep breath, "Did you see Jack again?"
Anson was stunned, and was about to deny it, but when he looked up, he saw Jack. Sitting on a table in the meeting room, his feet swaying, smiling at Ansen.
Anson's head paused briefly and looked around:
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Jack, why did he appear here? This is a prison, how did Jack come in?
Lucas noticed Anson's pause, the hesitation and surprise in his expression, and the deep fear grasped his heart tightly, Lucas could hardly breathe.
Follow Anson's gaze, the meeting room was empty and there was no one else, but Lucas could feel Jack's existence from Anson's gaze.
This scared him.
But Lucas forced himself to calm down.
"Anson, listen to me, Jack... does not exist, Jack is just an illusion."
"Look clearly and carefully, what you can discover is that Jack is just your illusion and contradiction. Product, he is a nightmare, a wound, a fear."
Ha.
Anson smiled. He was not angry. Instead, he thought Lucas was particularly cute. "Luca, Jack is real. What are you talking about?"
Lucas held his breath, clenched his fists again, barely controlling his slightly trembling body, "Anson, think about it seriously, every time Jack appears, you are facing pressure and hurt, he can appear He can appear at any time in any place, any corner, because he is in your mind. "
"We are the real ones." "
"When Jack appears, Observe carefully what hallucinations are and what reality is."
"I am real, the moments we play guitar and create music at the door of Angelica's movie center are real, and mom and dad are in the ward because they are worried about you The moment of quarrels in the middle is real, the moment of we teasing paparazzi against Sony Columbia is real, the moment of you standing at the door of the Wilsey Theater is surrounded by audiences, you and the band members on August 31 The moments of singing at Staples Center are real. "
" They can not only be seen, but also feel them, feel them with the heart and soul, those heat waves, those cheering, dreams, and those dazzling They are all real."
"But Jack is not."
Anson was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell on Jack again.
So real, so vivid, without any flaws. "Luca, this is not funny..." But this time, Anson's smile had just risen and calmed down again, and a burst of uneasiness surged in his heart.
He still didn't understand how Jack came in.
Obviously, no one can come in here.
So, is this a dream? He is now in a long dream, and there is no way to distinguish between false and false, true and false, otherwise how can he explain it?
Anson is not sure. "Jack, it's clearly right in front of me, why do you keep insisting that he doesn't exist? I don't understand, how should we distinguish between illusions and reality?"
Unconsciously, Ansen took off his guard and poured out his subconscious thoughts, then Ansen quietly looked at Jack in front of him and fell into a fog.
Note 1: "Waiting (Wait-M83)"
(This chapter is over)