Chapter 1409 Life-saving straw
Bang.
A pain and suffocation, exceeding the limit of tolerance, the world escapes into endless blue, breaking breath in an instant, falling towards the black hole endlessly.
It hurts, it hurts so much. The pain of soul tearing fills every cell. It seems that you can feel that you are disappearing, being swallowed, torn and crushed, and the despair and pain that crushes him. His chest crushed his heart, and watched him die in pieces.
Anson opened his mouth and tried to call for help, but found that he could not make any sound. He tied his ankles in despair and fell freely.
Everything, press the pause button.
The meeting outside, Lucas watched all the time, completely forgot to breathe.
In his sight, Anson's expression was painful and ferocious. A struggle and pull that was difficult to accurately describe in language seemed to be splitting his soul.
Until the face returned to calm and disappeared, all emotions seemed to have disappeared, but this calmness was uneasy and even frightening, because the pain behind the calmness had exceeded the extreme, and it seemed that it could be seen That fragile and fragile soul is slowly passing by the wind.
The overwhelming energy even broke through the walls, windows and railings, crushing towards Lucas in a mighty way, pressing Lucas tightly in place, unable to move, even one He didn't even have his fingers, and he stood firmly like a statue.
Then.
"Help..."
Lucas heard it, Anson was calling for help—
Oh, God.
Lucas instantly slashed his breath, and no longer cared about it. He broke through the shackles and broke free from the constraints. An incredible energy burst out from his body and rushed out, using the key left by the warden to open the door of the meeting room with the key left by the warden. , with a knock on his shoulder, rushed in regardless, and rushed towards Ansen in three or two steps. He watched Ansen feel weak all over, as if his strength was exhausted, and he fell to the ground with a soft feeling.
Despair, pinching the heart.
Lucas stepped up, hugged Ansen with both hands, and sat on the ground with Ansen's strength, holding his younger brother tightly in his arms, falling into fear.
Deep fear.
That year, he looked at his younger brother like this, a thin little one curled up in Charles' arms, covered in bruises, and the exposed skin was covered with scars.
The back of the hands, insteps, calves, cheeks, shoulders.
It can be seen everywhere and is shocking.
Where the sight is, the nails are peeling and bloody, there is no trace of blood on the small cheeks, and it is quietly and gently lying in Charles' arms, and the weak chest seems to be possible at any time Without breathing, he stood there blankly and dared not move, like a coward.
His younger brother, the younger brother who grew up magically like a kitten when he was born, seemed to disappear at any time, as if his soul was occupied by darkness.
And everything is his fault.
He said he would take care of Ansen, he said that no matter what happened, he would not hurt Ansen, and he said that he would always be with Ansen.
However, he let go, and he let go of Anson's hand.
Only God knows how much he hated himself at that moment.
The same is true before my eyes.
"Help..."
Anson was calling for help, but he grabbed Lucas' heart tightly.
Lucas grabbed Anson's right hand and kept calling.
"Ansen, I'm here, I'm here..."
Lucas's voice trembled uncontrollably, staring at Ansen's eyes that had lost focus, calm and steady. All were left behind, just repeating a sentence foolishly.
"I'm here. I'm here!"
This time, he refused to let go, he would never let go, even if death comes.
Once, again. Once, again.
In the endless blue and infinite cold, Ansen thought he was ignored again, forgotten and abandoned, past and present, things seemed to have never changed, his efforts, his struggles Running wildly is all in vain.
So, what is the meaning of continuing to persist?
Johnny Cash has music, has Joan Carter, has persistence on justice and the pursuit of faith, which has become the dawn that guides him out of the darkness and rushes out of the shackles. So, what does he have?
A piece of nothingness.
Raising his head and looking at the universe, endless darkness and infinite silence surrounded him, he just hangs in the air, floating in the void, and you can feel loneliness and loss on the surface of your skin The pores penetrate into the body, allowing the blood to cool down bit by bit.
Finally, it settles into the depths of the soul.
Consciousness began to become blurred, gradually disappearing in the endless chaos, and his existence seemed to gradually disappear.
"Ansen, I'm here."
Calls came from a distant distance, repeated tirelessly, grabbing Ansen's attention in the chaos, like a ray of dawn.
Wait, who is that?
In the cold and empty space, the voice pulled Ansen back, the temperature and the center of gravity also returned, the soul frozen in the vast darkness began to struggle, and involuntarily looked around and began to look for the sound. Source, trying to escape from endless loneliness.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Subconsciously, Anson ran towards the voice.
Darkness, boundless.
So, Ansen stood up and looked for fate in the darkness. He was covered in scars in despair. He danced gracefully in the embrace of the demon. The endless darkness corroded and devoured the soul, and lost helplessly in nothingness. , there is no way to identify the direction, or even to judge one's own existence.
Everything is left, the only sound of breaking the tranquility and breaking through the shackles.
In the eyes, the flames reignited, as if they had never been extinguished by nothingness. They wandered in a lonely land with no way out for too long, so weak and powerless, but in that voice When it sounded, hope was rekindled, and searched everywhere in fear and panic.
I am afraid that it is just my own illusion.
Who, who is there?
Who!
Can you hear me?
Subconsciously, Ansen pulled his feet and ran wildly, unable to find the direction and target, but just ran wildly along the sound. In the endless darkness, his feet seemed to ignite flames, and ran wildly along the raging fire, but We must race against time and find that exit before it is destroyed.
Pede, step by step, run wildly.
At this moment, a sound came from the opposite direction behind him, dragging Ansen's footsteps, stopping his continued running pace, and looking back.
Then, three blurry blue figures could be seen waving at him, shouting loudly, clenching their fists to cheer him up.
"Run, Ansen, run!"
"Don't look back!"
"Ansen, hurry, hurry, you are no longer alone."
That is Jack, nine-year-old Anson Wood, and himself in his previous life.
They shouted and danced, and the sincere laughter stirred between the endless darkness and the blue, because they knew that this time they were finally not forgotten.
He looked at himself, in his previous life, his eyes reignited the light, full of youth, fresh and bright, and his face was covered in scars but full of smiles.
He seemed to be shouting something, which made Anson pause a little, listen carefully, and the breeze brought him whisper.
"Don't be someone else's hero..."
"No."
(The end of this chapter)