Chapter 149 Emotional Context
Bang!
Anson was caught off guard when he was killed, and his center of gravity instantly lost balance. He did not control himself, but threw himself out with the force, trying to distance himself and move the subverted balance back slightly.
However, Jack's emotions were surging and he was in an explosive state. The whole performance was very coherent. He caught up with Anson in one step. Instead, he caught Anson falling to the ground and grabbed him by the collar.
Fists raised high.
His eyes were wide with anger, his anger was out of control.
“I’m going to kill you.”
“Grass!”
“I’m going to kill you!”
The fist did not fall after all, But his left hand clamped tightly on Anson's neck, tightening it and tightening it again. His whole cheek turned completely red, but behind the anger he saw despair, and his eyes were quietly filled with tears.
Painful and struggling.
The initiative fell completely to Jack's side, using physical attacks to subvert the situation and instantly reverse the situation.
Anson was very embarrassed.
Anson held Jack's left hand with both hands, the veins on his arm and neck popped out, and he breathed a little pitiful air from the gap.
“Calm down.”
"Jack, calm down!"
Huffing and puffing, Anson gasped for breath, because Jack let go of his left hand and looked at Anson and then at his own hands in astonishment.
Unbelievable.
With a stagger, Jack crawled back on his hands and knees, pulled away, looked at his hands in panic and fear, his stomach began to churn, and he was about to vomit, and he caught sight of Anson out of the corner of his eye. , and moved back a little bit, just to stay away from the murderer.
The entire classroom was silent——
They could see Anson's embarrassment, breathing in fresh air but coughing uncontrollably; they could also see Jack's fear, lest he be blinded by hatred and turn into a murderer.
One second, two seconds.
A silence filled the air, a suffocating silence.
Anson finally breathed, looked up at Jack, the emotion in his eyes flashed slightly, and then closed his eyes in pain, "Don't be like me."
Jack, his heart was pounding The ground shrank, and he looked up at Anson.
Anson closed his eyes in pain, "Don't let hatred blind you. I...I don't want to...but once you take that step, you can never go back."
Jack did not come close, Instead, he felt the danger and instinctively took a small step back again, "伱, what did you say?"
Quietly, the initiative returned to Anson.
Anson half-closed his eyes, lowered his gaze, paused for a moment, then dropped the bombshell without thinking, "Actually, your mother was killed by your father."
Buzz.
Because it was too shocking and too sudden, I couldn't even hear the sound of detonation. There was only a roar in my mind, and the world went blank.
Even Anson himself is like this -
Close his eyes in despair and pain, and even breathing can feel the pain.
Jack was stunned.
But Jack's eyes burst out with murderous intent, "You are just talking nonsense, you killed her too, there is no need to make ridiculous excuses for you."
"No..." Anson shook his head slightly, his shoulders slumping down weakly.
There is no justification or emphasis, but the truth expressed in each action and expression is more convincing.
Heh!
There was a sound of breathing around, and some people even closed their eyes and did not dare to continue looking.
Jack didn’t believe it.
He was denying reality, "No, no! You are talking nonsense!"
Jack was angered again, and suddenly rushed towards Anson like a tiger, pressing Anson's shoulders with both hands, which was surprising What's strange is that Anson didn't resist, as if he had surrendered and gave up resistance. Jack went crazy, "It was obviously you who killed him, he was obviously the one who killed him!"
Over and over again.
Over and over again.
Jack shouted, but Anson didn't respond. He just looked at Jack quietly. His eyes were so calm and calm. He just let Jack vent his emotions, and his body was shaken vigorously like a rag doll.
But the eyes told everything.
At this time, it completely evolved into Jack's one-man show, but all eyes were firmly focused on Anson. His silence and resignation seemed to be the best response, silently proving the truth of his words.
Silence, like an invisible big hand, grabbed Jack's ankle and slowly lowered it.
Jack's voice became smaller and smaller, swallowed by despair, and finally evolved into muttering to himself, as if trying to convince himself, "It's obviously you..."
That sadness, that pain, that struggle, was destroying Jack.
I couldn’t tell for a while whether it was more terrifying for my uncle to kill my mother, or for my father to kill his mother.
But what if it was really the father, and the uncle just killed his father in revenge for his mother? So will everything I believe in collapse like this?
Jack, can't bear it.
"It's you...it's you..."
Jack was still mumbling, but the strength in his hands had long been drained away, leaving only a shell.
So, where is Anson?
Anson was watching Jack. The whole time, his eyes were so clear, so sure, and so innocent. He completely gave up the entire performance stage to Jack, but quietly controlled the rhythm. Just as the audience's attention turned to Jack, Then, he threw the heavy weight suddenly again.
Strengthen your abdominal muscles and lift your upper body.
Anson leaned slightly closer to Jack, with a touch of pity and sympathy in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised, and the cold and biting cruelty leaked out in an instant.
"Now that you know the truth, it's a pity that I have to kill you to silence you."
Jack: What?
Everyone: What?
One second ago, everyone was convinced by Anson, shocked by the truth, and emotions of sadness and despair were spreading.
The next second——
sudden!
With a sudden movement, Anson grabbed Jack's neck with both hands. He used the strength of his waist and abdomen to sit upright, rolled forward, then reversed his position and controlled Jack condescendingly, with a cruel smile in his eyes. , the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and you could even hear laughter surging.
Bang.
Just this moment, like thunder on the ground, completely changed all the emotional context, and then connected all the emotions starting from the first look in the first act, goosebumps screamed like crazy, and the whole room fell into a sluggish state.
Jack was caught off guard and did not expect this scene at all.
Well.
Jack grabbed Anson's wrist with both hands, and his brain stopped moving completely. He was just resisting, passively resisting, using all his strength to form a confrontation on the physical level, signaling to reverse the situation, but this was not easy.
Anson, condescending, looked at Jack's eyes coldly -
"How do you know?"
Jack's mind went blank. He tried to respond, but The body's resistance completely occupies the brain, so that thoughts cannot move, completely subverting passivity.
Anson was different, he firmly controlled Jack, leaned down slightly, and whispered in Jack's ear.
"Be good. Close your eyes and sleep well."
"Just take a nap and you'll be fine, Jack. Everything will be fine when you wake up."
" Hmm... um... twinkling, twinkling..."
Anson really hummed a lullaby softly in Jack's ear. Jack's struggle and resistance formed an incredible illusion in the face of Anson's calmness and indifference. The visual and auditory impact gripped the throats of everyone present.
shudder.
Fifth update.
(End of this chapter)