Chapter 1016 Wholeheartedly
"...Mom."
Anson called, but Nora did not respond.
Nora just hugged Anson tightly, without saying a word, and hugged him for a long time, as if she had exhausted all her strength.
“Mom.”
Anson called again, but Nora still didn’t respond.
Anson looked a little helpless. To be honest, he was still not used to hugs.
After all, in his previous life, he could hardly remember when he had hugged. Relatives and families were still unfamiliar with expressing love in such a straightforward way; this made Anson curl up with his hands and feet, and the longer he hugged, the more More embarrassing.
“Mom, I can’t breathe, my back, my back.”
Finally, amid Anson’s repeated protests, Nora let go of her hands and carefully put Anson down. She returned to the pillow, but still looked at him intently.
That look made Anson a little cautious.
Norah took a deep breath, "In the past two years, you have become more and more resistant to hugs. Lucas is like this, but he has always been like this since he was a child, and now you are like this too. To be honest, I A little sad.”
Anson’s heart skipped a beat, what should he tell Nora? A soul has been replaced in this skin, a soul that is not good at expressing the true inner thoughts, a soul that is accustomed to arming itself with layers of armor to fight against life, and the original soul has completely disappeared.
“But, I know that deep down, you are still the same as before,”
After a pause, Nora looked at Anson quietly.
"Child, do you really like acting?"
The topic changed a bit quickly, Anson was stunned, but in front of Nora, Anson was unprepared and said directly, "How did the topic come here?"< br>
Three minutes ago, Nora rushed all the way from New Orleans to the hospital. She rushed all the way and rushed into the ward like a tropical storm.
Originally, Anson thought that he was about to face a violent storm, and he was ready to lie there and bear the attack. However, he did not expect that Nora hugged him tightly without saying a word, and then The topic changed.
This is not the picture Anson imagined.
Nora showed a wry smile, "I hope you are safe, and this kind of thing will never happen again. Looking at you lying here..." The words paused.
Although Nora did not shed tears, and her eyes were not even red, her turbulent emotions could be clearly felt between the pauses of deep breathing.
So much so that Anson was a little apologetic, "Mom..."
Norah regained her senses, "But we can't imprison you at home, right? No matter what job you do, even if Even office workers may encounter accidents and dangers. This is life. We have no way to control our fears, but at least we can control the way we face them."
"So, I hope you. Healthy, but I want you to be happy even more.”
"Do you like acting? Are you happy?"
Norah looked at Anson quietly without any further explanation, but unexpectedly, Anson's eyes turned red——
Because he knew how much struggle and suffering Nora had gone through for these words, because he realized that there were indeed people in this world who were happy purely for his happiness.
Anson was a little embarrassed.
All along, he has maintained a normal mind, maintained the principle of enjoying life freely and unrestrainedly, and maintained the principle of focusing on himself and not wasting a second chance; but deep down, he always kept a distance and refused to connect with others. , lest I get involved and experience the ups and downs of life again.
However, how should people define their lives?
Some people think it is fame and fortune, some people think it is money, some people think it is achievement. Similarly, some people think it is the bonds and entanglements between people. The memories left by family, love and friendship are not cold numbers. Or trophies, but vivid moments and pictures. Anson barely controlled himself, "Although it may be ironic for me to say this in my current state, it is true that I like acting and I am very happy."
A small sentence Joking, Nora also smiled, "Okay. Then mom will support you."
It turns out that this is the feeling of someone's unconditional support. Happiness is like marshmallows, filling the whole chest, soft and sweet. The ground swelled.
The corners of Anson's mouth raised, "Maybe, you can attend the movie premiere with me another day and really appreciate how I look on the big screen."
Nora's face was serious, "Lucas said, he I can’t understand.”
Anson’s eyes widened and he couldn’t believe his ears, “Mom? How could you, Luca, you didn’t correct him?”
Nora shrugged lightly. I am a fair mother, and I will not refute Lucas's point of view until I have my own point of view."
Anson looked up at the sky, "No, I have to supervise Luka personally next time. OK.”
Lucas: Sneeze!
After the little joke, Anson looked at Nora again, "Mom, there should be Sean Graham outside. Can you let me see him? Luca is too arbitrary and refuses. All outsiders were only allowed to meet the director for a short time. I need to see Sean."
Norah frowned slightly, "Who is he? Does it matter?"
Anson, "Master Wia, that is..." Before he finished speaking, Anson could see Nola's face changing, and he quickly explained, "It's just because something is fishy, so I'm more... You should see him."
"No one blames himself more and is more painful than him. He doesn't want this to happen, which may cause a psychological shadow and even change his career."
Nora didn't buy it either, "Please don't sympathize with the murderer. Anson, he should suffer. If he doesn't suffer, I will let him have a taste."
Anson admitted that Nora and Lucas were Correct, but, "Believe me, I don't believe in Jesus Christ. It's not my turn when it comes to forgiveness and conversion. I'm not planning to imitate the Virgin Mary. I just want to... figure out the truth. Who should be responsible for this?" "What if it was a murder with a borrowed knife? Then we blamed the wrong person, but the real culprit went unpunished. I can't accept this result."
Nora. Seize the key point, "So, it's not just him who made a mistake?"
After saying the words, Nora's expression immediately became serious, but she didn't wait for Anson's answer, and said to herself, "I will do this. Ask Lucas.”
After all, Anson needs to recuperate now, and Nora doesn’t want Anson to think too much.
Looking at Anson again, Nora said, "Three minutes?"
Anson's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears: Only three minutes?
Nora, "Don't forget it. You have a good rest now."
Anson sighed softly, "Okay. Three minutes."
Nora nodded with satisfaction, opened the door to the ward and walked out. After a quick scan, Nora recognized Sean Graham at a glance, even though they were all unfamiliar faces.
The eyes are sunken, the face is complexion, the hands are intertwined, the knuckles are white due to excessive exertion, and the lips that have not drank water for a long time are like dry Gobi, with layers of dead skin appearing faintly. You can see some flesh and blood, and the eyes that have lost focus are full of confusion and struggle. It seems that you can see the self-blame and regret gnawing at the soul.
He deeply believed that his mistake caused the accident.
However, Nora still couldn't sympathize with the other party, because it was Anson who was lying on the hospital bed now. If there was a slight surprise, Nora did not dare to continue imagining and couldn't help but close her eyes.
(End of this chapter)