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Published at 3rd of November 2021 09:50:54 AM


Chapter 1093: 1093

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"I used to have a daughter. That year, she played hide and seek in the kindergarten, slipped and bumped her head, and then left."

In an understatement, there is no ups and downs, no thrilling, no turbulent waves, but it completely outlines the inner surge and forbearance, and the loneliness and loneliness hidden in the bones curl like smoke in the abrupt end.

Alex bit his gum lightly, unable to see the movement, he could only vaguely capture the tightness of the cheek muscles, the pain and despair in his heart. The wound that was once thought to be healed gradually, but in fact never really healed. She lowered her eyes and tried to hide her embarrassment, but it was only in vain.

Under the lightly trembling eyelashes and wings, a deep bitterness leaked out. In the end, he could only press his lips firmly, and a big smile exaggerated on the ground, but before it had time to bloom, it was fragmented and disappeared completely.

Until now, she finally accepted this reality, she was completely alone in reality; she also could not find the reality of the motivation to continue living.

"If she were alive, she would be seven years old this year." Alex said almost in a breath. The light words were like the reflections of butterflies flying in the sun. A breeze broke into countless shadows.

In an instant, Alex lowered her eyes embarrassedly, because in those eyes of Ryan, she saw herself, the truest self, the long-lost self, and that deep sadness surged in an instant, almost To swallow her, completely unprepared.

But it was only an instant.

Because, there is no time now, she has no time, and Ryan has no time either.

So, raising his eyes again, Alex looked at Ryan again, let out a soft breath, and whispered in a low voice, "Ryan, work hard, just...work hard. (Try...Just-Try). "

Then, her left hand touched the buckle, only watching Ryan’s eyes stretched out with mighty despair and fear, and the helpless look caused the iceberg’s mask to melt and collapse, even if she didn’t say a word. But the meaning couldn’t be clearer.

It's a pity that Alex couldn't agree, she twitched her lips, "It's not up to you to decide, and it's not up to me to decide."

Ryan shook his head gently, and kept shaking his head. There was even a trace of pleading in the depths of his eyes. The fingers were shrinking hard, trying to use the remaining power to resist the oppression of the entire universe, that weak and small But at this moment, it burst out with grandeur and vastness.

Alex knew that Ryan would not give up easily, he would not give up her easily, nor would he give up him easily.

Then Alex opened the buckle in this way, and under Ryan's gaze, released the buckle. Ryan's trembling voice came from his ear, "Alex."

It was just a call of a name, but it seemed that the weight of the soul was poured into it. It was so heavy that the fingertips began to tremble slightly, which made Alex's eyes tremble slightly. In the dim tears, Alex With a big smile, he said firmly, "You will go back, Ryan. You will."

Then, taking a deep breath, Alex just let go of his right hand without waiting for Ryan to continue speaking.

Slowly, the whole person moved away from Ryan slowly, and the rope still floating in the air could be seen in the line of sight, as if the source of life, and then drifted away. In sight, the light in Ryan's eyes became weaker and weaker, and the pain after despair was tearing his soul bit by bit. This was a grand destruction, almost destroying all the lines of Alex's defense.

But this is the end. she knows.

"..." A bursting voice echoed in his mouth, Ryan fell into a painful despair, holding the rope tightly with both hands, and even before he could use force, the rope began to bounce back under the reaction force. At the same time, after losing weight, Ryan also slowly began to retreat.

It was a "no", but it completely disappeared on the tip of the tongue before it had time to form a syllable. In the end, he opened his mouth silently, and watched Ryan farther and farther away in a daze.

The ropes in his hands were loosened in this way and floated in the air, but Ryan's hands became strange shapes because of too much force and could not be restored; the whole figure slowly moved back and moved him and Alex. The distance between them is getting bigger and bigger.

After the parachute rope wrapped around the ankle lost its restraint, it fell off completely, but under the reaction force at the moment when Alex's drag force disappeared, Ryan quickly slid towards the space station.

"I caught you, I caught you, I caught you." Ryan just kept muttering in a low voice, his brain completely lost the ability to think, and he fell into a state of drowsiness and stiffness, staring intently. Alex, it seemed that just in the blink of an eye, Alex had become the size of a palm, and gradually disappeared into a chaotic glimmer of light.

The fragmented despair, accompanied by Alex's disappearance, dragged everyone in the studio bit by bit, sliding into the dark abyss.

Alex unbuckled the buckle, and then drifted away like this. In the boundless darkness, Ryan tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see a little more clearly, and then a little more clearly, to capture Alex’s figure, but the focus was quickly lost in the low light. The panic slowly spread from the depths of my heart, and finally turned into a cloud of mist, quietly dissipating.

Not a roar of anger, not a painful struggle, not an outburst of despair, but a dazed calm. The shock brought by this calmness has grown exponentially, and in those eyes, a life disappears and the whole world collapses.

In those dark brown eyes, the sadness at the end of despair was slowly sketched, and the breath of life dissipated little by little, as if it melted into the void and nothingness of the universe.

Be quiet, everything is quiet, it's like the sky is breaking, the mountains are whistling, and the mountains are shaking. The world has fallen apart, but no sound can be heard.

That kind of shock, that kind of shock, that kind of shock, directly penetrated the eyes and brain, burst out in the depths of the soul, and could even capture the dimming process of the pupils, which made the heart start to be slightly fascinating. She trembled, caught off guard, tears wet the face of every bystander, but forgot to raise her hand to cover her embarrassment.

The whole set was quiet, silently quiet.

"I caught you."

That whispered whisper, repeating the same sentence constantly, full of unbelievable denial and despair of falling into the abyss, hidden in a daze, slowly falling, helpless and trapped, lost and lost Cuo, finally disappeared completely between his lips and teeth, leaving only meaningless whispers.

There are no waves, but all the vicissitudes and confusions between life and death have been done, and everyone’s defense line has been broken in an instant, bringing a profound insight and reverberation beyond visual language and line text. Before realizing it, tears He blurred his vision.

Because the life and death of Ryan and Alex are intertwined, and because between the moment of life and death, two lonely souls are trying to warm each other. At the end of despair, they finally found each other, but they had not had time to savor it, cruel. The reality of the decision has already been made early.

Without reunion, you must be born and separated; without warmth, you must die. What's more cruel is that they must use a way of self-sacrifice to achieve the other side's vitality. The cold and cruel reality bursts out a magnificent and majestic aura in the vast universe, reflecting the smallness of human beings in space. And humble.

All of it, through the performances of the two actors, Renly and Rooney, vented heartily, like a downpour, leaving no breathing room, almost unprepared, bringing a baptism of soul .

The performance in just seventy-five seconds, with intertwined eyes, back and forth language, and emotional mingling, projected a completely different thought aftertaste on everyone, simple and powerful, and endless aftertaste!

This is the power of the script, this is the power of performance, and this is also the power of the universe.

What's more amazing is that ~www.novelhall.com~ seems to be a simple and plain scene, but under the control of the director, it integrates actors, photography, lighting and script into one, bursting out ten times a hundred times more energy. Of course, the most important thing is definitely the performance of the two actors, who truly brought the art of performance and film to the extreme.

At the end of the scene, the camera switched from Ryan’s eyes to Ryan’s body. The limbs floating in the void under the weightless state in space and the figure gradually losing strength are outlined from the inside out in a few strokes. Out of a state of despair and dazedness, he slammed into every audience on the set fiercely and fiercely.

If the performance just now was zoomed out and then zoomed out, a series of close-ups zoomed in and focused, all emotions were placed under the microscope; then the current performance is zoomed in and zoomed out again, giving up the eyes and expressions, and the lines and lines. The body is just a contrast between the magnificent background and the small body, and the elaboration of emotions and the continuous rhyme are completed through simple body language.

The skill of the performance is magnified to the extreme at this moment, and all the language has become pale and weak. Only by witnessing it with your own eyes can you feel the turbulence. There was no sound at all, but a thunderous echo burst out in the depths of the soul. Listening to the shock and vastness of the thunder in the silence, everyone can't help but want to crawl on the ground and express their conviction.

Curled up, curled up.

"Flap! Flap!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound of clapping hands suddenly cut in, destroying the quietness of the set, and at the same time destroying the state of the performance, even interrupting the process of shooting, and the tranquil atmosphere of the entire studio began to rippling.

Such an unprofessional attitude is a disaster for any crew.

Who the **** is it? Which idiot is it?

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