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"get off!"
Adam's voice is like a flat boat in a torrential rain, trying his best to maintain balance, but it is teetering in the stormy waves. The tight to the extreme emotions may fall apart at any time, and the temperature of the air begins to slowly rise. Emotions wave after wave, and even he himself can’t tell the details of those emotions: anger? sad? Crazy? regret? despair? Lost? Bitter? At a loss?
Maybe both, maybe neither. But the only thing he knew was that the volcano was about to erupt. If Kyle doesn't leave, he doesn't know what he will do.
"Adam!" Seth was still nagging tirelessly, trying to express his emotions, but Adam couldn't help it after all. The violent and turbulent emotions completely broke the bank. He slammed his fist into Kyle frantically. "Get out! Get out! He\/Mom\/ got off the car!" The fierce fists, like raindrops, were merciless and without strength, one after another fell.
"Don't hit me!" Seth was almost unable to fight back. This was not a plot written in the script. The sudden outbreak caught him completely by surprise, and he was completely unprepared.
Although his mouth yelled unrelentingly, "I won't let you do this!" I tried to bump into it and resist the crazy attack, but it didn't help. The whole person retreated and retreated, and finally the whole person was like one. Like a ball, he rolled out of the passenger seat and watched Adam close the car door, causing a gust of wind.
"Jesus Christ! Man!" Seth yelled at the end of the carriage, but he was still mercilessly shut outside, watching Adam directly drop the door lock, and cursed dejectedly, "Damn it!"
Standing outside, a cold wind blew in, and Seth shuddered, then another, and then another.
Only then did he realize that his back was completely soaked-the scene of driving the car just now was completely on the scene, he was really scared to pee, and he felt that his underwear seemed a little wet. The momentary and fateful sense of fear tears his heart without any discount. He sincerely believes that Adam is sitting behind the steering wheel.
This is ridiculous, isn't it?
Seth's mind was so clear, he knew clearly that he was Seth Logan, but it was not Renly, but Adam, who was sitting in the driver's seat. He had no doubts at all. What's even more incredible is that his lines, his reactions, and his performances, driven by Lan Li, blended naturally with Kyle, and the whole scene was filmed heartily and smoothly.
Even for himself, the boundary between reality and illusion disappeared at this moment.
Bend down and looked at Adam in the driver's seat, Seth suddenly felt sad. Unable to contain it.
Pushing Kyle out like a torrential rain, Adam gasped heavily, but even so, his chest was still like a boiling volcanic crater, gurgling, turbulent emotions rushing, and countless things came to mind. Memories--
The first time I attended a friend’s funeral, the first time to smoke wantonly, the first time I was looking for Yan\/Yu in a bar, the first time I was betrayed and abandoned by my girlfriend, and the first time I saw the fallen hair in the palm of my hand. For the first time, I felt sympathy and pity in the eyes of others, the first time I was dimmed by vomiting next to the toilet, the first time I received chemotherapy, and the first time I learned that I had cancer...
All the memory fragments were crowded into a mass, and all disappeared in an instant. Only one piece of news was left: a volcanic eruption occurred on Mount Moa in the Sawai Heights, ejecting a four-mile-high black plume of dust and smoke. Initial reports stated that Moa’s activity is declining, but analysts can now determine that the activity of this volcano is actually increasing.
It is such a trivial and irrelevant piece of news. However, it hit his chest hard.
He was like that volcano. He was silent for a long time, suppressed for a long time, and quiet for a long time. He accumulated all his power and burst out heartily, seeming to release the last trace of energy deep in the soul without reservation, etc. After the eruption is over, he will be eclipsed and calm down little by little, completely silent.
death. In this way, he died quietly, like volcanic ash, floating in the air, and finally settled and dissipated completely, leaving no traces.
But, he didn't want this, he didn't want to remain silent like this.
He longed for another eruption. He longed to be like this volcano. An eruption is just a turning point in his life. After experiencing this eruption, he will recharge his strength and start a new round of eruption again, gradually Embark on a new life path. This is not a symbol of decline, but a turning point of re-strengthening.
He longed for it like never before.
The emotions suppressed in his chest at this time are just like the crater of Moa Mountain. The roaring sound is constantly surging in his ears, constantly roaring, constantly surging, he has been suppressing, lest an eruption will become the end. Worrying about a release becomes an end, and a fear of blooming becomes nothingness. However, he was about to be overwhelmed.
What's even more ridiculous is that when he watched this TV news, the spectacular and magnificent eruption made him stunned. The sigh of empathy and the regret of being outside, swirled in the eye sockets, the shallow warmth cast a thin layer of mist in the depth of the eyes, but it could not be condensed.
He wants to climb the rolling mountains, he wants to watch the volcanic eruption up close, he wants to walk through the steepness of the tropical rainforest, he wants to stand on the top of the turbulent waves, he wants freedom at high altitude Falling to appreciate the steepness of the coastline, he wants to feel his insignificance in the wind and rain, he wants to look up and watch the volcanic ash falling slowly...
However, he could only sit on the sofa at home and watch the news; he could only be pushed on the sofa in the hospital and undergo chemotherapy; he could only stand helplessly and wait for the trial.
He has not had time to appreciate the excitement of this world, nor has he time to taste the taste of life, life will be declared to an end.
At this moment, all the memory fragments are like a kaleidoscope, gushing out. But just now, he couldn't think of anything he wanted to do in his mind. He just blurted out, "driving." It was obvious that his life had just begun, and there were countless things waiting for him to explore and conquer, but he was undergoing surgery. The night before, the only thing he could think of was driving.
Unwillingness, anger, bitterness, burst open on the tip of the tongue; regret, despair, pain, constantly hitting in the chest; helpless, depressed, dull, ripples in my mind.
The scorching heat of the lungs gradually started to lose control, almost out of breath, open his mouth, trying to breathe, but couldn't feel any oxygen, only felt that the whole person was swollen to the extreme, and he was on the verge of exploding at any time. Holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, the blue veins burst open, and the pressure of the whole body was suppressed, the steering wheel was almost crushed, but it was still precarious.
He could no longer be suppressed, just like the erupting Mount Moa volcano. But he didn't know whether this was his last outbreak.
"what!"
Roaring, madly roaring, clinging to the steering wheel stubbornly, pouring all the emotions and anger into his hands, but still couldn't control the gurgling emotions, "Ah!" He burned his own life and turned all the colorfulness into his own hands, but he still couldn't control the gurgling emotions, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha , All the gorgeousness, all the dazzling colors burst out, and then the whole world fell into black and white little by little.
But even so, it is still not enough.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh in the narrow stereotype, the struggle in any case, can always be extended, "ah ah ah!"
He gripped the steering wheel tightly again, his muscles burst out, and his upper body pressed forward, like a drowning man's desperate call for help, "Ah!" Did anyone hear? Does anyone hear his cry for help? Does anyone hear his roar? Does anyone hear his unwillingness and despair? Does anyone hear his depression and pain?
Tears filled the eye sockets, but before they had time to gather into drops~www.novelhall.com~ they were evaporated without a trace by the scorching anger and boiling despair, leaving only a faint red mark next to the eye sockets, as if After the eruption of the volcano, the burning clouds remaining on the horizon lightly fainted, and then sparsely fell to the place where the sea and the sky meet.
"Ah!" Once, again, Adam slammed the steering wheel angrily, draining the last trace of his body's strength. smashed the steering wheel in angrily and squeezed out the last trace of his body's strength. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)
Seth, standing outside the car window, quietly looked at Adam who was venting crazy, his mouth opened slightly involuntarily, and his emotions stagnated between his chest and throat, seeming to block the breathing channel, and he floated in mid-air. , Can't go up but can't come down.
He knew that Adam was suffering from cancer. He knew that Adam was about to face surgery. He knew that Adam’s life was in a sensitive period. He knew that he knew it, but he still couldn’t empathize because he was not the client and he did not try to understand. Adam's emotions, but he never knew it. Hidden under Adam's calm expression, there was such a turbulent emotion, the instant eruption was even more violent than a volcano.
At this moment, Seth felt the coming of death like never before. He seemed to be at the corner of the street, holding a sickle in his hand, and staring at Adam blankly. He wanted to step forward to prevent death from coming, and he wanted to help Adam regain his spirit, but his footsteps were nailed to the spot, unable to move.
Seth blinked, hiding the warmth around his eye sockets, and gently pressed his lips, only to taste the bitterness of his mouth. Can't bear to keep watching.
Heartily, the emotions were finally vented, Adam leaned weakly on the steering wheel, breathing heavily, the dense night began to slowly penetrate, gradually eating away all the surrounding light, and the world was becoming bleak. , That fragile shoulder seems to be crushed and destroyed at any time.
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"get off!"
Adam's voice is like a flat boat in a torrential rain, trying his best to maintain balance, but it is teetering in the stormy waves. The tight to the extreme emotions may fall apart at any time, and the temperature of the air begins to slowly rise. Emotions wave after wave, and even he himself can’t tell the details of those emotions: anger? sad? Crazy? regret? despair? Lost? Bitter? At a loss?
Maybe both, maybe neither. But the only thing he knew was that the volcano was about to erupt. If Kyle doesn't leave, he doesn't know what he will do.
"Adam!" Seth was still nagging tirelessly, trying to express his emotions, but Adam couldn't help it after all. The violent and turbulent emotions completely broke the bank. He slammed his fist into Kyle frantically. "Get out! Get out! He\/Mom\/ got off the car!" The fierce fists, like raindrops, were merciless and without strength, one after another fell.
"Don't hit me!" Seth was almost unable to fight back. This was not a plot written in the script. The sudden outbreak caught him completely by surprise, and he was completely unprepared.
Although his mouth yelled unrelentingly, "I won't let you do this!" I tried to bump into it and resist the crazy attack, but it didn't help. The whole person retreated and retreated, and finally the whole person was like one. Like a ball, he rolled out of the passenger seat and watched Adam close the car door, causing a gust of wind.
"Jesus Christ! Man!" Seth yelled at the end of the carriage, but he was still mercilessly shut outside, watching Adam directly drop the door lock, and cursed dejectedly, "Damn it!"
Standing outside, a cold wind blew in, and Seth shuddered, then another, and then another.
Only then did he realize that his back was completely soaked-the scene of driving the car just now was completely on the scene, he was really scared to pee, and he felt that his underwear seemed a little wet. The momentary and fateful sense of fear tears his heart without any discount. He sincerely believes that Adam is sitting behind the steering wheel.
This is ridiculous, isn't it?
Seth's mind was so clear, he knew clearly that he was Seth Logan, but it was not Renly, but Adam, who was sitting in the driver's seat. He had no doubts at all. What's even more incredible is that his lines, his reactions, and his performances, driven by Lan Li, blended naturally with Kyle, and the whole scene was filmed heartily and smoothly.
Even for himself, the boundary between reality and illusion disappeared at this moment.
Bend down and looked at Adam in the driver's seat, Seth suddenly felt sad. Unable to contain it.
Pushing Kyle out like a torrential rain, Adam gasped heavily, but even so, his chest was still like a boiling volcanic crater, gurgling, turbulent emotions rushing, and countless things came to mind. Memories--
The first time I attended a friend’s funeral, the first time to smoke wantonly, the first time I was looking for Yan\/Yu in a bar, the first time I was betrayed and abandoned by my girlfriend, and the first time I saw the fallen hair in the palm of my hand. For the first time, I felt sympathy and pity in the eyes of others, the first time I was dimmed by vomiting next to the toilet, the first time I received chemotherapy, and the first time I learned that I had cancer...
All the memory fragments were crowded into a mass, and all disappeared in an instant. Only one piece of news was left: a volcanic eruption occurred on Mount Moa in the Sawai Heights, ejecting a four-mile-high black plume of dust and smoke. Initial reports stated that Moa’s activity is declining, but analysts can now determine that the activity of this volcano is actually increasing.
It is such a trivial and irrelevant piece of news. However, it hit his chest hard.
He was like that volcano. He was silent for a long time, suppressed for a long time, and quiet for a long time. He accumulated all his power and burst out heartily, seeming to release the last trace of energy deep in the soul without reservation, etc. After the eruption is over, he will be eclipsed and calm down little by little, completely silent.
death. In this way, he died quietly, like volcanic ash, floating in the air, and finally settled and dissipated completely, leaving no traces.
But, he didn't want this, he didn't want to remain silent like this.
He longed for another eruption. He longed to be like this volcano. An eruption is just a turning point in his life. After experiencing this eruption, he will recharge his strength and start a new round of eruption again, gradually Embark on a new life path. This is not a symbol of decline, but a turning point of re-strengthening.
He longed for it like never before.
The emotions suppressed in his chest at this time are just like the crater of Moa Mountain. The roaring sound is constantly surging in his ears, constantly roaring, constantly surging, he has been suppressing, lest an eruption will become the end. Worrying about a release becomes an end, and a fear of blooming becomes nothingness. However, he was about to be overwhelmed.
What's even more ridiculous is that when he watched this TV news, the spectacular and magnificent eruption made him stunned. The sigh of empathy and the regret of being outside, swirled in the eye sockets, the shallow warmth cast a thin layer of mist in the depth of the eyes, but it could not be condensed.
He wants to climb the rolling mountains, he wants to watch the volcanic eruption up close, he wants to walk through the steepness of the tropical rainforest, he wants to stand on the top of the turbulent waves, he wants freedom at high altitude Falling to appreciate the steepness of the coastline, he wants to feel his insignificance in the wind and rain, he wants to look up and watch the volcanic ash falling slowly...
However, he could only sit on the sofa at home and watch the news; he could only be pushed on the sofa in the hospital and undergo chemotherapy; he could only stand helplessly and wait for the trial.
He has not had time to appreciate the excitement of this world, nor has he time to taste the taste of life, life will be declared to an end.
At this moment, all the memory fragments are like a kaleidoscope, gushing out. But just now, he couldn't think of anything he wanted to do in his mind. He just blurted out, "driving." It was obvious that his life had just begun, and there were countless things waiting for him to explore and conquer, but he was undergoing surgery. The night before, the only thing he could think of was driving.
Unwillingness, anger, bitterness, burst open on the tip of the tongue; regret, despair, pain, constantly hitting in the chest; helpless, depressed, dull, ripples in my mind.
The scorching heat of the lungs gradually started to lose control, almost out of breath, open his mouth, trying to breathe, but couldn't feel any oxygen, only felt that the whole person was swollen to the extreme, and he was on the verge of exploding at any time. Holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, the blue veins burst open, and the pressure of the whole body was suppressed, the steering wheel was almost crushed, but it was still precarious.
He could no longer be suppressed, just like the erupting Mount Moa volcano. But he didn't know whether this was his last outbreak.
"what!"
Roaring, madly roaring, clinging to the steering wheel stubbornly, pouring all the emotions and anger into his hands, but still couldn't control the gurgling emotions, "Ah!" He burned his own life and turned all the colorfulness into his own hands, but he still couldn't control the gurgling emotions, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha , All the gorgeousness, all the dazzling colors burst out, and then the whole world fell into black and white little by little.
But even so, it is still not enough.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh in the narrow stereotype, the struggle in any case, can always be extended, "ah ah ah!"
He gripped the steering wheel tightly again, his muscles burst out, and his upper body pressed forward, like a drowning man's desperate call for help, "Ah!" Did anyone hear? Does anyone hear his cry for help? Does anyone hear his roar? Does anyone hear his unwillingness and despair? Does anyone hear his depression and pain?
Tears filled the eye sockets, but before they had time to gather into drops~www.novelhall.com~ they were evaporated without a trace by the scorching anger and boiling despair, leaving only a faint red mark next to the eye sockets, as if After the eruption of the volcano, the burning clouds remaining on the horizon lightly fainted, and then sparsely fell to the place where the sea and the sky meet.
"Ah!" Once, again, Adam slammed the steering wheel angrily, draining the last trace of his body's strength. smashed the steering wheel in angrily and squeezed out the last trace of his body's strength. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)
Seth, standing outside the car window, quietly looked at Adam who was venting crazy, his mouth opened slightly involuntarily, and his emotions stagnated between his chest and throat, seeming to block the breathing channel, and he floated in mid-air. , Can't go up but can't come down.
He knew that Adam was suffering from cancer. He knew that Adam was about to face surgery. He knew that Adam’s life was in a sensitive period. He knew that he knew it, but he still couldn’t empathize because he was not the client and he did not try to understand. Adam's emotions, but he never knew it. Hidden under Adam's calm expression, there was such a turbulent emotion, the instant eruption was even more violent than a volcano.
At this moment, Seth felt the coming of death like never before. He seemed to be at the corner of the street, holding a sickle in his hand, and staring at Adam blankly. He wanted to step forward to prevent death from coming, and he wanted to help Adam regain his spirit, but his footsteps were nailed to the spot, unable to move.
Seth blinked, hiding the warmth around his eye sockets, and gently pressed his lips, only to taste the bitterness of his mouth. Can't bear to keep watching.
Heartily, the emotions were finally vented, Adam leaned weakly on the steering wheel, breathing heavily, the dense night began to slowly penetrate, gradually eating away all the surrounding light, and the world was becoming bleak. , That fragile shoulder seems to be crushed and destroyed at any time.
"get off!"Adam's voice is like a flat boat in a torrential rain, trying his best to maintain balance, but it is teetering in the stormy waves. The tight to the extreme emotions may fall apart at any time, and the temperature of the air begins to slowly rise. Emotions wave after wave, and even he himself can't tell the details of those emotions: anger? sad? Crazy? regret? despair? Lost? Bitter? At a loss?Maybe both, maybe neither. But the only thing he knew was that the volcano was about to erupt. If Kyle doesn't leave, he doesn't know what he will do."Adam!" Seth was still nagging tirelessly, trying to express his emotions, but Adam couldn't help it after all. The violent and turbulent emotions completely broke the bank. He slammed his fist into Kyle frantically. "Get out! Get out! He\/Mom\/ got off the car!" The fierce fists, like raindrops, were merciless and without strength, one after another fell."Don't hit me!" Seth was almost unable to fight back. This was not a plot written in the script. The sudden outbreak caught him completely by surprise, and he was completely unprepared.Although his mouth yelled unrelentingly, "I won't let you do this!" I tried to bump into it and resist the crazy attack, but it didn't help. The whole person retreated and retreated, and finally the whole person was like one. Like a ball, he rolled out of the passenger seat and watched Adam close the car door, causing a gust of wind."Jesus Christ! Man!" Seth yelled at the end of the carriage, but he was still mercilessly shut outside, watching Adam directly drop the door lock, and cursed dejectedly, "Damn it!"Standing outside, a cold wind blew in, and Seth shuddered, then another, and then another.Only then did he realize that his back was completely soaked-the scene of driving the car just now was completely on the scene, he was really scared to pee, and he felt that his underwear seemed a little wet. The momentary and fateful sense of fear tears his heart without any discount. He sincerely believes that Adam is sitting behind the steering wheel.This is ridiculous, isn't it?Seth's mind was so clear, he knew clearly that he was Seth Logan, but it was not Renly, but Adam, who was sitting in the driver's seat. He had no doubts at all. What's even more incredible is that his lines, his reactions, and his performances, driven by Lan Li, blended naturally with Kyle, and the whole scene was filmed heartily and smoothly.Even for himself, the boundary between reality and illusion disappeared at this moment.Bend down and looked at Adam in the driver's seat, Seth suddenly felt sad. Unable to contain it.Pushing Kyle out like a torrential rain, Adam gasped heavily, but even so, his chest was still like a boiling volcanic crater, gurgling, turbulent emotions rushing, and countless things came to mind. Memories--The first time I attended a friend's funeral, the first time to smoke wantonly, the first time I was looking for Yan\/Yu in a bar, the first time I was betrayed and abandoned by my girlfriend, and the first time I saw the fallen hair in the palm of my hand. For the first time, I felt sympathy and pity in the eyes of others, the first time I was dimmed by vomiting next to the toilet, the first time I received chemotherapy, and the first time I learned that I had cancer...All the memory fragments were crowded into a mass, and all disappeared in an instant. Only one piece of news was left: a volcanic eruption occurred on Mount Moa in the Sawai Heights, ejecting a four-mile-high black plume of dust and smoke. Initial reports stated that Moa's activity is declining, but analysts can now determine that the activity of this volcano is actually increasing.It is such a trivial and irrelevant piece of news. However, it hit his chest hard.He was like that volcano. He was silent for a long time, suppressed for a long time, and quiet for a long time. He accumulated all his power and burst out heartily, seeming to release the last trace of energy deep in the soul without reservation, etc. After the eruption is over, he will be eclipsed and calm down little by little, completely silent.death. In this way, he died quietly, like volcanic ash, floating in the air, and finally settled and dissipated completely, leaving no traces.But, he didn't want this, he didn't want to remain silent like this.He longed for another eruption. He longed to be like this volcano. An eruption is just a turning point in his life. After experiencing this eruption, he will recharge his strength and start a new round of eruption again, gradually Embark on a new life path. This is not a symbol of decline, but a turning point of re-strengthening.He longed for it like never before.The emotions suppressed in his chest at this time are just like the crater of Moa Mountain. The roaring sound is constantly surging in his ears, constantly roaring, constantly surging, he has been suppressing, lest an eruption will become the end. Worrying about a release becomes an end, and a fear of blooming becomes nothingness. However, he was about to be overwhelmed.What's even more ridiculous is that when he watched this TV news, the spectacular and magnificent eruption made him stunned. The sigh of empathy and the regret of being outside, swirled in the eye sockets, the shallow warmth cast a thin layer of mist in the depth of the eyes, but it could not be condensed.He wants to climb the rolling mountains, he wants to watch the volcanic eruption up close, he wants to walk through the steepness of the tropical rainforest, he wants to stand on the top of the turbulent waves, he wants freedom at high altitude Falling to appreciate the steepness of the coastline, he wants to feel his insignificance in the wind and rain, he wants to look up and watch the volcanic ash falling slowly...However, he could only sit on the sofa at home and watch the news; he could only be pushed on the sofa in the hospital and undergo chemotherapy; he could only stand helplessly and wait for the trial.He has not had time to appreciate the excitement of this world, nor has he time to taste the taste of life, life will be declared to an end.At this moment, all the memory fragments are like a kaleidoscope, gushing out. But just now, he couldn't think of anything he wanted to do in his mind. He just blurted out, "driving." It was obvious that his life had just begun, and there were countless things waiting for him to explore and conquer, but he was undergoing surgery. The night before, the only thing he could think of was driving.Unwillingness, anger, bitterness, burst open on the tip of the tongue; regret, despair, pain, constantly hitting in the chest; helpless, depressed, dull, ripples in my mind.The scorching heat of the lungs gradually started to lose control, almost out of breath, open his mouth, trying to breathe, but couldn't feel any oxygen, only felt that the whole person was swollen to the extreme, and he was on the verge of exploding at any time. Holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, the blue veins burst open, and the pressure of the whole body was suppressed, the steering wheel was almost crushed, but it was still precarious.He could no longer be suppressed, just like the erupting Mount Moa volcano. But he didn't know whether this was his last outbreak."what!"Roaring, madly roaring, clinging to the steering wheel stubbornly, pouring all the emotions and anger into his hands, but still couldn't control the gurgling emotions, "Ah!" He burned his own life and turned all the colorfulness into his own hands, but he still couldn't control the gurgling emotions, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha , All the gorgeousness, all the dazzling colors burst out, and then the whole world fell into black and white little by little.But even so, it is still not enough."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh in the narrow stereotype, the struggle in any case, can always be extended, "ah ah ah!"He gripped the steering wheel tightly again, his muscles burst out, and his upper body pressed forward, like a drowning man's desperate call for help, "Ah!" Did anyone hear? Does anyone hear his cry for help? Does anyone hear his roar? Does anyone hear his unwillingness and despair? Does anyone hear his depression and pain?Tears filled the eye sockets, but before they had time to gather into drops~www.novelhall.com~ they were evaporated without a trace by the scorching anger and boiling despair, leaving only a faint red mark next to the eye sockets, as if After the eruption of the volcano, the burning clouds remaining on the horizon lightly fainted, and then sparsely fell to the place where the sea and the sky meet."Ah!" Once, again, Adam slammed the steering wheel angrily, draining the last trace of his body's strength. smashed the steering wheel in angrily and squeezed out the last trace of his body's strength. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!Seth, standing outside the car window, quietly looked at Adam who was venting crazy, his mouth opened slightly involuntarily, and his emotions stagnated between his chest and throat, seeming to block the breathing channel, and he floated in mid-air. , Can't go up but can't come down.He knew that Adam was suffering from cancer. He knew that Adam was about to face surgery. He knew that Adam's life was in a sensitive period. He knew that he knew it, but he still couldn't empathize because he was not the client and he did not try to understand. Adam's emotions, but he never knew it. Hidden under Adam's calm expression, there was such a turbulent emotion, the instant eruption was even more violent than a volcano.At this moment, Seth felt the coming of death like never before. He seemed to be at the corner of the street, holding a sickle in his hand, and staring at Adam blankly. He wanted to step forward to prevent death from coming, and he wanted to help Adam regain his spirit, but his footsteps were nailed to the spot, unable to move.Seth blinked, hiding the warmth around his eye sockets, and gently pressed his lips, only to taste the bitterness of his mouth. Can't bear to keep watching.Heartily, the emotions were finally vented, Adam leaned weakly on the steering wheel, breathing heavily, the dense night began to slowly penetrate, gradually eating away all the surrounding light, and the world was becoming bleak. , That fragile shoulder seems to be crushed and destroyed at any time.
