The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1372 Reason derailed
"June! June! June!"

The whole theater was filled with heat.

June Carter was mad, literally.

However, precisely because of her extreme anger, June Carter did not explode. Instead, she put one hand on her waist, holding the Coca-Cola in her hand, looking at Johnny with a half-smile, completely ignoring the increasingly noisy shouts from the scene. Her calm posture seemed to say:
What can you do to me if I leave like this?
With a look and a smile, June Carter looked directly into Johnny's eyes, without avoiding or cooperating, and stood there contentedly.

This gesture made Johnny stunned.

The smile was still on the corner of his mouth, but it gradually became stiff; his eyes revealed a bit of panic and timidity, which gradually solidified in the golden halo that was falling down.

Standing in front of love, Johnny exposes his vulnerability.

He was trapped, trapped by Vivian, by this world of fame and fortune, by the emptiness and loneliness after the hustle and bustle. He tried to find a bit of warmth, but failed again and again. So he could only numb himself with alcohol, and coveted the fleeting support from one wrong target after another.

Finally, while still hungover, he took advantage of the remaining alcohol in his blood and broke the deadlock on impulse, but fell into chaos again.

A fear that words could not accurately describe seized Johnny's heart and grabbed it hard.

Then June Carter turned and left.

In an instant, Johnny felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His head was buzzing and the world was spinning. The hangover and the imbalance caused by lack of sleep made his temples throb and his heart was slowly exploding, but there was no pain at all.

"What should I do, JR? What should I do?"

Johnny tried to make some movements, but he was completely frozen in place.

In that brief moment, forget to breathe.

The next second, the stiff curve of his mouth bloomed proudly like a flower welcoming the first ray of spring sunshine, and his eyebrows, eyes, and expression completely relaxed——

Finally able to breathe again.

June Carter did not leave. She turned aside, put her slippers in the corner, handed the Coca-Cola to others, and turned back.

That look, that expression, was full of a heroic and fearless generosity:

Sing the chorus if you want, be afraid of whoever you want, June Carter has never been afraid of anyone.

Not only did he appear on the stage, but he also appeared with a smile on his face, his head held high and his chest puffed out, looking upright.

The moment June Carter appeared in sight, the theater fell into a frenzy, with shouts, screams, and applause breaking out in an all-out and mighty manner.

June Carter turned around and waved to the audience with ease.

Johnny stared at June Carter intently without realizing that a smile had fully blossomed on his lips. The desire and greed in his eyes were firmly fixed on June Carter, a mixture of a child's pure innocence and dark, evil greed. It was both admiration and possession, a contradiction mixed harmoniously.

Desire breaks out of the ground.

The nerves numbed by alcohol and the reason disturbed by hangover are gradually loosening the reins, and it seems that even the constraints of gravity are loosening.

The footsteps standing in place are like hydrogen balloons, swaying continuously in the breeze.

When June Carter approached, Johnny could no longer control himself. He put his arms around her waist, pressed his forehead against hers, and put his cheek against hers, feeling her warmth, her breath, and her presence up close.

"See, Joan? They want to see us sing in a chorus."

Johnny is taking credit.

But June Carter was in trouble again.

Chorus? No problem, let's sing a chorus; but Johnny's actions were too intimate, and he caught June Carter off guard and disrupted her position again.

She couldn't be as unscrupulous as Johnny.

She had just gotten divorced and the news was all over the place. People didn't care about the truth behind it at all and habitually condemned women. This society is always more tolerant of men.

She couldn't get involved with Johnny, she couldn't bear the stigma of destroying Johnny's happy family, and she couldn't make her situation more difficult.

At least, not now. Even if she had a crush on Johnny, she could feel that Johnny also had a crush on her, but she had to keep her distance, otherwise she would fall into the quagmire of public criticism.

However, Johnny didn't understand these things, not only did he not understand, he also made things more complicated.

June Carter tried to get rid of Johnny's left hand, but she couldn't slap Johnny openly, so she had to smile and tease into the microphone.

"Okay, okay, don't hold on to me. I'll sing with you, but you have to let me go first."

In a half-joking way, catering to the style of the show, with the whole audience laughing, June Carter finally got rid of Johnny, but there was no time to breathe, because they were now standing under the spotlight, and their every move was under the watchful eyes of the public.

Terrible.

June Carter smiled widely to hide her panic and nervousness.

"Hey, everyone, hello!"

"I hope you don't mind me being barefoot."

A self-deprecating remark easily resolved the awkwardness, but this time the audience didn't buy it and the laughter was sparse, which made June Carter nervous.

She had to quickly change the subject, "So, what are we singing, Johnny?"

June Carter told herself that she would just sing and leave after singing this song, which added a bit of urgency to her business smile.

"You pulled me out, is this your whole plan?"

Spicy, sharp, straightforward——

June Carter is still June Carter, showing no sign of weakness and with a hint of provocation.

This time, June Carter succeeded in getting the theater audience to applaud and laugh.

June Carter turned to look at Johnny with a bright smile and a hint of gloating; but she never expected that Johnny seemed to have been prepared for it.

Johnny looked deeply at June Carter, and with a shy smile, he approached the microphone and looked at the audience. "I have always liked one of your songs, 'Time's-a-wasting'. Let's sing this song."

June Carter glanced at Johnny for a moment longer, and her smile paused slightly.

When Johnny looked at June Carter again, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of evil yet a hint of caution in his expression, which seemed a little hesitant.

Amid the applause and cheers from the audience, June Carter ignored Johnny and glanced around. She never expected that Johnny had set a trap for her to fall into. Now that she had put herself in trouble, she showed a big business smile.

"Oh, come on, I don't even remember that song."

"How about singing that hit of yours, 'Big-River'?"

Quickly change the subject and offer a solution.

The theater responded immediately with applause.

"That's a good song." June Carter was also trying to mobilize the audience's enthusiasm.

Sure enough, the theater was in an uproar, and June Carter's strategy worked temporarily.

However, Johnny refused to back down.

My brain was a mess, with thoughts buzzing and running rampant in my hangover state. There was a roar and my heart almost exploded.

That kind of desire, dark, hideous, twisted desire, broke through the restraints with its fangs and claws, and a hint of decisiveness appeared in the eyes between hesitation and pulling.

A kind of reckless arrogance.

The reins of reason were broken, and Johnny stared at June Carter, his aggressive nature no longer reserved, and was released.

Wanted, crazy, unrestrained.

(End of this chapter)