The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1374 I can’t help myself
Surrounded by enemies, there is no way to retreat.

June Carter stood barefoot, the dirt and coldness of the wooden floor penetrated into her body through the soles of her feet, but she was completely unable to move.

Not even a finger.

There was no light in June Carter's eyes, but her smile rose habitually, like a Barbie doll, revealing a delicate and perfect curve.

Then, she leaned in close to the microphone and absentmindedly followed Johnny, matching the melody.

"I have arms."

Despite trying to hide it, the song... had no warmth. The coldness and alienation could not be concealed.

What is truly absurd and ridiculous is that even so, the pitch and rhythm are still perfect.

And, without a pause, into the chorus, June Carter and Johnny in perfect harmony, "Let's use our arms together."

Then, June Carter sang, "Come on..."

The curve of his mouth revealed a hint of self-deprecating bitterness.

Ridiculous, sad, and funny.

She felt that she was hopeless. Bathed in the spotlight, her face and soul gradually became blurred.

But Johnny didn't notice. He looked at June Carter with deep affection and devotion, his smile fully blooming, his eyes fixed on the face in front of him, and joined June Carter again in singing affectionately, "Time flies."

Snapped. Snapped. Snapped.

The entire theater audience was immersed in the melody, clapping and beating the rhythm, becoming members of the band and adding grace to the performance with their light-hearted and joyful attitude.

This made Johnny's heart flutter.

Gently and slightly, a kind of happiness and excitement that is difficult to describe in words passes through the heart like an electric current. The low voice shows a rare joy, and the words seem to capture a kind of eagerness and enthusiasm.

"I have lips."

sang Johnny, staring intently at June Carter's lips.

June Carter, "I have lips."

The next sentence was the chorus. Johnny was clearly leaning against the microphone, but he still couldn't wait to move closer, so close to June Carter's lips. The breath and the exhaled air intertwined together, and the light humming of syllables also intertwined together, adding to the ambiguity.

"Let's use our lips together."

June Carter noticed Johnny's gaze, staring at her like a wolf, and his scorching eyes almost burned her lips.

"Come on..." June Carter glanced at Johnny.

Annoyed. Depressed. Frustrated.

However, in Johnny's eyes, which were so pure, so innocent, and so happy, June Carter could also feel that kind of pure joy.

She is not heartless.

Briefly, very, very briefly, June Carter didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Looking at Johnny like this, she couldn't continue to be angry. Instead, she found it a little funny.

absurd.

For a moment June Carter could not tell whether she felt she was being ridiculous or whether she felt Johnny was being ridiculous.

But no matter who it was, the corners of their mouths still lifted up slightly with a smile, and this time it was sincere, with a hint of lightness visible at the corners of their mouths and in their eyes.

Blooming quietly under the spotlight.

Johnny leaned into the microphone again and added June Carter's voice, "Time flies."

The collision of eyes and the reflection of smiles are only a brief moment, but the warmth conveyed by the singing makes the notes light.

Maybe... a performance is just a performance, just a song, no big deal, no need to think too much; moreover, the audience is innocent, they bought tickets to enter, they should enjoy a happy performance, she should not disappoint the audience, there is no need to give more meaning to a song. Moreover, the performance is already halfway through, there is really no need to keep a straight face, right?

June Carter's tense heartstrings relaxed, little by little, and her skirt began to sway to the brisk rhythm of the double bass.

Not only the smile, but the singing also became a little more cheerful.

"If you don't mix the batter before baking, the cake won't taste good..."

June Carter's voice was a little playful, and her elongated tail tone revealed a hint of teasing, which the audience sensed, with many people laughing and cheering.

June Carter turned and looked at Johnny, and Johnny felt June Carter's softening directly, staring at the face in front of him with shining eyes.

Those eyes were filled with the sea of ​​stars.

Johnny accidentally looked directly into June Carter's eyes. In an instant, his cheeks turned red, like a young boy who had just begun to fall in love, and his eyes became flustered.

Johnny used a smile to hide his shyness, "If you find it troublesome and refuse to take action, love is nothing but a bubble..."

Then, their eyes met again.

You look at me, I look at you, and our eyes meet, filled with tacit understanding.

Involuntarily and uncontrollably, my heartbeat began to speed up, intoxicated by the collision of notes——

There is no doubt that this is a love song, a love song written specifically for the chorus.

The sweetness and happiness of passionate love are so strong that they cannot be dissolved, and gradually ferment in the chorus of Johnny and June Carter, one low and one high, one deep and one bright.

"If you can come with me, I'll speed up one, two, three."

June Carter was slightly excited, immersed in the music and the singing, "Come on..." The superposition of skills and emotions made the ending sound more winding.

Stretch and stretch again, June Carter looked at the audience and then at Johnny, and as their eyes crossed, a beautiful ending was like a boomerang. A smile crept up the corners of her mouth, and the emotions in her eyes began to surge, and suddenly bumped into Johnny's eyes, and those eyes looked at her affectionately and intently.

Be single-minded and focus on one thing.

Suddenly, it hit June Carter's heart hard, and the sound of the chorus was filled with sweetness and happiness. The corners of the two people's mouths raised similar arcs, "Time flies!"

Ho, ho ho ho!
The theater audience cheered and were excited by the performance, with whistles and applause one after another.

June Carter briefly reveled in this moment. No longer restrained or worried, her smile bloomed without reservation, and the world became brighter.

She seemed to be able to enjoy performing again.

His gaze was clear and bright as he looked towards the audience seats, interacting with them with his eyes, but when he met that cold gaze, his eyes instantly cooled down.

a woman.

A woman dressed up, obviously, June Carter didn't know her; but at this moment, she had her hands folded across her chest, with no expression and no warmth in her eyes. She looked her up and down with a critical and contemptuous attitude, judging her from top to bottom, and the disdain and contempt in her eyes were not concealed at all.

In an instant, a bucket of cold water was poured down.

As if she had fallen into an ice cellar, June Carter froze in place, her scalp going numb.

In the eyes of others, she is a woman who betrayed her marriage, she is a woman who is restless at home, she is a woman who shows up in public and abandons her husband and children, she is a woman who is abandoned by God and cannot enter heaven, and she is a woman who destroys traditions.

One look, just one look is enough.

She not only has to face the gazes of men, but also the gazes of women. She is like a rat crossing the street, everyone is shouting and beating her, and she has nowhere to escape.

She tried to calm herself down and not be shaken by the looks and words from the outside world, but the outside world was not like that.

A look, full of judgment, dragged her back to reality from the joy and sweetness of the music.

(End of this chapter)