The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1385: Like a dream, nothing happens
How to do?
What should they do? What can they do?
Lucas used all his strength to keep himself calm, listened carefully to the voice on the other end of the phone, and tried to catch a ray of light in the darkness.

Ten years passed in the blink of an eye, and all the nightmares and shadows had been left behind. They thought that they had finally healed their wounds and moved on with their lives; but they never expected that they were still trapped in nightmares, and those scars had never healed, and would never be perfectly restored to their original state.

It happened, and it happened. Even if the wound heals, it still leaves a mark in the heart and soul, and it will not disappear.

Nora's breathing was a little disordered, but she was not out of control. The woman showed her perseverance and strength, and her voice echoed in the night.

"Luca, calm down. You hear me? Calm down."

“I’m going to Las Vegas now.”

Lucas was stunned, "But, Mom..."

"Luca." Nora interrupted Lucas and said firmly, "We will not lose Anson, understand? We absolutely will not."

After hanging up the phone and sitting in the darkness, the world fell into endless silence again.

Unexpectedly, tears broke through the constraints of my eye sockets and almost burned my cheeks.

In an instant, he felt the helplessness and confusion of fifteen years old again. The guilt and anger of self-blame weighed heavily on his shoulders, and he could hardly hold on.

It's him. It's all because of him.

But he was not fifteen anymore, and he would not lose Anson again.

Taking a deep breath, Lucas grabbed the reins of reason and regained his balance, with determination in his eyes. No matter who it was, even the god of death, if they wanted to take Anson away, they had to step over his body.

……

The night, like water, softly and lightly covers my body. Waves of chill penetrate into my body through my pores, and my tired and heavy muscles feel sore.

Anson couldn't help but curl up into a ball, hugging his knees tightly, curling up like a cooked shrimp, with his knees against his chest, trying to get a little warmth.

The air vibrated slightly because of the sounds of knocking on the door and calling. The thick and impenetrable night pressed down heavily, and my chest felt stuffy and I couldn't breathe.

"Anson..."

"Anson!"

The calling voice came from far away and finally exploded in his ears, startling Anson. He sat up straight and looked for someone in the pitch-black night. The moonlight was tightly blocked by the blackout curtains. No light could be detected and the whole room seemed to be occupied by thick fog.

"Anson!"

Outside the door, there were knocks and calls, which finally drew Anson's attention back.

He threw back the quilt, put his feet on the ground, and staggered towards the door of the room. But when he was about to arrive, he felt a chill on his toes and stopped with an emergency brake.

Look down.

Beach. Waves.

Wait, why are there beaches and waves in the room?

Anson involuntarily took two steps back, only to find that his footprints on the beach were particularly clear. The white waves chased his toes and rushed up, kissing them gently. A slight coolness wrapped around his toes along with the wet touch, and the sound of the waves blew on his face along with the cool sea breeze.

What...what's going on?

"Anson."

A voice came from behind him. Half asleep and half awake, Anson turned around subconsciously and looked over. Then, he saw his mother. There was also the small alley where he and his mother lived when they were hiding from creditors, a shelter with a palm-sized space with the kitchen and bathroom outside.

"Anson, run."

The mother screamed heartbreakingly, her tears and snot mixed together, and her face looked miserable.

But why is he here?
But there was no time to think about it now, the mother shouted with all her strength.

"Run, run!"

He looked forward and saw a group of ordinary men. They were not fierce or burly, and they were not at all like the brutal debt collectors in the legend. They were ordinary men who would pass by in daily life and would not attract any attention. They were ordinary men. But at this moment, their faces were as ferocious as those of the devil.

The mother fell to the ground. A man was stepping on her right hand and bending over to look for her wallet. Only a few lonely banknotes fell out of it. A man was pulling her hair back, venting all his frustration and anger on this powerless woman.

A group of people in the back were turning their rental house upside down, throwing clothes, bed sheets, shoes, dishes and chopsticks all out and onto the ground. Even if they couldn't find anything, they had to smash everything.

They should also be victims, victims who are in trouble and despair because of their father.

They couldn't find their father's hiding place, so they vented all their anger on the mother and son, pointing their fists and knives at those weaker than themselves. They tore off their usual disguises, revealing the ugliness and hideousness hidden under the masks. The bloody aura twisted in their eyes, and evil flowers bloomed.

A well-dressed man in the front stood watching all this coldly, seemingly interrogating his mother about something. Then, following his mother's line of sight, his icy cold eyes instantly enveloped Anson.

Anger suddenly broke through reason——

These cowards.

"Get out! Get out!"

"If you have the guts, go find my dad and dig deep into the ground to find him. Why are you all coming here to embarrass us, an orphan and a widow? You really should take a look at your own faces. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen someone this disgusting."

"We don't know where he is. We don't know, we don't know, how many times have we told you that we know nothing, why don't you let us go?"

"I'll fight with you!"

While cursing and distracting himself, he grabbed his backpack and found the location of the brick.

Then, without hesitation, he took a step forward, swung his backpack, and with red eyes, smashed it desperately at the man in black suit in front of him.

Bang!
The brick hit the man's jaw accurately, and the man was caught off guard and fell backwards, which scared the other people.

Without any hesitation, he threw the brick at the two people who were controlling his mother, forcing them back, and turned around to protect his mother behind him.

Then, without being greedy, facing the situation of being outnumbered, he aimed at the closest person, threw a brick at him, and then punched him without caring about anything. Even if he couldn't fight so many people, at least he could take someone with him.

boom! Bang bang bang!
One punch after another, he was completely bloodthirsty.

Even though the crowd surrounded him and started beating him up, with fists falling on him one after another, he refused to let go. He gritted his teeth and beat the man who had just pulled his mother's hair ruthlessly, killing him in exchange for his life.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere. The people around were completely frightened. Looking at him, covered in blood, with a murderous look on his face, the breath of death spread everywhere.

They finally couldn't control themselves anymore and the cowards fled in panic.

He was finally exhausted and had no strength to punch anymore, but he still looked around with wide eyes and shouted in a hoarse voice, desperately and angrily.

Crazy, he was completely crazy.

(End of this chapter)