The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1393 It’s hard to tell the truth from the false
Reese was stunned.

Stunned, dumbfounded, even forgetting to show any expression, his eyes were fixed on everything happening in front of him, but his brain and body were completely unable to keep up.

Anson...

Is that Anson?
The power conveyed by his eyes and expression. That is not acting.

The pain and struggle, the torment and torture, the despair and powerlessness, mixed and intertwined between his brows. His eyes were unfocused, and it seemed that he could clearly see that his soul was being torn and torn apart. His world was falling apart, collapsing bit by bit.

Inadvertently, their eyes met and collided.

However, this time, she noticed him, but he didn't notice her. Their eyes met, but because his eyes were unfocused, they couldn't concentrate.

That is just a body and a shell, without a soul.

No Anson. No Johnny either.

Reese was stunned for a moment, even losing the ability to think. Everything was paused. She was not sure what was happening in front of her.

Then, just watch him.

Unruly and falling apart.

While spinning and jumping, the body suddenly stiffened and froze in place. The golden spotlight shone down, outlining the tall and slender figure.

Finally, it collapsed straight down with a loud bang.

heh.

Reese gasped, her eyes widened, her mind went blank. For a brief moment, countless crazy, intense, and hot emotions exploded, the world became completely quiet, and everything slowed down five or ten times. She could even clearly see the process of him slowly falling.

It seemed that she had never felt the effect of gravity so clearly, pulling that body towards the ground, but he seemed to lose consciousness, losing the conditioned reflex to protect himself, and collapsed straight down, pulling her heart along with him into the endless darkness.

oh oh……

I cried out from the depths of my soul, but all the sounds were trapped in my throat. I tried again and again, several times, before I finally heard my own voice.

"Oh, God, John."

June Carter's heart stopped beating. She had no way of thinking. She just followed her instinct and rushed out suddenly.

"John!"

June Carter cried out, over and over again, continuously, like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood, trying to call for help.

"Draw the curtain and call the doctor!"

"John?"

"John!"

"Draw the curtain immediately!"

"John..."

The side stages and corners that are not reached by cameras and spotlights can capture everything that happens on the stage.

Nora completely forgot to breathe and subconsciously took two steps forward.

Charles reflexively grabbed Nora's arm.

Nora didn't care who it was. She raised her hand and slapped Charles' right hand away. Her heart uncontrollably rushed towards her little son and slowly fell in the darkness.

Charles was struggling and struggling, but refused to let go. He held Nora's arm tightly and pulled Nora into his arms.

Nora looked up at Charles, "Anson, Anson..."

She couldn't even organize her words, and just called Anson's name over and over again, but the low voice could not hide the painful struggle:
Didn't you see what was happening with Anson? Didn't you notice that Anson was abnormal? Lucas's concerns were real, and things were happening.

Damn it!

Does it matter what film is being shot at this time?

Her little son was unconscious, her little son was possessed, all the movies were out of the question, her Anson was the only one that mattered.

At this moment, she even forgot to breathe.

Same thing with June Carter.

She shouted helplessly, trying to pull the man in front of her out of the arms of death, but then she realized that her voice was so fragile and so powerless, floating in the endless darkness, and she had no power at all, which made her fall into despair. Not only June Carter, but also the band members gathered quickly.

But unlike June Carter, the band members who have been with Johnny over the years have been a little calmer, and this doesn't seem to be the first time this has happened.

"Here, look here, John!"

"Look at me, John, come back."

They shouted and slapped Johnny's cheeks, trying to wake him up.

then.

Johnny was actually a little more awake, but his eyes were still unfocused, his sight was dull and drifting in the darkness, sweat was pouring down his forehead, and his whole body was wet and steaming as if he had been fished out of a hot spring, even his shirt collar was soaked.

Johnny's eyes were wandering, searching as if he was looking for the North Star in the night sky, trying to identify the direction.

But after looking around for a long time, I still couldn't find it.

A strange arc appeared on the corner of Johnny's mouth, revealing a strange smile, like a child.

Ha ha.

Laughter welled up softly in the back of his throat.

“Luckily,” he said, “I have numbered my feathers for emergencies like this.”

"Haha. Haha."

He was smiling, with a feeling of lightness, joy, and... relief.

At one point, Anson seemed truly relieved.

Back to the moment of rebirth.

He closed his eyes and fell into darkness. He didn't understand what was happening. There was endless darkness all around him, but it was always spinning at high speed. He was not sure what to do next. He just saw a glimmer of light at the end of the darkness, and subconsciously ran all the way following the guidance of the light.

He ran faster and faster, leaving all the worries and pain, all the struggles and torments behind him. Even though that glimmer of light seemed out of reach, he was trapped in the darkness doing useless work, like a hamster that kept running but always went nowhere, and it didn't seem to matter.

Because, I am finally free.

However, at the end of the run, he was caught off guard and crashed into that halo of light, gasping for breath, sweating profusely, and the blood in his body was flowing backwards.

Later, he saw a different world.

"John? John!"

"Doctor, call a doctor quickly."

"God, please don't just stand there."

"John!"

The voice was stirring in the distant other side. He looked in the direction of the voice, and then saw himself. A person who looked exactly like himself was standing there, waving at him.

"Hey, Anson."

He took a step forward and was about to get closer to take a closer look when, the next second, a loud thunderclap exploded in his ears.

"Card!"

The darkness receded like the tide; the crowd dispersed, and the lights mixed with the cold air rushed in all at once. It was so urgent and violent that it blocked his throat and made it impossible to breathe. He was choked by the air and began to cough violently. There was only a roar above his eardrums.

then.

"Anson...Anson!"

The calls exploded from far to near, dragging Anson to the ground all at once, and the force of gravity pulling at his heart became clear again.

The heartbeat appeared again.

Anson looked up in confusion and saw Reese's face full of worry and frown. But Anson just found it funny.

Just as I was about to make a joke, another figure rushed over like a tornado.

Anson shifted his gaze from Reese to the face in front of him that revealed her emotions. "Luca, you look really ugly like this."

(End of this chapter)