The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1408 Fragmented
"Run, Jack, run! Don't look back!"

He shouted, heart-wrenchingly, with tears streaming down his cheeks, and in great rage.

All the anger, all the sadness, all the pain, all turned into a rain of fists, smashing hard on Jack, the beast called father, trying his best to buy Jack a glimmer of life and let him escape.

But when I turned around inadvertently, I saw that strange yet familiar face——

He, Anson Wood, nine years old, thin and short, his face covered in blood, he ran barefoot on the empty street, his hands and clothes were stained with blood, as if he had just escaped from hell, running wildly without a care in the world.

"Fire," he yelled, his hoarse voice almost exhausting all his strength.

However, there was no response. Those rooms, those spaces, were tightly closed and remained silent, leaving him alone outside.

run.

Involuntarily, without any time to figure out what was going on, he shouted loudly to the nine-year-old Anson Wood.

"Run, Anson, run! Don't look back!"

Behind him, rolling shadows were chasing after him, with bared fangs and claws, watching the struggle of the thin figure cruelly and ferociously.

It's like looking down at ants from a high position.

He followed behind slowly and leisurely, in no hurry to devour him, because the shadow was sure that he could not escape their Five Finger Mountain.

He ran wildly all the way, his lips were cracked and his feet were stinging. He had almost used up all his energy and could not even shout. He stumbled and was about to fall, but there was a glimmer of stubbornness in his eyes. He kept running stubbornly, his bloody feet running exhaustedly on the rough ground.

This scene seemed to strangle Anson's throat so tightly that he could hardly breathe.

A heart-breaking cry was heard from the front.

"Anson, run, run!"

Anson shuddered and looked in the direction of the voice. Suddenly his mind was buzzing and he was about to grind his teeth -

mom!
He tried to shout, but no sound came out, as if he had returned to his past life memories.

The mother held a stone in her hand and waved it around aimlessly and energylessly, ramming her head into the brutal and indifferent crowd. With her disheveled hair, she butted her head against their chests, wrestling with them with the mentality of dying together, but she had no offensive power at all.

When the vicious crowd saw Anson, they swarmed towards him like locusts. His mother tried to stop them, but it was just a futile effort.

Hula la.

The crowd burst.

The mother shouted, heart-wrenchingly, "Run!"

But, he can't.

He finally rushed in the direction of his mother, and was swallowed up by the crowd in a blink of an eye. A storm of fists and kicks came down on his body.

He protected his mother with his body and blocked the heavy rain with his back.

A bloody smell filled his mouth, and his internal organs seemed to be shattered.

Through the gap between the calves, one can see a group of indifferent faces gathered in the narrow space behind. They are watching and eating melons, looking down from a high position.

A small number of people couldn't bear it and looked away, but they just walked away in a hurry. However, no one was willing to make a sound, let alone help.

I could hear my mother's pleading voice, but it was gradually drowned out by the sounds of punches and kicks. My consciousness began to blur, and in a trance I seemed to no longer feel the pain. My soul left my body, overlooking everything.

"Let me go. I don't want to be your hero. I don't want to be a big shot. I just want to live a serious life like an ordinary person."

The song "Hero" is included in the August 31st band's first album "Midsummer Midnight". This is the band's first performance on "The Tonight Show" and it is also a song that Anson wrote specifically for the band's debut, inspired by Jack.

However, now Anson finally understood that those notes, those lyrics, and those emotions did not only come from Jack, but were the wounds hidden deep in his soul.

Jack, it's him.

Anson Wood, that's him. Anson, that's him too.

Their pain, their struggles, their despair, their dreams, are all the same because at the end of the day they are the same person.

He tried to call for help—

No, he was calling for help, and had been doing so all the time, trying his best to make a sound, but no one paid any attention. He just wanted to live a quiet life like an ordinary person, with some small happiness and some small dreams, but things did not seem to be that simple, and those nightmares kept haunting him.

Raising his eyes again and looking at Jack who was so close to him, Anson was completely stunned.

Anson tried to speak, but found that the words were stuck in his throat and no sound came out.

Jack looked at Anson with sadness and despair. Although there was still a smile on his face, his eyes were filled with tears. "Anson, don't leave me alone."

"No, please, I don't want to be alone."

Anson's throat was strangled, and he couldn't breathe, let alone speak.

Anson Wood appeared in the sight. The frail nine-year-old boy was covered in wounds. The pain in his eyes was struggling. He could hardly stand. It seemed that a gust of wind could blow him away. He stood in the corner of the meeting room and strode over. "Run, Anson, run! Don't look back!"

Over and over again, using all his strength to shout for help.

Ah!
The voice burst out from the depths of the soul, tears flowed and blood flowed like a river.

Ahhhhh!
The nine-year-old body could not withstand the erosion of darkness. The whole person was broken and sad, swaying in the storm and could fall apart at any time.

But he just stared at Anson and kept shouting the same words.

"Do not look back!"

This startled Anson, and he subconsciously turned around and started running.

Run, Anson, run!

Although he didn't know why he was running or where he should run, he still took a step forward and ran wildly in a direction in the endless darkness.

Jack cried out in terror, "No!"

Anson Wood rushed over, and Jack also ran towards him. Despair and pain, sorrow and confusion turned into a boundless ocean, which surrounded Anson in an instant. The steps he had just taken stopped again. He was completely trapped in the spot and unable to move. He was struggling to hold on in the stormy waves, and the fear of drowning was gradually overwhelmed his head.

"Let me go. I don't want to be your hero. I don't want to be a big shot. I just want to live a serious life like an ordinary person."

Anson Wood is approaching.

Jack was approaching.

Seeing that they were about to collide with each other, Anson couldn't help but hold his breath.

Then, the impact happened—

boom!
Anson Wood crashed into Jack and Jack crashed into Anson Wood, but the imagined disaster did not happen. Both of them stumbled and crashed into Anson.

Just like that, it disappeared, vanishing into Anson's body.

The world became quiet. There was no other figure in the meeting room except him.

The three people merged into one, and the memories of pain and despair surged in their minds like a tide. The tremendous and surging emotional power exploded completely, instantly pulling Anson into the vast ocean, surrounded by blue.

Blue, the breath was cut off, the whole person was shattered and disintegrated by the pull of the tide, the pain was instantly pushed to the extreme and beyond the endurance limit.

Snapped.

My nerves were broken and I could no longer bear it. My consciousness slowly sank into the endless blue and was slowly, gradually, completely swallowed up by the blue.

(End of this chapter)