The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1190 Endless Night
At this moment, they are all the same, a group of souls lost in anger and sadness.

"Elephant", a movie like this, carries much more than just blood and death. The scars already existed before those tragedies happened. The loneliness, desolation, confusion and fragility overwhelmed themselves, on the verge of suffocation, unable to breathe, trying to make a sound for help, but only swallowing a mouthful of bitterness. So they swayed and drifted at a loss, scattered in unknown corners, and fended for themselves.

That’s why, after the movie, they can’t find their own voices—

Life is so cruel, there is no answer.

until now.

At a certain moment, the clean and clear melody flows amid the noise and clamor, quietly and gently, touching every corner of the wound. The slight pulling pain drags the soul out of nothingness, and before realizing it, it has already lost and sunk in the melody.

Quietly, the sound of the guitar strings flows quietly.

World, be quiet.

A small world was formed on the steps in front of the Angelica Film Center, where those scarred souls gathered in silence.

"Then when you run away, away from my gaze, then I will appear, in the stillness of the night."

“But I will not speak until the dawn breaks, and it will become a song, just a song.” (Note 1)

They, carrying their own scars and pain, struggled to move in the darkness, without even the strength to stand, barely surviving. The torment, the torture, the pulling were destroying their souls.

However, in the endless darkness, there is always a melody flowing and singing softly, gently and tenaciously healing the wounds and injecting energy, guiding them to find a ray of light in the boundless chaos.

He would not come closer nor leave, he would just wait there.

He would neither force himself nor get discouraged, he just stood there firmly.

Waiting patiently, watching quietly, and moving forward side by side in the endless abyss.

In an instant, my heart was hit hard. All the armor, masks and defenses were removed, and all the emotions were allowed to surge out. I finally allowed myself to be weak for once, because I knew I was not alone and I knew I would not walk alone.

That voice, humming softly.

"The turbulent water flows between the peaks of my heart, and my dear, you have occupied every corner of the valley."

"The turbulent water flows between the peaks of my heart, and my dear, you have occupied every corner of the valley."

again and again.

Over and over again.

A faint warm current flows in my heart, filling up those ravines, scars and dark corners bit by bit. I close my eyes involuntarily and wander in the melody, and my tense nerves and muscles slowly relax.

At the end of the movie "Elephant", Anson and his father stood at the school gate, watching the explosion in the direction of the gymnasium. The raging flames filled the entire sky. They did not run away but they did not react either, and they lost the ability to respond.

However, his father walked towards Anson and stood side by side. He raised his right hand and tried to pat Anson on the back, but he looked a little embarrassed and finally put his right hand down and just stood quietly by.

No one knows what will happen in the future.

They are not great heroes, nor do they have great wisdom. In real life, there are too many problems but not so many answers.

Therefore, they will continue to be confused and at a loss.

But at least they don't have to face it alone.

"The turbulent water flows between the peaks of my heart, and my dear, you have occupied every corner of the valley."

Again, again.

For some reason, my eyes became moist.

Then, a ray of sunlight shone down and fell over the Angelica Film Center. The warm light relaxed the tense body.

The world is bright.

The show is over.

Clap, clap, clap. Applause came spontaneously from all directions, not bright or noisy, sparse and slightly messy, but one could deeply feel the power and warmth behind the applause. Pairs of eyes gathered with surging emotions and fell on the strings, unable to control the surging and boiling emotions.

Lucas stared at his brother quietly, and couldn't help but whispered, "Anson."

Anson looked over and gave him a questioning look.

Lucas had thousands of words rolling in his throat, but he didn't know how to express them. There was a hint of struggle and pain in his eyes.

Anson caught it, and laughed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Luka, I'm fine."

Lucas didn't believe it.

Anson was about to explain that this melody was just inspired by the movie, or more precisely, by the audience who were so immersed in the movie that they couldn't help themselves, and it brought some comfort to these lost souls.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a passerby.

"Thank you. Thanks for the show."

Someone came forward, causing Lucas to turn his head away in embarrassment to hide his expression.

Anson looked at the person who came and smiled, appearing to be very generous.

However, as people came one after another, Anson suddenly became so busy that he had no room to ferment his emotions, and Lucas regained his sanity.

"I love this song."

"Is this for 'Elephant'?"

"What's the name of this song, and who sang it?"

"What, you created this yourself? No wonder I never had any impression of it."

"Thank you, you saved my afternoon."

Blah blah, there is an endless stream of people coming and going, the restaurant is packed with people.

Lucas' sentimentality had long since vanished under the sunshine and the hustle and bustle. He looked at Anson speechlessly: I'm the focus wherever I go!

But the point is, no one doubted Anson's identity, absolutely not.

They thought Anson was just a street performer or an ordinary audience member, and no one associated him with Anson at all.

This made the scene even more incredible. Even if it was not Anson, but just a stranger, or LeVeon Davis, he could still become the focus of attention.

Lucas noticed Anson's pleading look and shook his head helplessly. Although he rolled his eyes, he still helped to control the situation.

"The next screening is about to start. Are you ready to watch it again?"

A small reminder, the audience around them turned their attention back to the "elephant". Should they watch it again? Or continue to sit here and discuss the movie? They shouldn't put the cart before the horse and forget the scene at this moment. They are brainstorming because of the "elephant", right?

With a lot of chatter, attention was finally diverted away from Anson.

Anson wiped the sweat off his face secretly.

This was in broad daylight, unlike in a tavern, and his identity might be discovered if he wasn't careful. He didn't want to cause any unnecessary commotion.

Now we are finally safe from the crisis.

Anson was about to ask Lucas to leave, but he found that after the crowd dispersed, a figure was still standing there, with a restrained smile on his face, and the tears in his eyes flickered quietly in the sunlight.

At this moment, his eyes met Anson's. He smiled cautiously, waved his hand gently, and took the initiative to say hello.

"Hey."

Note 1: Be-The-Song (Foy-Vance)

(End of this chapter)