Chapter 464

"Get out of the car!"

Adam's voice is like a boat in a storm. He tries his best to maintain his balance, but he is teetering in the stormy waves. The tension to the extreme is likely to fall apart at any time, and the temperature of the air begins to rise slowly. Wave after wave of emotion, even he could not distinguish the details of those emotions: anger? Sad? insane? Sorry? despair? lose? Bitter? blank?

Maybe they are, maybe they are not. But all he knew was that the volcano was about to erupt. If Kyle doesn't leave, he doesn't know what he will do.

"Adam!" Seth is still nagging tirelessly, trying to express his emotions, but Adam can't help it after all. His fierce and turbulent emotions completely burst the dike. He waves his fist to Kyle and says, "get out! Get out of here! Get the hell out of the car Hard fists, like raindrops, mercilessly, without strength, fall down one after another.

"Don't hit me!" Seth has almost no power to fight back. This is not the plot written in the script. The sudden outbreak caught him completely unprepared, and he has no fight at all.

Although the mouth does not depend on does not scratch to roar, "I will not let you do like this!" He tried to run into the car and resist the crazy attack, but it didn't help. He retreated again and again. Finally, he rolled out of the co driver's seat like a ball and watched Adam close the car door, which set off a strong wind.

"Jesus Christ! Man Seth yelled at the end of the car, but he was locked out without mercy. Watching Adam drop the door lock, he said, "Damn it!"

Standing outside, a cold wind came, and Seth shivered, one after another, one after another.

At this time, he realized that his back was completely wet - the scene of driving just now was completely on-the-spot. He was really scared to pee, and felt that his underpants seemed a little wet. The fear of life and death was tearing his heart without any discount. He sincerely believed that Adam was sitting behind the steering wheel.

That's ridiculous, isn't it?

Seth's mind is so clear, clearly know that he is Seth Logan, but sitting in the driver's seat is not Langley, but Adam, he has no doubt. What's more incredible is that his lines, his reactions and his performances are naturally integrated with Kyle under the guidance of Langley, and the whole scene is full of flowing water.

Even himself, the boundary between reality and illusion, disappeared at this moment.

Bending down and looking at Adam in the driver's seat, Seth suddenly felt a sense of sadness. It can't be contained.

The wind and rain pushed Kyle out, and Adam gasped. Even so, his chest was still like a boiling volcano, gurgling, and his turbulent emotions were rampant, and countless memories came into his mind——

The first time I attended a friend's funeral, the first time I smoked wantonly, the first time I looked for an affair in a bar, the first time I was betrayed and abandoned by my girlfriend, the first time I saw the falling hair in my palm, the first time I felt sympathy and pity in other people's eyes, the first time I vomited because I was lying beside the toilet, the first time I received chemotherapy, I learned for the first time that I had cancer

All the fragments of memories were huddled together and disappeared in an instant, leaving only one piece of news: Mount MOA, in the savai Highlands, erupted, spewing four miles of black plumes of dust and smoke. The initial report said that the activity of Mount MOA is declining, but now according to analysts, the activity of the volcano is actually increasing.

It is such a trivial and irrelevant piece of news. However, it hit his chest hard.

He was like that volcano, silent for a long time, repressed for a long time, quiet for a long time, accumulated all the strength, and burst out soundly, as if releasing the last trace of energy in the soul without reservation. After the eruption, he would lose his color, recover calm bit by bit, and die completely.

Death. In this way, he died quietly, like volcanic ash, floating in the air, and finally completely precipitated and dissipated, leaving no trace.

But, he doesn't want to be like this, he doesn't want to die like this.

He is eager to erupt again. He is eager to be like this volcano. An eruption is just a turning point in his life. After this eruption, he will build up his strength again, start a new round of eruption again, and gradually embark on a new life road. This is not a symbol of decline, but a turning point of re strengthening.

He longed for it more than ever.

At this time, the emotion repressed in his chest is just like the crater of Mount MOA. The roaring sound is constantly surging, roaring and surging in his ears. He has been repressing, fearing that an outbreak will become the end, that a release will become the end, and that a bloom of fear will become nothingness. However, he could not restrain himself.

What's more ridiculous is that when he watched the TV news, he was stunned by the magnificence and magnificence of the volcanic eruption. The sigh of empathy and the regret of being out of it revolve in the eyes. The shallow warmth has covered a thin layer of water mist in the deep of the eyes, but it can't condense.

He wants to climb the rolling mountains, he wants to watch the volcano eruption up close, he wants to walk through the precipitous tropical rainforest, he wants to stand on the crest of the turbulent waves, he wants to fall freely from high altitude, appreciate the precipitousness of the coastline, he wants to feel small in the fierce wind and rain, He wanted to look up and watch the mountains and fields of volcanic ash falling slowly

However, he can only sit on the sofa at home and watch the news; He can only be pressed in the hospital sofa, receiving chemotherapy; But he can only stand in the same place, waiting for the trial.

He has not had time to appreciate the wonderful world, nor to taste the taste of life, life is about to be declared the end.

At this moment, all the memory fragments, like a kaleidoscope, spray out. But just now, he couldn't think of anything he wanted to do in his mind. He just blurted out, "drive." Clearly, his life has just begun, and there are countless things waiting for him to explore and conquer, but the night before the operation, the only thing he can think of is driving.

Unwilling, angry, bitter, burst at the tip of the tongue; Regret, despair, pain, in the chest constantly hit; Helpless, depressed, dreary, rippling in my mind.

The heat of the lungs gradually began to lose control, almost out of breath, open mouth, trying to breathe, but can not feel any oxygen, just feel the whole person swelling to the extreme, in the edge of explosion at any time. Holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, the tendons burst out and tried their best to suppress the air pressure. The steering wheel was almost crushed, but it was still in danger.

He, can no longer suppress, just like the eruption of Mount MOA volcano. But he did not know whether this was his last outburst.

"Ah

Roar, crazy roar, grasp the steering wheel, put all the emotion and anger into the hands, but still can not control the gurgling eruption of emotion, "ah!" He burned his life, burst out all the profusion, all the magnificence and all the dazzle, and then the whole world fell into black and white bit by bit.

But even so, it's still not enough.

"Ah, ah He pounded the steering wheel angrily, raised his legs and kicked all the obstacles around him, just like trying to break free from all the shackles of life and fight against the heavy pressure of fate. However, he found himself trapped in a narrow rut. No matter how he struggled, he could not stretch, "ah ah

He grasped the steering wheel tightly again, his whole muscles burst out, and his upper body pressed forward like a drowning man's desperate cry for help Anybody hear me? Can anyone hear his call for help? Can anyone hear his roar? Did anyone listen to his reluctance and despair? Can anyone hear his depression and pain?

Tears filled the eyes, but before they could gather into drops, they had been evaporated by the burning anger and boiling despair, leaving only a faint red mark beside the eyes, as if the fire cloud left in the sky after the volcanic eruption fainted, and then fell to the ground and stretched to the junction of the sea and the sky.

"Ah Once again, Adam slammed the steering wheel angrily, draining the last bit of his body.

Standing outside the car window, Seth quietly looks at Adam, who is crazy to vent. His mouth opens slightly involuntarily, and his mood stagnates between his chest and throat, which seems to block the passage of his breath. He floats in the air, but he can't get up but he can't get down.

He knew that Adam was suffering from cancer, he knew that Adam was about to face surgery, he knew that Adam's life was in a sensitive period, he knew, he knew, but he could not feel it, because he was not the client, and he did not try to understand Adam's feelings, but he never knew, hidden under Adam's calm expression, But with such surging emotions, the instant eruption is even more violent than the volcano.

At this moment, Seth felt the coming of death as never before. It seemed that he was at the corner of the street, holding a scythe in his hand and staring at Adam without expression. He wanted to stop the arrival of death, he wanted to help Adam recover, but his feet were pinned in place, unable to move.

Seth blinked and hid the warmth around his eyes. He gently sipped his lips and tasted the bitterness of his mouth. I can't bear to keep watching.

At last, the emotion was released. Adam leaned on the steering wheel and gasped. The dark night began to penetrate slowly and gradually erode all the light around him. The world was becoming dark and the fragile shoulder seemed to be crushed and destroyed at any time.