Chapter 1643

"No. No no no. No, No

Langley repeated it over and over again. He was watching the disaster happen again, he was watching himself turn away from Paul, he was watching Paul step by step to the abyss of death, but he was proud of himself and chose to stand by.

no

It shouldn't be like this. He's sent Heather away. He can't send Paul away. He can't do it. He really can't do it. It's really difficult.

No.

The heartbreaking pain broke out in the deep of my mind, completely drowning the whole brain in a flash. The sharp and turbulent pain made the pain nerves reach the limit in an instant. The pain of the mountain and tsunami made the scream cut off all the feelings of pain before it had time to roar out, leaving only a tinnitus, It's like the "beep" after the heart stops beating

Then the whole world went into darkness.

"Don't let me go. Murphy His voice finally broke through the shackles, sobbing, "no, no, no, no, don't let me go. c'mon! Please, don't let me go If he turns away like this, disaster will happen soon; If he just turned and left, it might be a farewell; If he just turned around and left, he might regret it for the rest of his life.

"Don't let me go! No! No He cried in despair. The hot tears had completely blurred his vision. He could not even take care of his nose and saliva. He just whispered over and over again, but... It didn't help. He just turned around and left the room.

Suffocation.

He was almost suffocating.

recommit the same error. Once again, he watched the fate return to the original track, nothing changed, so cold and so cruel.

As he watched his figure step forward again, his anger and despair could not be suppressed any more. He used all his strength to launch a final counterattack. Like a trapped animal, he raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and pounded the bookshelf in front of him, "no! no no leave behind! You idiot! leave behind! Stay

He continued to roar like this. In his clear eyes, he could clearly and accurately catch the wounded and bruised soul roaring in despair. Like a wounded lion, he burst out all the energy in the desperate situation. The whole person could not help but began to hit the barrier of time and space in front of him.

no

No.

No!

In line of sight, once he seemed to finally feel the powerful force, stopped. Before leaving the room, he turned around and glanced at the figure lying on the bed, then at the direction of the bookshelf.

So he and himself looked at each other.

Through the shackles of time and space, they looked at each other like this: stay, please stay, otherwise you will regret for a lifetime, you will carry this regret, you will never get rid of, stay, Paul needs you to stay, that lonely and helpless Paul needs you to stay. Don't leave!

"Stay! Fool, stay So he cried silently, tears and nose water fell down, the voice had completely disappeared in pain, just repeated word by word, "stay", if he could, he would rather use his own disappearance to replace Paul's stay. He can't take it anymore. He can't take it anymore.

He is a coward.

He always uses all kinds of excuses to cover up his vulnerability and fear, but deep in his heart, he is always a coward. Dare not face once oneself, also dare not face own mistake, even dare not face lonely fear alone.

Because of this, Paul stood on the edge of the cliff again.

God.

"Stay!" Be sure to stay, will you?

But... Two of the line of sight after all or interrupted, and then the line of sight that had their own eventually left, the figure completely disappeared behind the door.

He stood still in the same place, looking at the silent door, completely cut off the hope of survival, and then the whole world fell into the silent darkness.

So he widened his eyes. The focus in his pupils broke away little by little. The big tears fell silently, but he couldn't catch the cry at all. Even the sobs were gone. It seemed that the brain stopped working. Now there was only one idea in his whole brain:

He has not been able to change history. He was not able to keep him. He was not able to save him.

He is a fool. He is the most arrogant and stupid fool in the world. He has the chance, but he just let it go. He's a fool, he's a fool!

Stay. Would you please stay?

……

The whole crew was silent.

Although lanli was in the air, his performance could not be observed from a close range. They could only feel the power of the performance through the monitor screen. But the struggle, regret, despair and pain were heartbreaking. They could not cry or make a sound, just like a cotton ball was stuffed in their chest, which made them feel uncomfortable.

It's just a play.

What's more, they all know that Cooper finally formed a communication with Murphy. Murphy finally interpreted the Morse code left by Cooper and successfully saved Cooper.

But at this moment, every staff member on the scene really felt the same. All the confusion had settled down. He just looked at Lan Li quietly and felt the desolation of powerlessness and helplessness. The despair was like tearing his heart texture bit by bit. He was too painful to speak.

"Card!" Christopher stood on the ground, picked up the loudspeaker, and called out, "Randy, good, very good. Let's adjust the camera and shoot the next scene. Next... "

Christopher's voice can't go on, but is interrupted by Emma Thomas. Christopher looks at his wife, but Emma shakes her head slightly. Her eyes are full of bitterness. The uncontrollable pain almost makes her speechless. Emma just signals the monitor.

Christopher subconsciously cast his eyes, and then he saw the lenley in the camera.

His hands are trying their best to grasp the bookshelf, but the power of his fingertips is still slowly passing away. He uses the helmet of his spacesuit to hold the bookshelf and tightly closes his eyes, but the cry of pain still overflows from his mouth, and the big tears continue to fall from his eyes. The sadness of gnawing heart and bone is crushing all his defense lines, In this way, he was hanging in midair, isolated and fragmented.

Christopher just froze.

Emma couldn't bear to turn her head. She endured it again and again. After all, she didn't resist her own embarrassment. Her tears broke the dike completely.

……

The unconscious appearance of Paul in the hospital reappeared in my mind, and the endless white seemed to devour him completely at any time, and then left forever.

He once grabbed Paul's right hand, he had a chance to keep Paul, but... He let go, he let go foolishly.

Now he regretted it, but there was nothing he could do about it. He had to leave it to fate.

leave behind.

Paul - damn it - Walker! Would you please stay? I need you to stay. I Want You.

At last, he could not hold on any longer. He fell apart like this. All his strength, all his reason and all his calmness were completely broken. Then he burst out crying. He grasped his heart with fear and contracted with force. He couldn't breathe at all.

Because of too much pain, he lost control of his body. He could no longer grasp the bookshelf, and then the whole person drifted out gradually. He only used a Weiya to maintain his body and hung in the air. He had no way to leave, hide, cover or control, so he was trapped in the air cage and had no place to escape.

It's like Paul, who's stuck in a hospital bed.

He closed his eyes, but his emotion had completely broken the dike, and he cried out of control. The deep regret and despair dragged his ankle to sink. The endless darkness came like a rolling tide, and the idea of "giving up" emerged in his heart.

Should he give up, too?

"Hi, first time. I'm Paul Walker."

"He shouldn't have done that! He shouldn't do that to you. "

"I'm sorry, Langley. I should have done my best for you."

"Are you all right, lanli? Can you continue to insist? "

"I'm always on your side."

"Thank you, blue."

Paul, who is always positive and optimistic, who always has a sunny smile, who is pure, simple, sincere and enthusiastic, who stands beside him whenever there is any crisis, who quietly enjoys life away from public view, who embraces nature with open arms, who embraces life with life

Paul, who is full of vigor and vitality, is now trapped helplessly in his small hospital bed, unconscious, and may never wake up, just as he is now trapped in an air cage, just as chujiashu is trapped in the hospital bed.

He can't help but wonder if he did something wrong?

If Paul can be transformed into eternity in speed, is it a proper death? If his selfishness instead destroys his desire for freedom, is it against himself? If his hesitation and hesitation become the stumbling block of Paul's "life is as gorgeous as summer flowers", is it a denial of himself? If Paul is trapped in the hospital bed forever, what is the meaning of life?

When life becomes survival, or even survival, does freedom and dream really exist?

Did he do something wrong?

What should he do? What else can he do? He is now like a mole ant, hanging in the air, firmly in the palm of fate, no place to escape.