The Greatest Showman

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"What can I do?"

These are words to lend a helping hand, but Henry's body has drawn a distance, and the contradictory approach has pulled a trace of pain and struggle between his brows, but there is a stormy sea beneath his calm face, as if it even spilled through the window. The sun is getting colder.

Meredith stared blankly at Henry, grabbed her ankle in desperation, and dragged her little by little into the abyss of death. Before giving up, she cried out, from the deepest part of her heart. , "As you said, we were born in such a society with nothing, and the only thing we can do is to lament how bad life is..."

Meredith eagerly searched Henry's line of sight, trying to find the slightest resonance in those eyes, as well as the warmth that he was familiar with, but Henry's eyes were so calm, as calm as ten thousand years of ice, all His emotions were tightly wrapped, which made Meredith eagerly take a small step forward again, wanting to see a little more clearly, a little more clearly.

"It's not enough." Meredith felt that she was tearing to pieces. "I can't hold on." She took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but her emotions were tightly blocked in her chest, and she couldn't say anything. , she could only shake her head, and then shook her head again, the free-falling despair, pulling her emotions, began to shatter.

Looking at such a fragile Meredith, Henry's brows flashed a trace of forbearance, but he still managed to cheer up and tried to get close to Meredith, but after raising his left hand, he approached Meredith's arm , but I don't know where it should be placed - because Meredith is a minor, and he is also a teacher, touching underage students in any form is not allowed.

In the end, Henry put down his left hand in a vacant way, and said earnestly, "Listen to me, listen." The face in front of him was so immature, and before it had time to grow and open, it had already begun to wither, Henry's brows Wei Wei clumps, pondering his words, "We are all the same, we all feel pain..." The low and magnetic voice was like a gurgling river, causing the pain in Meredith's eyes to swell.

"We will all encounter the chaos of life. I know, life is really very confusing." Henry's voice was so light, yet so heavy, the words jumped and rolled between his lips and teeth, and all the bitterness, struggle and suffering in his heart were suppressed. , there was only peace left, a calm ashes as death. Before realizing it, Meredith's eyes were filled with tears again, and he looked at Henry dumbly and blankly, motionless.

"I don't have the answer to life either." Henry cruelly declared that he couldn't even redeem himself, so how could he redeem others? After he finished speaking, Henry paused for a moment, those deep eyes flashed, and he tried to remain indifferent, but the broken Meredith in front of him made him unbearable, and the struggle awakened countless numbers in his mind. Memories of: the unsaved mother, the unsaved grandfather, the unsaved Erica, and the unsaved self.

Maybe, he can't save Meredith, but at least, he can fulfill his teacher's duty.

"But I know if you write everything out. Everything will be fine." He was an English teacher, and words were his medium, and he hoped Meredith could be redeemed. But he forgets that, for Meredith, photography is her medium. But at this time, he was too busy to take care of himself, and didn't have time to pay attention to these details, the muscles in his back stiffened again, the invisible alienation was always looming, and it was like tormenting on a bonfire.

He is persevering, he is working hard, he is doing his best, otherwise he will look away and stare at Meredith seriously, intently, and devotedly, hoping that she can feel the sincerity in her eyes and find the The power to persevere. He sincerely hoped that she could be redeemed.

Meredith was immersed in those moonlight-like eyes, and he could capture the bitterness between his brows, reflecting his own face, as if standing in front of a clear mirror, suffering there. In her soul, she saw the state she was most familiar with, he was the same as her. The hot tears just fell down like this.

Meredith did not wipe her tears, but looked at Henry desperately and vulnerable through the hazy tears, "Mr. Bart, do you like me?" Her choked voice was intermittent, fragmented, and precarious.

The corner of Henry's mouth drew an arc, with a little helplessness, "Of course." In the way that teachers like students.

But this sentence completely defeated Meredith's last line of defense and strength. The whimper rolled up from the depths of his throat, and the tears kept pouring out, rejoicing, ashamed, joy, madness, pain, grief, all Emotions surged up. This is the first time someone said to her: I like it, the first time since I was born.

She just let the tears flow freely, as if a three-year-old child had been lost for a long time, and finally found a warm harbor, and then took small steps, moving forward little by little, timid but expecting, fear but Yearning, and finally the whole person threw himself into Henry's arms, carefully leaned his head on Henry's shoulder, tears completely burst.

Henry raised his hands and was at a loss. He tried to avoid it, but there was no way to retreat behind him. Then Meredith hugged him tightly and burst into tears. Henry was overwhelmed by the fragility of the disintegration. He tried to lower his raised hands and pat Meredith on the back, but this action was not suitable, so he stiffened in the air again, not knowing what to do it is good.

he can't

Do it, not only because of the relationship between the teacher and the student, not only between the adult and the minor, but also because he has no spare energy to save another person. Maybe, this kind of embrace is not saving, but leading to another bottomless. abyss. He was trapped at the bottom of the abyss of despair, living numbly and indifferently like a corpse, but he couldn't pull Meredith to death together.

"Meredith, don't be like this." Henry's voice was so difficult that the pain between his eyebrows could hardly be hidden, it was about to overflow, and even the words became difficult.

"Please." Meredith's sobbing voice came from his chest, pleading bitterly.

Henry knew it was cruel, but he had to do it, he put his hands on Meredith's shoulders, pushed her away, carefully kept the distance between the two, but dared not Too hard, he can only half-bend his arms stiffly, not straight, but not closed, and then try to lower his head and look into Meredith's eyes, but Meredith has fallen into confusion, just covering Mouth, shaking his head tearfully, trying hard to return to Henry's embrace, looking for that trace of warmth, and that trace of dry and reassuring breath.

"I can't help you." Henry closed his eyes, gritted his teeth with all his strength, and said in a deep voice, drawing a boundary between the two.

Meredith raised her head and begged mournfully, "Please, please." However, she was disappointed because she could not see Henry's eyes, nor the familiar tenderness, even The softness and fragility in the memory turned into a cold indifference and toughness, which made her burst with amazing energy, directly ignoring Henry's refusal "no", and plunged into Henry's arms suddenly, as if This is her lifebuoy, this is her last ray of life.

"You said you liked me. You said it." Meredith had completely broken down, repeating the same words over and over, over and over, "Please, please." She dropped everything His self-esteem and restraint, he also abandoned all defenses and protections, as if falling into the dust, crying continuously. "Please, please, please don't leave me, please."

That bloody cry made Henry feel sad, and a faint light appeared in the depths of his eyes. He quickly turned his head, took a deep breath, and covered up the fragility of that moment, but the sadness and pain between his eyebrows But it was so thick that it couldn't be melted, and it was like being in purgatory, suffering.

He tried to speak, but he couldn't make a sound. He could only push Meredith away with all his strength. This was too cruel and too rude, as if his hands were covered in blood and were strangling life.

"Please, I just need you to hold me and tell me that everything will be alright. Please." Meredith was out of breath, and the words were looming and could only be pieced together. Pieces out.

"Everything will be fine," Henry said in a hoarse voice, as if to convince Meredith and himself, "Everything will be fine."

Meredith could feel the strength on her shoulders, resisting her approach, refusing her own help, even the words lost their warmth, she rushed forward, burying her head in his arms Inside, absorbing the last trace of warmth, she knew that she was extremely pitiful and pathetic, but she could no longer think. This was her last hope of survival.

The classroom door was pushed open, and Sarah stood at the door, looking at the two people hugging each other tightly, looking at Meredith crying bitterly, the thoughts flashed in her mind, and then an incredible expression appeared. Amazement and fear.

Meredith heard the sound, turned her head, and saw Sarah who was looking at the judgment, which made her last bit of strength completely disappear, "No, no no no." She cried in despair, in the original She went around in circles, getting angry at herself, Henry, and Sarah, but in the end, shame and despair defeated all the defenses and failed, so she fled and left the classroom quickly.

"Wait, Meredith. Wait." Henry chased after him, but Meredith didn't stop, staggering away, and Sarah, who was standing next to him, looked at Henry in disbelief. "What's going on? What's going on?"

But at this time, Henry didn't have time to pay attention to Sarah. He just looked at Meredith's sobbing and broken back, and said in a loud voice, "Merredith, I'm sorry." He froze in place, sadness fell on his shoulders slowly like the night, those eyes were so painful.

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