Sometimes fate is extremely tragic, and the young man's small body and soul cannot bear it so fragile and weak.
The sight of attention seems to be nailed and fixed in one place. The focus shifts with the boy's gaze.
Wooden floors with white scratches. Fingernails shattered, bloody fingertips, sticking out of the arms outside the bed.
What a miserable sight.
"Alive. "
While paying attention, the auditorium realized the meaning of the trace. Someone shrewdly noticed that Liu's words were in the past tense.
No wonder it has been holding on until now, and Liu is easily shaken at this moment. It feels like everything is going to be ruined.
At this time, the soft voice like a spring breeze came in.
"Remember?".
Not slow and not fast.
"The story of Karn and Abel. "
Affectionately said.
Liu's eyes touched a certain point in time. I don't know why this is brought up now, but the doubts quickly faded away.
Sounds and memories that resemble the afternoon sun capture the soul that is about to break. Gasp.
Liu focused on the sound so he could breathe.
"I've read novels that say that Karn's sign is a powerful proof. Karn is a figure who broke the world around me and opened up me and destiny. "
A
completely different interpretation from the story told by the boy before it, the bewildered eyes turn to Isaiah.
Isaiah was unwavering in the face of those eyes.
Isaiah decided to break the discipline that bound them and move forward. No matter what the result of this step will be.
"Liu. And do not think of good and evil engraved in the doctrine. I'm not going to prove it to you now. So you don't tell me. "
The boy unchained and walked out.
"You are just carving out your destiny, where there is no need for any proof and repentance. "
Edward didn't remember the name of the movie until now.
Wanderers.
Wandering in fate, in the end, even fate was untied with his own hands, and the two teenagers who were wandering in life were wanderers.
The black eyes are slightly distorted. Like someone who is barely supported by a rough whirlpool, or, like someone who frowns at the sight of too dazzling.
Dam.
Hear something break.
The two teenagers were ruthlessly pushed by the wheels and now decided to go down on their own.
No matter where that footstep goes.
Fragmented. Duty.
The cloth dragged on the floor and walked forward.
The two boys had a faint hope on their faces.
Just get out of here.
Just leave safely.
As always, in the face of the test, the boy's wishes were trampled on.
Teng!
The man was startled by the hand that jumped out of the middle of the bundle.
"Damn! what is this!".
Before he could feel embarrassed, Liu grabbed Isaiah's wrist. Without giving the others time to react, they ran straight out of the building.
"Chase, chase, chase those guys!".
I heard the sound of chasing them from behind.
The
pursuit was in full swing.
"Uhhhhh
"Shan!".
Isaiah staggered off the hands of the two boys. Isaiah clung to the center of the road and shouted.
"It's okay, just run like that!".
Liu, who was biting his lip anxiously, ran to the front. From then on, Isaiah followed.
Smack.
Only the sound of running on the streets at night sounded silently.
I just want to leave it as it is.
Like you said, nothing is tied up, that's all. That would seem like what you say.
Maybe it's because of your affection that you want to pretend you don't know.
But it can't be done anymore.
You can't have anything to do with me, Isha.
Confucianism is self-deprecating.
The situation is already bad.
Liu thought Isaiah would blame himself. Although I felt my stomach tingling, I still had to endure it.
But why you.
It's all my fault, Liu.
Liu looked dazed. As if swallowing sharp shards of glass, the soft spring light seems to shake near the heart.
It's an inexplicably distant feeling.
"I started it, I made you like that. "
Why are you, looking at me with such a sad expression?
Isa.
"Move!".
Shan, where have you been? Where to go.
Liu grunted like a madman. Delirious, he kept calling Isaiah.
Can't let go.
I couldn't let go at the time!
Liu's eyes were bloodshot.
The audience held their breath for nervousness.
Liu's behavior of looking for Isaiah everywhere was obviously reckless, but no one could say that Liu was stupid.
Hearing the buzz, the audience clenched their fists anxiously. Please, run, someone muttered.
I
don't know if I met that voice, Liu rushed up the iron staircase of the dilapidated building.
Smack.
When the price of oil rose by about one floor, there were men passing downstairs.
The audience couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Although the men left, Liu continued to climb up.
Woock!
Roughly grasping the knocker of the roof, he opened it and went inside.
The door to the roof opened, and the screen switched as the moonlight poured down.
See Isaiah snuggled up against the wall and observing the surroundings. A cold sweat broke out on the pale neck of Isaiah.
“...... Liu. "
Isaiah muttered.
Isaiah's gaze was on the moon rising alone in the sky.
The picture facing the sky is down again, and the scene of the euro grabbing the railing in the moonlight changes.
Liu's dark eyes widened.
In his dilated black eyes, Isaiah walked in, standing against the wall.
"Shan!".
Holding on to the railing, he shouted a few times. His throat was hoarse and about to explode, but there was no sound.
A group of people was seen approaching Isaiah.
Ouch.
The hand that grabbed the railing was hard.
The screen switched again.
Isaiah, who was breathing with a tired expression, showed a determined expression.
I'll go find you, Liu.
Isaiah, who had made up his mind to speak, leaned his hand against the wall. Clear blue eyes facing forward.
Isaiah's feet took a step forward.
"Oh, no......
".With a sincere whisper, I saw the wet Liu's face.
"God, please. "
The slightly trembling voice was all hoarse, almost sobbing.
Toward Isaiah, the men were approaching. It's like the direction in which Isaiah gradually moved.
Liu felt very powerless.
"Please, please......
".Even though he prayed earnestly, no one granted the boy's wish.
Because the only one is there.
That moment.
In the eyes of the teenager, a violin that had been forgotten in an emergency walked in.
In a panic like a madman, he opened his violin bag and took out his violin.
The boy was a vagabond.
A wanderer who breaks the wheel of fate and wanders in search of his own life.
Don't know where to go.
Life is always like this.
The hand holding the violin trembled in the air.
The demon's whispers tried to drag him into hell.
Just close your eyes like that.
Close your eyes and cover your ears.
Until the moon sets, until then.
Syllable.
Cold sweat ran down his chin and down his forehead. The boy covered his ears and screamed.
Then the sound stopped.
Edward looked tired.
Of course.
Because the devil is a teenager.
It has always clearly conveyed the urgency and confusion of the teenager who was pushed to the limit and stood on the edge of the cliff.
In the face of that overwhelming performance, the audience could only freeze.
A teenager who has been denied, denied, and hesitant several times.
"Moving... moving".
Like grasping the last rope, fumbling for Isaiah's name.
That's the time.
The faint sound of the violin swept by.
Liu suddenly raised his head.
The wind is blowing and the leaves are fluttering.
The black hair floated up in the direction of the wind, then drifted down.
Underneath the black hair, softened eyes were seen. In the undulating part of the grass, a boy stands against a wall with his eyes closed.
The wind is blowing again.
Four corners, four corners.
The sound of writing on paper was heard.
The hand and paper writing the poem are close-up, and the screen moves to show a boy lying on his stomach with his arm on the side of him.
Forget to forget.
The boy was immersed in calm, his eyelashes moving slowly, and he lazily closed his eyes.
The rustling sound weakened.
The eyes that had been closed in the calm silence opened.
The picture faded away, and it completely shone on his face, and he saw a teenager with a stupid expression.
The boy stared at the violin in his hand in despair. The picture also follows the boy's gaze. The hand holding the violin strained.
My hands are weak.
Skillfully raised the violin. The picture fades away again, illuminating the church's doctrinal room.
The boy stood by the window.
A boy plays the violin with numerous scars carved into his hands. On the opposite side was a boy happily enjoying the performance.
Bang
Bang Bang!
The boy smiled brightly and applauded.
The scenery surrounded by white walls and smiling teenagers, warm air disappears.
In the bright light, the blue eyes that twinkle like stars with joy carry sadness half-dark and half-dark.
It is a narrow and humble alley. In the dim space, a pair of blue eyes clouded by moonlight said.
- I started.
Again, the boy was alone.
Standing alone on the roof of a dilapidated building full of garbage and cigarette butts, I couldn't laugh or cry.
A calm monologue sounded in the theater.
How can I express all this?
Someone raised a violin.
The audience watched in fascination. Just as the moment of nervousness and breathlessness is a fantasy, a moment of silence lingers in my heart.
Someone repeated the appearance of a teenager with a violin playing in a church.
The bow shoots down.
The soft melody rode the night air, faintly enveloping the audience.
The black eyeballs are obscured by the eyelids.
It's not terrible.
Whenever there was a violin sound, Liu was always with Isaiah.
If this piece is played in its entirety, will it be passed on to you, Isa?
In the dark blue sky, the hazy moonlight faintly illuminated the boy.
"Moonlight" poured down like a tide.
The soft playing becomes rough and then intense. Like confiding in the mood of a teenager, it is an explosive performance, as if it has torn apart the soul of the listener.
The violin played like blue moonlight, but swarmed with red enthusiasm, and the audience was mesmerized.
Finally, the image of the boy playing alone on the empty roof and a few footsteps is heard, and the picture gradually rises.
When I showed everyone the dark night sky and the moon above, it was dyed black. After the screen goes black, the performance continues for a while, but it quickly fades away.
There was silence in the theater.
The violin stopped, but people didn't expect to make a sound.
Later.
It was the time when someone was holding back their breath.
"What is it?".
The audience looked at each other in amazement.
The blackened picture lit up again.
It's like someone opens their eyes and turns into focus wonderfully, the blurry picture becomes clearer and clearer, and the faint blue morning sky is seen.
The picture shook unsteadily, and the moon that had not yet disappeared was faintly visible.
The morning sun rises on one side of the sky where blue and vermilion are mixed.
The picture is dyed black as if you had your eyes closed.
Later.
Credit comes out at the end of the movie.
CAST
YuDo-hyunLee
IsaiahMcBuckler
JoanAveryLush
(...)
DirectedbyLiamHoff
ProducedbyLiamHoff
Writtenby
LiamHoffandDo-hyunLee
You'll Also Like
-
A noble son from a poor family
Chapter 81 288 days ago -
Entertainment: Take advantage of Tianxian’s youth and give her a boss’s license
Chapter 63 288 days ago -
I am Wen Zhong!
Chapter 54 288 days ago -
Industrial Survey: Are you a private enterprise engaged in black technology?
Chapter 52 288 days ago -
In the mixed martial arts adventure, all the heroines are broken
Chapter 61 288 days ago -
Let you write about a small character's counterattack, and you write about the Hongwu Emperor
Chapter 53 288 days ago -
Super God: Knock out Hua Ye and drag Kesha into the woods
Chapter 61 288 days ago -
Siheyuan: I, Qi Tongwei, started in 1980
Chapter 50 288 days ago -
Xuanxian Supreme
Chapter 190 288 days ago -
Siheyuan: I am a fool, and I show off to the audience
Chapter 53 288 days ago