The Greatest Showman (Big Play Bone)
Chapter 245: Helpless
"I don't feel anything between her and I!" Jacob's voice tightened, but there was no anger at all. It was more tired and helpless, and you could even feel his muscles tightened. He got up, his hands stretched straight, but he was trying to restrain himself without clenching his fists.
But Jacob’s helpless attitude angered Anna. Her handsome eyebrows could not help but become tangled, and her anger became unstable in the irritability. She closed her eyes to avoid making any more changes. The move came out of control, but the voice still revealed the inner teeth, "Between you and her! There is clearly a feeling!"
"No!" Jacob's mood seemed a little overwhelming, and his voice rose slightly, "Not at all!"
Anna opened her eyes, her voice continued to rise, and she severely suppressed Jacob, staring at Jacob incredulously, "It's clear! I just read your text message!"
"She is just my colleague!"
Both people raised their voices, Anna's sharpness and Jacob's vigor collided together, reverberating for a long time in the small space of the kitchen, Anna's body couldn't help leaning forward, and she had the upper hand.
"She! You!" Jacob opened his palm frantically, trying to scream up to the sky to vent his irritability and depression, but all his emotions were squeezed into his chest, making it extremely difficult to express even more. Don't say it was cathartic, he could only yell in angrily, "You shouldn't read my text messages!"
Anna looked away in a panic, but then realized that she could not show weakness, so she turned her head and looked over again, looked at Jacob who was burning with anger, and shook her head irritably, "Why are you shouting at me?"
The injured fragility fainted between the eyebrows, like a sap, hitting Jacob's head fiercely, looking at the bright eyes, the helpless emotion pulled his ankles down quickly. , It’s like a free fall, all emotions disappeared, and only powerless, deep powerless, "Sorry I yelled just now."
Jacob raised his hands to support his head, fingers inserted into his hair, feeling that his heavy brain was about to explode, but he was helpless. The kind of helplessness, powerlessness, and helplessness that left the depths of my heart empty. He doesn't want to argue.
However, Anna did not receive the message, "Don't be angry with me." Anna regained the upper hand, and said condescendingly, "If you keep yelling, everyone else will be attracted."
The disappointment and reproach in the words stung Jacob. He raised his head and looked at Anna in front of him through his hands. His eyes were filled with inconceivability, and he couldn't believe that Anna really said that. That pair of dark brown You can see anger rising in the eyes, and then dissipating; irritability rising, then dissipating; excitement rising, then dissipating again. The mixed look complained silently.
Anna looked away anxiously. Jacob's gaze made her feel uneasy. She wanted to reconcile, but the words she uttered were different, "This is very important, if someone else comes over."
That raised voice, that deep disappointment, that restless anger, Anna listened to her own voice, unwilling to believe that this is her own voice, this is her own words, every thought in her mind is resisting With these words, even she herself hates herself. However, she still spoke out.
Anna turned around, concealing her panic, because she knew she had made a mistake. Even with her back to Jacob, she could feel Jacob's anger when he was sad to the extreme. She had never seen Jacob like this before, and she didn't have the courage to face it.
Yes, Jacob was angry, his eyes widened, and the fragmented emotions raged again. He knew that he should shut up and the quarrel should end at this time, but his body stood up impulsively, as if his anger had already been seized. After leaving the dominance of the body, "Who will come over? Simon?"
He could clearly hear his own voice in his mind. He hoped Anna could deny it, he hoped Anna could fight back, and he hoped Anna could confront him again. However, he was disappointed. This time, silence was waiting for him. Except for silence, still silence.
Jacob just stood on the spot, as if he wanted to sit down, but stood again; as if he wanted to stand up straight, but couldn't bear the weight of his shoulders, he just squatted like this, every muscle of his body stiffened. Stay on the spot, and then slowly and slowly stand up. All the emotions on that face began to ebb little by little, and the ruddy face became pale, and even the anger at the corners of the mouth and eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by despair, deep despair.
There was still silence. Anna started to cut the zucchini again, only the sound of the blade colliding with the cutting board was thinking, and the sound of the frying pan made people start to irritate.
The last glimmer of hope in the dark brown eyes was also extinguished, and a look of disbelief flashed by, and the overwhelming anger made him take two big steps forward, but the kitchen is really too small, just two steps. He slammed into the stove, but he didn't care at all. There was only one thought in his mind, "Have you slept with him?"
Anna didn't answer, she still cut the zucchini intently, and Jacob patted Anna on the shoulder, "Have you? Answer me!"
"Don't touch me!" This was Anna's only response.
But this kind of response angered Jacob. He looked at Anna wistfully, lowered his head, tried to look into Anna’s eyes, looked at those crystal-clear eyes, and heard the answer to the question—even he was not sure. Do you want to hear the answer, "Have you ever slept with him? Yes, or not?"
"Jacob! Don't touch me!" Anna yelled at her maximum volume, and then pushed Jacob away. But this time, she was at a disadvantage.
"Have you?" Jacob was like an angry lion, roaring with all his strength, the desperate anger dragged him into the endless darkness.
"Jacob, don't!" Anna put down the knife, raised her hands, closed her eyes, but never dared to raise her head, and said coldly.
"Nothing?" Jacob slammed the wall back against the wall, and then just froze in place, looking at Anna's profile, looking at the profile of Anna who refused to communicate with him, sadness and bitterness. It was so sparsely pressed on his shoulders, the heavy weight was almost overwhelming, and Jacob looked at Anna sadly like this, as if only for a moment, the anger disappeared, leaving only confusion. , And the loss of free fall but unable to land.
"Is there any? This is a very simple question, yes, no." Jacob said calmly, calmly like a lake with no waves, crystal clear-you can see the depths of the lake clearly Ripples and wreckage. "Is there any?"
There was an unusually hot conflict in the previous second, as if a comet hit the earth; the next second, it returned to calmness, and it was so quiet that the sound of the oil pan became noisy again.
Anna did not speak, but silently put down her hands, looked at the zucchini on the chopping board, her eyes suddenly lost focus. She wanted to raise her head to look at Jacob, but she didn't have the courage. She knew that all the light and color on the face she once loved had faded.
Jacob just looked at Anna quietly, quietly. Then he slumped his shoulders, turned and walked back, sat down again with a sense of excitement, picked up the red wine, and said nothing.
"I won't answer your question." Anna got busy again, picked up the knife again, and was about to cut the zucchini. She shook her head gently and whispered.
The red wine in Jacob's hand paused, "Why can't you look into my eyes and answer me?" But his question still did not get a response, and the emotions in his chest were rampant, tearing him into countless pieces, as if It will explode in the next second, venting without warning, "Look at me!" Jacob screamed in despair, like thunder on the ground. This was his only request. He wanted to see the pair of himself again. Beloved eyes.
Anna was taken aback, closed her eyes, shrank her shoulders, and her whole body shrank, but she was unwilling to flinch, turned around and yelled back hard, "Don't yell!"
"I want to roar!"
"No, you can't. Not at my house!"
The unreasonable roar of the two people stirred in the air, and the whole room began to tremble. Even the warm yellow halo was dyed with a layer of coldness, and the uncontrollable anger burned all the constraints of reason. Before he could think, all the words broke through the shackles of his throat.
"Okay, then I will go back to my house! I really want to go back to my own home! Don't I want to go back to my house? I want to go back now!" All of Jacob's emotions exploded, like a flood It usually poured down, his muscles were tight, and he screamed loudly against his neck.
Anna was also completely angry~lightnovelpub.net~ still holding the sharp knife in her hand, bumped back without showing any weakness, "Why are you shouting at me?"
"Why do you have the right to say that to me?" Jacob stared at Anna's back, but couldn't get any response. "Yes, I just want to yell at you here. I don’t want to stay in my own house!"
"Don't yell at me..." Anna's voice was completely submerged in Jacob's roar like a surging river, and she was unable to resist. She simply threw the knife directly into the sink and turned away neatly. , Refused to continue communicating.
Jacob still looked at the sizzling oil pan in front of him, his sight never followed Anna's footsteps, his movements were frozen in place, and he watched quietly as the strong smell of gunpowder slowly dissipated and the gap between his eyebrows The loneliness settled slowly, the light in the depths of his eyes gradually disappeared, and the line of the shoulders that had been taut because of anger slowly softened, and then began to fall apart.
A touch of pain slipped through his eyes, but he didn't even have the strength to close his eyes; he still held the glass of red wine in his right hand, and had never drank a sip, even alcohol couldn't numb his nerves.
Zila, Zila, the sound of the oil pan reverberated in the kitchen, and it was alarmingly quiet.