area51novel Chapter 541: Final Farewell Performance
Chapter 541: Final Farewell Performance
Chapter 541 The final farewell performance
At the end of the story, Muro looked at the Moon River, which was constantly bursting with flames and explosions, and Mike, who could never come back from the Moon River.
The flames and heat waves continued to come, as if mocking Muro's incompetence...
[How to become a great hero? Wear invulnerable armor? Or... be braver? ]
[He chose the script of a great hero, but missed the time for redemption. ]
Looking at the endless sea of fire, Muro fell to his knees on the ground with weak legs. He could do nothing and save nothing.
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"Muro!!!!"
Suddenly, Mike, who should have been burned to ashes in the sea of fire, rushed over and hugged Muro from behind, "It's over, you acted well!"
"It's over with Muro, we are all free!!!"
This may really be Jack's cry from the bottom of his heart. Although he had already read the script and knew that he was playing a role similar to a villain, when he really did it, he always felt that it was so weird...
Moreover, Jack himself could hardly count how many times he had been injured for this play. He decided that after leaving here, he would have a big meal and reward himself.
(I completely forgot what I said before about losing weight (=_=))
“This is a rare opportunity, let’s take a photo together!!!”
Don’t ask why the camera in Carl’s hand looks so familiar. He has already run back to Oritis Manor and brought his VCR over. Wouldn’t he go find Joseph and ask for his camera as well?
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But then again, this scene is really fun, it's just like...
Finished!!!
All the actors, stand in a row, let's take a photo together as a souvenir! ! ! !
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As the last photo slowly fell, it seemed as if time had frozen at this moment, and its light figure silently announced that the play had finally come to a perfect end.
In that photo, the background is the burning Moon River. The fire is so fierce that it turns half the sky red.
However, what is surprising is that the photo also shows Valletta who froze to death in the snow, Natalie who committed suicide by jumping into the river, the Crying Clown who died with her, and Mike who resolutely burned himself in the Moon River.
Their figures appeared so clear in the light of the fire, as if they were real.
Looking at Muro again, the tears on his face had not been wiped clean yet. The crystal tears slid down his cheeks, leaving faint traces.
At this moment, he looked extremely sad, but he was forcing a smile, as if at the last moment, the souls of those deceased companions had returned to his side and accompanied him silently.
Although everyone knows that all this is just a false scene setting and just a carefully choreographed drama, when this moment really comes, it is inevitable that an indescribable sense of loss and melancholy will well up in their hearts.
Everyone inexplicably thought of themselves in another world.
Yes, to them, all this is just a movie, it’s all fake, they can go back to their normal life at any time, but to them in another world, all this is real......
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"Come on, everyone, we need to get out of here!"
Mike was always like this, always the liveliest one among them.
Mike rushed to the front of everyone and stretched out his hand. The shooting was over and they were leaving here and never coming back!
"Yeah, that's right, it's time to go."
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At that moment, Muro seemed to understand why Carl wanted to shoot this film no matter what...
Jake and Natasha got together and started a family with two lovely children.
Valletta realized her dream, standing on the stage and becoming an excellent actor, welcoming everyone's applause.
Mike is still the same. Although he was briefly depressed after learning the dark truth about the circus, he is always the lively kid.
Everyone is moving forward, but it seems that only I am left standing forever, just like what was written in Carl's script.
Everyone is dead, and I am the only one alive.
I felt like I was left behind...and stayed here forever, in Moon River Park.
So during the shoot, everyone kept saying this? They kept saying, "Never come back again."
What?...I should be the one who wants to be the "great hero", but why do you guys seem to be the heroes who saved me?
It turns out... this is not so much a film shot according to a script, but rather it is really like what Mike said in the script, the "final performance". This is a unique farewell ceremony for everyone to Moon River Park.
"Muro..." Qiu Ke suddenly patted Muro from the side, "Let's go, the show is over, the actors should leave."
"Let's go, Murro."
"let's go!"
Natasha and Violetta also stood nearby and urged.
"Let's go, Muro, let's leave here together and never come back!"
Mike was getting a little impatient and urged from the front.
Yes, it's time to go...
Never come back again............
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“..............” After taking this last photo, Carl stared at the photo in his hand in silence for a long time.
"What's wrong? Carl?"
The filming has been completed and everyone is preparing to pack up and leave. After all, there is still a fire in the Moon River and they can't stay here forever. As for how to put out the fire, no one has thought about it. Anyway, everything will be back to normal the next day, so just let it burn.
"nothing."
In the end, Carl didn't say what he had just thought. He put the photo away, put it in his pocket, and left with everyone.
But as he walked, Carl suddenly slowed down his corner quietly, and when no one noticed, he came to the back of the crowd...
Carl looked at the Moon River Park with a blazing fire behind him and slowly took out the photo from his pocket.
He looked towards the direction of the Moon River, held the photo high up, then let go, letting it be blown towards the direction of the Moon River by the wind and burned to ashes in the flames.
Carl suddenly felt a little regretful. The video recorder should not have been removed so quickly. The scene of him throwing the photos into the sea of fire should also have been recorded.
That photo was taken to celebrate the successful filming of the script, with the Moon River fire and the five actors in the background.
The script is fake, but what happens in this world is real. Lies should be burned along with everyone in the fire, and the past and the present should be separated.
That is the last connection between everyone and the Moon River. It should be burned cleanly and we should leave this place forever without any thoughts.
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"Hey? Were the photos burned?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, I wanted to take it out to have a look at it again, but I didn't hold it, and the wind blew it to the Moon River..."
Carl pouted and told a little lie. He didn't want to tell everyone that he threw the photo into the Moon River on purpose. Telling the truth about this would not benefit anyone.
"It's okay, I think it's just right to throw it away..." Qiu Ke said as he walked out while wiping his wet hair. He had just taken a shower and his hair wasn't dry yet.
"Honey, why do you say that?" Natasha didn't understand what Joke meant by this. The photo was a commemoration of their shooting. Wouldn't it be better to keep it?
"Because that is the last connection we have with Moon River Park, but we all know that if it is possible..." Jake stretched out a finger and put it to his lips, "Wouldn't it be better to have nothing?"
This is true.
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"So, hot cocoa should be added with..."
The last scene was filmed in the snow, so now that the filming is over, everyone took a hot bath and chatted around the fireplace.
"Actually, I wanted to ask from the beginning, why do all of you seem to add something to your hot cocoa?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked in the direction of the novelist, and the novelist was stunned.
Did the novelist even doubt that he had said something wrong? He even stuttered a little when explaining.
"Because...Because besides Jake, I've also seen Carl, Andrew, Norton and Naib. You all seem to have the habit of adding things to your hot cocoa, but this habit is not as common as using a knife and fork when eating..."
It is true. It is just like when people eat rice, they are used to using chopsticks or spoons, but the dishes placed on the rice are not fixed.
Or it's like when eating bread, people tend to spread jam on it, but the specific flavor is not certain.
Hot cocoa is a relatively common drink in England, but...
Put it in the cocoa. The novelist can guarantee that no one in their world has such a habit. Was it influenced by someone?
"Oh, if you ask that, it's probably because the owner of the manor has always drunk it that way, and we're all used to it."
After listening to the novelist's explanation, it seems to be true. Although everyone has different tastes and eats different dishes, putting it in hot cocoa seems to have become a common habit.
(By the way, many readers are curious about why it is put in hot cocoa. The author can only say that the hot cocoa in their time is different from what we drink now. The hot cocoa we drink now is mixed with sugar and milk for flavoring.
The hot cocoa they had back then was made of pure cocoa, without sugar. If you want to know what it tastes like, I suggest you bite into 100% dark chocolate and you will know what it tastes like. And it will only taste worse than that, not better.)
"Are you talking about Mrs. Bess?" If it was Him, then it was possible. After all, He was the owner of the manor in that world. It was not impossible that His habits would affect others.
"No, you are still used to calling our owner of the manor Mrs. Bess?"
Jack simply couldn't imagine why people in this world were still accustomed to calling the owner of the manor Mrs. Bess?
(That's much better than just calling him the owner of the manor. How come you don't even know his name?)
But of course, the novelist didn't say this out loud, because he wasn't here to get beaten.
He came here to ask other questions...