Superstar

Helen and Matthew had the last conversation across the prison railing. Matthew, who was crying with red eyes, looked at a loss and helpless. The last call with his mother just now exhausted all his energy. He whispered. , My mother kept saying,'It's all Witlow's fault'. She kept complaining about me catching that guy. I don't want her to have such thoughts. "

In Helen’s sincere sight, Matthew’s line of defense was completely broken. His mother’s perseverance, fear of death, and Helen’s persistence all turned into strength and made Matthew muster the courage, "As you said, I could leave at the time. But I didn’t. I was a victim, I was a coward. He was savage than me, I just...drank too much and tried to be prestigious, but I still couldn’t... I didn’t have the guts to resist him. . I told my mother that I am a coward."

At this moment, Matthew removed all the shells, like a fragile larva, and revealed all the facts, "That boy... Walter... I killed him..."

Joshua sat on the spot with a face full of shock, his brain rang with a bell, and he couldn't believe that Matthew was the murderer, and Matthew was the murderer who brutally killed the couple. Everything before was a lie, and "Death Row" was not what they imagined. The energy and connotation contained in this story far exceeded their imagination.

Not only Joshua, but the entire movie theater was silent, and all the audience were shocked. They just looked at the big screen innocently, and Matthew’s soft sobbing sound echoed in the theater, as if deep in their hearts. Weeping, that is the voice of the soul repenting.

Matthew confessed all his crimes, he killed Walter, and he participated in the strong. Raped Hope; and Carl was just as strong. He raped Hope, and stabbed Hope 17 times continuously out of control, and finally ended Hope's voice with two shots. This is the truth.

Damn Matthew, he is indeed a murderer; but...what about Carl?

Joshua looked at the blushing Matthew on the big screen. Matthew's crystal clear amber eyes flashed with helpless and hurried tears. The confusion in the faint light revealed his fragility. , The inner struggle is like a flower blooming proudly on the rock, struggling to penetrate the surface of the earth to reveal its original true appearance. Under Helen's guidance, Matthew began to repent and began to atone for his sins. He hoped that his death would at least bring a touch of comfort to Walter and Hope's parents.

Helen’s involuntary tears gleamed with divine light, while the tears in the corners of Matthew’s eyes became calm and relieved little by little. Under that tough, rebellious, cold, cruel shell, there was a The timid, weak, helpless, and painful soul shivered between the midnight dreams.

"I'm so cold." Matthew shrank his shoulders and sighed softly.

Looking at the figure on the big screen that was so thin that he was almost crushed by the prison, Joshua only felt that he could not breathe. He knew the truth. He knew that Matthew was a terrible murderer. He knew that the law did not misjudge. But why was his heart so turbulent, why he was so depressed that he could barely breathe, why his eyes started to become warm.

Is this sympathizing with Matthew? Still moved by Matthew's calmness? But this kind of emotion is so complicated that Joshua can't even sort out his thoughts. But Joshua knew that Helen’s persistence was correct. Helen’s persistence was finally rewarded. Matthew told the truth. Matthew responded to Helen’s call. Helen made his beliefs come true. Gossip became insignificant at this moment.

But no one cares about Matthew's needs. Except for Helen, the prison is unwilling to give Matthew a coat, and the prison is unwilling to play chants to Matthew, and the prison is unwilling to send others to accompany Matthew. Only Helen, in the last days of Matthew's life, Helen's fragile but strong smile became the only light.

Helen sang softly, her voice was trembling, not to mention whether the singing was beautiful, but in this song, the faintly flickering tears in Matthew's eyes were full of pain and suffering, as if it were a soul. After being purified, the pain between the brows danced gently, bathing in Helen's eyes full of sacred light, slowly dissipating.

The prison guard informed Helen that he should leave. Helen walked out into the corridor in pain, while Matthew slowly lowered his head, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and he could vaguely hear the sound of his inhalation of forbearing crying, that was intricate. The sound made Joshua sad for a while. He could only watch Matthew's thin shoulders be silent, but his heart was twitching.

However, Joshua himself didn't know what he was suffering.

The prison guards escorted Matthew out. Although Matthew showed his toughness, his muscles began to tremble uncontrollably, like dead leaves that would fall at any time in the autumn wind. Helen looked at Matthew with tears and said sincerely, "I think what you saw before you left the world was a face full of love. You have to look at me when they execute their executions."

"Dead prisoners walk (dead. man.)!" The guard shouted, and Matthew was escorted to the execution ground. Helen put his right hand on Matthew's left shoulder and walked forward side by side. Helen whispered the contents of the Bible. In the sacred church poetry, Matthew whispered to Helen, "Will you have time to visit my mother?" The loneliness on his face was struggling with panic and fear.

In an instant, Joshua felt a corner of her heart collapse. Looking at Helen’s tearful eyes, looking at Matthew’s thin back, the turbulent turbulence at this moment almost made her. Ya can't breathe.

Matthew was tied to a torture instrument. The footage of the movie was so calm that every detail was revealed. The clock on the wall kept flying away. The guard who meticulously tied Matthew up was shaved because he was worried that he could not find blood vessels. A clean left calf, a nurse who put on a glove to pierce a needle into a blood vessel, Matthew’s eyes full of fear and anxiety...

When the curtains are opened, the executioners and the observers can see each other through a layer of glass, but at this moment, Matthew is tied to the torture instrument like a beast. The indifferent faces of the guards next to him make him excessive The facial muscles that started twitching with fear looked so ridiculous. And Joshua seemed to be sitting side by side with Helen. He was also sitting at the scene of Matthew's execution. The tight atmosphere made him writhe uncomfortably.

"Mr. Drake," Matthew began to speak of his last words, his eyes were firm and relieved, and if there was seeming regret, his voice was trembling slightly. The muscles all over his body are also trembling. Even if he is **** by five flowers, he can still clearly see his muscles trembling uncontrollably, making him look like convulsions, "I don’t want to die with hatred, I beg your forgiveness..."

Matthew’s lips twitched slightly, and the sweat on his forehead made his face look extremely pale, but Joshua’s eyes couldn’t leave Matthew’s amber eyes, and the crystal clear eyes could clearly see. His struggle and fear, the mist of mist made his pupils look restlessly twinkling, and the fragility and confusion hidden behind them were trembling, even the unwillingness of gritted teeth couldn't hide that. Fear erupted from the depths of the soul.

"I make you feel sorry for the loss of your child... Mr. Percy, Mrs...." Matthew couldn't control his voice at all. It seemed that even his vocal cords were dancing wildly in the wind, "I hope my death will give you Comfort." The choked tears made his words fragmented and unable to organize them coherently. "I just want to say that no matter who it is, it is wrong to kill... Whether it is me, you, or the government..."

Matthew clenched his fists, but even so, he was still unable to control his body and voice like a coward. The trembling emotion filled his eye sockets with water, and he bit his lower lip fiercely, but The brows still frowned involuntarily, and the invading fear instantly overwhelmed him.

Joshua just felt that he could not restrain himself from shaking. He was witnessing the disappearance of a life. Even though he knew that this man was a murderer and had ruined two beautiful families, he still couldn't control the fear in his heart. And sadness, Matthew's regret, pain, and entanglement rolled in the misty eyes. Joshua couldn't even tell whether he hated Matthew or was moved by Matthew's self-salvation.

When the camera was focused on Walter and Hope’s parents, Joshua tried to find happiness in their faces-the murderer of their children was finally about to succumb, but apart from sadness, their faces had a little more. At a loss. Just like Joshua.

Tooth for tooth, blood for blood, can you really calm your mood?

Joshua looked at Matthew, who was terrified and trembling. He should have laughed at Matthew's timidity and weakness. He should have ridiculed Matthew at the same time that Walter and Hope had experienced such fear and unwillingness, but now he found himself. It can't be done at all. The muscles began to spasm and twitch, which forced Joshua to grasp the back of the chair, hands hard, and then harder. But the effect was very weak. He looked at Matthew in front of him, and the pain came on his face, leaving him no way to struggle.

The prison guard came over and put down the torture instrument. Matthew turned his head and saw Helen's eyes that were blurred by tears. He looked at those eyes like this, full of nostalgia. At this moment, Matthew's amber eyes had a divine light. He stared at Helen deeply and said in a low voice, "I love you."

This made Joshua start to wonder: if Matthew met someone who truly loved him earlier, would he be saved? Those deep eyes touched every trace of Joshua’s emotions, as if falling from a high altitude into the abyss, falling continuously, and then falling again, but never found a landing point. The empty loneliness and fear began to erode every inch of his skin. Let Joshua feel cold in his bones.

Helen stretched out her right hand, and took Matthew's right in the air.

The hour, minute, and second hands overlap. At twelve o'clock, the prison guard opened the auto-injector, and the roaring machine running sound was deafening, as if it was reverberating in a valley.

The sound of Matthew’s heavy breathing was submerged in the sound of the machine, and the scene switched to the scene of the original crime. Matthew and Carl were so cruelly ravaged Walter and Hope, and how cruelly they killed Walter and Hope. ... But between the pictures interlaced, Matthew's clear, amber eyes made people unbearable to look straight. The contrast between extreme cruelty and extreme calm caused a rapid gasp in the auditorium, and there were even many people. She couldn't bear to close her eyes.

Killing Walter and Hope, killing Matthew, these are all killings, and the blood in the hands will not change.

Matthew's eyes slowly closed like this, the tears that swirled in his eye sockets slowly slipped, the tightly clenched fists slowly loosened, and his muscles relaxed. Helen closed her eyes unbearably, but Hope's father, who had clamored to kill Matthew by himself, looked away unbearably, and Walter's father lowered his eyes lonely.

The culprit has been put down, but is the heart really liberated?

The camera circled over the bodies of Walter and Hope, and then circled over the bodies of Matthew, so staggered.

Matthew’s expression was so calm, there was no pain, and it seemed that he could not feel any emotions at all, but Hilton’s words at the time echoed in Joshua’s ears: We just can’t see their pain, but in fact they are. The internal organs are rotting.

When Joshua saw Matthew’s fingertips relax like this, Joshua couldn’t help closing his eyes with fear and disgust. He didn’t like this scene. He didn’t like looking at a life like this. The light smoke disappeared slowly, he was afraid of such a scene, and hated such a scene even more. Joshua finally didn't hold it back. The tears in his eyes slid down along with the lower eyelids. The turbulence in his heart swallowed him in an instant. All the thoughts were all entangled, all hesitation, all conflicts were gained at this moment. He answered, but he had no time to worry. He just let his emotions be completely released~www.wuxiaspot.com~ When he opened his eyes again, through the dim vision, Joshua saw the peace of Matthew’s face. It seemed to touch the light of heaven, but it made Joshua more painful, and the halo of tears bloomed with a tingling bitterness.

At Matthew's funeral, Helen met Walter's father Earl, "You are welcome."

"I don't know why I came here, I'm full of hatred, I don't have your faith." Earle's expression was heavy and mixed.

"It's not faith, it's not that simple, it requires hard work." Helen shook her head, "Maybe, we can help each other get rid of hatred."

"I don't know, probably impossible." Earle hesitated, and he finally let out a long sigh of relief, "I should go." Then he turned and left.

Helen returned to the community where she worked. It was a black gathering area, but the wall said, "We love you, Sister Helen."

Seeing this line of words, Helen stood there for a long time, as if all the turbulence was slowly calming down in the thin sunlight.