The Greatest Showman

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Claire and Owen, Owen and Claire. There is no way for others to know the past between them, and they can only capture the past that disappeared with the wind from a few words.

At this time, Claire's gaze between Owen and Brachiosaurus softened - her coldness and arrogance gradually faded, revealing a trace of fragility and struggle in the depths of her eyes, and it seems that she has not touched Owen's heart until now. The wound awakened those sleeping memories in her mind, which made her a little unbearable.

"Shh." Owen caressed softly, gently stroking/stroking Brachiosaurus's head with his left hand. There was a little sadness in his gentle expression, but it was well hidden, as if he was taking care of a sleeping baby. , a light sound came out of his throat, making the surrounding noise gradually quiet down.

Claire's footsteps were finally approaching, she was a little hesitant, and she was a little scared - facing such a behemoth, even if she knew that the other party was a herbivore, even if she knew that the other party was dying, but out of the kind of rejection by human nature, it was still not enough. Make her steps cautious.

Finally, she stopped in front of Owen and Brachiosaurus.

Owen was still patting the head of Brachiosaurus lightly. Brachiosaurus opened its eyes slightly, and seemed to enjoy a moment of peace, revealing a faint halo, and could not help but let out a comfortable moan, as if it had found it. It was a little consolation, but this trace of consolation made the pain before death even more ferocious—Claire felt it, and the vivid and delicate emotion was like a human being, and Claire felt the same way.

Her eyes fell on Owen's focused expression, she squatted down involuntarily, overcame her inner fear, hesitantly stretched out her right hand, and slowly approached the head of Brachiosaurus, but did not dare to take too much risk. Of course, I was worried that my urgency might frighten the wise creatures in front of me.

Then, Claire noticed that Owen's eyes were projected over. Those deep and clear eyes did not have the usual joking giggles. The sincere light concealed the struggle in her heart. She nodded lightly in affirmation, and then Claire noticed that Owen had withdrawn his right hand slightly, and she followed the guide and placed her right hand where Owen's right hand had just been.

Claire was still a little hesitant, her right hand trembled slightly, but she didn't flinch. When her right hand slowly landed on Brachiosaurus' cheek, she could feel the pain and struggle revealed by the trembling muscles. It seems that the vitality is slowly passing away little by little——

It's not just a ledger number, it's not just park property, it's a life, a living, real life. It has its own emotions and thoughts, its own joys and sorrows, and its own pains and sorrows. Maybe those emotions are relatively simple, but they are unquestionably true.

It, not just it, should be him or her.

After Claire left her office, it was the first time she came into contact with the group of dinosaurs she was in charge of, and she finally felt where Owen's compassion came from, but... is it too late? ? The creatures in front of her are withering and withering. Does she have no chance to save it?

Claire's eyes also showed a sadness, and even the surrounding atmosphere could not help softening.

Suddenly, Brachiosaurus seemed to have sensed something, raised its head with a moan, and struggled hard. This frightened Claire, she quickly retracted her right hand, and cast a look of help towards Owen, did she do it? What's wrong? Or is there something wrong with the Brachiosaurus situation?

Owen didn't notice Claire's line of sight, all his attention fell on Brachiosaurus, not only did he not leave, but he leaned forward slightly, wrapped the head of Brachiosaurus with the warmth of his chest, and said softly, " It's okay. It's okay." That faintly hoarse voice revealed a little fragile fear, it seemed that he could also truly feel the pain of Brachiosaurus, and it seemed that he had truly experienced the torture of death again.

Claire looked at Owen like this, as if she had never looked directly into Owen's eyes so seriously.

At this moment, she can find too many complex and profound emotions in those eyes, and she can't clearly distinguish them one by one, but she can still feel the scars and blood dripping hidden under the surface. He was the one she was familiar with, but not the one she was familiar with.

His scars, his struggles, his pain, she knew but couldn't understand - or, before she really had a chance to know more, he pushed her away, and after a short effort, she could not see hope and chose to give up , she flinched, she was afraid, she turned away like this.

She told herself that it was the best ending, both for him and her.

But today, her heart started to curl up again.

Following Owen's gaze, her eyes fell on Brachiosaurus. Claire's eyes showed a hint of unbearableness, but she was more regretful and caring. She leaned forward again and stroked/touched Brachiosaurus' cheeks with her own hands. and neck, using the warmth of her palm to bring a trace of comfort, and then she could see the brachiosaurus making a comfortable low voice.

It's like... like a bruised Owen.

If—just if, she could have been more patient, gentle, and closer, would she be able to heal Owen's wounds? When Owen pushed her away, was it because he was afraid that his roughness and coldness might hurt her? And did her departure push Owen into a darker abyss? Is their miss right, or is it a pity?

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With the brachiosaurus close at hand, Claire was a little dazed, all the thoughts in his mind rushed up in a mess, but he couldn't sort out a clear idea.

Then, Brachiosaurus let out a long, long breath, as if to vent all the pain, and finally closed his eyes heavily, and there was no movement.

what happened?

Claire came back to her senses, her eyes were a little blank, she looked up at Owen in a daze, and asked with her eyes: What's going on?

Owen didn't answer, didn't even notice Claire's line of sight, just stared at Brachiosaurus quietly, the mixed emotions between his eyebrows all settled down, gradually became solemn and solemn, and escorted the Brachiosaurus in a manner of attention. On the last journey, all those sorrows and pains were hidden under the shadow of the eyelids.

He was once again the Owen that Claire was familiar with.

He hides all his wounds, those pains, those sorrows, those heavy ones, all carried by himself, refusing to help and refusing pity, even refusing all those who try to get close to him, just like this tightly protecting myself, bury all those dark memories deeply. The fragility that had just been exposed briefly was now covered up again.

Claire suddenly understood.

Tears broke free from the shackles of her eyes and fell down. Claire's eyes fell on Brachiosaurus again. She couldn't help but wonder if Owen was on the battlefield before, and was it that he sent his comrades away again and again like this? He watched helplessly as his friends and comrades disappeared in front of him one by one, familiar and unfamiliar, all without exception, each death left a wound in his soul, and in the end it became fragmented, The scarred soul has begun to numb, and even lost the ability to perceive, it seems that it can no longer be repaired.

She could imagine it, but she couldn't feel it.

It's as if at this moment, she is mourning the loss of a life, but she can't really feel that bondage, but Owen is facing the disappearance of those people who are closely related to her every day, like a wisp of green smoke, the pain is How horrible, even just imagining it is unbearable. Owen pushed her away and chose to escape. How difficult was it?

Claire didn't dare to look up at Owen, but just stared at Brachiosaurus blankly, because she knew that Owen had regained his usual calm and solemnity now, but it was this mask that made Claire even more sad.

She just sat on the ground quietly, mourning the death of a life, and recalling Owen's words: Did she really do something wrong? To Owen, and to dinosaurs?

And Owen has completed his mourning and remembrance, and even a little cold-blooded, regained his strength——

He stood up, regained his grip on the rifle on his shoulder, and moved forward step by step, avoiding any potential accident, but after only taking a few steps, he put the rifle down again and looked at the distant A rolling plain and hills, stopped silently, just stared at the front quietly, did not speak, but the slightly tense shoulder line revealed a forbearance and pain, as if in the Struggling hard, even his steps became light and slow, and his whole body became extremely cold and alienated, and he didn't have the usual joking appearance at all.

No expressions, no words, just a back figure, which has already revealed too much emotion.

Claire caught it keenly, and patted Brachiosaurus' cheek lightly again, the temperature of her fingertips felt the rough skin texture for the last time, and then stood up again, followed Owen's footsteps and walked forward, and then she He couldn't help but slow down his pace, as if he had seen the scene in front of him from a distance, and the shock began to ripple deep in his heart.

What exactly did they see?

Chen Zihao and Melanie couldn't help being curious, and they didn't even realize it, so they stood on tiptoes and tried to look at the scene at the far end - when they completely forgot that it was too far away at this time, even if Standing on the stairs, they still can't see, let alone tiptoe, but they can't help it, the sense of reality from reality to fantasy makes them immersive and immersed in it, which truly interprets the "dream-making" "The profound meaning.

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