Satellite debris descended like a storm, and the entire universe was instantly plunged into turbulent waves.

Before Ryan could remove all the attachment points of the parachute, the space station exploded, not sure whether it was destroyed by satellite debris or the internal explosion was finally detonated, but what is certain is that the entire space station was torn apart into countless fragments, and the impact and impact force erupted with infinite force, and then Soyuz-2 began to spin and turn-

360 degrees, 720 degrees...... Flickering, it began to spin like a windmill. Ryan was still on the outside of Soyuz Two, and he could only hold on to the fixed handle on the outside, like an ant clinging to the Kunpeng's feathers.

Even so, Ryan didn't give up, gritted his teeth, and pulled the last anchor point tightly, pulling the anchor rope hard in the midst of continuous turmoil.

Soyuz-2 broke free from the parachute, and the powerful centrifugal force threw it out completely, losing control, and then the solar energy panels of the space station could be seen head-on, and Ryan could only cling to the outer wall of the cabin with his back, and his pupils seemed to see the sharp metal panel gliding quickly, avoiding the flying debris in the sky.

He survived after all. But one of the outer flanks of Soyuz II was torn off.

When you turn your head, you can see the tornado-like explosion behind you, the metal fragments in the sky spin like a kaleidoscope, because there is no air as a medium, so you can't hear any sound, only Ryan's panting breathing can be heard rough and rapid stirring in the sound, and the tension and irritation make the surface of the skin start to heat up.

"I hate space. ”

Ryan closed his eyes and grumbled through gritted teeth.

After a lot of hard work, Ryan finally returned to the cabin again, still did not lose his mind in the panic, and set the watch to count down to 90 minutes again, he was not sure if there would be another wave of debris attacks, but he had to be prepared, and then he began to adjust the direction of his flight, heading towards Tiangong-1, the Chinese space station, which was located a hundred kilometers to the west.

But......

There is no propulsion fuel left.

In the crisis just three times and twice, Ryan tried his best to escape from the abyss of death, and before he knew it, Soyuz-2's propulsion fuel was depleted.

"You must be kidding. Ryan couldn't believe his eyes, watching the propulsion fuel indicator go all the way to the bottom, and the anger exploded completely, he roared angrily at the dashboard in front of him, he pounded and banged the dashboard with his fists out of control, venting all the grievances and frustration in his heart, "You must be kidding me heck!ahh

The foul mouth erupted.

But the voice was cut off.

The camera leaves the cabin and returns to outer space, focusing on the small round porthole, no sound can be heard, only Ryan's angry movements and distorted face in the cabin, the anger after the ups and downs erupts like a volcano, but ...... But there is no sound in the universe.

The tranquility and tranquility of the wind and waves contrast the despair and pain of the trapped beast more and more deeply. In the vast universe, Ryan was trapped in Soyuz Two, floating in the air, unable to move forward or backward, or even land, only floating endlessly, and then ...... Quietly wait for death to come.

Involuntarily, the audience in the screening hall opened their mouths slightly, quietly staring at the big screen, but their mixed thoughts could not find accurate words to depict, but they were deeply trapped in despair and could not extricate themselves.

Ryan hasn't given up yet, and he's trying to reconnect with the ground, praying for help.

There was no signal from Houston, and unexpectedly, Ryan contacted a radio channel and intermittently contacted a person who spoke Chinese, but the language was not clear, the signal was not smooth, and there was no way to establish contact between the two people, and only some language fragments could be faintly captured.

Even international distress signals such as "MayDay" no longer work, and the other party seems to be just listening to the radio program, which also means that there is no hope for rescue.

The man on the other end of the radio signal, in a fragmented voice, Ryan thought his name was An Ninggang, and he took "Mayday" as Ryan's name, and the two of them just talked without saying a word—to be exact, muttering to themselves.

Alone. A dog.

Ryan tries to paint a picture of the peaceful life on the other side of the radio, when the last faint spark of hope is cut off before the last glimmer of hope can come out, and the disappointment and loneliness gradually turn into powerlessness and absurdity, and he greedily fantasizes about ordinary family life above the ground.

It doesn't need to be too exaggerated, it doesn't need to be too happy, the simplest is enough, even the most simple dog barking seems to be able to add a little vitality to the universe, he even began to learn dog barking with An Ninggang, such a childish act made the smile on the corner of his mouth bloom again.

Ryan thought of his brother, of his parents, of the days when he drifted away unconsciously, and he thought he needed to break those bonds, but when he reached the end of his life, he missed those bonds the most, and the emotions mixed with regret and chagrin all evolved into bitterness, surging on the tip of his tongue.

Then, Ryan heard the cry of a baby on the airwaves.

Caught off guard, Ryan was crushed.

He remembered the mail from his brother about a pair of baby's little feet, which were his niece, who had missed her birth and her baptism, and he remembered his infant brother, who was holding his little feet with his chubby little hands, and then humming a lullaby to lullify him to sleep.

Listening to An Ninggang's lullaby, slowly, Ryan turned off the oxygen, turned off the lights, closed all potential distress channels, and then crossed his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and hummed softly, the lullaby that whispered was like a mother's warm embrace, and once again brought him back to the place where life began.

As the line between life and death wanders, Ryan sees Alex again, the returning Alex, who is banging on the door of Soyuz 2, and then comes in unreasonably, babbling her story of resurrection, finding the vodka hidden by the Russian cosmonaut, and preparing for a journey to find life again.

Although there is no propulsion fuel, they can still move forward by landing. Because fuel is also needed for landing, and this part of the fuel is stored separately and can only be used at the time of landing.

"Hey, Ryan. It's time to go home. Alex's eyes showed determination.

When I opened my eyes, I found that Alex didn't exist at all, everything was Ryan's hallucination, and the low oxygen level was still chirping.

……

Matthew realized that there was a movement on his right hand, and subconsciously turned his head, and then saw Eton supporting his right hand, covering his mouth with his palm, hiding his embarrassment and panic, just in this scene, from hope to despair and then rekindling hope, all of which were hidden in those light brown eyes-

They can see his emotion at the baby's cry, they can see his struggle with the bonds of family, they can see his confusion about the existence of life, and the soul hidden under the skin of this spacesuit called "Ryan Stone" is telling another profound and intricate story, about the greatness and insignificance of life, about the profundity and alienation of bonds, and every audience can feel the baptism that comes from the origin of the soul.

The power of the performance is so powerful and so powerful that the brain has stopped working and can only passively accept the baptism.

Not only Eton, but Matthew himself could feel the slight trembling shock, which made him feel embarrassed, and in order to hide his emotions, he forced himself to lower his eyes, and only then did he notice Eton's movements, but he still couldn't help but raise his head again, look at the big screen, and then see the hope in those eyes.

Ryan dug through the landing manual, started the landing procedure, and Soyuz II finally separated again, and the cabin began to drive.

"Hey, Charlie, it's been a long, long time since we last talked, I'm sorry, I haven't answered your emails, busyness is just an excuse, I'm just...... I just don't know what to say.

Do you remember? You always remember your baseball card, but you can't find it. Actually, when I was in fifth grade, I hid all those baseball cards and put them on top of your bedroom closet, so that you wouldn't always run out to play with other friends, and you could stay at home and read with me.

I know I know, I'm too careful. But...... I just want to spend a little more time with you, and you've been my only friend since I was a kid. Charlie, sorry, I never knew how to put it. If I have the opportunity to meet again, I would like to be able to stand in front of you and ...... Then listen to you tell stories about your daughter and your wife. She must be a little sweetheart, just like when you were a kid.

Charlie. I'm sorry. I miss you, and ...... I love you.

I'm not going to give up. Charlie, do you hear me? I'm not going to give up. ”

Ryan followed the landing manual and began to operate, while muttering to himself, he didn't know if he would survive, but the words that he had never spoken, he still spoke. When he raised his head, his light brown eyes shone with tears, but the smile on the corner of his mouth went up, not sadness, but hope.

He pressed the start button, "Let's go!" The landing degree was officially launched.