The whole set was silent, only Hugo's small sobs leaked out of his teeth, oppressive and dull, but containing infinite remorse and pain, gently tugging in everyone's heart, and the listener couldn't help but have a sour nose.

The staff present knew that Matthew Ponsley was guilty and that his cruelty could not be ignored or forgiven for his weakness. But at this moment, looking at the "Matthew" in front of him, his fragility, his forbearance, and his remorse are unbearable, especially when Matthew raised his head, the trace of dazedness and panic in his eyes made people's hearts tug hard, as if there was no way to breathe at that moment.

Almost before he knew it, his eyes were filled with tears. Many of the staff present silently brushed their heads away and wiped the wolf bèi off their cheeks.

Tim was standing behind the monitor, his mind also suffering a huge shock.

In fact, what Tim really wants to discuss is: can the execution of a criminal really free the family? Especially when the criminal himself is not murderous and hateful, or even when the criminal himself is worthy of sympathy and pity, then is the death penalty still necessary? It is true that it is inevitable that criminals will be punished, but whether it is right to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, and a life for a life should have a judgment of their own in the depths of everyone's heart.

I have to say that Tim has super high standards for this scene, otherwise there wouldn't have been so many times just now, but Hugo's expression in this scene is still far beyond imagination.

Even if you don't look at Hugo's expression, even if you don't watch Hugo and Susan's rivalry, just standing in the corner of the set and closing your eyes, you can feel the rich and mixed emotions from Hugo's crying, which is enough to be moving.

Not to mention Hugo's talking eyes, the love that leaked out of those amber eyes was so complex and profound, the hatred for himself, the remorse for his crimes, the desire for redemption, the fear of death, and the attachment to his family...... The blank in his eyes was like a lost child, standing in the middle of the crossroads of the world, but the entire cold society was unwilling to lend a helping hand to him, just watching him step by step towards the abyss, and even pushing him behind his back. At this moment, he was standing on the edge of the cliff, but there was no way back, he knew that he had to jump and embrace death, but he didn't know what was happening, and that trace of confusion made the hearts of all onlookers begin to throb faintly.

Susan felt that there was infinite surging love in her chest at the moment, but she didn't know how to express it, she wanted to give the man in front of her a hug, not for redemption, not for him to atone for his sins, not to exculpate him, but simply to think that he needed a hug, a warm hug, or even just a warm shoulder.

"Perhaps the best thing you can do for them is to pray for peace of mind." Sister Helen whispered that she wanted to reach over the prison railing to touch Matthew, but she knew it was not allowed, which forced her to suppress her inner surge, and her eyes became red.

Matthew suppressed his cries, the corners of his mouth pulling a self-deprecating arc, "I've never really loved a woman or anything...... which made him feel so pathetic, and even more sad that he didn't understand this until this moment, and he only had twenty minutes left in his life - maybe not twenty minutes now, "It seems that I have to die to find love." ”

Just this sentence made Sister Helen's tears break again, she pursed her lips to suppress her emotions, she couldn't substitute too much personal affection, but it was too difficult. Especially when Matthew looked up, there was a helpless glint in those eyes, "Thank you for loving me." ”

Sister Helen opened her mouth slightly, trying to say something, but the tears that slipped down made all the words lose their weight, and she could only close her eyes and press against the cold iron railing to calm herself.

Matthew let out a long breath and peeked at the clock on the wall of the hallway, "Oh, the time...... It's like flying. Knowing that his life was already counting down, Matthew leaned weakly against the wall and shrunk his shoulders slightly, "I feel cold." Death seemed to be already touching his shoulder, shivering one after another, his muscles trembling slightly, he couldn't control himself at all, which made him close his eyes helplessly.

Sister Helen hurriedly looked in the direction of the prison guard and said, "Can you give him a coat?" He's cold. But there was no response.

Matthew tried to distract himself, his body trembling slightly, but he looked at Sister Helen and tried to keep his composure and said, "Aren't you going to play a song for me?" ”

"The hymn?" Sister Helen reacted immediately, "They said that due to the rules, no music can be played in prison. So they won't let me play. ”

Matthew lowered his head in disappointment and muttered, "You know the lyrics, you can sing it." ”

"I can't sing."

"It doesn't matter. Sing it. Matthew looked expectantly at Sister Helen, who hesitated for a moment, but then sang softly.

Sister Helen looked into Matthew's eyes like this, and sang in a trembling voice, and the ordinary singing voice and ordinary singing made Matthew's eyes moisten again. Then Matthew leaned slowly, slowly, slowly against the wall, quietly enjoying the moment of peace.

"Nun, please leave from this side of the hallway." The voice of the prison guard was heard, breaking the silence here.

Sister Helen looked back a little confused, she knew what it meant, it meant that Matthew's time for execution was approaching, and she looked at Matthew with dignity. Matthew looked at it calmly, and the corners of his mouth even outlined a light smile, which overwhelmed Sister Helen, and although she also smiled at Matthew, her smile was dry and without any look.

In the end, Sister Helen got up and left.

Hearing the footsteps of her leaving, the smile on Matthew's face shattered in an instant, he bit his lower lip tightly, but his body still trembled uncontrollably, and the tears slid down like this, he gritted his teeth with all his might, and closed his eyes with all his might, but the tears still continued to seep out, and the thin shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and his whole body was twitching slightly.

Matthew knew that this was the end, this was the end of his life.

This is what it feels like to face death, and you clearly know that the Grim Reaper is standing on the other side, and the raised scythe has begun to approach the neck, and the cold air makes all the hairs on his body stand on end. You used to think that you could face death calmly, you used to be able to say "it's just a death, what is there to be afraid of", you used to think that you don't care anymore...... But when death really began to approach, every movement of the second hand was like the footsteps of death, getting closer and closer, closer and closer, and the fear that came from the depths of the soul set off a stormy wave.

He had always thought that lethal injection would not feel pain, but he was wrong. A total of three injections of medicine will be injected into the death penalty by lethal injection, the first injection will make him anesthetized and put him to sleep; The second shot went into his lungs and stopped him from breathing. The third shot goes into the heart and stops the heart from beating. On the surface, he looked like he was asleep and didn't feel anything, but in fact, his internal organs were being devastated.

This is called humanitarianism, but the death penalty is so terrible and cruel that it makes him feel cold to the bone.

Matthew leaned tense against the wall, but his muscles still trembled uncontrollably, he bit his lip tightly, but he still couldn't hold back his tears, as if he was paralyzed, and could only wait stupidly for death to come slowly. He was already lost, lost in this cold world, with a thick fog on all sides, and even if he wanted to escape, there was no direction, he could only watch himself being swallowed up little by little.

He was afraid, he was afraid of death; He regretted it, he regretted his crimes...... But he knew that nothing could be recovered, so like a coward, he let the coward in his heart completely unleash, and sat in place and cried helplessly. This is him, the true self he has been trying to hide but never disappears, the wretched creature who is cowardly, timid, hesitant, hesitant.

"If I had chosen to be strong on my own instead of relying on Carl, wouldn't this qiē be different?"

Matthew's expression suddenly became dazed, and the sound of the prison guard opening the door was heard in his ears, and everything froze - time and space, and his expression, and his life. He knew that the end had come.

As the director, Tim didn't make a sound, the whole set was quiet, silent, and even the sound of wiping tears was so clear, because everyone felt the tragedy and cruelty before being executed, almost everyone couldn't bear to turn their heads away, and couldn't bear to watch Hugo's performance, but even if they weren't intuitive, Hugo's suppressed breathing sound was heard in their ears, and they could feel their hearts being torn.

This scene has been filmed, but Tim still doesn't realize that he looks at the blankness on Hugo's face, and his soul is hit, and Hugo's love is so real, so urgent, and so delicate.

Tim is also an actor, it is difficult for him to imagine how Hugo presented such a performance, the emotions leaked by those eyes and movements are so full and rich, so that every picture is full of reverie, and more importantly, Hugo's performance is very natural, there is no trace of control, but the heat is perfect. Such a precise control force is not only soul acting, it is clearer and more accurate than soul acting, directly hitting the audience's soul and resonating.

Tim didn't realize it himself, and he was already in tears at this point. It wasn't until there was itching on his cheeks that he subconsciously raised his hand to scratch it, only to find that his cheeks were already full of water stains.