Chapter 198: The Humor of the Story of Fear (8)

That night, there were dark clouds in the sky, but there was no rain. The air was a little stuffy, and although there was no wind, it was cold.

The circus show is underway, and the final show is about to begin, the magic show. The conductor hid in the small tent, wrapped her clothes tightly, and sighed into her hands.

Then Miss Roberts came by the arm of Mr. Dahl. Robos looked noble and elegant in an expensive dress, with a happy smile on her face.

The conductor asked, "Mr. Dahl, Miss Roberts, you're coming to see the magic again, this is the third time this month." ”

Miss Robes, in fact, was the fourth time in the month, except that the first time she had not been with Mr. Dahl.

Miss Robles took Mr. Dahl's hand tightly, and said with a smile, "Yes, Mr. Shushu's magic tricks are really wonderful, and every day there are new tricks." We had just attended a banquet and left early to see the magic show. ”

Her voice is still so warm and good, like a silver bell in the desert, which can bring hope to people in despair. However, she did not give GΓΆtland hope.

Gotland hurriedly turned his head away, turning his back to them. Although he knew that Miss Robese could still see his presence, he didn't want her to see his lost expression. Clown makeup is inherently suitable for smiling faces, not for depressed faces.

Thankfully, neither Miss Roberts nor Mr. Dahl greeted him. He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally avoided embarrassment. But I felt a little sad in my heart, after all, Miss Robles really didn't say a word to him just now. It was as if Miss Robles didn't care about him at all, and didn't want to see anything about him.

He thought to himself: Maybe Miss Robles was willing to be my friend before, just because I was famous, but now that I look like this, she must not want to deal with me.

After work in the evening, Gotland wanted to ask the trainer to leave with him, but he couldn't find the trainer.

"Maybe my friend has gone back." He muttered to himself and silently packed his things. His back was lonely and lonely in the night.

When he got home, he looked at the letter and remembered Miss Robles's lovely face, and he made up his mind to send the letter over to Miss Roberts so that she could know how she really felt.

The next morning, the moment he handed over the letter to the bakery owner, his heart was much more steady.

In the evening, the sunset was even more bleak, and because of the fog, there was no afterglow to be seen, only a bright red orb of blood slowly falling from the sea level.

And just today, the circus has recruited a new clown actor. His name is Albert. The head of the regiment arranged for them to greet the guests at the door at the same time. Gotland holds a red balloon and Albert holds a green balloon.

Albert was born with a festive face, long, dense eyelashes on crooked eyes, amber eyes, and a dark red glow in the sun, which made it easier for him to be a good clown actor.

And he's able to make all sorts of funny expressions without any pressure, and this acting talent is simply amazing. What's even more interesting is that he actually painted a four-leaf clover pattern on the fake nose.

Albert seems to appeal to the little ones more than Gotland.

The children were so amazed at Albert's novelty that they gathered around him, screaming his name excitedly, and touching his fake nose and red hair with their hands.

Just when Gotland was depressed. A little boy stood beside him and shook the corner of his coat and said, "Uncle Gotland, why don't you laugh?" ”

Gottland couldn't help but feel a warm heart when he looked at this innocent face, and he reached out and stroked the child's head, and finally showed a bright smile.

The little kid giggled, too, showing his little teeth, which was very cute. He pointed to Gotland and said, "Great, Uncle Gotland finally smiled~I like Uncle Gotland the most~"

Gottland was so happy that he handed the child a red balloon and jumped by the child's hand.

At this time, the child's mother stepped forward, pulled him over, and reprimanded him with a gloomy face: "Didn't you let you in to find your father, it's dangerous for you to stay outside for so long, do you know?" ”

The lady didn't even sweep her eyes to Gotland, but pulled her children directly into the big tent of the circus.

Gottland was disappointed, but the child turned around and made a cute grimace at Gotland.

After a while, another lady came with a small child.

The lady looked at Gotland and said in amazement, "Aren't you Mr. Gotland, why are you standing outside, aren't you going to perform in a while?" The lady looked surprised, she really didn't know about the cancellation of the show in Gotland by the circus.

"Oh, what about it......" Gotland scratched his head, "I'm not going to show anymore." ”

"Why, how popular your show was!"

"It used to be popular, but now the audience is tired of watching it."

The lady sighed: "Alas, it is not easy for you, it is not easy for you to survive to be so famous. ”

She looked at her child again, and said gently: "Little ghost, why don't you speak, now that you finally have a chance, go and play with Uncle Gotland for a while, don't you like Uncle Gotland the most." ”

However, when her child heard this, he hid behind her, tugging at her skirt and looking at Gotland with timid eyes.

The lady smiled awkwardly at Gotland: "The child is more timid, please forgive me, he did like you the most before." Please give me a balloon. ”

Gotland wanted to laugh, but couldn't, just grinned wryly and handed her a balloon.

The lady led the child to the circus tent, and her child whispered to her, "Mom, the friends say that Gotland is too angry......

Although the sound was small, it really reached the ears of Gotland.

At this time, Gotland really wanted to cry, and he felt the cold breeze blow his masked skin little by little, one scraping into the bone marrow.

The program officially began, and the head of the regiment walked out to see that the green balloons were snatched up, and the red balloons were only two missing.

The head of the regiment faced Gotland, and his solemn expression made Gotland feel a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.

Finally, in order to reduce the expenses of the circus, the head of the troupe fired Gotland.

Gotland and the horse trainer walked and chatted at night.

"My good friend, am I really not good at acting?" Gottland asked.

"Your performance is great and will last through the ages." The trainer replied.

Gottland burst out laughing, a laugh that was self-deprecating.

"No one watches my show, so how can it be passed down through the ages?"

The trainer smiled: "Nobody likes it because you can't add innovation, or you don't know how to add innovation." Believe me, although you are not popular now, in a few years, everyone will start to miss you and your performance again. ”

"But do they really love the show or me as a person? I'm sure there are people who genuinely like me, but what can they do for me when I'm down? Gotland spoke lightly.

The trainer was speechless.

Gottland continued: "I'm just a clown actor who brings joy to people, and I just realize my worth in the world." Once I lose my value, I am like the sun that never rises. ”

The trainer was a little anxious: "Don't say that, you still have a chance!" ”

"I knew I had a chance." Gotland smiled wryly, "But it's really too hard for someone like me." And I'm tired. ”

The two of them looked at the horizon, and the sparkling junction was a distance that could never be seen clearly. Who can guarantee that the next round of bright moon will be the same as before.

As the days passed, many people did not see Gotland in the city of Modo. Slowly, everyone learned that Gotland had left the city of Modo.

No one could find him, and he seemed to have never been there, but he left a deep mark on the hearts of the citizens of Modo. He was like a firework in an instant, trembling and flying into the sky, and trembling and falling down until it was completely dim.

It's been two months since Gotland was expelled from the circus, and it's the middle of winter, and people are dressed in heavy clothes, and a white mist can appear in the air with a mouth. The sky was also gray, and the blue sky seemed to be thin

The clouds were shrouded, and there was no air attack at all.

Miss Robles sighed into the window of the bakery and wrote "Goodbye" on it.

Mr. Dahl put his arm around her shoulders tenderly: "Why, are you reluctant to go back to my hometown with me?" ”

Miss Robles smiled shyly and plunged into Mr. Dahl's arms: "After all, I have lived here for eighteen years, and allow me to take a good look at this Modo City on the last day. ”

"Okay, do you want me to come with you, or let's take Sally with you." Mr. Dahl's voice was extremely gentle.

"Nope." Miss Robles refused, "Please leave me alone to see my hometown." ”

"Okay." Mr. Dahl watched with doting ony, as Miss Robles went out.

I had visited all the places full of memories in the city of Modo, visited my parents' cemetery, returned to Mr. Dahl's house, where Sally was, and the three of them were leaving Modo City tomorrow. But Robles still had some loss in her heart.

She suddenly remembered the once-beautiful clown actor Gotland, and the letter he had sent.

"By the way, Dahl, I remembered something."

"What's wrong, Roberts."

Miss Robles pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from the corner of her backpack and handed it to Mr. Dahl: "I was surprised when I first saw this letter. ”

Mr. Dahl looked at it and frowned, "Otherwise, let's go to the circus and ask, after all, Mr. Gotland has a little friendship with us." ”

How ironic that he didn't know him in the downfall of Gotland, and yet he pretended that they had a little friendship.

Mr. Dahl takes Miss Robles to the circus, where he happens to meet Mr. Shushu.

"Mr. Shushu, do you have a horse trainer here? How I don't remember seeing him on a show. Mr. Dahl asked.

"Horse trainer? What kind of profession is this? Mr. Shu Shu was surprised. He turned around again and asked the tightrope walker passing by, "Dude, do we have a horse trainer in our circus?" ”

The tightrope walker recalled and said, "There used to be. But...... One day five years ago, the head of the troupe felt that the horse trainer's performance was not innovative, and the audience did not like to watch it, so he fired him. The trainer committed suicide when he couldn't think about it. ”

"Oh my God!" Miss Robles covered her mouth and exclaimed.

Mr. Dahl was also incredulous, and continued to ask: "Are you sure that the trainer died five years ago?" ”

The tightrope walker nodded: "That's right, I'm sure Gottland even fainted from crying because of his good relationship with him." He woke up and kept muttering things like scared. ”

Roberts shuddered and hid in Mr. Dahl's arms.

Mr. Dahl sighed: "It turns out that Mr. Gotland has been living in fear, and even split into another personality, living as a horse trainer and bearing the fear of Gotland together. Perhaps he saw the tragedy of the horse trainer and fell into fear of the unknown ever since. ”

On this day, the sunset is infinitely better, and the lively circus kicks off again. All the tragedies of the past, at the beginning of the new program, seem to be buried in time with the turn of day and night.

Miss Robes, holding Mr. Dahl's arm and Sally in the other, made their way to another bright future.

(ENDS)

When Shou Yuanyuan finished speaking, she drank a large glass of juice with a dry mouth.

Dongtian stared at her motionlessly with deep eyes open. Shou Yuanyuan was frightened by Dongtian's appearance: "Lord Dongtian, Lord Dongtian, what are you looking at me like this?" ”

Dongtian sneered: "It's nothing, this story is good." Sister Sabihua, it looks like you're going to be under pressure. ”

The sip of juice that Yue Xia had just drunk was almost spit out by her. Who's to say she's not nervous and scared?

Dongtian's tone was still cold: "Sabby, have you come up with a new story?" ”

Yuexia nodded slightly: "I think about it." ”

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