924 End of life entrustment
The second act of the performance begins.
There was no sound at all in the entire Almeida Theatre. From the actors to the audience, from the stage to the theater, everything fit together perfectly, completely entangled with Fantine's fate, and integrated with the torrent of the times. , every breath and every breath follows the ups and downs of fate..
Sad because of society's prejudice against Fantine, angry because of men's trampling on Fantine, and even more angry because of the arrogance of those who claim to be righteous but become the pawns of the powerful..
It's not just a song "I Had a Dream", the audience also saw the darkness and corruption of society, the oppression and suffering of the times, and the fate and struggles of little people..
After being reborn, Jean-Valjean, who owned his own factory and became the mayor, unintentionally caused Fantine's tragic fate by mistake. He regretted it and suffered endlessly; then he discovered that under Javert's aggressiveness, Under the circumstances, an innocent person was mistaken for his former self - that self who was a fugitive. His silence could escape Javert's pursuit, but it would lead to the tragic fate of another innocent person..
After experiencing inner suffering and torture, the song "Who-Am-I" revealed Jean-Valjean's ideological change. The sentence "Who-Am-I" hit Jean Valjean hard again and again. - Arang's heart was hit hard in the hearts of the audience..
Looking at Jean Valjean standing at the front of the stage, Marc Lacante couldn't help but fell silent. He had seen Fantine's tragic fate, Javert's step-by-step approach, and Thénardier The couple's greed and viciousness have seen the insensitivity and darkness of society. At this moment, Jean-Valjean's rhetorical questioning, interrogation, and torture are releasing the weight of the entire era one after another..
“who I am？”
“who I am！”
Under the dim light, Jean Valjean's tear-filled eyes changed from panic and panic to perseverance and radiance. His clear and translucent soul cleared away the layers of fog and became brighter little by little. The heavy self-questioning made every audience member become determined, and the impassioned and passionate emotions hit their chests hard, causing a dull pain..
“I am! Jean-Valjean! who I am？24061！”
The sound of the cloud-breaking stone was sonorous and powerful, like a heavy hammer, hitting Mark's chest hard. He saw it, saw that noble and resolute soul, saw that scarred but magnanimous soul. , I saw the soul that pushed through the layers of fog and firmly grasped a ray of sunshine..
Suddenly, tears blurred my vision again！
What is justice, what is fairness, what is faith, everything is filled in those deep and bright eyes. It is not until this moment that the magnificence and majesty of the "Les Miserables" are gradually revealed. The original true face is revealed, and the vast picture of the times makes everyone unable to help but look up..
It was not until today that Mark truly understood what soul baptism was. Only by witnessing it with his own eyes, and only by experiencing it personally at such a close distance, could he truly experience the powerful shock that penetrated all layers of defenses and was fierce and powerful. Brutally colliding with the soul, like a meteor shower all over the sky, causing the brain to completely stop spinning..
Resisting the urge to worship, resisting the urge to applaud, and resisting the urge to scream loudly, Mark grabbed the armrests of the chair with both hands and just stared at the stage with his eyes wide open, lest he Miss a detail, become greedy and become part of the Almeida Theater.
Destiny comes to the crossroads again.
Jean- Valjean confessed his true identity; Javert pursued him, trying to arrest the fugitive again; and Fantine, her soul was about to disappear.
The fate of Jean Valjean, the fate of Javert, and the fate of Fantine have been entangled with each other since then and can no longer be separated..
On the right side of the stage, on a hospital bed, Fantine was lying quietly, dying due to the torture of tuberculosis. A weak and thin moonlight cast down, outlining her embarrassed and haggard face. Even if she was too far away from the stage, she could not see it. It's not real, but the gradually extinguishing breath of life makes people feel the sadness of the lamp running out..
She slowly opened her eyes, searching around without focus, and a plaintive and sad melody flowed softly, "Cosette, the weather is getting colder; Cosette, it's time to go to bed, you have been playing all day , it’s getting dark.”
The graceful song was tinkling, and Fantine tried to support her body, but her body was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength. She could only lean on the bed weakly, and her eyes were full of longing. In the distance, then, the smile on the corner of the mouth rose little by little, blooming with a brilliant light.
“Come to me, Cosette, the daylight is fading, you hear, the cold wind of winter is crying." That gentle voice, as if the young Cosette was right in front of her, Fantine couldn't help but raise her head With his right hand, he carefully gathered his fingertips in the void, but only caught a ball of air..
On the left side of the stage, Jean Valjean's figure slowly appeared, but his steps were so heavy and staggering, slowly, slowly approaching the weak Fantine, his eyes full of pity, annoyance and regret. surge again.
Fantine didn't notice the uninvited guest in the ward at all. She stretched out her right hand and called urgently, as if in the darkness, Cosette was hugging her knees and shivering, "There is an endless darkness there, without any trace." The warning ground is approaching quickly, but I will protect you, sing you a lullaby, and then wake you up in the morning.”
Seeing Fantine start to struggle, her whole body stretched out, trying to catch the elusive figure, her upper body was almost falling, Jean Valjean finally couldn't hold it back anymore, walked forward quickly, and sat down on the edge of the bed He came down, gently hugged Fantine's shoulders, and gently comforted Fantine..
“Oh, dear Fantine, we are going to run out of time." Jean-Valjean said urgently and anxiously. He knew that Javert was chasing him and might appear at any time. He had to speed up, but his anxious voice leaked out. There was a trace of intolerance deep in his heart, so that he turned his head slightly, hiding all his emotions in the shadows, "But Fantine, I swear on my life……”
Before she could finish her words, Fantine interrupted the other party anxiously - she didn't even know who the other party was, "But sir, the children are still playing.……”
Those excited and anxious words made her start to cough violently. Jean Valjean turned around and his voice gradually softened, "Dear Fantine, Cosette is coming." A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. , vulnerability and sadness are hidden deep in the eyes, the smile is heartbreaking, but the voice is full of infinite tenderness, "Dear Fantine, she will come to you.”
Fantine still couldn't take her eyes away, she just looked at the endless darkness, watching reluctantly, as if Cosette was really there, "Come, Cosette, my child, you Where have you gone?？”
The confused voice makes people feel sad; the urgent words make people feel like a knife..
Struggling, Fantine sat up, as if the last bit of strength in her body had burst out. She looked around blankly and helplessly, and her whole body began to tremble slightly, just like Ke who was still there just now. Seth suddenly disappeared. The panic and fear were swallowed up in an instant, like drowning, making people breathless..
Jean Valjean gently took Fantine into his arms, patted Fantine's shoulder gently with his left hand, and whispered softly in Fantine's ear, lowering his voice and volume. , flowing out like a gurgling warm current, "Rest in peace." The body swayed slowly, as if caring for a swaddled baby, "Rest in peace..”
The last strength disappeared, and Fantine relaxed completely exhausted, and could not help but rub her head gently on Jean Valjean's shoulder, craving for the slightest trace of warmth, even if it came from a stranger, in this In this cold world, people still feel nostalgic.
Fantine closed her eyes slightly, her eyelids began to tremble violently, and her hot tears slowly fell down..
Jean Valjean was not in a hurry, just rocked gently and slowly, as if the cradle was comforting a baby, and then slowly laid Fantine flat on the hospital bed again..
The coldness after leaving the embrace made Fantine wake up again. She tried to say something, but her voice was choked in her throat. She just murmured intermittently, "My Cosette."……”
“I will protect you." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jean Valjean's mouth, and his gaze fell on Fantine's face motionlessly. Those deep eyes hid all the emotions, and his shoulders It's getting tighter little by little, as if it's bearing the weight of the world.
Fantine stared blankly at Jean Valjean in front of her. Her vision began to blur as she was dying. She could only see the sincerity and determination in those eyes, and her lips began to tremble slightly. He stood up and said with difficulty, "Take her away.".”
Jean Valjean nodded gently, "Your child will have no worries about food and clothing.".”
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and Fantine nodded slightly, "Mr. Kind, you are a messenger sent by God..”
Jean Valjean was shaking his head, the torment in his heart was tugging at him, all the pain and sadness were condensed on his stiff spine, he just sang loudly, "As long as I am alive, Cosette will not be harmed in any way.".”
At this moment, this subtle moment, time seems to have stopped.——
The guilt and sadness in Jean Valjean's eyes slowly seeped out through that face; Fantine seemed to be aware of the sadness in those eyes, and gently raised her right hand, trying to smooth the gap between the eyebrows. of scars.
At this moment, Mark truly understood the intersection between Jean Valjean and Fantine. It was not just guilt and sympathy, but also the resonance of sympathy for each other. They saw themselves in each other, their suffering selves, and their role in society. Myself struggling and struggling to survive under the wave.
They are actually the same kind of people.
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