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From a distance, Lance saw Andrew Garfield with a green smile on his face. He scratched his head a little cautiously, then wiped his hands vigorously on his back, and then politely stretched out his hands, politely Greetings from Emma. Emma was confused by this jerky appearance, raised her head to look at Edward, and asked doubtfully, Did I put on the wrong makeup today? Princess makeup turned into witch makeup?

Those serious words immediately made Andrew flustered, he repeatedly waved his hands in denial, No...it's not... But for a while, he couldn't find a suitable explanation for the words, he stuttered and was at a loss, so that his cheeks began to flush slightly.

Edward who was standing next to him saw it, and walked up with a heavy mourning expression, and patted Andrew on the shoulder, Little guy, it's not the behavior of a gentleman to be so rude to a lady. Then he shook his head, With a heartbroken face, I thought the British were more gentlemen than the Americans. This kind of behavior... Edward paused for a moment, and finally let out a long breath, his face full of hopelessness.

Andrew was even more nervous and at a loss, No, it's not... He was just excited, he never thought that he could see the real Emma in life, more beautiful and playful than imagined, that kind of The elf-like temperament made him dare not look directly. I'm just... I... Andrew tried to explain, but before the words could come out, Naomi walked up and shook her head with a helpless smile, Andrew, they're just joking with you.

Andrew was stunned for half a second, then raised his head subconsciously to look at Emma, ​​and then saw a pair of big watery eyes filled with a smile, even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, This immediately made Andrew even more cautious, his cheeks were so hot that he quickly lowered his gaze, not even knowing where it should land.

Hey, I'm Emma, ​​nice to meet you. Andrew heard Emma's brisk voice, Emma's right hand appeared in his lowered eyes, his head was lowered, and he hurriedly He shook his right hand like a snow-white lotus root, Nice to meet you, I... I am Andrew, Andrew Garfield. There seemed to be a faint warmth in the palm, but it was burning like a flame. Andrew quickly put the With his hands behind his back, his muscles tensed even more.

Seeing Andrew's immature appearance, everyone around was entertained. Although Andrew is the youngest guy in the Invincible Hulk crew, he is actually twenty-four years old this year. However, in front of the generous Emma, ​​Andrew was timid. The ignorance, nervousness and vigor that just entered the industry were clearly visible.

Lance's step forward suddenly stopped, but the urge to approach was taken over by an indescribable timidity. Timidity, he really hasn't experienced this emotion for a long time. The footsteps could not help but pause, and the eyes fell on Emma's cheerful and bright smile, and then lightly landed on Emma's right hand. After shaking hands with Andrew just now, it hung down on the right hand beside her again. Inexplicably, he couldn't take his eyes off that right hand, and his mind was filled with the idea of ​​wanting to hold that right hand. This kind of thought was so persistent and fanatical that Lance panicked a little out of fit.

It's not like him, it's not him.

The left hand couldn't help but clenched tightly, and the thumb firmly pressed the pulp of the index finger, but it still didn't help. The inner panic, impulsiveness, timidity, and confusion were mixed together. The tightness in his chest was indescribable, all of this was too strange, so strange that he wanted to run away.

Edward laughed loudly, and patted Andrew's arm again, Treasure this time, once you miss it, you will never get it back. After entering the battlefield of Vanity Fair, no matter where you are, you will never come back. not going. This is an extremely difficult road, but... it's like besieging a city. People inside want to go out, and people outside want to come in. Only those who have experienced it can understand it.

Andrew didn't know why, and looked at Edward in surprise.

But Edward did not answer Andrew, Lance? He was the first to see Lance's figure, called out, and then looked left and right, Uh, is the rest time over? It's a joke, but jokes are jokes, work is work, Edward's dedication and professionalism are impeccable.

In an instant, all eyes followed Edward's voice, including Emma and Andrew.

The scorching eyes danced lightly on Lance's skin, but he remained indifferent, and his eyes fell on Emma's right hand. Slowly, Lance slowly raised his head, looked deeply at Emma, ​​at the fading smile at the corner of his mouth, at the faint lightness at the tip of his eyebrows, and at the swirling blush on his cheeks.

Words came to my mouth, but I couldn't say it, or I didn't know what to say. For the first time, Lance discovered his lack of words. He knew he had to take this step, the first step of trust, like Edward Norton, like Cole Greed, like James Corden, but... this step of trust Seemingly the same yet different, words froze in place like muscles. This made Lance a little at a loss.

It's been so long, really long, that he doesn't even remember how trust was supposed to start, as if he's lost the ability to do so.

Edward sensed something strange in the air, but he couldn't tell why. He looked at Lance, then followed Lance's line of sight, and then turned to look at Emma. His eyes were full of confusion and guesswork. Filled with thoughts, but unable to grasp an accurate context, opened his mouth, Edward wanted to speak, jokingly asked what was going on, but at this moment, he saw Lance raised his left hand .

Lance exhaled lightly, then stretched out his left hand, palm facing up, straight out, as if sending out an invitation. This is the only thing he can do. He doesn't know what to say, doesn't know how to do, and doesn't know how to take this step, so he stretched out his left hand, cautiously, anxiously, hesitantly Indecision, like walking on a lake that has just frozen in winter, a little extreme action may lead to disaster.

He didn't know if such an action was meaningful, and he didn't know if such an action could be understood, but this was his limit. He focused on Emma who was not far away, his calm gaze was like a lake, calm and calm, and no one could see the turbulence hidden under the deep blue.

Emma stared blankly at Lance, the smile disappeared from the corner of her mouth bit by bit, and there was a slight wave in those blue eyes, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened, but Emma's heart started to speed up inexplicably, she just stared at the man in front of her eyes intently, a powerful force gripped her heart tightly, and a surge of suffocation swept over her, and she was caught off guard.

Then she saw Lance's outstretched left hand, slowly, gracefully, cautiously, but with a hint of longing and fear. The slender knuckles were so distinct under the projection of the sparse light, she bit her lower lip before she even had time to react, the mist around her eyes quickly piled up, and a surge of uncontrollable warmth came, she hung down in a panic He closed his eyes, covering his gaffe.

She understood him, she understood his action. He stretched out his hand once, but he took a step forward. He took a step carefully, as if walking on the tip of a knife. This was the first time he took a step towards her. She couldn't imagine how difficult it was for him, but she knew that he finally took a step, and the distance between the two shortened a little bit, and then a little bit. The surge of palpitations made her almost out of breath.

Raising his eyes again, the mist in his eyes had disappeared, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly bloomed, but then it subsided and turned into a shallow smile, warm and firm. She just quietly looked at those deep blue eyes. Behind those calm waves, there were sharp spikes and vigilance hidden all over her body, and the slightest sound would make him run away. But she wouldn't let him down, not this time, never again, never.

Emma took her own steps, and in the astonishment and puzzled eyes of everyone, she stepped on firm steps, one step after another. Since he has no way to approach, then he waits where he is, let her approach a little bit, she can wait, she can wait, she can take the initiative, even if her body is covered with bruises, she will not hesitate, she just wants to stand by his side forever , Against all wind and rain.

When the last footstep fell, the beating of the heart also fell slowly. Emma stretched out her right hand and held the flat palm in front of her eyes. The broad palm seemed to be able to wrap her easily. The palm felt slightly cold, but a warmth was transmitted to the blood along the fingertips. She couldn't help but curled up her fingertips, held this hand, held it tightly, and never let go.

Emma has never been so determined before, she just wants to hold these hands and walk to the end of time.

Looking up, Emma met those blue eyes, the smile on the corner of her mouth rose slightly, subtle and sunny, with trivial warmth falling down. The corners of Lance's mouth were slightly pursed, as if he was at a loss, still not used to such a touch, the fingers of his left hand loosened, but then he held it again, hard, hard, until it started to hurt, that kind of The sense of reality just fell in the heart.

Turning around, Lance took Emma's right hand and walked towards the door of the studio with his head held high. A beam of bright sunlight fell through the gate, like a tunnel leading to an unknown time and space. The backs of the two people stood side by side, disappearing into the light bit by bit.