If Affectionate Unequal [Hollywood]

Her rare astonishment was lovely.My eyes were all bent, and I fell on the back of the sofa happily and laughed all the time.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and my cheek was pinched by something cool and slippery—it was her hand

Because my chin was pinched, I could only look up passively, with a faint warm yellow color in my eyes.

It turns out that the light has always been this color-I know why this is the only thought in my head.

In the pale yellow halo, there was Angelia's soft voice, with a magnetic rustle: "Little girl, what are you laughing at?"

……

Why do you call me a little girl!

When I was filming "Maleficent 1", I was not yet 15 years old, and when I was interviewed on the set, you called me a "young woman".

While she was speaking, she was supposed to observe my expression, she lowered her head, and for a while our faces were very close, the tips of our noses almost touching the tips of our noses.

She wears glasses, the lenses of which obscure her real eyes.

But I felt something delicate and soft, floating towards me bit by bit, gently penetrated into my heart, spreading out bursts of warm waves.

My body trembled slightly, and everything around me seemed to be still.

Chapter 31 Chapter 31

If you plan to love someone, you have to think about whether you are willing to give up your God-like free heart for him, and be willing to be fettered ever since.

-- -"the great Gatsby"

As we got closer, a few strands of Angelia's soft hair fell on my face, itching.

I couldn't see her eyes through the lens.

I subconsciously raised my hand to touch her glasses.

It was only for a moment.

Angelia withdrew the hand that was still pinching my chin, and stepped back. She didn't sit down, but just stood back.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, I hurriedly sat up straight.My heart was a little uneasy, as if I had done something wrong, and I still didn't know what I did wrong.

The room was quiet, and Angelia didn't make a sound or look at me.

"I just laughed because... I think you are cute." I said it honestly.

Angelia turned her head when she heard the words, raised her eyebrows slightly, her lips curled up a little, and a real smile shot out from her eyes behind the lenses.

"Oh?"

I was inexplicably ashamed.She didn't answer either.The room fell silent again.

It seems to be quite late.

I belatedly realized that I had been in her room too long.

I stood up and scratched my hair: "Angie, I'm going back to sleep."

She turned sideways, her eyes seemed to flick over my face, and then she said: "Well, go back, see you tomorrow."

Hearing her soft voice, I felt relieved and confident about tomorrow's play. I was in a light mood and said with a smile: "Good night."

She accompanied me to the door: "Good night, Elle."

The door was closed, hiding her charming face.

With last night's audition, our filming went very smoothly the next day.

Tom Ford is probably the most handsome director I have ever seen. On the set, he is dressed more exquisitely than the actors, and he speaks slowly and with a rising end, with his own melody.

"Total Eclipse of the Heart" took almost 20 days to shoot, and the progress is not slow, nor fast.Tom took his time, sculpting a shot for a long time. Even if Angelia and I performed well, he seldom passed one shot, and always added a few more shots, without worrying about the film cost at all.

His comments are always - okay, okay, not good, not bad.not bad.

I sometimes feel anxious and frustrated.Unlike me, Angelia and Tom seemed much calmer.

Tom will tell us his love story, how he fell in love with his lover Richard 13 years his senior at first sight, lost in his ice blue eyes.

He has lived a thousand sails before, and after meeting his lover, he can no longer see other people in his eyes.

Even though Richard has been ill for many years and his mental state is not as good as before, in his eyes, he is still the lover he thanked every time at the award ceremony, the charming lover when he first met, who has the arm he wants to rely on .

I was pounding, shocked and moved.

"A lot of times, when an actor creates a character and interprets a relationship, it doesn't really require you to fall in love with each other."

"But then again, if you don't feel love, how can you act well and realistically?"

"Anyway, the two of you have more experience as actors than I do, and you must have your own opinions." Tom looked at me, then glanced at Angelia, a very thought-provoking look.

"But..." He blinked, "As a director, I don't think you guys are good enough for the show." After leaving such a comment, he walked away.

I frowned, a little confused, isn't that enough?How is it enough?In fact, I haven't made many pure love movies in the past, let alone this kind of hot homosexuality that needs to dig deep into the emotional depth.

I don't have such love experience myself, so I can only rely on my past acting methods to analyze the characters' personalities, try to apply my existing experience, substitute it, and then release it.

Obviously this time I hit the iron plate. I thought I had already acted, but the director didn't admit it.I frowned more and more distressed.

Want to fall in love with Angelia?

I quietly glanced at her, not knowing what she thought of the director's words.But this is not the first time she has acted in a homosexual movie. The previous "Soul Shifting Girl" and "Gia", presumably this one is also easy to handle.

The director's words may only be addressed to me, and it is very likely that I have affected Angelia's performance.I thought again about Angelia quitting before filming started.Feeling more depressed.

"What are you thinking?" Angelia asked me, probably because the expression on my face couldn't conceal the deepest thoughts in my heart, she smiled slightly: "Don't worry."

She is so gentle, her eyes are deep, and her pupils are like a green lake, which has the allure to jump into and drown in it.

It was too easy to fall in love with her.

Together with this thought, I was so scared that my heart rate almost went awry.It's not just fright, but more curiosity about the unknown during the adventure, and a sense of trembling that makes the blood surge.

I seem to have mastered some tricks in the subsequent shooting.

The love between women is interactive and sensitive, soft and delicate, and passionate.I was looking for a deeper feeling, and after working with Angelia, I gradually felt more comfortable.

Lily has only been in the hospital for a few days. Her injury is not serious and she just needs to rest at home. It is best if someone takes care of her.When she was first hospitalized, the hospital contacted her mother, but she was not seen for a long time.

On this day, her mother, whom she had not seen for a long time, finally appeared and came to pick her up and leave the hospital.Since the father passed away, the mother and daughter who were originally closer have been disastrous every time they meet, and each other is very tired.

Rebecca walked to that ward habitually after an operation.So I witnessed an unfriendly meeting between mother and daughter outside the window.

Quarreling, undisguised quarreling.

From the mouth of the nurse who watched, I knew it was a mother-daughter relationship.

Both of them have blond hair and snow-white skin.The mother took out a cigarette, shrugged her shoulders, and left the door first, and the daughter did not keep her.

From Rebecca's angle, one could see the girl with her head down, stubborn and dejected.

She thought for a while and walked into the ward.

"Are you discharged from the hospital today?"

"En." The other party still bowed his head and said nothing, only made a slight nasal sound.

"Remember to rest well at home, don't train, and return to the doctor after a month."

"Well," Lily raised her head, sniffed, her eyes sparkled, "Doctor Jones, do you have a family?"

Rebecca paused and replied, "I have a son who is 13 years old."

After a pause again, she continued: "But don't live with me."

Lily looked at her for a while, then bowed her head and remained silent.

Rebecca held her breath for two seconds.

Lily raised her eyes and smiled: "You don't look like you have such a big child." There was a kind of innocent softness in the girl's tone, and there was a warm itchy expectation in her eyes.

Rebecca pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes narrowed, and she pointed out, "I'm much older than you."

Are you afraid?

A kind of tantalizing to the point.

However, the young Lily obviously couldn't bear it any longer. She was timid, looking forward, and a little unwilling.

Can't you just give me some more hints?

Rebecca didn't say anything more, her eyes revealed a lot, and she seemed to reveal nothing, in the surface of her dark blue surgical gown, in her slightly tired look just out of the operating room, in her professional terminology Underneath, there is an unconcealable