If Affectionate Unequal [Hollywood]

This is the most insecure thing I've ever done.

It's also something I don't regret.

The 24-year-old me at that time was in my best years, pure and honest, clear and transparent, so lovely, so worthy of love, and Angelia standing in front of the 24-year-old me was also so beautiful.

Time and space freeze us like a close-up lens.

At that moment, the space where I confessed to her was eternal and beautiful.

Chapter 50 Chapter 50

Is there anyone who hasn't suffered for the secret love

Who hasn't suffered from a secret love (secret love)?

——"Amelie"

Even if there is a cliff or deep sea ahead, I still have the courage to jump into it.Even if the head is broken and the blood is broken, and the bones are cold and broken, I will not hesitate.

I felt like I had waited a long time, what seemed like a century, maybe not that long actually, because Angelia's eyes didn't stray, they were always focused on my face.Her brows became tighter and tighter, the light in her eyes became deeper and deeper, like the surface of a suddenly frozen lake, her cheekbones were so sharp that they could cut through the air, and her full lips were pursed into an elusive arc.

I was defeated first and lowered my eyes.It felt like a brainless animal whose head had been knocked down. After waking up, panic and pain hit my heart together.I clenched my fingers, relaxed, and squeezed again.

The atmosphere was awkward, and everything was already self-evident.

The corners of my mouth seemed to be tied with two stones, and I couldn't lift them up stiffly, "Then I..."

I should have left.

My head hangs even lower, just when I was at a loss, Angelia finally spoke, "Ele..." She stopped when she called my name.

I looked up and stared at her expectantly with bright eyes.

"Is this the first time you've liked a... woman?" she asked softly.

I thought about it seriously and nodded.I don't feel like that about any other woman except her.

It's just her that haunts my dreams.

When she met my eyes, she obviously paused again, and then the light in her eyes softened slowly, the ripples spread out, and the lines on her face softened, as if she was very helpless, "It's okay to meet ..."

She stopped again, I've never seen her so indecisive.

She looked at me and said slowly: "Keer, I can't give you a lot of time..."

Her eyelashes fluttered, "Do you understand?"

I put all my attention on her sentence "We can meet", my heart was agitated, and my smile immediately raised, "Yeah! I understand! You are very busy!"

I hurriedly said, "I won't bother you!"

I still think I didn't understand clearly enough, "Everything depends on your time, I... I wish I could see you!"

Angelia twitched her eyelashes when she heard what I said, looked over with bright eyes, frowned slightly, then let go, and said nothing.

I was a little shy because of the impatient words just now, but the corners of my lips still couldn't help but get higher and higher, very similar to the mood of eating candy in childhood, full of surprise and joy.

Angie glanced at my arm and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

It was only after I realized that I felt pain.Looking down, the two circles of bruises on the arms looked serious because of the fair skin.

"...Hey, a little bit." I rubbed and hissed a few times.

"Let me see." Her cool fingertips touched my skin very lightly.

She is so gentle...

And be gentle with me.

Wait, my confession just now seems to have really succeeded!

This is her who was successfully confessed by me touching me.

Countless sensitive nerves and blood vessels seemed to grow out of the arm in an instant, and it was sore and numb, and the blood rushed to the face.

My face must have been flushed.

too obvious.

I retracted my hand reflexively.

Angelia was slightly taken aback, then withdrew her hand.

The room was silent for two seconds.

I bit my lower lip, made up my mind, and boldly opened my arms to hug her.

"It doesn't hurt anymore..." I rubbed her shoulder.

Just want to act like a spoiled child.

Angelia stopped moving when I hugged her, and I buried my head on her shoulder, so I couldn't see her expression.The body temperature on her body was warmer than her fingers, her breathing was gentle, the fragrance was pleasant and intoxicating.

She didn't hug me back, nor refused me, but let me hug her quietly.After a while, I felt my hair being caressed by her.

When I got back to the hotel, I felt like I had a dream. There were several messages from Nancy on my phone, telling me to go back to Los Angeles to shoot MiuMiu’s commercials.

My assistant and I left for the airport.

The phone is clutched in the palm of the hand.

Angelia is still in Toronto because there are still interviews.

Before I left, I asked her: "Then can I send you a text message in the future? Can I send you an email? How about a phone call?" She thought for a while and nodded.

I swipe the phone off and back on, I touched my lips, which were still pouty, and I texted her, "I'm back in Los Angeles."

She didn't reply, she should be busy.

I hold my chin.

If only I could meet her in Los Angeles.

Back in L.A., I finished shooting the commercial in Long Beach and had a few days off.I know Angelia is back in LA too.

Los Angeles is such a big place, it's hours' drive from where I live to her.

Los Angeles is also really small, and ordinary people can easily meet one or two Hollywood celebrities walking on the street.Not to mention Angelia, as soon as she came out, there were at least several paparazzi teams following her.

How difficult it is to see her.

But I miss her so much.

I would love to see her.

I picked up my phone and texted her, "Angie, can I see you?"

She replied to me after a while, "Okay."

My heart flew up all of a sudden, and I couldn't wait for a moment, so I called her.

She connected, and her voice fell into my ears like stars from the sky, "Ele."

I raised the corner of my lips, "Where can I meet you? May I go find you?"

She was silent, and then said: "I'll give you an address, you come here tomorrow."

I readily agree.

The next day, I drove an unremarkable car by myself according to the address she gave, and went out to make up myself, trying not to look like me.

The address Angie gave was an extremely secret apartment.Enter the inner floor directly from the underground garage, and the elevator is also separated, and you can only go up after pressing the password.

When I reached the top floor, I pressed the password to enter the room.

The decoration is simple Nordic style. A figure I am familiar with is standing by the window. When she heard my footsteps, she turned around.Just like the adventure game is cleared, she is the last treasure.

I was so happy, I ran over and hugged her without saying a word, "Anji, Anji!"

"Hmm..." She stood there and was hugged by me. After a while, she said, "Sit down."

I looked around the room curiously, "Is this your house?"

She said: "It was a house I owned a long time ago, and I don't come here often."

In her capacity, she cannot meet me in public.

I know everything, what she said means that I can meet her here in the future.

I have no complaints at all, but am very happy.

I smile at her.

The room had a faint fragrance and was quiet, just the two of us.

I belatedly realized that this was the first time the two of us were alone since I confessed my love to her.

Is it...a date?

I said secretly in my heart.

Maybe she defines it differently.

Maybe she thinks it's just fulfilling my wish?Like satisfying a fan's wish?Still... She treats me a little differently, after all, this should be her secret estate.

I looked at her, her face seemed to be frozen in time, she was still thin, with slightly high cheekbones, plump and moist lips, and the color of her lips was a gentle coral color.

very nice.

I still can't believe she would say yes to my request.

I blushed slightly.

What are you going to do now?

I said before that I hope to see her every once in a while, but what do I do after I see her? I can't just stare at her so quietly, can I?

But... what should I say?

This is the first time I've been in this situation. In the past, when I was dating, other people would find topics and others would accommodate me.

She looked away slightly, but didn't speak.

"Are you... busy recently?" My face was blushing and I asked this sentence.

As soon as I said it, I almost wanted to bite my tongue. Isn't this nonsense?She has to take care of her children, make movies, and have many charity activities. It is very good and rare to find time to see me.

"Well, as usual." Her eyes fell on my face as she spoke to me.

I was a little embarrassed because there were quite a few paparazzi journalists near my house, so if I wanted to get out, I couldn't dress too obviously.When she saw her, I was even more shy, and I couldn't hide the joy in my heart, so I just looked at her and smiled.