If Affectionate Unequal [Hollywood]

She stopped suddenly, thoughtful.

Helen led the children into the car one by one.Angelia was still standing there, the wind lifted her hair, she raised her hand and took off her glasses.

There was an immediate clatter in the crowd, but she ignored it and searched the crowd with her eyes.

My heart skipped a beat.

I was not in the direction of her vision, so I clearly saw what she was really looking for, but she couldn't find it. She seemed to be stunned, standing there in a daze.

The onlookers called her, and Shiloh got out of the car and called her too. She regained her senses, smiled at the crowd, and got into the car.

I watched the car go away, and a thought came to my mind.

If she saw me just now, would she call me?Will you wave me over?Will it come to me?

I didn't stand there for too long, the paparazzi reporter over there had already looked at me consciously, I lowered my hat, turned and left.

I didn't want to go back so quickly, so I went around a few times and finally made up my mind to go to Angelia's house.

The moment I pushed the door and walked in, I suddenly remembered the first time I came to this house, I pushed the door and walked in, and after walking a few steps, I saw her standing by the window.

I closed the door and walked in slowly. The room was empty without anyone coming in for a long time. With the Nordic-style decoration, it looked extremely deserted.

But this is still her house, the place where she has her breath in this world.

I went to the bathroom, took off my make-up and washed my face.Although the house has been unoccupied for a long time, it has all necessities for daily use.I poured water, took medicine, and got into bed.

The cold was not completely cured, and the medicine took effect after a while, and I fell into a deep sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, I felt that I was sweating a little. I turned over and felt stuffy, and my hands were pulled out of the quilt.

A slightly cool palm touched my forehead.

I opened my eyes in a daze, and saw a pair of familiar green eyes.

I was stunned and blinked, not knowing whether I was awake or dreaming.

"Are you sick?" Angelia said, and I realized she was real.

Really in front of me.

And I slept on her bed.

I sat up in embarrassment.

She wasn't frightened by me, she just raised her eyebrows.

I felt ashamed of being caught, "Why are you here?" Shouldn't she go home with her children?

She didn't smile just now, so she raised her lower lip. This action made her red lips plump, and she tilted her head slightly, and then the upward curve of her lips became more and more obvious.

I almost bit my tongue, am I sleepy?This is her house and she can come whenever she wants.Instead, it was me who didn't say hello and slept on someone else's bed.

My face was hot, and I froze on the bed, not knowing whether to slap or not.

Unexpectedly, she sat down sideways at this time, glanced at the medicine box on the bedside cabinet, and looked at me, "Not feeling well?"

I froze in place, and after a while, I slowly said: "I have a cold...it's gone."

So just now she was really touching my forehead.

"Hmm..." She nodded.The perfume on her body was still the same, her makeup was very light, and there was a gentle charm between her eyebrows and eyes.

The neck is slender, without any jewelry, but the nails are made, the fingers are slender, the joints are well defined, and there are blue tendons, which are very beautiful.

Now we are all sitting on the same bed.

It's been a long time since I got so close, and I was so nervous that I didn't dare to move.

She stopped talking again, and my heart started beating wildly.

Don't keep talking, should I get up and change my position...

She was two centimeters shorter than me, but sitting by the bed made me feel like I had shrunk several sizes in an instant.

Small enough to roll into her arms...

She didn't speak, and I didn't speak, but there was a sense of relief that I had never felt before. It was strange, without the awkwardness and embarrassment of the last two times.

Could it be the reason why my mentality has changed?

Just as I was thinking about it, she stretched out her hand and touched her forehead lightly. My eyes found hers. She looked over naturally and said, "I don't have a fever..."

I looked into her eyes, but didn't dare to look too long. The emerald lake water could drown people, and unconsciously told the truth, "I lost my fever yesterday."

She frowned quickly, "You seldom get sick, did the filming of this movie take a lot of hard work?"

She said it like she had been paying attention to me for a long time...

I suddenly stuttered, "I, I, um, mainly play the role, I have never played such a role..."

"What kind of character?" She asked softly, leaning forward slightly.It was an act of curiosity and concern.

I pursed my lips, loosened up, and talked to her about the script, "...it's too miserable. In the script, she was beaten by her father once, and she ran to hide in the cowshed... Did I grow up so old?" I’ve seen a real cow! I was almost kicked by it... On the day of wrapping up, we went to eat steak!”

"And I actually found a lake. It was fine when I tried to sink before the filming started, and it didn't feel too cold. When the filming started, I was actually thrown into the water. My ears and nose got water, and it was so cold. shaking..."

"Kate Winslet's accent is so nice, but she ate and yelled 'bloody hell I'm going to gain weight' during the set break, which made me want to laugh, and Matthew in private His southern accent is really hard to understand..."

I learned Matthew McConaughey's "all right, all right, all right" and told Angie that I did the same in front of Matthew, and he smiled and shook his head at me.

I couldn't stop talking, I said while laughing.

She stared at my face very seriously, sometimes showing a little curiosity, sometimes expressing her opinion, and listening, a smile gradually gathered in her eyes.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and stroked my cheek directly. Before it was over, her fingertips touched my lips.

I was immediately stunned.

That smile, that focused look, cannot be faked, they are rippling like the spring breeze blowing on the lake, and they are gentle love, I can see it.

I stopped talking, my heart was beating fast, and I suspected I was in a dream.

Could it be that this long and tormented journey, when I decided to give up, did the future suddenly appear?

Chapter 60 Chapter 60

My eyes are wide open, and I can't even notice my breathing...

What's happening here?

Am I really not dreaming?

It's been a long time since she took the initiative to do this to me.

Not since I confessed to her.

Probably because my facial expression was too shocking, Angelia raised her eyebrows, and moved her finger on my cheek slightly.

I panicked, but she is going to take it back?But before I had time to take any action, she retracted her hand, but her eyes were still on my face, and the corners of her lips raised, "It's just like you when you smile, how cute."

My heart trembled immediately, and a huge sourness came over first, which caught me off guard, but a bit of sweetness came overpoweringly, overshadowing the sourness, making me dizzy.

I looked at her without daring to blink, for fear that everything would change if I blinked at her and what she had said.

According to the past, I would definitely take the opportunity to test her with "I'm not cute" or "Do you mean I look good when I smile?", but now I dare not act rashly or speak casually.

When she saw me, she just stared at her intently, and she didn't speak, her eyes gradually deepened.

My cheeks felt the rising temperature of the air. I didn't know whether it was better to talk or not to talk at this time. My cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, and the sweetness in my heart was getting stronger and stronger, so that my lips The corners cocked uncontrollably.

While my mind was racing, I wanted to hug her again, to get into her arms, look up at her from her arms, and rub her coquettishly.

But, but...

As soon as my mind came together, I hurriedly tightened it, afraid and thinking, thinking and afraid.I can only hide that bit of sweetness, like stealing candy and hiding it under the pillow when I was a child.

Then I cleared my throat, trying to say what kind of words to answer her saying I'm cute, but I couldn't choose one.

Because no matter what I say, my candy will be revealed, what if she wants to go back...

I lowered my eyes, raised them to look at her, and turned away again. It was so strange to be silent in such an atmosphere.

I look forward to what she can say first to break the deadlock and give me a little more confidence, or what should I do first to get her response...

During the struggle, I felt my nose itchy, and I thought it was bad, but I couldn't hold it back several times, I sneezed, it wasn't enough, several times in succession.

The originally quite quiet atmosphere was destroyed by a few "ha chirps" in succession.