If Affectionate Unequal [Hollywood]

That time in the hotel, I was in a sweet chaos until the end, only unconscious instinct. At that time, most of my nightgown was undone by her, and many buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned.

We are so involved, at least it means...

Too shy to think about it any further.

It was said to go to Grand Turk to see the sea, but after careful research, it is better to go to Dominican this season.

I flew to New York first, from New York's JFK airport to Miami airport, and then transferred to Gregorio Luperon airport.

I painted heavy makeup, wore a wig and glasses, and changed my English with an incomprehensible Scottish accent, so I could basically break away from the role of the actor Al Fanning.

But Angie can't do it. Even if she takes a private jet, the paparazzi can still know her whereabouts.So we set out separately.

The hotel was booked in my mother's name, just near Bavaro Beach. Bavaro Beach is the most beautiful coastline in Dominica, and it was once one of the top ten beaches in the world. The coastline of dozens of kilometers has only pure white sand, sapphire-like sea water, and countless coconut trees.

And the beach in front of the hotel I booked is the most beautiful beach of Bavaro Beach. The terrace of the room I booked can see the endless blue, tropical coconut groves, and pure white sand.

Imagine waking up in the daytime and her and I can watch the sunrise, enjoy the sea breeze, sunbathe, and at night we can cuddle up and listen to the waves, and kiss under the stars.

My heart is so sweet.

It happened to be in the evening when I arrived, and when night began to fall, I entered the hotel and packed my luggage.

I brought several beautiful dresses this time, and Angie brought them too, so maybe we can switch.

I also brought a sexier... nightdress.I put it on the chuáng and took a photo.The black sling has a large open back, and there is a big bow in the front, which looks like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.

I have always insisted on writing emails in that mailbox, and unknowingly, that mailbox has become my private diary.

The previous one was a bit sad, I sent it and didn't open it again.But the recent ones are different. Every time I write a letter, I will open it after a while to relive those emotions that are so happy that I can’t believe it.

"I don't know what kind of alone time I will have with her, I am looking forward to it. (Will she like me in a nightdress?)"

I write like this.

Knocked a series of careful hearts.

I hung it up in the closet, looked at it, then tore it off and put it in a box.After waiting for a while, I took it out again, hung it in the closet, adjusted the position, and hung it in the innermost part.

so ashamed...

I took off my make-up, washed my face, changed my clothes, and dressed up, ready to go to dinner with her later.

Listening to waves of sea làng not far away, and faint laughter.

I rested my chin, blowing the sea breeze, and looked at the sea.

This was the most memorable trip in my life, and it was also my first real date with her.

When it was past eight o'clock in the evening, she still hadn't arrived.

I'm a little worried.

At this time, my mobile phone rang, and I saw it was hers, so I breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly connected, "Angie, are you here?"

The signal was a bit bad, and when she could hear clearly, the background sound of her mobile phone was very noisy, and her voice was hurried, as if she was walking in a hurry.

"Ai Er..."

I opened the patio door, and the wind came in instantly, and her voice, "Aile, I'm sorry..."

My ears were filled with whistling wind, and I couldn't hear her tone clearly. I stretched out my hand to close the window door, and the room suddenly became a vacuum, and her words floated into my ears clearly, "...I'm afraid Can't make it through."

Many times, when I come into contact with the script, I don't have too much psychological description when expressing the emotions of the characters, and there will be some action instructions, but the emotions need to be captured by the actors themselves.

Such as disappointment.

I have seen many descriptions, "Like a suddenly deflated ball", "As if falling suddenly from a cliff", "The blood turns cold all of a sudden".

The way of interpretation-dropping things in the hands, losing focus of the eyes, slowly falling down, etc., and other inactive body language expressions.

At this moment, I seemed to have experienced it all. The surging emotions were like a tsunami. I saw the surging water làng, and I instinctively grabbed the last point of strength, "But you Said he would accompany me..."

The water làng covered me——

There was Vivian's cry on the other end of the phone, "Mom, Mom, I feel bad..."

There was also Angie's soft comfort, and then her voice became clearer, "Vivienne has chickenpox, and now she has a high fever. We will send her to the hospital."

My whole body was swallowed by the water làng of disappointment, and I couldn't speak.

I tried to speak, but my whole body was weak, I couldn't make a sound, my hands and feet were fluttering, I no longer had a foothold to stand on, and I no longer had a reason to say.

Then there was another me that split from my body and came out of the water, and she said in a calm and decent tone: "...Okay, okay, it's really urgent, um, she must be working hard, no need Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Is this the advantage of being an actor?

The me on the water stared at the me who couldn't move in the water, and listening to the noisy voice on the phone, it seemed that the doctor was coming.

It should be fine.

"Ai'er... where are you now?" The background sound became quieter, her voice became clearer, and her tone and breathing were so familiar.

All of a sudden, I was photographed back on the water.

Where am I, is she worried?Does she remember me waiting for her here?

"I know you're looking forward to this tour...sorry..."

My heart was pierced by something sharp.

Am I the only one looking forward to it?

"Are you in the hotel now... Can I have someone pick you up?"

My eyes swept over the closet, and then the things I used just now on the dressing table, the powder, the lipstick, the makeup brush, which was not placed properly, and it was about to fall...

I smiled and said, "No need, it's getting late here..."

The clock on the wall said nine o'clock.I haven't eaten yet.

"It's hard to have time for vacation, and I have the opportunity to come here again. I want to play for a few days! Angie, don't worry about me, it's safe here."

Squint your eyes, make a real smile, smile with your lips, and keep your tone of voice relaxed. This is the basic acting method of lightness and indifference.

I am an actor.

Get in on the action anytime, anywhere.

She was silent for a while, and all I could hear was her take a deep, deep breath, and the breath trembled in my ear, "I'm so sorry, Elle..."

"It's okay, I understand, you've already said a lot of sorry, Angie..."

Vivienne's cry came from there again, and Helen's voice called her.

"Ai Er, I..."

I really can't stand her calling me by my name, "Angie, Vivian needs you."

I hung up the phone first.

Short-circuiting my mind for a few seconds, I walked slowly over to the makeup table and grabbed the wobbly brush.

There are rustling drops of water that wet the bristles of the brush.

I didn't know when my cheeks were soaked.

His shoulders slumped.

The strength of the whole body also dissipated.

Forget it, what to bear.

It's just me anyway.

cry.

Angie is a person who is very active, will not look forward and backward in doing things, and will persevere.That's why I never doubted everything she said.

She will do what she says, and her promises will be fulfilled.

It just didn't occur to me that I was the exception.

Unprecedented grievances filled my heart.

I believed that she liked me so I dared to be wronged so confidently.

But no matter how wronged, only one person can be wronged.

Maybe she doesn't really like me that much.

What she said to me these days, her kisses and tenderness to me, was nothing but compensation for the past.

She couldn't bear it, she was so kind, so she comforted me and tried to like me.

If so, what right do I have to be wronged?

People who are not liked have no right to be wronged.

I heard my own crying, sobbing and crying, crying with pain.

The heart was twisted severely by the knife.

impossible.

I think about that time she went out of her way to New York to surprise me.

I think of her softly calling my name as she kissed me, tenderly caressing me.

She watched me with that focused, smiling look in my makeup.

She can't have feelings for me.

only……

I'm not that important to her.

The most important thing in her heart is her children first, her relatives second, charity next, ex-husband...