If Affectionate Unequal [Hollywood]

But I can't do that, and when I'm not close to her, she's such an all-powerful legend that nothing seems to break her.When I love her more and more, and even hurt myself because of this love, I realize that she is not omnipotent, and there are things she can't take care of.

My person was literally split in two, one half was me who had made a choice and endured the pain, and the other half was me who was reluctant to mix.

Then I heard her phone vibrate.

You see, it's still here, and every time she answers the phone, she will leave.

That's okay, don't drive her away.

She's going anyway.

She has to take care of a lot of people and do a lot of things, and her strong and soft heart accommodates a lot of people, and I just occupy a small and insignificant position in it.

I should have cried out my tears, but there is still liquid flowing out of my eye sockets.

I didn't move or make a sound, waiting for the fluid to seep slowly and soundlessly.

The phone rang silently, and I don't know if it was cut off by her, or she had already walked out of the room to answer the call.

I raised my hand to wipe away my tears, and couldn't help sobbing.

"Ai'er..." The soft and tough body hugged me from behind, her lips pressed against my hair, "I'm sorry, don't cry..."

"Don't cry," she repeated, sounding also choked up, "don't cry..."

I didn't look back, and I didn't stop crying, as if I was going to cry all the tears in my life.

Then fell asleep again.

When I woke up, I found her leaning on my bed, propping her forehead, and closing her eyes.

I stared at her silently.

Her face was still haggard, her lips were dry and dry, and fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes, like slightly curled roses, her eyelashes were long and thick, and she had a kind of quiet gentleness.

At this moment, I couldn't help having a sore nose, took a deep breath, and engraved her appearance in my mind bit by bit.

It's enough.

This moment is enough.

She opened her eyes and looked into me.

We looked at each other silently for a few seconds, maybe everything was in silence.

She was in a daze, lowered her eyes, raised her eyelashes again, and asked softly, "Do you want some water?"

I smiled, "OK."

She got up and poured water to feed me, and then said, "Dakota arrived when you fell asleep."

I was surprised and looked at her, "Then..."

She knows?

Did she give you a hard time?

Did you say anything bad to you?

Angie smiled and said: "I should go to the doctor, and then I went to see Nancy to discuss transferring you to the hospital." here."

My heart suddenly seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife, my lips moved, but I didn't say anything.

"Ai'er, can you forgive me? I..." she said slowly.

I couldn't hear her say something like that, and I said, "Nothing is unforgivable, Angie, you haven't done anything wrong."

"There are many times, I have ignored you, the most unforgivable thing is this time I..."

"No, you just made a choice, and I was never your choice."

As soon as I finished speaking, her eyes trembled, water filled the air.

My throat also became sore.

There was silence between us again.

I want to touch her cheek and kiss her lips, but I can't.Because I'm about to make a decision that goes against my original intention.

I stared at my cast leg and said, "My injury is okay, it's not serious, don't worry, I want to move to New York and live with Dakota for a while, so I won't be going to your house anymore .”

It's actually very easy to say this, just as easy as falling in love with her.

Angie didn't speak for a long time.

So long that I couldn't help looking at her.

Her eyes were red and her expression was blank. She gradually regained consciousness when she saw me looking over. She focused her eyes deeply on my face, almost with a sense of pain.

Then, she took a breath and said slowly, "Have you decided yet?"

I looked at her, my eye sockets were sore and painful, and my vision gradually blurred.

"Is this... what you want?" She said slowly.

Unable to say it again, I tried my best to blink away the moisture in my eyes, and nodded.

After what seemed like a century, I heard her answer, "...OK."

I lowered my eyes, and the crystals kept falling.

At this moment, her words rang in my mind one by one:

"It's just that I don't have much time for you."

"Silly girl, are you so happy?"

"Ele, we're not in the same position..."

"Al, I'll remember it later."

"I didn't mean to make you sad..."

"It doesn't matter, you can go anywhere...

I clearly remember what she said to me, the temperature when I hugged her, and the throbbing deep in my body when she kissed me.

It turned out that this love made me experience so much.

It's not that there is no pain, but the sweetness is enough to offset any pain.

I heard her trembling voice say: "It's my fault, I failed you."

"Ele, you can hate me."

do i hate her

No, I don't hate her, I resent her.I was waiting for her in the hotel, looking forward to getting close to her, and I was shy in front of that nightgown, and I blamed her.

However, I don't have such confidence, that me has been deeply buried in my heart.

That was my pain, not hers.

I shook my head, and shook my head again, and said in a low voice, "I made things difficult for you..."

It is destined that I like you much more than you like me.

I love you.

You are more of a compensation to me.

"..." She took a deep breath, mixed with obvious choking, as if she couldn't bear her emotions.

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I pursed my lips tightly.

"You'd better go." I hung my head and spoke words with difficulty. Such a scene was too uncomfortable for each other.

"Is there... is there anything I can do for you? Elle, is there anything you want? I... at least let me know which hospital you're transferred to, okay?"

Listening to her somewhat incoherent words, I clearly felt her bewilderment, panic, and cautiousness.

This is her true feelings.

And I didn't dare to look up, for fear of taking a look at myself and willingly sinking into it again.

"Ai Er..."

Her voice was deep and hoarse, and it broke my heart to say my name like that.

"Can I...can I ask you one last question?"

"You ask."

I stared at the white bed sheet.

What are you asking?

Angie, I have been sad so many times, did you feel sorry for me once, and felt that you should love me and love me?

Angie, have you ever had a crush on me?Does kissing me mean anything to you?

Angie, you said you would not come that night, have you ever hesitated in making this decision?Even for a second, have you ever chosen me?

My throat is sore, and my eyes are moist with pain.

Why ask?It doesn't matter anymore.

El, you are really duplicity, you are still expecting, you are still greedy.

I smiled wryly at myself, raised my eyes, and shook my head at Angie, "It's nothing."

She bit her lower lip, her eyes were red, as if she felt that it was not suitable for me, she turned her face slightly, and a tear slid down her cheek.

This is the first time I saw her cry because of me.

She turned her face sideways, and we met each other with tearful eyes, relatively speechless.

At this moment, we are extremely close, yet extremely far away.

There were so many words in her eyes that I couldn't read them all.

She walked over slowly, looked down at me, put her palm on my cheek, and my tears rolled down her fingertips.

She seemed to be scalded, her eyes hurt, she lowered her head, and stopped when she was still a little away from my lips.She stayed there for a long time before she moved to my forehead and pressed a kiss.

Her drooping eyelashes were trembling, and there were tears under them. She was holding back something, and seemed to want to say something, and finally stood up and turned around.

I thought I couldn't see the back of her leaving, but no, I opened my eyes, restrained my sore nose and eyes, and watched her leave me, that feeling was like stabbing me bit by bit with a knife heart of.

There are so many people in this world who adore her, adore her, and wait for her favor, but I am the lucky one. I have been so close to her, got along with her, hugged and kissed her.

I've had too much and now I'm giving her back.

I clearly know that I will never love someone so much again.

I really love a woman with all my heart without reservation, and it is always in progress.