If Affectionate Unequal [Hollywood]

These bystanders have no way of knowing.

Chapter 70 Chapter 70

How long will I love you

As long as stars are above you.

How long will my love for you last?

As long as the stars above your head still twinkle.

—— "Time and Space Traveler"

Another late night.

Angie got up and went to the living room. She really wanted a glass of wine.

But she held back.

Late night wine is not a glass thing once it starts to drink.

She went to the couch and opened the notebook.In the evening the kids were watching the CBS show Ellen, and Al was one of the actors interviewed.When she came out, the house fell silent.

The younger children were secretly observing her expression, and the older ones wanted to change the channel.

In the end they pretended nothing happened and quietly watched the host Alan interview her together.

Ai'er was wearing a Japanese blue dress, with blond hair like silk, and watery eyes. She was young after all, and she didn't need heavy make-up, just a light one was very good-looking.

A full 7-minute interview, which is long enough for a talk show.

Three and a half minutes is about the promotion of the movie.

Angie knew the movie and what Elle was like when she was making it.At that time, Aier was anxious, uneasy, tangled, sad and sad, cautious in front of her, and dared not approach her when she wanted to.

At that time, Elle still found time to fly over to her birthday party, and she was afraid to come to see her when she came to the door.

In this movie, she plays a teenager who has been bullied by her father since she was a child and is very destitute of love.The show released some trailers, and Angie couldn't recognize the character in it as Ai Er.

It was just a small episode, and Angie knew that Elle must be doing well.

just...just...

How much of her state is given to her by her off-screen self...

She didn't dare to think about it.

Ellen and she play a game called "never have I ever"

Allen and her took turns asking questions, and the questions were relatively common.They all have a card in their hand, if there is, it is the "I have" side, if not, it is the "I haven\'t" side.

"Have you ever experienced airsickness?"

"Have you ever experienced embarrassment on stage?"

"Have you ever had any conflicts with your colleagues?"

At the beginning, it was more relaxed and happy, and when it was Ellen's turn, she suddenly asked, "Have you ever fallen in love with someone who acted together?"

There was a sound of "wu..." in the auditorium, especially when the camera cut to the obvious stunned expression on Ai Er's face, the booing sound became more obvious.

Allen, a fine man, showed an innocent and polite smile.

She asked very skillfully. Ai Er's previous boyfriends included the son of a producer and a young director. Those can be regarded as peers, but they cannot be regarded as co-actors.

The children pretended to be calm and did not look at Angie's expression.

Allen tilted his head and looked at Elle with a smile, motioning for her to transfer the sign in her hand, is it Ihave or Ihaven\'t?

After Ai Er was stunned for a moment, the camera kept following her face closely, taking close-ups of micro-expressions.

Aier pursed her lips, looked at the sign in her hand, and turned "I have".

The audience roared.

Allen said with just the right interest, "Is this a new relationship open? What kind of person is the other party..."

Ai'er has been able to cope with it from just now, but now she is obviously a little uncomfortable, trying to say something, but holding back the feeling.

"Come on, give me some information, what kind of person is the other party?" Allen asked.

"He is a very good person, a very gentle person, strong and gentle," Aier said, she seemed to think of that person, her eyes became soft and sweet in an instant, which was fully seen under the close-up of the big camera, and then changed slightly It became melancholy, "He is a person who is a high climber for me..."

Anji's heart was suddenly pierced by a sharp weapon.

Allen on the screen stared at her, the playful smile in her eyes receded a little, her tone was sincere and gentle, but her keen sense of smell made her not let Aile go and continue to guide, "Oh, it sounds like a very memorable one. people……"

At this time, Aier had recovered, and she winked playfully at Alan, "It is true, but I don't think I can discuss it any further, or my manager will have a heart attack..."

After such an interruption, the time was almost up, and Allen wisely put away this topic.

On the screen, Aier's expression did not show any obvious ups and downs, but her eyes were more moist and her smile was more flawless.

She has grown into a mature and calm actress with her own aura.

Angie looked back at this short video again in the middle of the night, staring at her face, her smile, feeling emotional.

The following days passed day by day, smoothly, without waves, and step by step, but there would always be such late nights, such late nights when she couldn't sleep, her emotions flowed slowly and violently in the dark night.

At her age, she thinks she has seen enough, and there are few things out of her control.

However, emotions are out of her control.

Perhaps she once thought she could control it.

Maybe even now she thinks she can still control it.

If it was someone else, it would be much easier, but it was just a heartbeat and a love affair, she could start and end at any time.

But it's Elle.

Angie thought that when they met again and again, she was still a little girl, with a natural unadorned beauty, that kind of wild, innocent enthusiasm, just like the wild sunshine in the virgin forest, which makes people want to go near.

Is there still unpolluted light in their industry?Elle is it.

Angie thought of the way she looked at him.

Her pair of eyes, blue in green, were as bright as stars when she looked at her.

So beautiful and so hot.

Even the love is so warm and pure.

None of Angie's previous lovers gave her such a look.

They love her, appreciate her, treat her as a woman, as a lover, love and desire coexist.

And El, El, as if she was her life.Like fire, like water.

She didn't know how to face it.

She looked at Aier and saw that her eyes turned from pure happiness to gray and dark little by little, and disappeared little by little. In the end, her eyes were still beautiful, but there was sadness and pain.

Angie thought that with the passage of time, her sleepless nights would end, her unspeakable, raging emotions would stop, and all she had to do was wait.

She didn't want to do anything to affect Elle.

She looked... on the mend of recovery.

And these late nights were the punishment he deserved.

Angie thought about that night in the hospital, she actually had a relationship with Dakota, when she hurried to the hospital, Dakota blocked her when she entered.

Dakota won't let her see Elle, and she firmly asks her to leave.

"If you can't cherish my sister, then please stay away from her."

Angie hadn't closed her eyes for more than 36 hours. She was so tired and worried that she just wanted to go in and see Elle.

What she wanted most these nights was to see her again.

No, she had already seen her once, and the last time, under the arrangement of Helen and Nancy, they had met once in the elevator.That was last week, and they didn't even say a few words.

Angie finally understood that she still wanted to see Elle, she wanted to see her for a longer time, and she wanted to see her anytime, anywhere.

In private, it was just the two of them together.

She missed that precious opportunity.

In Elle's penultimate email, the letters seem to be jumping, as if she was in the mood at the time.

"I was so happy, so excited, I couldn't believe my ears. She said she would go on a trip with me, just the two of us, and go to the sea together. I picked out my most beautiful dress, picked out my The sexiest nightdress. I will be with her for two days and three nights. This is our first date. She brought it up on my own initiative. Does it prove that she likes me very much? I am so nervous, I have never I've been alone with her. What should I do?

God, I love her so much.

PS, will she like this black dress?

Black is her favorite color.

So shy! "

Angie read this email once and remembered it all.

And the last letter really broke her heart and shed tears.

Only a short—

"She said she wasn't coming."

Angie, Elle's lost suitcase, was found and stayed with her. She found the black nightdress she had carefully prepared.

Thin chiffon dress with a large open back.She must look good in it.