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Maybe it was the teardrop that broke my heart.

Or maybe it's witnessing the destruction of beauty happening right in front of your eyes time and time again.

At this moment, sensibility completely overwhelmed rationality, and Keanu finally decided to help the girl in front of him who was sent to him by Geffen himself.

Why did she come here?never mind.

He still remembers the first time he saw this girl, she sang softly and purely, it was the power of wanton growth that can only be possessed by people who have always lived under the sun and the breeze.

So clean.

Like her eyes and the slightly wet tear stains on her cheeks.

The first sentence is spoken, and then it becomes logical.

"Reject if you don't want to, don't make things so complicated." Keanu told Josie seriously, "You are not as powerless as you think, are you? Listen to Josie, you are very good, and you are becoming popular, you You don’t need to be eager for quick success, but to settle yourself slowly, understand.”

Josie hesitated to speak, and silently glanced at Keanu.

She really didn't know what to say, if the man in front of her was a little more despicable, it would allow her to continue performing calmly.

But for a man in his 30s, his eyes still shone with the clear and bright light that belongs to young people.

So clean.

Josie had never seen anyone like this.

Obviously in the top Vanity Fair of Blue Star, those intrigues and entanglements seem to be far away from his surroundings, making him unexpectedly kind and firm.

She couldn't help frowning, confusion appeared in her eyes.

Keanu happened to notice this strange emotion. He reached out and patted Josie's shoulder lightly, and said with some earnestness and consolation: "Geffen doesn't like to play threats, he likes to seduce. As long as you Stick to your own heart, and he won't cause you too much trouble."

Yes, just lost Geffen's help too.

It depends on how the girl chooses.

Is it to try to climb up desperately by any means, and still have to stubbornly and lonely hold the bottom line in this impetuous circle?

From Keanu's perspective, I really hope she's the latter.

Josie glanced at Keanu again, and asked with some hesitation: "So, Keanu, what will happen to you?"

"Me?" Keanu was stunned. Few people would ask these questions in this situation, instead of busy accepting or rejecting.So he smiled softly, his handsome face became a little more gentle, and said, "I'm fine, Geffen and I are friends."

At this moment, there was a hint of emotion and helplessness on his face, which almost made Josie reluctant to continue lying to him, even if it was only for a short time of a few words.

Oh no, but she's a jerk.

A selfish bastard.

Before Josie had time to consider Keanu's suggestion, a smiling David Geffen walked towards them.

"Oh, my friends, it seems that you have a good conversation?" Geffen naturally inserted into the space between the two, then took out a key, and smiled: "I hope my preparations are not wasted, here, The innermost room at the corner on the third floor."

As he said, he stuffed the key into Keanu's hand, and blinked ambiguously, his drawn-out tone was like some kind of cold-blooded animal swimming in the dark, "Enjoy tonight, Keanu, I don't think you will It will disappoint me, won't it?"

Obviously, this is an option.

Josie standing aside was just a foil, or a prize. She became the key to the game between the two.

It is Keanu who is really facing a choice right now.

Should he continue to follow his own path unswervingly, or should he succumb to Geffen's ideas and sink into Hollywood's materialistic glitz with him?

Keanu lowered his head and looked at the small key in his hand.

Geffen was still smiling.

If someone observes carefully at this time, he will find that his smiling face has a subtle and weird feeling, maybe because his plastic surgeon injected too much botox, or maybe because his smile is far from reaching the eyes.

His seemingly kind eyes are extremely oppressive, but in fact he is pressing every step of the way, cold and dangerous.

Josie's heart rate was steady.

She quietly watched the silent confrontation between the two, just as if she was one of the countless vases at this party, and in fact her personal wishes did not matter-this damn world!

Biting her lower lip lightly, a slightly flustered and hesitant look appeared on Josie's face, but she was thinking in her heart:

Just wait, bastard, I'll be out of this soon.

I'm going to be very famous and I'm going to be very powerful and no one can run my life, no one!

She breathed in the air slowly and bit by bit. The substances necessary to sustain life were squeezed into her lungs, but it made her mind extraordinarily clear, and her emotions were like a tight steel cable, very calm , is also very depressing.

At this time, Geffen gently raised his hand, put his hand on Keanu's shoulder, and urged him: "Keanu?"

Keanu raised his head and suddenly smiled.

"No, we're not here." He said as he hugged Josie into his arms, showing a careless and relaxed look of helplessness, "You know, David, these young people are very courageous."

This time, Geffen's smile was much deeper, and his eyes turned to Josie, who lowered her head shyly, revealing her slightly red ear tips.

Geffen teased with satisfaction: "Since this is the case, I won't bother. I wish you a good night."

Keanu naturally interfaced and said, "You go, goodbye."

Geffen let out a knowing laugh.

He patted Keanu on the shoulder again, took the key he brought, and then waved goodbye and left.

Josie, who lowered her head, heard Keanu whisper, "I'm sorry, but I can't let you go just yet, his 'eyes' are all over the place."

"It's me who should say sorry." Josie said.

At first, Josie's limbs were still stiff, but when Keanu's soft voice came from above her head, she gradually relaxed.

Keanu touched the top of her hair with his lips seemingly intimately, and asked, "Let me take you back, where do you live, in my car or yours?"

"Santa Monica..." Josie reported the address.

Many people know motorcycles as one of Keanu's passions, but of course he has a driving license and a black Porsche.

But he likes to get around on his motorcycle, especially in Los Angeles.

The nights in Los Angeles in the late summer and early autumn are still very comfortable. The temperature is a little bit cooler than in autumn, and the wind blowing on the face has a slight smell of sea water, but it makes people feel very gentle.

Keanu isn't riding fast.

The mansions and landscapes of Beverly Hills have become the best decorations for the journey, especially the famous mountain road on Mulholland Road, where Marlon Brando, Jack Nicholson, Robert De Niro...these film histories Named superstars live at the end of private driveways.

Tonight should have been wonderful.

The handsome men and beautiful women galloping in the wind, the quiet and gentle late night, this is a good time for some stories to happen.

But the paparazzi who were chasing after the two obviously didn't give them the chance to make the atmosphere better.

"Sorry, my mistake." Keanu's voice sounded in the wind, not very clearly.

"It's me who should apologize." Josie was rarely annoyed, "My fault, even if I really wanted you to take me home, we should have driven."

She leaned forward slightly, sitting sideways to keep a limited distance, and did not take the opportunity to hug the person in front very tightly, but this posture meant that she could not stay away from Keanu's back completely, but there was not much ambiguity.

Who wouldn't want to ride on the back of Keanu Reeves' motorcycle?At least Josie, who was in a bad mood, was not able to refuse this very attractive proposal.

The paparazzi's flashlight flashed behind her, and her pure white skirt fluttering in the wind, together with her loose blonde hair, was frozen in a romantic and beautiful picture.

And this photo may be dropped by public relations, or it may be published on the gossip headlines tomorrow morning.

Thank goodness she's wearing a helmet, otherwise her PR would have gone nuts, right?

Keanu in front let out a chuckle.

He looked in the rearview mirror.

The girl behind her was holding the corner of her skirt with one hand, and wrapped her arms around his waist with the other. Since she didn't put her body close to his body, her focus was almost on her back, and her whole body collapsed tightly, like a bow Strings that are pulled apart.

But even so, she is still very pleasing to the eye.

"Instead of apologizing to each other—" Keanu said, "I think we should be thinking about what to do next."

"I'll listen to you." Josie hardly needed any hesitation.

At an angle she couldn't see, Keanu's lips curved, and then he suggested: "Either prepare for public relations, or you—"

The wind was too loud, and Josie couldn't help asking, "What?"

So she heard Keanu's voice coming from the wind, with a faint smile and a sense of weightlessness that was climbing.

"Hold me tight," he said.

The sound of the wind and the sound of the engine whistling in the ears.

The gentle night wind became cold and dangerous, and the Norton Commando motorcycle was like a silver lightning, galloping recklessly on the silent mountain road, sending out adrenaline-inducing vibrations and roars.

Josie pressed her side face tightly against Keanu's broad back, and she could almost feel the beating pulse in Keanu's body, as well as the strong and powerful heartbeat.

The gallop away from the hustle and bustle brings an indescribable sense of emptiness.

The body is very excited, but the mind is unexpectedly ethereal.

In a narrow sense, the entire length of Mulholland Road is only two kilometers, and a large number of low-speed small bends make this road famous for drivers grinding their knees in teams. Keanu did not deliberately show off his car to lower the car, nor leaned out to rub his knees , just passed one curve after another silently, and after rushing out of the serpentine mountain road of Mulholland Drive, he accelerated his speed again.

With a click, the headlights of the motorcycle were turned off, and the dark mountain road brought more intense stimulation to the high-speed riding in an instant.

Josie completely relaxed, and the sense of distance she had deliberately held disappeared. Everything was handed over to the man driving the motorcycle in front. The body temperature and breath of the two were inevitably intertwined.

The smell of aftershave on the other party's body is closely carried in the wind, and the clear cedar is mixed with slightly sweet citrus, bringing dark tones of coldness and dryness, and woody freshness.

This is an uncontrollable, passionate, but always irresistible mysterious atmosphere, just like the night and the wind at present.

The white "HOLLYWOOD" sign faded away, and the paparazzi who followed behind disappeared, and the boundless night view of Los Angeles was underfoot.

The original destination has long been deviated, the roaring engine sound hovers between the mountain roads, the speed gradually decreases and then rushes to the more open canyon road and the seaside, as if this road has no end.

Josie heard someone humming a song softly in the wind:

Movin' me down the highway

come with me

Rollin' me down the highway

gallop on the road of life

Movin'ahead life won't pass me by

Don't miss any scenery of life

And I'm gonna go there free

forever free self

Like the fool I am and I'll always be

always be humble

I'vegot dream;I'vegot dream

i have a dream i have a dream

They can change their minds

Dreams will always guide my way

but they can't changeme

never waver

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