[British and American Entertainment] Sonnets to Olivia

~~~~~ Let us roll all our strength and all our sweetness into a ball, grab our pleasure rudely and violently, and break through the iron fences of life. ~~~~~ After eating, Tom wiped his mouth with a napkin.He found that he was really oily and lost his composure.And he also ate the preserved egg that Olivia told him not to eat, and he thought it tasted good.

Olivia pulled the four corners of the tablecloth to tidy up.She picked up the bag of wreckage, got off the tree, and handed it to Grant temporarily, "Brandon, I'm going out tonight, this will be washed when I come back."

"Is that Anderson the one who came?" Grant finally couldn't help asking. He had been in the camp all afternoon and saw the two of them coming in and out several times.

"No, Anderson isn't so handsome. He's Tom, my... friend in England." Olivia felt that she and Tom could only be regarded as friends now. The pen pal career of more than two years seemed to take everything away. all ruined.

"Friend." Grant laughed immediately, and took Olivia's bag of dirty dishes, as if holding a bag of gold coins.

Olivia wasn't stupid either, but she didn't want to explain anything either.Turning around and walking to the side of Jeep, he jumped up again, "Come on, Tom, I'll take you to meet the Lion King."

Tom swallowed, thinking of the lions he'd seen at camp that day, and hoping they'd had dinner tonight.

Olivia drove the car to the edge of the protected area, and she carefully opened the barbed wire to let Tom get in.

Tom suddenly remembered that night in England, but there were no lilies here, only the endless grassland.

"Tom, squat down." Olivia whispered, she took Tom's hand, and hid behind a thick bush.

Tom didn't dare to speak, he breathed lightly.

But soon Olivia pulled him to stand up, and walked swaggeringly.

"Is there no danger?" Tom was excited and frightened, and his hand held by Olivia was slightly sweating.

"It's okay, I thought it was a hyena, but it turned out to be a serval." Olivia pointed to a few cats in the grass that looked like leopards.

"Is it a leopard?" Tom narrowed his eyes, and saw the golden and black-spotted animals under the moonlight. They had long legs, were not small in size, and their coat color was even more similar to that of a leopard.

"It's not a leopard, but their size is about the same as that of a small cheetah. You can see that their ears are very long, and the proportion of their limbs to their body is the largest among cats. Because they are relatively docile, their diet is similar to that of ordinary domestic cats. Many people keep them as pets. It is also for this reason that there are a lot of people poaching them now." Olivia didn't intend to disturb the Serval family, she took Tom around and went in another direction.

"Where do giraffes sleep at night?" Tom likes giraffes very much. He has seen them many times in the zoo, and now he wants to see them in their original state.

"They only sleep two hours a day, and most of them are still eating." Olivia looked around, then turned to look at Tom, "Do you like giraffes?"

"I've always liked it." Tom laughed, and he gave her a gentle tug. "Ollie, take me to see the giraffes."

Olivia's heart trembled, and she felt that the previous sentence might be for herself.But it was dark now, and no one could see her blushing.

The two walked on the prairie for a while, and Tom saw all kinds of horses, all kinds of antelopes, and many strange cats, birds, and primates.He had never even heard of many animals, let alone seen them.

While leading the way, Olivia told Tom their Latin names.

Tom found Latin more charming and sexy now.

The two walked forward slowly like this, and after walking for about an hour, Olivia finally found the trace of the giraffe.She raised her hand and pointed to a few acacia trees not far away, "Look, Tom."

Tom looked up, and by the moonlight he saw seven or eight giraffes.Two of them were relatively small, only half the size of adults.The other ones are eating the leaves leisurely, and only two are rubbing their necks affectionately, as if they are in love.

Olivia raised her head and looked at Tom. His eyes were a little silvery under the moonlight, but the blue still accounted for a large part, like a gentle sea of ​​stars.

"They're so cute." Tom turned his head and looked at Olivia.He smiled slightly, although there were several mosquitoes biting him all the time.

"If you'd seen them fight, you wouldn't say that." Olivia laughed out loud. She liked watching giraffes fight very much. Their long necks swung back and forth, which looked extremely funny.

"Then when will they fight?" Tom was tickled by what she said, and wanted to take a look.

"□□...Wait!" Before Olivia could finish speaking, she heard a roar of a lion, followed by several barks of hyenas.

Tom's ears flushed first, then he turned pale again, and the moods changed faster than the weather in England.He licked his lips and held his breath.

"I think we should go." Olivia pulled up Tom and withdrew the way she came and went, but she didn't run, she just walked quickly.

"Aren't we going to run?" Tom's palms were covered with cold sweat at this moment. He was thinking that if he and Olivia were killed by these animals at this moment, when would his family in England receive the news of his death? At African airline speeds.

"The top speed of a lion is 60 kilometers per hour, and the hyena can reach 65 kilometers per hour, and its endurance is much better than that of a lion." Olivia said softly, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, because she felt Tom of fear.Although she knew these animals well and knew that they were generally not interested in humans, there was no guarantee that one would go crazy and run after them.So she didn't comfort or threaten, she just pulled Tom away quickly.

Seeing the jeep, Tom realized that his heart was beating hard, and his shirt was already wet with cold sweat.

"Wouldn't this be the closest you've come to dying in your life?" Olivia held Tom's hand with both hands, and she found his fingers were cold, just like herself during her period.

"I think it should be." Tom nodded, took her hand and pressed it to his face, "I can't even feel my existence."

"You are here, Thomas Hiddleston, on the East African savannah, with Ophelia Strong." Olivia smiled, and she pinched Tom's cheek, and then Reluctantly let go.

On the way back to the camp, Tom thought about life very calmly. On this vibrant but perilous prairie, there were no fireflies or fragrant flowers.He has become more determined to become an actor. Olivia is doing what she wants to do, and she has already begun to succeed.I can definitely do it myself, even without the support of my father, I have a bright future.Maybe, as his father said, he will be unemployed as soon as he graduates, but there are too many late bloomers.In the European and American entertainment circles, especially actors, those under the age of 30 basically won't make any achievements.The success of child stars is only a minority, but their transformation is even more painful.

He just bought the ticket. The road is still very long. Standing here, at least he was not eaten by a lion. Maybe this is a revelation.

It was almost 12 o'clock when we arrived at the camp, but there were still some people in the camp having a bonfire outside and drinking beer.They are all young people. Although they all have a passion for this cause, they still need to pass the boring time slowly.

Olivia didn't plan to take Tom there, he should be very tired today and needs to rest now, "I'll ask Grant to take us for a ride during the day tomorrow, his driving skills are better than mine, and he has a lot of research on cats." There are also more."

"The one who is tall and looks a bit like Superman?" Tom still remembered Grant because of these two characteristics.

"Yes, he is our professor's teaching assistant." Olivia did not introduce Grant too much, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding Tom's somewhat curious eyes.

Climbing into the tree house, Olivia replaced the burnt mosquito coil.She took out a bottle of repellent and handed it to Tom.

Tom took it. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and then asked again, "Come chat with me for a while, Ollie."

Of course Olivia would not refuse, she simply took out another plate of mosquito coils and lit it, and lifted the gauze curtain on one side, she and Tom sat down cross-legged, and began to look up at the starry sky.

"Can you read a poem, Tom?" Olivia leaned against the window, looking at him with her head tilted, wanting time to stand still at this very moment.

"If our world was big enough and time enough, miss, such shyness would not be a sin. We'd sit and think where we'd go for a walk and spend our long days of love." Tom read Ma Vale's "To a Shy Lover", he read to himself, because he felt that it was he, not Olivia, who needed courage.

Olivia can also recite this poem, but she didn't read it with Tom, she just listened quietly, imagining what it would be like to travel around the world with Tom.

"Ollie..." After Tom finished reading the long poem, he licked his lips and reached out to caress Olivia's face.

Olivia raised her eyes, and she raised her chin slightly. Under this atmosphere, of course she wanted to kiss.

But just when Tom was about to get close to Olivia's lips, he suddenly noticed that her eyes had changed.

There was only a crisp sound of "slap", and Olivia slapped Tom in the face with a slap.