[US Entertainment] Hollywood Fame

Evans took her into his arms and kept saying, "Kristen, it's okay, I'm here."

Christine's mind was still full of the car accident scene in her nightmare, the car lights flashed, and the impact of being hit still vaguely remained in her mind.

After a long time, Christine came back to her senses, and she looked at Evans in a daze: "Chris?"

"Yes, I'm here." Evans stroked her hair and kissed her forehead: "Are you okay?"

Christine wiped away the tears in her eyes: "It's okay, I just had a nightmare."

Evans was a little worried, but he didn't say anything, he just hugged Christine quietly, letting his broad chest surround her, which gave Christine a great sense of security.

Christine also buried her head in his arms, sinking into the panic and fear in her heart, and unconsciously fell asleep again.Seeing that she was asleep, Evans carefully laid her flat on the bed, kissed her face, and fell asleep beside her.

On the other hand, Johnny Depp has been in a bad mood recently.

He kept dreaming about Christine, and in his dreams he was always drunk, paranoid and crazy, and every time he woke up he always felt hollowed out.

Johnny has no work arrangements recently, and has been on vacation abroad. At this moment, he happens to be living by the coast of Australia. He was originally in a good mood, but recently he was disturbed by this series of nightmares, and finally flew back to Los Angeles. See his psychiatrist.

Johnny felt that these dreams were a bit strange, obviously he hadn't contacted Christine for a long time, and with the help of a psychiatrist, he gradually walked out of this relationship.

When he heard the news of Kristen's engagement with that Chris Evans, he was a little angry, a little enlightened, and even a little unspeakably blocked, but these emotions only made him dazed for a day.

Is there anything a bottle of wine can't solve?

If not, then two bottles.

But these recent dreams seemed to bring him back to that period, the period after Kristen filed for divorce, which was also his darkest period.

He didn't want to relive himself during that time, so he immediately booked a plane ticket and returned to Los Angeles. His private jet had already been disposed of due to bankruptcy.

This thing is too expensive, and he doesn't have an account to pay for it now.

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Kristen passed out in the rehearsal room.

The pale face and thick dark circles all showed that she was in a very dangerous state of health. She came alone in the middle of the night, so even if she passed out, no one would know.

Fortunately, she only passed out for a short while, and when she woke up, she saw that the clock on the wall behind had only passed tens of seconds.

Christine sat up, looked at herself in the mirror, and twitched her lips.

After slowing down, she stood up, walked to the small bag she brought, and found a few candies in it.Then she picked up the guitar next to her.

"I didn't have a cigarette today, but that's because I still have to stand on the stage." She crooned.

After a pause, she fiddled with some chords, but she still couldn't think of the right lyrics and melody. Christine lowered her eyes and felt the depression in her heart again.

Christine felt a burst of irritability, and the negative emotions accumulated during this period of time flooded her from the bottom of her heart. She stood up suddenly, raised the guitar in her hand, and slammed it to the ground.

boom!

As if she could feel the pleasure through such a move, she smashed the broken guitar around again, and the harsh impact sounded continuously in the room, accompanied by a hysterical cry from Christine, finally be terminated.

Christine slipped to the ground in a daze, her hands resting on the ground, and she didn't even notice that her palms were punctured by the broken wood.

After being silent for a long time, she got up with a dull face, sat down in front of the piano and began to play. The black and white keys were stained on her blood-stained hands, which cast a layer of blood on the piano.

Stepping on the pedals and pressing the keys, Christine looked up at the lights above her head, thinking of the past again.

“Dirty hand towels won’t erase our trust issues, and unwashed glasses in the sink won’t help us,” she croons, with a heart-wrenching smile on her face.

"A single pillow was randomly thrown on a stranger's bed, and a voice whispered softly in my head..." Christine hummed softly, looked down at the keys, and touched her lips.

"When I loved you, I was young and frivolous, and I was not afraid of the long years." She chuckled lightly, her blood-stained lips curled up: "Loving you is like holding a torch against the wind, blazing and unforgettable."

"But loving you has brought unforeseen consequences." She put away her smile, closed her eyes, and a tear slid down from the corner of her eyes.

Downstairs in a black sedan parked nearby, Evans yawned in the driver's seat, stared at the lit rehearsal room, and leaned back in his seat.

He noticed it when Christine got up from bed in the middle of the night, and followed her all the way, only to find that she came to practice in the rehearsal room again. He had no choice but to pretend not to notice, so he had to watch the situation outside like a paparazzi .

It's just...it's been hours, is Christine really going to come out?

After hesitating for a while, he got out of the car and walked into the building. After getting on the elevator, he walked to the door and pressed the password, opened the door quietly, and looked inside.

The first thing to enter was the guitar sawdust and debris all over the floor. Evans frowned tightly and found Christine.

Her upper body was lying on the piano, and she seemed to be asleep.

He stepped forward lightly, saw the dried blood on Christine's hand, and his heart skipped a beat.

But Christine hadn't slept well for a long time, and Evans couldn't bear to wake her up, so he had to quietly pick up the debris on the ground first, then walked to Christine, picked her up, and put her down. In the soft sofa behind.

"Chris?" Kristen narrowed her eyes in confusion, and said hoarsely.

"It's me, you rest for a while, I'll clean up here." Evans said softly, his voice was low and pleasant, as if it had a hypnotic effect, which made Christine sleepy again.

And Evans put away the sketchbook on the piano, because it looked a little messy with some blood stains, but it could be seen that the score and lyrics inside were written with care.

Evans saw Christine's latest lyrics at a glance. Seeing that the lyrics seemed to be related to Johnny Depp, he paused for a moment, then closed the sketchbook without changing his expression. .

In the recent period, he has encountered this situation several times.

He could understand that Christine was because of those nightmares, but he still felt a little uncomfortable inside.

And if it was caused by those nightmares, where did those nightmares come from?Is it possible that Kristen, deep down, still loves Johnny Depp?

He has no way of knowing, but he doesn't want to doubt Christine, after all, Christine and Johnny are no longer in touch.

And a question was buried in his heart, is it true that Christine can't forget her ex-husband, and why she doesn't want to see a psychiatrist? Is it because she doesn't want to forget?

Christine is not in a good state now, and as her fiancé, he knows that what he should do now is not to doubt her, but to take good care of her until her state returns, and then he can talk openly and honestly.

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Johnny came out of the psychiatrist, his eyes downcast, unable to see clearly.

It was dusk, his face was hidden in the dark, only a sigh sounded, his complexion eased a little, and then he got into the car and left this place.

"Go to that Mexican place in West Hollywood," Johnny said to his assistant.

This restaurant is the place where Christine used to be a waiter. It is not high-end, but it has its own unique flavor.

After arriving at the location, Johnny got out of the car, stared blankly at the outside of the restaurant for a while, then went in with his assistant and ordered a common dish.

The blond waiter found out that this was the famous Johnny Depp, and immediately went back to the back kitchen to fix up his lip makeup, and served the front meal.

Johnny looked at her in a daze, as if seeing the former Christine.

At that time, she also took the time to go to the back kitchen to smear her bright red lips, which was so beautiful that he would never forget it at a glance.

But the person in front of him was slightly different in color and figure.

After realizing what he was doing, Johnny laughed at himself, then lowered his head and stopped looking.

The blond-haired waiter was obviously disappointed when she saw that Johnny didn't seem interested in her, but she managed to maintain a smile on her face and turned to leave.

Johnny took a bite of the charcoal-grilled beef short ribs, and was startled again after feeling the taste in his mouth.

Familiar taste, familiar layout, familiar blond hair and red lips, but there is no such familiar person anymore.

He put down the food in his hand, only feeling that he had no appetite anymore, and after putting down enough tips, Johnny left here.

Also say that you will feel relieved, it's all BULLSHIT bullshit!

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*The third watch, the fourth watch may be three hours later, everyone should wash up and sleep first, and watch it tomorrow