If Affectionate Unequal [Hollywood]

I haven't seen her for more than eight months, and she also said that time will erase everything.

However, at this moment, my time is still and frozen, and all the hidden feelings from the past are gathered together.

I felt the urge to hold her hand.

As long as your hand slides over, you can hold his hand.

It's very simple, as long as it slides up her wrist, you may need your little finger and ring finger to hook her, and then you can hold her.

I thought so, and I started to act.

The skin glides little by little.

My eyes are locked on the big screen, afraid that if I glance at it, I will lose my nerve.

Just when my little finger managed to touch hers.

I exhaled a small breath very slowly.

Half the battle.

When the small piece of skin touched each other, I slightly raised my little finger and touched her little finger slightly.

The temperature of her fingertips was slightly cool.

She didn't move.

She did not refuse.

Even though I was wearing a skirt, the back of my neck was hot and sweaty.

I pursed my lower lip slightly, feeling a little excited.

He became more courageous and scratched her finger again.

This strength is much more obvious than before.

She still didn't respond.

He didn't take it back either.

I tilted my head slightly, and she was staring at the big screen seriously from the corner of my eye. The profile of her face was deep and moving, and her full lips were naturally warped.

I pursed my lips to hold back a smile, like a child who was not caught playing a prank.

A little proud.

No, maybe not without getting caught, but with acquiescence.

Unexpectedly happy.

There is even a little urge to push forward.

I want to touch it again.

I eagerly reached over and hooked her ring finger and little finger.

Once again succeeded!Before I could get carried away for a second, my hand was suddenly empty, and the next second, the back of my hand was held backwards by her.

Unpredictable.

I was petrified.

Probably like a cat that was happy to be alive and kicking when its tail was suddenly trampled on.

stuck.Petrified.

Cautiously glanced at her next to her, Angelia was leaning on the chair, her eyes were clearly on the big screen.

But the hand is still pinching the back of my hand.

As if nothing had happened.

I swallowed nervously, not daring to move, not knowing what to say.

I am very guilty.

She rubbed my little finger and ring finger lightly, from knuckle to fingertip.

I held my breath, not daring to resist.

Did she want to make sure it was me scratching her with these two fingers?Or do you mean to scratch it back?

But in less than a second, she let go of me.

My face was instantly hot, I took my hands back, put them on my knees, and watched the movie honestly.

The corners of the mouth turned up uncontrollably, I tried to bite my lip, but it still turned up helplessly.

In a large theater with thousands of people, in the dark, I had an ambiguous interaction with her, and the plot on the big screen was the love movie I played with her.

There is no sweeter moment in life.

This was brought to me by time, it did not eliminate everything at all, but condensed the essence for me.

Chapter 46 Chapter 46

I didn't feel it when I was filming, but when I watched it on the big screen, I felt that the two of us really had a sense of CP.

Every sweet look, every kiss is so touching, and the chemical reaction is really full.

When I saw this at the beginning, I also felt that Tom’s design was very ingenious. I thought he would allow the audience to enter the story from a third-person perspective when filming.

But Tom didn't take this approach at the beginning, but brought the audience into the story in the tone of Angelia's narration.But it’s just the beginning. When we meet at the beginning of the story, we use the perspective of a third person, even biased towards me. The emotional mobilization is all here, especially the long shot of me running with the car, which is a long story. The camera, crying while running, from crying when I was a child until I couldn't run behind and broke down crying, and finally sat on the ground and cried recklessly.

Sitting in the middle, our actors and creators can feel the atmosphere of the audience around us very well.

Here, there are quite a few soft sighs.

It was uncomfortable when filming, and when I watched it, apart from being a little distracted thinking about how I was doing, the rest of the emotions were uncomfortable, and my heart hurt.

And——I cried so badly that my whole face was flushed, and it felt like I was swollen from crying.

Thankfully it's not ugly.

I still had a lot of crying scenes after this scene.

When we first broke up, I couldn't sleep every night, and spent almost all of it in the dance studio. If I couldn't hold on, I would call that person's cell phone, but I didn't dare to speak.

The shots flashed one by one, and the wounds gradually healed.

I watched with tears in my eyes, as if the one in the movie was not me, but an actor who performed the trapping of love and made me feel the same way, but it was me again, and only I knew what kind of feelings I had. Playing this scene.

"Excuse me, are you Lily Thorne?" The movie is set eight years later. After a performance, a young man came to look for her backstage. There was something familiar between his brows. He said, "I'm Rui Son of Becca Jones..."

At this point, the third-party perspective came to an abrupt end, and Angelia's narration sounded again, "I thought at the time that this was the only way I could ruin the young her. let her go..."

Continuing with her opening dialogue again, it also allowed the audience to understand the psychology of the other protagonist in the story.

In the late filming of the film, because I was too involved in the film, I often left the set voluntarily after filming. I did not watch every performance of Angelia in its entirety, so this was the first time I saw her reaction.

"I've never felt heartache before, I didn't expect it to be like this..."

The Mercedes-Benz car stopped suddenly by the side of the road, and Angelia got out of the car. She took a few deep breaths, bit her lower lip, and brushed away the hair wrapped around her cheeks. The night wind brushed her face, and her hair Silk floated up again.

The camera flashed and she glanced at the rear mirror of the car, from which she saw me running and crying as hard as I could.Xiao, said, Ziyuan Group, Baer Siwu Erlinlin Wine

As the picture zoomed in, Angelia's breath was short and trembling, as if she was trying to endure something, then she took out a cigarette and slid on the lighter.The flame kept trembling, and she finally lit it.

But he didn't see her face again.

Only her slender shoulders curled up and trembled.

When the screen changed, a gentle boy's face poked out from the car, with a worried expression on his face, "Mom..."

After a while, she turned around, and the expression on her face had returned to calm.She got in the car and the car started.

"... so unbearable."

"I wanted to take the initiative to contact her countless times, and I wanted to go back to her, but I didn't do it."

Following Angelia's narration, a series of images flashed.

In the middle of the night, when she received a call, the other party didn't speak, only choked up, and she didn't make a sound.

In the first two years after the breakup, she often received such calls.

She has not changed her cell phone number.

She got the news about Lily after a while. After leaving her, she was really outstanding. She gained a firm foothold in the dance troupe. In the third year, she became the principal and performed everywhere.

She gradually stopped receiving calls in the middle of the night.

Once, the dance troupe performed in this city. She bought tickets, but she didn't dare to choose an obvious location, so she watched the whole show in a place where she could see the actors' movements clearly.

After the performance, she had someone send her flowers.

She left with relief.

"I knew she would be better and more beautiful without me by her side, and it turns out I was right."

It was night on the big screen. Angelia walked towards the car step by step. She opened the car door, paused suddenly, turned her face to one side, lowered her head in deep thought, then sighed slightly, and slightly curled her lower lip.

From just now, my tears couldn't stop, flowing silently one by one.

She acted really well, her micro expressions are too subtle and touching.

"I thought I would never see her again, but I didn't expect..."

The two people in the movie are obviously not who they were when they first met.

Rebecca was sitting on the hospital bed, her hair had lost its previous luster and was braided into a long braid. She was wearing glasses and looked haggard, but she was in good spirits. She heard the voice of the person who pushed the door. , "Mom, look who is here?"

"Well, who?" She raised her head inadvertently and then froze, dropping the book in her hand.

Lily stood in front of her, she had already shed her immaturity, standing there, with bright blond hair, exquisite makeup, outstanding temperament, with the pride of a successful person and the charm that a beautiful woman should have.