[US Entertainment] Hollywood Fame

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Note: Edible guide for this chapter: background music "Shallow" - CarysSelvey

*I was greedy yesterday, I woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to eat oranges, I cut my hand when I was peeling it...it hurts to death, I hurt myself, and I feel sorry for myself.

*Because the ring finger was injured, the code word speed slowed down, I hope everyone understands.

*I feel like I will be beaten after this chapter is published... Everyone, for my injury's sake, don't blame me, pen refill!Christine covered her mouth, her mind seemed to be stuffed with paste, and looked at the woman again, the feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

Is this woman... a "her"?

Johnny was leaning against the wall drunkenly, holding a bottle of brandy in his hand, expressionless: "Christine, you said you need me for something?"

That "Christine" walked up to Johnny, took the brandy in his hand and put it on the table, and helped him to sit by the bed.

Then she stared at Johnny for a long time, with deep sadness and mourning in her eyes, but then some cruelty and hatred emerged. She stretched out her right hand to caress Johnny's side face, with nostalgia in her movements.

"Johnny, let's get a divorce."

Johnny didn't seem to understand what she was saying, and looked at her with some doubts, "WHAT?"

"Christine" finally had tears in her eyes, she leaned close to Johnny and hugged him tightly, put her chin on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and whispered in his ear: "Johnny, we are over Come on, get a divorce."

Johnny immediately grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away. He was half drunk, stared into her eyes and said, "I won't allow it. Do you hear me, Christine?"

"I disagree."

"Christine" stood up, wiped away the tears, and hid the emotions in her eyes. At this time, she should be at her best acting skills.

She looked down at Johnny and sneered, "I don't care if you agree, Johnny, I'm leaving you drunk, forever."

"Didn't you always suspect that Chris and I were having an affair?"

"Then let me tell you, you were right to suspect that I slept with Chris." The most hurtful words escaped her better-shaped lips, "while you were in New York, we were You and I slept on this bed, tore off each other's clothes, and kissed..."

"do not talk!"

Johnny jumped to his feet and gave her a push, pacing the room petulantly, saw the bottle on the table, took a sip, and slammed to the floor.

"do not talk!"

"No, Johnny, you don't know how good Chris is, he kept fucking me until the next morning, and I was so comfortable that I was going to hell!"

She was pushed and staggered to the corner of the table, but there was no trace of pain on her face. Instead, she laughed loudly, her eyes were bent, and her eyes almost burst into tears with her head up.

But Christine, who was hiding in the closet, seemed to be able to see through the bottom of this woman's heart. This "cruel-hearted" woman stabbed her heart with a knife, and let the blood stain her hands. There are many scars, big and small, and new wounds are added before the old wounds heal.

No, Christine, stop talking, don't you hurt?

Christine felt that her heart was about to throb in pain at this moment, and she was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe.

Johnny whirled around the room violently, yelling obscenities angrily, and threw everything he could drop in front of him, leaving the room in a mess.

"Kristen" wasn't enough, she walked slowly to Johnny's side and whispered in his ear, "Johnny, tell me, are you as good as him?"

Johnny lifted his lowered head instantly, and looked over with a pair of blood-red eyes. The anger of being betrayed made him lose his mind. He pushed her on the bed, staring at her fiercely with his red eyes.

Suddenly, Christine felt a strong suction, which attached her to the "Christine" on the bed, before she could react.Johnny's body pressed down tightly.

"Who do you want to know is better? Christine?" His extremely angry hoarse voice sounded low in her ears, which seemed very dangerous.

Christine smelled Johnny's alcohol, and looked up at him in horror.

"I'll let you know who is the best!" He ignored her struggle and tore off her clothes...

Christine woke up instantly.

She sat up suddenly from the bed, her eyes filled with horror and tears in the corners of her eyes.

In the dream, Johnny's smell of alcohol could be faintly smelled, and Christine looked around. It was the red wine she opened that was left undrunk on the bedside table and forgot to pour it out.

She suddenly poured the glass of wine into her mouth, trying to calm down her beating heart, but in the end she was choking and coughing again and again, and it took a long time to recover, and she couldn't fall asleep at this time.

She got off the bed with bare feet, opened the bag, and found a sketchbook and pen from it.

After thinking about it, she took out the notebook from the suitcase and returned to the bed with these.

"I wander around every day, even though I am already in darkness, I still find it difficult to face the storm that is sweeping through the abyss."

"Then run away." She kept writing in her sketchbook.

After pausing for a while, she opened the arrangement software in her notebook and released a melody that she had already prepared.

"You say I don't take you seriously, but if you know, the pain I toss and turn late at night is beyond the limit I can bear." Christine listened to the melody repeatedly, and his hands swished Scribbled lyrics in a sketchbook.

After writing this sentence, she clicked her fingers on the keyboard of the notebook a few times, adding drums to the melody.

"You don't understand how cold the world is, and I'm not insensitive to it, but vulnerable." She wrote in her sketchbook, and the inspiration came out like that spring, unbelievably fluid.

"So let me be hard-hearted so I don't have to sink into the depths where I'm struggling. Because that's the only way I know how to exist in this world and keep breathing."

"If it can make me stop recalling every scar along the way, I would rather be hard-hearted."

She stopped writing.

After thinking for a while, I wrote the title of the song, "Shallow" at the top of the page.

……

Toronto, Canada.

As the largest city in Canada and one of the most livable cities in the world, Toronto is in winter at this time. The TORONTO sign directly in front of the city hall is covered with a thick layer of snow. The pool in front of the sign has frozen and has It is regarded as an ice skating rink by the citizens of Toronto, and many tourists gather here to stay.

Just next to the TORONTO sign, among the surrounding modern high-rise buildings, stands a group of classical buildings, here is the old city hall.On the opposite side of the street from the Old City Hall, Christine, who was wearing a large black down jacket and wrapped herself airtight, took out her DSLR and took photos of nearby buildings and crowds.

Her right hand had already taken off the glove for the convenience of holding the SLR camera, and her red fingers didn't seem to affect her good mood.

Christmas is approaching, and there are no relatives around Christine who can choose to spend a special holiday together, so she chose to set foot on Canadian land alone to travel and relax.

Similar to the United States, Canada is a country composed of many nationalities, so their Christmas celebrations are also different.Most of the immigrants still spend the holidays according to their original customs, but the Christmas customs are actually the same. Christmas trees, Christmas stockings, Santa Claus, etc. have appeared on the streets of Toronto, adding a festive atmosphere to Toronto.

Walking on the streets of Toronto, Christine can hear Mariah Carrey's "Pension Insurance" "All I Want For Christmas Is You" from time to time. This song can bring Niu millions of dollars in income at this time of year. That's why it's nicknamed "endowment insurance".

Time gradually approached the evening, and the winter sun always sets very early. As if realizing that it was too cold, Christine got into a nearby small shop.

Warm air suddenly rushed towards him.