[US Entertainment] Hollywood Fame

Los Angeles International Airport.

Kristen wore skinny jeans, black flat boots wrapped her calves, and a woolen coat that was tied up at the waist, outlining her beautiful waistline. She wore a felt hat on her blond hair and wore sunglasses. She took a photo with the fans around her with a smile on her face, and Judy next to her followed closely on her right, communicating with the driver about the boarding location.

Two hours later, Christine finally got into the car.

She took off her hat, took off her coat and threw it behind, revealing her messy hair and rosy cheeks, some strands of hair stuck to her forehead and neck, she raised her hands and fanned her face .

Los Angeles is way too hot compared to London, and she's been wearing London clothes for so long posing for fans, sweat is beading on her forehead and back.

After rubbing her cheeks, Christine put down her smile and leaned on the seat tiredly, "Give me my phone."

Judy took out the mobile phone from her bag and handed it to her, and at the same time asked the driver to drive, trying to shake off the paparazzi who followed.

Christine found the familiar phone number from her cell phone and dialed it.

It was quickly picked up over there.

"Where are you now? Let's meet," Christine said.

What was said there, Christine replied, "Okay, I'll be there later." Then he hung up the phone, looked up at the driver and said, "Go to Malibu."

She turned to Judy and said, "I have some personal matters to deal with. You can rest today. I'll call you a car."

Judy didn't think much about it. Christine was her employer, so she nodded and obeyed the arrangement. After the car Christine called arrived, she got out of the car.

"Walk around and shake off those annoying flies behind you."

Christine's driver was an experienced driver, and he had his own way of dealing with paparazzi. He nodded and began to detour, and then drove in the direction of Malibu after shaking off the following car.

The car drove into a villa near the sea in Malibu. Christine got out of the car and asked the driver to drive back first. She would call him to pick her up.

She walked to the door, hesitated for a while, and then rang the doorbell.

As soon as it was pressed, the door opened from the inside, revealing Johnny's face behind it.

"There you are," he said.

"Here I am," she replied.

Johnny stepped back, and Christine walked in. The layout of the living room caught the eye. The arrangement of the sofa, the positions of the tables and chairs, and the arrangement of the furniture were still exactly the same as before.

"Why didn't you redecorate?" She asked softly, and sat down on the sofa.

Johnny searched in the cabinet full of all kinds of wine bottles, and still poured a glass of water and handed it to Christine, "I'm too lazy to move, it's going to be sold anyway."

sold?

She looked up at Johnny, and took the wine glass in her hand, with some surprise in her eyes.

Johnny poured himself a glass of wine, and sat across from Christine. He was much thinner and looked a little thin. He leaned back, and the expression on his face made her unable to see clearly, "Didn't I tell you, I Going bankrupt?"

Christine's mouth was slightly astringent, and she didn't know what to say for a while, and she heard her own voice after a long time: "Sorry, I didn't expect..."

Johnny raised his hand and waved, "Don't worry, you deserve those."

He looked at Christine, it was rare for him not to drink after receiving her call today, and he took a shower to wash off the smell of alcohol on his body, but when he saw Christine's face, he suddenly realized his The behavior is a little ridiculous.

Christine is getting more and more beautiful, she is blooming her own beauty when she is young, but what about him?

My career stagnated, I was soaked in alcohol all day long, I couldn't sleep night after night, and I was getting old quickly.

What else is he thinking?

Johnny suddenly became a little irritable, "What did you say you wanted to talk to me about?"

Christine was suddenly unable to speak at this moment.

Was she being cruel to Johnny?

She originally wanted to come over to talk to Johnny about the Grammy invitation. She couldn't refuse the Grammy invitation, but she didn't want to have any drama with Johnny on an occasion like the Grammy.

However, looking at Johnny's haggard face, she realized that the original body might have misunderstood Johnny.

Perhaps, Johnny really loved the original body.

She sighed, "Johnny, did you get an invitation to the Grammys?"

Johnny thought for a while, and recalled from his mind what the assistant had mentioned to him, then nodded, "Yes, what's the matter?"

"I've been invited too." Christine said, looking at Johnny.

Johnny got it. "Our stage time is close?"

Christine nodded.

"Are you here today because you want me to reject the Grammys?" Johnny chuckled softly, "I'm sorry, Christine, this is something that the band decided together, and I can't be their master alone. "

Christine shook her head, "Johnny, that's not what I meant."

Johnny caught her eyes sharply, "Isn't that what you mean?"

"That's not what you mean? Look at my jokes?"

Christine frowned, "I'm not that kind of person, Johnny, you know."

Johnny sneered, "I thought I knew it before, but I don't know it now, Christine, everyone says your acting skills are bad, but I think your acting skills are really good!"

At this moment, Christine felt that she seemed to be in vain, she didn't say a word, she stood up, "It seems that I have nothing to say to you, Johnny, take care of yourself."

"Wait." Seeing that she was about to leave, Johnny quickly held her back, "I'm sorry, I said something wrong, and I apologize."

Christine stopped and looked at Johnny: "Johnny, it's like this every time, aren't you tired?"

"Tired?" Johnny took her to the second floor and opened a bedroom, where they used to live: "Do you remember?"

remember what?

Christine was a little confused, and suddenly a memory flashed in her mind. Right here, in this bedroom, Johnny rarely got up early in the morning. After watching her wake up, he kissed her forehead and said to her: " Christine, let's get married."

Although he didn't hold the big diamond ring when he formally proposed at that time, she still shed tears of emotion at that time, hugged his waist, buried her head in his chest, nodded her head and said hello incoherently.

And it's only been two years.

"Kristen, didn't you say you love me?" Johnny stood behind her and whispered in her ear, "But look, do you still remember who you were two years ago?"

"You've become unrecognizable to me, Christine," he said, sinking his head into the hollow of her shoulder and taking a deep breath.

Kristen's goosebumps rose and she tried to move away, but Johnny's hands were tightly wrapped around her waist, preventing her from moving.

"After the divorce, I lived in such pain, but how could you not care about it?" His deep voice sounded in her ears, and Christine felt that her whole body was about to stiffen.

"I didn't care..." Christine wanted to explain.

"No?" He smiled lowly and kissed her hair, "If you care, if you still love me, you won't use my name to make hype, Christine."

There was a chill in Christine's heart.

"Christine, tell me, when will you be able to sing and compose?" Johnny turned her around and looked her in the eyes, "Why didn't I know?"

"You're not Christine." He stared into her eyes, not letting go.

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