"Are you sure?"

There were no superfluous words, Lan Li was just a rhetorical question, which couldn't be simpler, and Rooney's words were stuck in his throat, trying to refute, but he found that his rebuttal was not tenable at all, seriously recalled what he had just said, and then realized the contradictions and mistakes in it, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Those routines, those strategies, must be different from person to person. For some, it's flamboyant, for some, it's wind/flow/suave/fu, and for others, it's cynicism. Obviously, it is not suitable for Lan Li.

Make up for it, Lan Li, who has always been a gentleman and has good manners, has a sudden change in style, a mouth full of sweet words, exuding hormones, and a mouth flower, and physical contact, that scene is really ...... Rooney herself couldn't help but shiver, goosebumps crawled all over her arms, it was so greasy, too greasy!

Raising her eyes, Rooney easily caught Lan Li's gaze, the banter and ridicule surging in the depths of her eyes, with a hint of playfulness in the starry sky. Rooney's cheeks burned slightly, but this time she didn't dodge, and greeted Lan Li's gaze generously, "A real gentleman should know how to accept it when he sees it." ”

Then, Rooney saw that the corners of Lan Li's mouth and eyes were overflowing with a bright smile, and the whole world brightened up in an instant, and shook her head gently, gently, gently, with a touch of joy and excitement flashing between her eyebrows, and her elegant temperament was contaminated with a little youthful vitality and became thrilling.

However, Lan Li did not answer, but nodded politely, apologized, or rather, agreed. Then, turning his head, he looked at the starry sky again, and the words of the two people were interrupted without beginning or end, without the slightest embarrassment and jerkiness.

Rooney was slightly stunned, then turned her head and looked at the sky again, and the wind sent Lan Li's voice with a shallow smile, "I'm not a gentleman." At least, I hope I don't. ”

Subconsciously, Rooney chuckled, reflexively wanting to refute: Lan Li's elegant temperament is undoubtedly the most unique landscape, but when he turned his head, he saw Lan Li's side face, the smile was still there, but the shadow under the eyelids outlined a touch of sadness and bitterness, just a flash, the fragility seemed to have never existed, and then, Rooney's words stayed on the tip of his tongue.

Re-savor Lan Li's words.

Suddenly, Rooney remembered the speculation about Lan Li's family background, those well-intentioned, malicious, gossip-based speculations had never been confirmed, and everyone was curious: what was the origin of this elegant, calm, and erudite man, and he was only twenty-two years old, but he had a temperament that belonged to the precipitation and polishing of the years, and the gentleman's demeanor was impeccable.

Rooney Mara, herself is a socialite from a famous family. The pressure from the family, the shackles from the surname, and the shackles from the class are everywhere, otherwise, she would not have fled to Los Angeles in the first place, and after so many years of polishing, she was willing to return to New York.

Now, Rooney smelled a similar aura on Lan Li's body.

So, Rooney withdrew her gaze and the corners of her mouth went up, "You are, but you are not." ”

He was a gentleman, a true gentleman, but he was not a puppet carrying the weight of his family, and he had carved out of the world with his own hands and feet. So, he is, and he is not.

Lan Li did not answer. Rooney didn't continue to speak. Silence spreads slowly between two people, quietly listening to the noise in the quiet, quietly admiring the sparkle above the night sky. Sometimes, tranquility can be beautiful.

The melodious melody gently echoed and fluttered in my mind, like a quiet echo in an empty valley, and the shallow and faint vibration left a resonance in the depths of the soul, revealing a trace of coldness, with a wisp of warmth, sadness and bitterness.

It's the melody that slips through my thoughts on the red carpet, still the same two beats, like a choir's chant, like a bard's song, over and over again.

"If they say, who cares if another light goes out, under the billions of stars in the sky, it is flickering, flickering and flickering......"

Lan Li hummed softly, softly, like a willow breeze, lingering through her nose and fingertips, outlining a faint sadness, like ripples. The almost whispering voice, resounding deep in the throat, seemed to give a glimpse of the butterfly's flapping wings.

How many people have put down their steps and quietly admired the sky above their heads, and how many people have stopped the busyness of life and noticed the star that crossed the sky among the stars. Under the billions of stars, the extinguishing of a ray of light, does anyone care? In thousands of lives, a wisp of soul is silent, does anyone care? In a hurried life, does anyone still care about the death of a dream?

"Yes, I care. A cold voice came from his ear, breaking Lan Li's thoughts, and he turned his head suddenly, only then did he remember that he was not alone.

Rooney still had her head up, bathed in the vast starlight, and her fair and tender face shone with a resolute glow. She turned her head, calmly met Lan Li's gaze, and said softly, "You know, without any starlight, this night sky is not the night sky it once was, it is indispensable. So, yes, I care. ”

The two eyes touched lightly in the night, and then gently flashed away with tacit understanding, the smile on the corner of his mouth rose at the same time, and he turned his head to the quietly flashing "hollyood" sign in the distance.

Rooney chuckled, laughter gurgling in her ears, "Tonight, are we still following the two-day rule?"

"Of course, of course. Lan Li shrugged his shoulders and expressed affirmation, "We've communicated before, I'm a serious 'time nerd'. ”

"And I seriously hate time nerds. Rooney also nodded in agreement, "It seems that we still have a consensus." I like it this way, it's always easy to communicate with smart people. ”

"So, it's still not a date, you came out specifically, not because you're stalking me?"

"It's not. So, you're standing here, and you're not going to wait for me on purpose?"

"No, no, no. Coincidental, pure coincidence. ”

"Coincidence, yes, I also think it's a coincidence. Rooney clenched his fist and agreed in the affirmative, then remembered, "That's right, congratulations." ”

"Thank you. There was no politeness, Lan Li accepted the congratulations calmly.

Rooney looked left and right, "I didn't see your trophy. You know, for most people, after winning their little golden man, they can't put it down and refuse to let go. Rooney pursed the corners of her lips, "Even Meryl Streep is no exception. ”

"At the broker's. Lan Li didn't make a fuss, and said calmly, "It's too heavy and too troublesome." After a moment's pause, he added, "I just need a little fresh air to enjoy the night." If you carry a golden figure with you, it sounds too ...... Pretended/forced. ”

Lan Li's words made Rooney chuckle, but Lan Li shrugged, "It's like an Italian or French movie." Hold on tightly to the highest honor of your life, and then jump from here, and your life ends at the peak. I'm not interested in such a philosophical ending. ”

The mocking and playful tone really made people laugh. Finally, the laughter gradually calmed down, looking at Lan Li in the night, the whole person seemed to dissolve into the rich ink, how does it feel?" Rooney asked curiously, "I mean, the moment you stand on the stage. ”

"Hmm......" Lan Li pondered for a moment and thought about it seriously, "I can't be exempt from vulgarity after all?" A self-teasing rhetorical question successfully made Rooney sneer and chuckle, and the corners of Lan Li's mouth also rose, "I'm serious." If I really didn't care, I wouldn't have left London, and I wouldn't be in the limelight of Hollywood. So, deep down, I still cared, I still tried to prove that I existed, I still tried to win my proof. ”

In Vanity Fair, who is really high? Just like the aristocratic upper class, who is really out of the way?

"Who of us isn't?" Rooney seemed to understand this, and the laughter calmed down, but the smile still stayed at the corner of his mouth and fell under his eyes, "But, you are an actor, not a star." ”

Actors and stars, after all, are still different. Inner persistence, inner pursuit, inner belief, this is the existence that truly defines oneself.

Lan Li is noncommittal. In the past, the path of chasing dreams was very simple, just burying your head in the sprint, moving forward, and fighting, but gradually, things began to get complicated.

Now, after winning the Oscar, the dream seems to have come true, but has it really come true? Has he really become an excellent actor? Has he really touched a new realm of acting? Has his dream, his real dream, succeeded? In the Hollywood Vanity Fair, how should he move forward next?

Only after you have truly achieved your goal do you know that you are facing a new problem. After tonight, Lan Li was presented with a new world, a world that he had never known or even known even if he was a human in two lives, and now, he had to rely on his faith to continue to move forward.

Lan Li didn't continue to stop at herself, but instead asked, "So, do you still feel like you can't breathe tonight?" Or are you ready to stand on this stage, show your talents, and chase your dreams." ”

In Seattle last year, the conversation between Lan Li and Rooney is still vivid. In the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and the careers of both have undergone earth-shaking changes.

"I don't know. At least I can breathe tonight, but it's still a bit difficult, so I need a little fresh air. I'm not sure if it's because I've proven myself or because I've won the nomination, ha. It seems that I, like you, am still not exempt from vulgarity after all. However, I guess this is Vanity Fair, where everyone needs to face their own opportunities and challenges. The next step was to figure out the new ideas in my head. ”

"To live or to die (to-be, or-not-to-be), that's the question. ”