Her birthday, 20 years old, after today, the girlhood has completely passed, it happens to be the weekend, walking around the street alone, feeling like a stray cat.

In the morning, I wandered along Broadway, passing by a small theater and looking at the advertisement at the door, a non-professional theater company rehearsed by students from a theater school in New York.

So I went in to watch a show, and the performance was good, and I secretly touched a few tears. When I came out, it was already noon, I bought a piece of chocolate cream cheese, sat alone on a bench in Central Park, and ate it in small bites.

Since the successful weight loss, she has basically insulated herself from these high-calorie foods in order to maintain her figure. But it's my birthday today, indulge it, hum!

After carefully eating lunch, I threw the box into the trash can next to it, and carefully checked the baby windbreaker to ensure that it was not stained with food residues, and then I was relieved. He took out a tissue, wiped his hands, picked up his bag, and began to wander further.

Passing by Hell's Kitchen, turning into the Flatiron area, I glanced at the Empire State Building in the distance, began to turn back, and before I knew it, I was on Fifth Avenue. With her chin tilted, she walked around a few luxury stores, picking and choosing, and in the end, although she didn't buy anything, she noticed her Chanel trench coat, and the clerks were still very warm to her and welcomed her back next time.

Why don't you come, it's so expensive!

The Chanel trench coat was given to her last time, white, and a beautiful street photo, and she later learned that the trench coat was expensive, and the price was worth her salary for several episodes. If the price had been known beforehand, she would not have taken it.

After walking around, under the persuasion of a very eloquent female clerk, he still couldn't help but spend more than $2,000 to buy a bottle of Dior perfume, as if he liked the smell.

Hey, I can't help but think of that in the end...... Bastard.

After all, it's her 20th birthday, her parents, a few good friends, have called over, and mailed birthday gifts, Matthew Perry that guy even gave her an expensive diamond bracelet, and solemnly stated on the phone that he didn't think anything wrong about her, just purely wished her a happy birthday, and at the same time, she was personally affectionate, and decisively accepted it, this guy who took shit luck.

Only he hadn't called for four and a half days.

In the past, on her birthday, even if she was not accompanied by her parents, she would call a few friends to have a dinner or something, and search for a circle of gifts lively.

It's a pity that now, she hasn't made a new friend in the crew. is a women's workplace romance comedy, with a total of four heroines, according to the number of scenes, she is the second female lead.

When she first joined the group, the other three heroines were very enthusiastic about her, they went shopping together, watched dramas, ate dinners, got along for a few days, and then began to inadvertently test whether they could introduce their boyfriends to them. Finally understood the cause of the matter, how could she, an outsider, be so popular in the first place?

At that time, she had broken up with Eric unilaterally, and the guy didn't fly to New York to save herself, so she 'told the truth', and then there was no more.

Several girls in the crew are thinking of becoming famous with this new series that NBC values, stealing the show, intrigue, bribing the screenwriter, and sleeping with the producer, anyway, some of the crew's filth that she has heard of have happened.

Among several girls, she is considered the most beautiful, even surpassing the first heroine. Therefore, it is inevitable to be harassed, and one episode director even blatantly hinted that she could add some drama to her, as long as she had dinner with him in the evening. She decisively refused.

Until one day, the new handsome actor Brad Pitt was kicked out of the crew, and many things spread quickly in this circle. After that, no one dared to harass her, and even the producer of the TV series was very polite to her, praising her for finding a good boyfriend.

And she was even more isolated in the crew, and several other actresses privately scolded her for being a scheming, saying that they broke up, it turned out that they were deliberately hiding and covering up, and she didn't bother to defend herself, a group of little smashed, jealous, and bit me.

I don't know if I didn't touch the audience's appetite, anyway, the ratings that were pinned on high hopes were very low, with an average of less than 6 million viewers per episode, and it was going to be cut after the season. The fame she gained from it wasn't as big as being that guy's girlfriend.

There will always be scattered news about her in the tabloids, always called Eric Williams's current girlfriend, ex-girlfriend, gossip girlfriend and the like, in the mouths of those people, she will be dumped once every three days, and then she will not dare to read these newspapers again, anyway, they will never call her heroine as soon as they open their mouths, good heart, hateful guy.

Before I knew it, I still didn't want to go back, and I was used to making breakfast alone, watching TV alone, doing laundry alone, walking on the street alone, and sleeping alone......

On my 20th birthday, a special day, I suddenly found that a person is not lonely, but a person who thinks about it is lonely.

Across the street, at the entrance of the movie theater, there was a regular queue, curiously walked over, the poster hung high in the doorway, the two leading actors stood back to back with a smile, the tall girl looked so sexy, really hateful. It's not a chance to get to bed with that bastard, what's the big deal.

Click――

Click――

The familiar sound of the shutter came to mind, and when he turned his head to look, a paparazzi turned around as if nothing had happened. Obviously, her expression of pouting and frowning at the poster just now was photographed, do you want to leave immediately?

So how will the other party write it?

Damn, unconsciously, she still stood in the line to buy tickets, and she was just cheering you up, bastard, look how much I think about you.

A few minutes later, I walked into the screening room with a movie ticket in my hand.

For two hours, she couldn't help but bring herself into the position of the heroine, secretly thinking about what the effect would be if she played it herself.

The plot continues, oops, there is a dew point shot, and in the dark, she subconsciously covers her bulging chest.

If you play it yourself, with that guy's vicious personality, I will definitely delete this paragraph. Well, all right. He didn't seem to care much about the woman named Julia Roberts.

Thinking of this, she seems to steal a scene, or win a game of chess, or win the first place in the chicken wing eating competition as a child, anyway, these are the feelings.

Then she saw that the heroine got her own fairy tale, and what about her fairy tale?

With an empty heart, I walked out of the cinema in a lost place.

It was past nine o'clock, and he couldn't go shopping anymore, and he reminded himself more than once not to wander around alone at night, she had always been very obedient.

After a day of walking, I didn't feel anything, and after sitting in the cinema for two hours, my calves began to ache, and I didn't want to move any more, so I beckoned for a taxi.

After climbing the stairs with difficulty, I finally reached the door of my apartment.

There was a bright light coming out of the cat's eyes, and inexplicable anticipation welled up in my heart.

Trembling, he took out the key and opened the door, and finally saw the busy figure in the living room.

All the strength was drained in an instant, who said that women are born to go shopping? It's just nonsense, so tired.

Leaning diagonally against the wall of the entryway, he stared at the figure infatuatedly.

The busy man looked up, saw her, and smiled.

"Well, Jenny, I'm so sorry, I only arrived in the afternoon, and I stayed up until two o'clock in the morning last night to wait for the box office. I didn't get a ticket, I borrowed Mr. Diller's private jet, and it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived, and you weren't at home, so I had to set it up myself. I'm not familiar with New York, and I almost got lost when I was shopping, so I probably wasn't too prepared."

She listened to his chatter, and her heart warmed.

The man said to himself, struck a match, lit the candles on the cake one by one, and then said, "Happy birthday!"

Throwing off the satchel, she was still leaning against the wall, raising her hands very unfiguratively, making a gesture of hugging him, with grievances in her voice: "Eric, my leg hurts......"