The two of them didn't speak for a long time, and the strange silence made the atmosphere between the two of them extremely awkward, but Theolod seemed to be unaware. Compared with Theorod, who is so relaxed that he can't fathom him, Nattel's face with his head down can't see joy and anger, but in general it is not good-looking.

His cigarette was halfway burned on its own, and the gray ash had not yet detached from the cigarette. Maybe he couldn't stand the awkward and strange atmosphere between the two, or maybe he was worried that Theorod already knew that he was in prison, and the nervousness and panic made Natl type the draft over and over again in a blank brain, and finally couldn't help but hurriedly speak: "Listen, Theo......"

"Are you hungry, Nattel?"

As soon as Natel spoke, Theolod interrupted him abruptly, as if he was not used to hearing his deep tone.

"What?" Nattel didn't react for a moment.

"I asked you if you were hungry? One of the things that is wrong with working in a restaurant is that you always have to stagger your meal time from a normal person's meal, I know, because for a long time my meals were also chaotic. I suppose you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Theolod stood up and smiled at Nattel, like a friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

His smile made Nattle even feel a hint of extravagant hope - perhaps...... He hadn't heard the damn restaurant manager fart at all.

“…… It's your business" Nattel opened his mouth, and finally reasoned with him that he should continue to be cold and disgusted with Theolod himself, and the farther away from him, the better.

"It's none of my business, it's my stomach's business, I haven't eaten yet. Theorod, on the other hand, seemed to have no sense of Nattel's cold attitude towards him, and he shrugged his shoulders, his tone unchanged, "After all, in the restaurant just now, someone ruined my appetite, but it was a pity that the plate of pasta." ”

Natel stiffened slightly, a look of anger or irritation appeared on his face, and at last he stood up, threw his cigarette on the ground, and turned his head and strode towards the entrance of the alley as if he didn't want to see Theolod again.

But before he could take a few steps, a figure rushed to his side. At a foot of 1.9 meters, he took a big stride, of course, making the 1.85 meter Theorod a little difficult to follow, but on the surface, Theorod's appearance did not have anything to do with the word "difficult" at all.

"Are you going this way because there's something you want to eat on this street? But it's true, there are a few small shops on this street, like that pie shop, and a cake shop on the other side of the road......" said Theolod with a recommending tone, and although his steps were quick, his breathing was not at all chaotic, but very steady.

But Theorod's actions made Natel very irritated and uneasy for no reason, almost uncontrollable, Natel slammed the brakes, pulled Siorod's arm hard, and roared almost angrily: "Theorod Lechter, don't you understand?!"

His voice was loud enough to attract the attention of passers-by.

The smile on Theorod's face faded at that time.

"Nathaniel Pope, don't you understand?" he lowered. When his blue-green eyes were no longer filled with gentle warmth, they became very powerful and terrifying, and in that moment, the invisible aura made the anger that had just ignited by Nattle obediently weakened.

If someone else dared to talk to Natel like this, maybe he would be beaten to the ground and unable to get up in the next second. But at this moment, Natel didn't understand why Theorod would be obedient when he glared at him, but Natel, who was bent on letting him leave him quickly, didn't think so much, so he still said in that hurtful tone: "Yes, we don't understand, I'm a dirty scoundrel with no future, you are a Hollywood star of tomorrow, how can we ......"

"Idiot, this is Los Angeles!" Theolod dismisses Natle's weird hurtful words as if he were looking at a child who has made a mistake.

At this moment, Natel finally realized what the first foul language that Theorod had given him in the past few years represented, because before he could say anything, there was a sudden commotion among the passers-by around him-

"I think I heard him call him Theolod Lechte......"

"Is that Theolod Lecht?"

"Looks like Theo in height and size, even though he wears a hat......"

"Theo also has a pair of black Converses! I've seen it on the street!"

"But isn't Theo supposed to be in London?"

Before the passers-by could react, Theolod directly grabbed Nattel's wrist with a very strong backhand, trying to keep his pace on the ordinary walking distance, and naturally tried to escape from this place. But his strategy of pretending to be a passerby was not successful, because there were already sharp-eyed people who recognized him-

"Ahh!!!!h

The woman's sudden scream nearly cracked Nattel's eardrums, startling him instinctively. And Theorod, who had been holding his hand and walking in front strongly, seemed to notice that Natl was shocked, he suddenly turned his head and smiled lightly at Natle: "Are you ready?"

"What are you going to prepare?" Natel hadn't recovered from Theorod's mischievous smile, and the next second, Theorrod, who was dragging him for fear that he would accidentally fall into the pit, suddenly accelerated, and rushed forward so fast that he almost stumbled under Natel's feet, almost hitting the ground.

Seeing that the main owner started to run, the other fans who were still hesitating at first whether it was Theorod or not were real people immediately reacted and followed without thinking about it.

Natel glanced at the three or four fans chasing behind him, struggled with his hands, and rushed to Theorod's side with a long step forward.

"Why didn't you say it sooner if you were going to run?!"

"Didn't I just ask you, are you ready?"

"Hell, why the am I following you?"

"Because you just spoke clearly and loudly in English on the street. If you don't run, they'll catch you and ask for information about me. ”

“fu*ckyou！”

“you’.”

Day dog, who told you thank you!

Natel didn't bother to talk to Theorod more, he directly sped up in a sullen voice, but unfortunately he had just overtaken Theorod when he grabbed the back collar and made a sharp turn, almost strangling him out of breath.

"This way, go in!"

"Wait, this ......"

The fans who had been chasing after the two had just chased them around the corner, but the two who had been firmly watched by them suddenly disappeared out of thin air in the next second. They walked slowly down the pavement in confusion, but they never saw Theorod's shadow. Maybe he was picked up by his driver, who was hiding somewhere, some thought.

", it smells so bad, are you sick? Choose to hide in this place...... Hmmm......"

"Shhhhh

But Natl couldn't see his movements at all, because the light in the dumpster was too dim.

Yes, they are in the dumpster, even if Natle knows nothing about Hollywood, but he can also know that even if the average star is chased by fans on the street, it is impossible for him to choose to hide in the dustbin in the alley in a hurry.

Again...... Although this dumpster is big, it is okay to hide one person, but hiding two people will make it a little crowded, let alone two big men. Although it was dark now, and the tip of Nattel's nose was stinking, he could feel Theorod right in front of him, almost sitting on his lap, his breath blowing on his face, his lips pressed against his palm.

It wasn't without them that they had been hiding in a dumpster together in North Las Vegas before, but none of the previous times had this one, which made Natle feel so overwhelmed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and he even felt like his heart was about to jump to his throat.

It must have been because I ran a few hundred meters just now!

After a while, Theolod let go of Nattel, he didn't notice that Natle had become unusually quiet and honest just now, he just carefully lifted the lid of the garbage can, lifted a slit, looked outside, and made sure it was safe, before he suddenly lifted the lid, stood up and took a deep breath, and hurriedly turned out the garbage can.

Nattle also slowly turned it out, not because he was particularly nostalgic for the dumpster, so he moved slowly...... Uh, probably so.

Theolod saw him come out of the garbage can, stared at him for a long time, and suddenly with a strange expression on his face, he raised his hand without saying a word and pointed to the top of his head.

Natel frowned and glanced impatiently at Theolod before reaching out and taking a slice from under his head...... Vegetable leaves. Then Nattel's face was as green as the leaf.

And Theolod finally couldn't help laughing: "Poofhahaha......"

Seeing Theorod smiling so happily, somehow there was a slight smile on Nattel's face, but thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong - hey, you kid, aren't you laughing at him?!

A new Hollywood star, winner of the Golden Globe Award and Oscar nominations, was chased and hid in the garbage can.

"Oh, Nattel, so you've been keeping an eye on me. ”

“……”

"Actually, when I meet fans, more often than not, I stand there and sign autographs for them. ”

“…… So you're running because of me, even hiding in the dumpster. That's right, no celebrity wants to have anything to do with the garbage at the bottom of society. You've succeeded, you're doing well, you have fans, you're making money, you're sought after, and naturally you don't want to get involved in a scandal like mine. ”

Nattel's hurtful words, which didn't care about his old feelings, succeeded in silencing Theolod. He turned his head to look to the side, not daring to look at the expression on Theorod's face at this moment, because he was afraid that if he saw Theorod's expression, he would not have the courage to say any more hurtful words.

As a result, after the silence, all Natel got was Theolod's slightly indulgent sigh: "Okay, Natel, how long are you going to pretend?

Natel looked at him unexpectedly, and he saw that Theorod was not hurt by his words at all, instead, his expression seemed to be ...... Helpless.

"How long?"

He asked suddenly.

And Natel seemed to suddenly understand what he wanted to ask.

“…… Almost a year, from the drug rehabilitation center to the ......"

"That's why you suddenly want to break up with me? Think that saying a few annoying words will make me never look for you again? Please, Nat, do you really think I care about the eyes and opinions of others? I don't even care about shaking out all my past, do I still care what kind of person you are? I know what kind of person you are, you are my friend, and that's enough. I don't know why you went in, but I'm sure you're not that kind of person. ”

“…… Theo, I'm not ......" Seeing Theorod mistakenly thinking that he was entering because of some felony, Nattle suddenly panicked in his heart, he was afraid that he would treat him as someone who couldn't be saved, "Listen, I didn't kill anyone, I ......"

"Stop, I don't want to know how you got in, because you're out now, standing in front of me, and let the past pass. Okay, I'm really a little hungry, let's go, go get something to eat, if you think of yourself any more, I'm going to really beat you up, kid, and don't forget that I'm from that neighborhood too. ”

Theolod patted Natel on the shoulder, and like any loving elder, he easily forgave his grandson for his mistakes.

Natel frowned with a complicated expression, looked at Theorod, suddenly, his body instinctively controlled his reason, he stepped forward and hugged Theorod tightly.

Theolod was taken aback by Nattell's brotherly embrace, and finally, feeling Nattell's body tremble, he smiled knowingly, gently, as if caressing a fragile child, gently patting the other person's strong back.

"Actually, you're not doing well......" Theorod heard Nattel's muffled voice in his ear, which made his soothing movements stiffen slightly.

"I ......"

"I know you're having a bad day, you don't have to say anything about your good. But you're happy because it's your dream and you're enjoying the movie. ”

“……”

"This ...... Very good. ”