After hanging up the phone, Lance put the phone on the table, leaned back in the chair, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed in the lazy sun.

Lance didn't know if he had made the right decision, and the thumb of his left hand, which rubbed lightly on the tip of his index finger, revealed his inner anxiety and restlessness. He originally thought that he had made up his mind that he could abandon everything for the sake of revenge, and even in the face of Jason Berkeley's accusations, he had a clear conscience and would never waver; But now, he reversed his decision and made a decision that his sanity opposed, and his brain's warning system was constantly chirping, trying to stop him from following the impulse of his emotions to go back to this point of no return.

However, he still took this step firmly and took another step towards his dream.

Unlike the apprehension and turmoil in his heart, his brain gradually relaxed, every pore on his body was breathing happily, and the simple and pure joy and happiness filled his entire chest, and he had almost forgotten what it was like, even when he picked up the guide tube for the first time, stood behind the camera, and filmed the "City of God" with his own hands, he did not feel such a turbulent emotion. The love that erupted in that moment swallowed him up in the blink of an eye, without even giving him time to react, and then took this step impulsively.

His intellect was moaning/moaning in pain, but his emotions were dancing with joy. That kind of contradictory torment made the corners of his mouth can't help but lightly outline a curvature, he still can't cultivate home after all, isn't it?

Sweet to the extreme, to the point of being a little bitter...... This feeling has really been lost for a long time, too long, so long that he is a little overwhelmed, so long that he is a little carried away, so long that he is a little unable to extricate himself. Painful, but happy. In the deepest part of his soul, Lance knew that even if it was one mistake, one mistake after another. But he doesn't regret it.

The dry smell of sunlight lingered in the air, as if in that moment, he was back in his distant memory—on Manhattan's Broadway Avenue, tirelessly searching for an audition. He has not yet discovered the cruel and bloody truth, but he is fully immersed in the performance, cherishing the second chance God has given him, even if it is just one audition that can brighten up the whole day; In the office of Century City, I worked hard day and night. Eating cold pizza, drinking bitter coffee, and an ashtray full of cigarette butts, he and Jason, as well as Ryan and Tucker, laughed at each other's wolf bèi with red eyes in their eyes, and then continued to work on the preparations for the new movie......

"Lancelot." A call interrupted Lance's thoughts, causing him to slowly raise his eyes, and then he saw Jessica Alba bathed in the sun.

The white dress made Jessica look youthful, but the thick makeup couldn't hide her haggardness, and the obvious dark circles and dry lips silently complained about the poor sleep quality of lately. But. Jessica still had a smile on her face, covering up her wolf bèi, but it didn't have much effect, but instead revealed a sad depression, which I felt sorry for.

Lance sat down in his chair and raised his eyes, looking serene, as if he was not surprised by Jessica's unexpected arrival at all, but the muscles hidden under his clothes quietly tightened again. The thoughts in my mind fell faintly between my eyebrows like catkins flying in the sky, the blue eyes with the moonlight were cold and distant, and the gentlemanly and polite smile at the corners of my mouth was perfect.

Jessica stepped forward, a little urgent. But then his footsteps stopped again, a little hesitant, and finally looked at Lance with a reluctant smile, "I wonder if there is already an appointment for this position?" Jessica tries to show that she is generous and mature, but the restless hand movements reveal her true feelings.

"You're here for afternoon tea? Or did you make a date with a friend? Lance didn't answer Jessica's words directly, but asked rhetorically.

Jessica was a little overwhelmed by Lance's question. Involuntarily led by the nose, "Afternoon tea, I'm here for afternoon tea......" Jessica realized the chaos of her voice, pulled out a smile to soothe her feelings, and then adjusted her breathing, "I just came out of the union, and then thought, why don't you enjoy a cup of black tea, so, I'm here." Jessica shrugged her shoulders with a pretended ease and said half-jokingly.

Lance lowered his eyes and chuckled twice, "This café is in a great location. ”

Jessica could clearly see that the light and thick eyelashes slowly drooped, covering the shallow smile in those eyes, but the intoxicating blue inadvertently leaked a halo in the haze, which was thrilling. Jessica only felt that her breathing stopped in an instant, and she even forgot that Lance still hadn't invited her to sit down, so she also ignored the politeness and detachment in Lance's words - or, she realized, just refused to face it.

"So, you're working?" Jessica took another step forward, looked at the script on Lance's lap with curious eyes, and said in a brisk tone with all her might, "Recently, you haven't participated in the publicity of the crew, and I heard Albert say that you have been busy with a new script. ”

"It seems that Albert has been working very quietly lately." Lance said with a light smile.

At this time, Albert Allen, who was far away on the other side of the city, sneezed three times in a row, and his body couldn't help but shiver a few times, and he couldn't help but look left and right to see why he had an ominous premonition.

Hayden Hunter asked, for some reason, "What's wrong?" Got a cold? ”

Without waiting for Albert to speak, Percy Brandley, who was standing on the other side to sort out the information of the company's crew, did not raise his head, and directly mocked, "It should be that I watched the video too late last night and was weak." A joke made Hayden laugh, Albert rolled his eyes, and wanted to get up to refute, but Percy directly threw a stack of materials over, "There are so many crew members, it's almost the same, right?" Distracting Albert's attention, he held his breath in his chest, but he couldn't vent, he was really depressed.

Jessica was taken away from the topic again by Lance's words, and was a little overwhelmed for a while.

Standing in place, Jessica felt like she was incomparably wolf, she didn't know what she wanted, when she left the Screen Actors Guild, she saw Lance across the street at a glance, and then as if she was fascinated, she walked over unconsciously, and by the time she reacted, she was already standing in front of Lance.

It was the first time she had seen him since the premiere of "The Day After Tomorrow", and he didn't make a single phone call, didn't communicate with him, and even the publicity period completely disappeared, as if all the Yiqiē was just a dream of hers, illusory and cold, cruel and numb.

She should hate him, shouldn't she? She should have distanced herself from him, shouldn't she? She should have forgotten about him, shouldn't she?

But seeing him appear so quietly and peacefully before her, she could not restrain the surging in her heart—a surging that even made her feel frightened. She began to worry about her makeup, she began to worry about her clothes, she began to worry about her demeanor...... All her reason was burned away, and she just wanted to get closer, closer, and that earnestness, which made her take another step.

"Lancelot...... "Jessica opened her mouth to shout," the familiar syllables leaping gently on the tip of her tongue, like a demon's whisper, but it was intoxicating, but he didn't look up, only raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that he could hear it. Jessica cleared her throat, "Tonight, are you free tonight?" Maybe we can have dinner together. ”

She finally sent out the invitation, her whole scalp tensed, but the anticipation in her heart crept up uncontrollably.

Lance looked up at Jessica, a slight surprise glint in his eyes. Jessica smiled, but she thought it was even worse than crying, exposing her worst side to him, and then she heard Lance's cold voice, like a rippling moonlight, "No, I don't think we should have dinner together, to be exact, even lunch should be avoided. ”

The cruel and cold words pierced Jessica's heart, dripping with blood, and she barely managed to keep her smile on her face, asking in that ethereal voice, "Why...... Why? With that, she laughed dryly twice, trying to hide the fragility hidden behind the words, as if it were just a joke between friends.

Lance didn't answer, looked at Jessica quietly, that calm gaze made Jessica start to feel uneasy little by little, cramped in place, she tried to insist, insisted on meeting Lance's gaze, but she couldn't hold on for too long, for a while, just for a moment, she avoided her gaze, and then a wave of despair began to swarm. Even though Lance didn't say anything, the cold and unforgiving look in his eyes said something, despair came up from the soles of her feet like a flood, and her breathing began to become more and more rapid and magnificent, and finally swallowed her completely, and the slow rhythm easily broke all her defenses.

"Why ......" Jessica said again, this time, without the cover of ridicule, without pretending to be strong, and without whitewashing the peace, naked/naked/naked showed the inner vulnerability in front of Lance, defenseless and bloody. A gust of wind struck, and the white dress hunted in the wind, and Jessica's thin figure seemed to be almost unstable, and could be reduced to pieces and disappear in the wind at any moment.

The world faded in Jessica's despair, as if all the colors had disappeared into the white hem of her dress. (To be continued.) )

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