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Scarlett put her feet on the ground, and the woolen fleece on the surface of the carpet tied the soles of her feet, making her skin extremely sensitive, as if she could feel the coldness of the moonlight in the air, and a thin layer of goosebumps appeared. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info She walked all the way to the couch, found the underwear and underwear scattered on the coffee table, and put them on neatly.
"Still have a date in a while?" A lazy and magnetic voice came, turned around, and through the moonlight in the room, you could see Lance sitting at the head of the bed, the white sheets were messy and random covering the important parts, and the blue moonlight like water sprinkled on the streamlined muscles, forming a beautiful picture.
Scarlett put her skirt on, a playful smile on the corner of her mouth, "I thought you would say, watch out for the paparazzi." ”
Lance raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm sure you're not that careless." ”
"I thought you weren't that caring." Scarlett's counterattack was intriguing, pausing slightly, her gaze resting on Lance's face, trying to probe the man's true emotions between the light and shadow, but it was only for a moment that Scarlett lowered her eyes and gave up this thought, "No, I don't have a date, if you're curious." Then, Scarlett lifted her chin slightly and continued in a condescending tone, "I just think I should leave, you need a little personal space, obviously you have something on your mind today." The words were meaningful, and the corners of Scarlett's mouth drew a playful smile, and she swirled slightly across Lance's face for a moment, then turned around and rummaged through her blouse on the couch.
The eyebrows frowned in the middle, and there was a hint of irritation in his eyes, but it was fleeting, "Are you complaining about my poor performance today?" Reim's provocative voice made Scarlett chuckle and replied briskly, "If three times in an afternoon it's called a poor performance, then Jared Leto and Benicio del Toro really want to consider calling the doctor to make an appointment." Scarlett's teasing made Lance laugh too, and a slightly hoarse dull laugh rippled in the moonlight.
Scarlett finally found her top, turned around again, and slowly buttoned it up, "I thought you liked your own personal space, and that's why our friendship has always been maintained, isn't it?" The sharp cynicism actually faintly prevailed in front of the always strong Lance, Scarlett pursed her lips, and her tone suddenly slowed down, "Or do you want me to stay, let's hug and share our recent thoughts?" ”
The blade hidden in the words was revealed in an instant, and the atmosphere in the room froze for a moment, but before Lance could react, Scarlett's laughter broke this solemnity and became relaxed again, as if the taunt just now was just a joke, "I haven't eaten since the afternoon, I need to replenish a little energy." ”
After leaving the parking lot, the two of them came to the hotel, and they have not left the room until now, and in the blink of an eye, it is already midnight.
The corners of Lance's mouth tugged slightly, deliberately ignoring the other speculation that came to mind, and instead looked at Scarlett with raised eyebrows, chuckled with interest, and then said out loud, "Sorry, my mistake." You stay, I leave, you can call room service and rest here. As he spoke, Lance sat up straight, thinking Scarlett was complaining, complaining that she had to leave after exhaustion.
Scarlett found her earrings with both hands, but the action she was about to put on stopped because of Lance's words, and her smile slowly retracted, "You really think I'm complaining about this?" ”
Lance sat on the edge of the bed, paused a little to get up, his mind was turbulent, a few guesses flashed quickly, then he stood up, walked to the sofa in a few steps, and began to look for his clothes, "Sorry, Scarlett, I thought there was a tacit understanding between us." Lance's words faded and became detached again.
If Scarlett is not complaining that she has to leave, then it means that Scarlett is also starting to want more, maybe she is not satisfied with the state of not having more than a friend, maybe she is not willing to continue to maintain such a simple *** relationship, maybe she wants to confirm the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend...... Either way, this is a promise that Reims cannot give.
Scarlett could clearly feel that Lance's sense of distance was increasing, and the sense of distance that could not be seen or touched and could not be described in words was slowly opening up with great clarity. Instead of getting angry, Scarlett resumed her earrings, and said with a slight smile in her words, "Lance, has anyone ever told you to your face that you are really a self-righteous bastard?" Although I know you have narcissistic capital, the earth does not revolve around you. ”
Lance could hear the ridicule in Scarlett's words, relaxed and happy, not the kind of sourness and bitterness that complained about, but Lance couldn't tell the real reason for a while, which made him a little confused. Tonight, he seemed to have lost that acuity, unable to hear the deep meaning of the words, unable to discern the change in the situation, and this strangeness made the irritability more and more obvious.
"You're not my boyfriend, I'm not your girlfriend. That's our consensus, isn't it? Scarlett said with a smile, looking up at Lance, Lance had his back to the windowsill, the moonlight was falling, and the facial expression was completely hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to see clearly, Scarlett took two steps, closing the distance between the two people, and slowly sliding down the muscles of Lance's chest with her right index finger, "If I wanted a confirmed relationship, you wouldn't be my choice, just as I wouldn't be your choice." We don't fit into each other. ”
They are both too strong and will only hurt each other; They are all too similar, and they are all too different, and they only exclude each other; They're all too smart and sensible, not the type to moth out a fire for love.
Lance frowned slightly, he knew that Scarlett was hinting at something else, but ...... What is it?
Scarlett couldn't help but smile lightly as she looked at the confusion that flashed in Lance's eyes. Today's Lance is too abnormal, you can clearly feel that he has something on his mind, not absent-minded, but emotionally disturbed, which makes Lance a little impetuous, and his usual calmness and coldness have unconsciously appeared flaws. In normal times, Lance would not have behaved like this, and would not even reveal the slightest bit of confusion, but today is clearly different.
Scarlett thought it was funny, and Lance overturned her fixed beliefs, and for the first time she knew that this man was not omnipotent. Scarlett was a little curious, what was bothering Lance? However, Scarlett does not inquire, curiosity does not only kill cats, but also many things; At the same time, Scarlett does not intend to remind that she is not Lance's girlfriend, not even a friend, and she has no intention of reaching out.
Watching Lance suffer should be a pleasure.
Scarlett gloated a little, "I should have left." Scarlett didn't give Lance time to react, bent down and lifted her heels, "You can stay, you can also call room service." In the same way, Scarlett gave it back to Lance, "I decided to go to an Italian restaurant and buy two pizzas and eat them on the street, which suited me better." As for the paparazzi, don't worry, I'm not that careless. With that, Scarlett stood on tiptoe and walked briskly towards the door.
When she opened the door to the room, Scarlett still didn't hear Lance's answer, and when she turned around, she found that Lance was still standing there, her shirt slouched over her shoulders, and the buttons were open before she had time to button them. Such an opportunity is really too rare, Scarlett strongly doubted that if she missed tonight, she would never meet it again in the future, she really wanted to stay and continue to watch the play, but ...... Leaving is a wise choice.
"Lance." Scarlett spoke, the deep eyes in the darkness flashed with a dangerous light, but they lacked a sharpness, and the curvature of Scarlett's mouth was brilliantly outlined, "You look more humane like this." After saying that, Scarlett ignored Lance's reaction, walked out of the room, closed the door, and then trotted all the way into the elevator, and when the elevator door closed, she finally couldn't hold back anymore, smirked, and whistled.
Irritable, Lance only felt a burst of irritability, without a clear idea, nor an accurate emotion, but could not find a place to stay. This irritability didn't even give him the ability to calm down and think, so he didn't know what was going on, what Scarlett was hinting at, or even where this irritability came from.
This kind of self is really too strange.
Taking a deep breath, taking a deep breath again, Lance forced himself to suppress this irritability, refusing to think about the specific reason, but it was too difficult, and there was an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, as if the real reason was like a Pandora's box, even if the answer was hidden inside, and it could be known when opened, Lance still decided to put all his thoughts aside.
The whole person sat down on the sofa and found the hotel's sticky notes casually, trying to start the script writing of "Iron Man" or "The Incredible Hulk", or the framework of the Marvel Universe was perfect, but ...... My mind was blank and I couldn't think of anything, and it was a terrible feeling.
In desperation, Lance could only record all the details that flashed through his mind and forced himself to divert his attention.
"Tony Stark, played by Robert Downey Jr.?"
"Hulk, re-watch the Lee/Ann version ......" thought about it and crossed it out again, "Re-read the comics." ”
"The timeline of Iron Man and the Hulk, looking for points of overlap."
……
Under the cold moonlight, a chaotic stream of thoughts flowed around, and it seemed like a sleepless night. (To be continued.) )