Charlize poured herself a cup of coffee, and the rich aroma of coffee wafted throughout the kitchen space, making her want to close her eyes and savor the aroma. Sure enough, Hugo's coffee beans here are always of high quality, which makes people like it - this bag of coffee beans was brought from Hugo's Malibu villa, and the habit of drinking coffee every morning is still developed because of Hugo.

Hugo always had the ability to affect the people around him unconsciously, and before he could react, the pace had been adjusted to Hugo's frequency. It doesn't make people uncomfortable, on the contrary, it has become their own habit, which makes people laugh dumbly.

It's just that Hugo always said, "Coffee is a bad habit, I'm a bad influence, you shouldn't learn from me", and that smiling expression has a hint of banter and cunning, which makes people laugh.

Hugo ......

When Charlize realized it, he found himself standing in front of the coffee machine in a daze, and there was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth. This has happened several times in the past two weeks, and Charlize's heartbeat is a little out of rhythm, and he is stunned for a while.

Since "female." After the "Adversary" was finished, she returned to Los Angeles, she originally planned to go to Long Beach to rest for a while, but the mixed thoughts in her mind made her feel inexplicably timid, she didn't want to go to Hugo's villa, even she couldn't tell why. But even so, staying in Los Angeles, she still thinks of Hugo uncontrollably, as if every moment in her life can awaken memories deep in her mind.

Charlize's heart shrank, he took a deep breath, and shook his head, as if he could shake off all the chaotic thoughts in his mind. Took a sip of coffee, the mellow taste made the irritability in my heart settle a little, put the coffee on the coffee table, opened the door and saw the newspapers and magazines neatly placed at the door, these are all publications published today, bent down to pick it up, closed the door again, and began to flip through the magazines in my hand while walking towards the hall.

On top is this month's "Variety" magazine, the cover character is the "Truman's World" movie poster, in the past period of time, the heat wave set off by this movie has not dissipated, on the contrary, it continues to ferment with the passage of time. Charlize put the magazine aside for the time being—such a professional magazine was so rich in content that you could read it slowly during afternoon tea, and then Charlize saw the newspaper underneath the magazine, and his movements suddenly stopped.

After carefully reading the headlines on the front page, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he picked up the newspaper alone with some irritation, and then threw everything else on the sofa, carefully looking at the photos on the front page.

The picture is very familiar - because the main character is herself, and the other protagonist is the haunting Mr. Perfect. In the photo, she sits next to the window of a coffee house with a cup of coffee and a thick book in front of her; Outside the glass window of the coffee house stood a tall, well-proportioned man holding a large bouquet of roses, which looked to be at least fifty or so, and then smiled brightly at her.

Of course she knew what was going on, it had happened the afternoon before yesterday. She was a little bored at home, and then she wandered around the bookstore for a while, and stumbled upon the book "Sense and Sensibility", and she herself didn't know why, so she bought the book by chance, and then went to the coffee house to enjoy a rare leisurely time.

As a result, Mr. Perfect somehow found out about her whereabouts, and then found the coffee house with a large bouquet of roses. The café was entirely French-style, and her location was just outside a small flower bed, and although it was on the first floor, the foundation was relatively high, about a few feet above the ground. While she was reading, she suddenly felt a commotion in the coffee room, raised her head and looked out at everyone's line of sight, and then saw Mr. Perfect standing outside, and he caught her gaze at once, showed a big smile at her, and lifted the bouquet.

Later, outside the café, Mr. Perfect began to sing in his somewhat incomplete voice—"I Will Always Love You," a song that accompanied Whitney Houston as a classic love song, with meaningful lyrics, "If I stay, I'll be your bond; So I'm leaving, but I know that I think of you every step I take, and I will always love you. ”

Although Mr. Perfect's singing voice is not perfect, and even a little out of tune, his little nervousness, a little timidity, and a little hesitation in his singing make the happy and sweet, romantic and affectionate emotions in the song even more beautiful. Many customers in the café were impressed by Mr. Perfect, and a few girls even couldn't hold back their tears.

Later, Mr. Perfect walked into the coffee house, put the bouquet of flowers on Charlize's table, and left a card, after which he said nothing, did not give Charlize a chance to refuse, and turned around and left. This chic and romantic move has become the talk of countless people in the coffee house.

However, Charlize did not feel anything, because she no longer had feelings for Mr. Perfect, no love, and no hate. No matter how romantic it is, no matter how beautiful it is, no matter how sincere it is, it has nothing to do with her. In fact, this is not the first time, in the past two weeks, Mr. Perfect has arranged four romantic confessions, and the first three times she has been rejecting Mr. Perfect - only to turn away from her that afternoon.

This made Charlize very helpless.

In the end, Charlize also left directly, leaving the roses and cards in the coffee house, without taking them with them. She could even hear the heartbreak of many girls in the coffee house, as if it was a heinous thing for her to reject Mr. Perfect, but Charlize couldn't explain it to everyone, and almost ran away.

Originally, Charlize thought that this was the end of the matter, but he didn't expect it to be photographed by reporters, and it became the front page headline of "USA Today" today. On the photo, she raised her head, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and looked at Mr. Perfect under the sun, the eyes of the two people just met together, it looked like a dream, with the huge title "Rekindling old love, the former couple continues to be the front edge", the persuasiveness is simply out of the table.

Charlize couldn't help but feel depressed for a while, and carefully recalled, why did she laugh at that time? Thinking about it seriously, the smile on the corner of her mouth at that time should have been outlined because of "reason and emotion", her mood relaxed, her expression was naturally more relaxed, and before she realized it, her eyes touched Mr. Perfect. As a result, it was taken out of context by media reporters.

This is the second time in the past two weeks that she and Mr. Perfect have been photographed. The last time it was a little farther away, she was shopping in front of her, and Mr. Perfect was not far behind, as if they were out shopping together. But in fact, Charlize went to pick up dry cleaning that day, and she didn't see Mr. Perfect until she saw the newspaper to find out about it.

Charlize felt in a bad mood, she should have just thrown that bouquet of roses in his face! She maliciously wondered if Mr. Perfect had specifically found these paparazzi and secretly took these photos, just to create public opinion, make everyone mistakenly think that they were together, and then let Mr. Perfect pass the audition smoothly.

But after the anger, Charlize also knew that this possibility was not high, although she no longer had any feelings for Mr. Perfect, but she knew that he was not such a personality. More likely, the paparazzi have been watching her whereabouts – ever since she returned to Los Angeles and then stumbled upon Mr. Perfect.

In fact, this is also the reason why Charlize originally planned to go to Long Beach, staying in Los Angeles is completely a target, and it is difficult to completely clean up, but when I think of the villa in Long Beach, there are Hugo's shadows, Hugo's traces and Hugo's smell everywhere...... Charlize could only let out a long breath.

looked at the headlines on the front page of "USA Today" in his hand, flipped to the page inside and read the detailed report carefully, which made Charlize angry for a while, and sure enough, the ability of the uncrowned kings to read pictures and speak was not admirable. Obviously, she and Mr. Perfect didn't say a word that day, but the reporter made up the whole story, and even how they broke up, how they reunited, and how they got back together already had a complete story line, Charlize felt that it was really a waste of talent for these reporters not to go home.

Charlize tossed the newspaper aside in frustration, but suddenly realized something: what would Hugo think if he saw this report?

But before Charlize could come up with a reason, she denied herself first, and Hugo would definitely not have seen the report...... Even if Hugo saw it, what special ideas might he have? At most, he called him to make fun of himself, mocking himself for his obsession with Mr. Perfect.

Charlize froze in place, took out other newspapers and flipped through them, and then let out a wail, not only "USA Today", but also "San Francisco Chronicle" and "Seattle Post" reported on it. Hugo's odds of seeing this story skyrocketed.

Charlize leaned back on the couch depressedly, she didn't know what she should do with Mr. Perfect, she had clearly rejected him, they were completely finished. But why didn't he seem to understand? Do you really want her to meet him once and then spread out everything face to face? Or does she want to stand in front of the media and make a fuss about criticizing him?

Thinking of this, Charlize couldn't help but feel a little headache, and she didn't know which tendon was wrong with Mr. Perfect......

"Jingle bell, jingle bell", the sudden ringing of the phone startled Charlize, and he jumped up from the sofa directly, hitting his calf directly, grinning in pain.