The only connection between Alizee and her uncle is that Ryan Stein, who resigned and ran away for no apparent reason, well, or Pu Guanshui is better. And with Alizee's character, she will never leave her country to go to a completely unfamiliar place with someone she doesn't know, even if this person is the teacher of the person she cares about the most. But it is an indisputable fact that she appeared in New York and in her grandfather's villa at the moment, so it can only explain what happened.
"You already knew that, didn't you?" Lily opened her mouth suddenly, she turned her dull dark brown eyes to look at herself, and her sweet and crisp voice was now extremely jerky.
"If you were referring to his sudden resignation, I would have known it for a long time," Angela pondered her words, and it was rare that she would not be irritated if she no longer remained silent, "I'm just not sure if you knew it too, so no Explain in the letter."
After a pause, he asked cautiously: "You haven't written to me since the beginning of September, can I know what happened?"
However, Alizee has closed her mouth again, lowered her head and returned to the previous silence. Angela couldn't help but feel anxious and was about to continue asking when her uncle and grandma had already walked out of the room.
"That's it, I'll go back first." My uncle whispered and hugged grandma again, then glanced at the two girls on the sofa, nodded to Angela and walked straight to the door.
Angela looked at her uncle who left independently, countless thoughts began to spin, and her uneasiness became more and more intense, until her grandmother sat next to Alize and held the little girl's hand and softly comforted her, she was determined. Angela stood up abruptly and ran out, while her uncle had just walked to the front court.
"Uncle, please wait!" Angela shouted loudly in Chinese, her uncle's figure paused after hearing the words, and although he took two quick steps, he finally stopped and turned around and looked at her calmly: "Why? now, Xueyi?"
Angela, who walked in front of her uncle in two steps, took a deep breath and looked directly into the eyes of the old man: "If I can, I can explain what happened, why I gave that girl to my grandma, I don't mean to be disrespectful, just I don't want to be kept in the dark."
The old man gave her a deep look, and after looking around, he sighed and patted her shoulder: "Come here."
Angela followed her uncle and walked slowly to a secluded place. The old man seemed to be thinking about something with his hands behind his back. After a long time, he turned around: "Xuecha, you must know that where there is light, there will be darkness."
Although she was confused, she did not interrupt her uncle's words, but listened to the old man continue: "There is no absolute fairness in this world, so some people are born in the dark and some grow in the sun. However, from the dark Going to the light is hard, going from the light to the dark is easy. You should live in the sun, you shouldn't have anything to do with that, Angela!"
Hearing her uncle call her English name, Angela couldn't help but be slightly shocked. Although there was such a guess a long time ago, hearing the old man say it in person was an unspeakable feeling.
"So I rarely meet Martha, so it's good that you know some things, don't go looking for answers." The old man patted her on the shoulder solemnly again, "That's not what you should be involved in."
"But... but..." Angela gestured with a frown, but her uncle immediately raised her right hand: "I know what you want to say, but it's just difficult to go from darkness to light. He's always done well, no In fact, if he hadn't been your bodyguard, he might have been…”
The old man waved his hand melancholy, Angela still frowned: "Then why..."
"Because some things need them!" My uncle took it immediately, "I know you are very smart, Xueyi, you have read poetry and even "The Analects of Confucius", you can know Chinese musical instruments, and you are fluent in Chinese, but you may not be able to completely understand Chinese culture."
Angela quickly passed the information that might be ignored in her head, and then smiled bitterly: "Indonesia, right?"
The uncle looked at her and neither admitted nor denied, but changed the subject: "That girl is his wish, and I promised him. But you should now know that she is very inappropriate for me, and when I took her It took a lot of work to get her custody, we are Chinese after all. So I brought her to your grandma, which is the best way I can think of."
Seeing the old man walk out of the villa, get into the car and leave, Angela was a little lost. Although there are still many things hidden in the mist that she can't see clearly, it is enough to understand the most basic situation, just as her uncle said that she lives in the sunshine. She has seen a lot of injustice in her past and present life, but she has never experienced or participated in it, so she still has a pure land of idealists in her heart, so she should not pay attention to those dark corners, and she should not be curious to try.
"Angie, what happened?" Natalie and the three of them came to the front court from the garden at this time.
"Nat, Manny, Liv, I may not be able to accompany you any more today, there is a small problem at home." Angela sighed, and then briefly explained the matter selectively.
"Is that the girl we met in Paris two years ago, Alizee?" Natalie asked, pinching her chin, recalling, "So what happened to Ryan Stein, ask someone to hand her over to your grandma raising?"
"I don't know. Grandma won't tell me, so I can only ask." Angela shook her head.
"Lily is so pitiful." Natalie said sympathetically.
"Can you tell us the specifics? Liv and I don't understand." Scarlett interjected, and Liv nodded.
"Well, specifically..." Natalie also introduced Alizee's family as simply as Angela.
"That means that the only person she cares about now, Angie's former bodyguard may have had an accident?" Scarlett also showed a sympathetic look, "This is indeed very unfortunate."
"Why don't we go in and see her," Liv suggested at this time. "It's better for everyone to comfort her together than to be alone."
Although Angela doesn't think that more people are more powerful in this matter, and Alizee's character may be more awkward because of this blow, but she still agreed with Liv's proposal. It's good for Lily to be angry, and it's better to be willing to vent her emotions than to be stuffed in her stomach.
The four girls quickly came to the living room. Grandma was talking to Alizee in a kind tone, although the little girl still kept her head down and grabbed the edge of the backpack she put on her chest with both hands. But my grandmother was very patient.
"Grandma, let me do it. Although her English is no problem in communication, if she speaks a little too fast, she will still not understand." Angela whispered in her grandmother's ear.
The grandmother looked at her granddaughter and then at her friend, then nodded lightly and said in a low voice, "That's fine. You are both about the same age, so it should be easier to solve her if you are familiar with each other."
After grandma left, the four of them sat down around Lily, and Natalie stretched out her hand first: "Hi, Lily, remember me? We met in Paris two years ago, I didn't expect to meet again here, just now I'm sorry to hear about you from Angie, but I believe this is not the end of your life."
However, Alizee didn't answer, raised her head and glanced at her, then lowered to hold the backpack tighter, as for the hand in front of her as if it didn't exist at all. Several people looked at each other, and Scarlett stretched out her hand again: "Hello, Alizee, I'm Angie's friend Scarlett Johansson, you can call me Scarlett or Manny, I think I can understand A little bit of your feelings, when my parents divorced, I also felt that my world seemed to collapse, but I still got out of the haze, I think you can too, right?"
It's a pity that the little girl is still silent, but her movements are not so stiff anymore, Liv also stretched out her hand at this time: "Hello, I'm Liv Tyler, although I'm older than them, they always Make fun of me for being confused. I'm an illegitimate daughter, and I haven't had a formal father since I was born, but I'm still an adult, and there are a lot of bad things. Unfortunately, it's a lot better to look at it differently, I think you'll understand ."
Alizee still didn't say a word, but the atmosphere around her had quietly changed, so Angela also stretched out her hand: "I don't want to say too much, Lily, maybe you didn't have friends before but that doesn't mean you'll never have friends, I and I They're all willing to be your friends, and I'm sad about it, but I don't think he'd want to see you wrapped in ice."
Finally, the girl raised her head. Although she still kept her face expressionless, she reached out and quickly shook the four hands in front of her, even though she basically walked away and then lowered her head. , but the four women all looked at each other and smiled instead of continuing to chat. As for the topic, it was their own embarrassing things. Even though Alizee never spoke, they still chatted very enthusiastically.
The chat didn't last long, Liv, Scarlett, and Natalie, who was supposed to stay in the night, said goodbye and left, and then Angela took Alizee to her bedroom upstairs, although the girl was no longer a puppet. , but still stingy with their own language.
"Just sleep with me here tonight, I'll tell grandma." Angela helped her put away her backpack, then squatted down and gave her a tight hug, "I think you haven't been hugged by anyone for a long time. go to sleep, right?"
Alizee, who was still somewhat resistant at first, suddenly stopped her movements when she heard these words, and Angela immediately let go of her, looking at the pair of tea-brown eyes that finally recovered some anger, and said softly: "Remember. The end credits of Leon the Killer? Remember the end credits of Titanic?"
Although Alizee remained reticent until she went to bed, and would occasionally say a word or two, Angela found her own composure on her pajamas and her face buried in her chest the next morning. Dry tears. While she was relieved, she also thought about a lot of things, especially after seeing Lily woke up awkwardly and turned over to cover her face, Angela immediately got up and found her grandma before breakfast and asked Alizee to follow her to Boston. live.
"There is no one she trusts here, even I can only be counted as half, whether it is raised by Uncle Dean, Aunt Ruth or Godfather, it will not help her to open her heart, last night when she was crying in my arms I didn't even hear a sound. If she goes to Boston with me, I can always come out and watch her and talk to her like I did when I wrote her a letter, and it will always make her open up. Even if I can't come out, and Anne, who she goes to school with, can also take care of her, and if you are worried about the guardian, you can assign someone to be the housekeeper."
Although such a statement is a bit simple, but grandma still said that it can be considered, so Angela spent the whole morning discussing the feasibility in detail with her grandparents, and finally pulled Alizee when she returned to Boston at night. Of course, at the same time There were also Mr. Ranad Bassham, who my grandfather had hired to be the villa housekeeper, and several servants.
Anne, who stayed in Boston for Halloween because of the school parade, was very happy about this. She originally thought that the villa here was too big and too few people to be empty, but now there are suddenly so many people and naturally feel happy. And after listening to Angela talking about Alizee, she felt sympathetic and took good care of the girl without Angela's advice, even though Alizee remained expressionless and taciturn every day.
As for Angela, she found herself in a bit of trouble, not to mention the schoolgirls who accosted her more for her role as Legolas on Halloween, not to mention the still-in-progress American Beauty and Never Compromise", Sparrow rushed over from Los Angeles on the second day of returning to Boston, and there were two Japanese people with him!
"Hello, Miss Mason, I'm Hideo Nakata, and it's my honor to meet you!" The unremarkable middle-aged man with a square face and a pair of small eyes bowed to him, although it was not legendary 90°, but also very sincere.
Following him, he turned to introduce the man in his thirties who also bowed next to him with a beard and thick eyebrows and big eyes: "This is Chong Shimizu, my colleague, his message to Miss Mason. The idea is highly praised.”
"Thank you for the compliment, please Mr. Nakata and Mr. Shimizu to sit inside first." Angela maintained a smile and made a gesture of invitation. I have to say that their serious and respectful appearance really gave people a good impression at the first time.
"What would you like? I have coffee, black tea and green tea here. Of course, green tea is very common and not too particular about it." Angela asked with a smile after entering the living room to separate the guests and the host.
The two men looked at each other and nodded: "Ordinary coffee is fine."
"Okay, Annie, three lattes and one cappuccino." After saying hello to Annie, Angela looked at Nakata and Shimizu again: "Mr. Nakata has come a long way, do you have any advice?"
"As for Miss Mason's idea, I discussed it with Mr. Ichinase Takayuki, Mr. Takahashi Hiro, and Shimizu-kun. Ichinose Takahashi and Takahashi Hiroshi have served as the producer and screenwriter of "Midnight Bell" respectively, and Shimizu-kun is in me He was my assistant when I was directing." Nakata still maintained a serious face.
Angela frowned slightly. She was really not used to Japanese English, but when she went to Tokyo, she realized how good Hideo Nakata's English was among ordinary Japanese.
"I said that in several emails, the opinions of several gentlemen were combined, right?" Angela asked.
"That's true." Nakata nodded.
"Then Mr. Nakata came over suddenly this time, is he going to agree to my proposal?" Angela said and glanced at Sparrow beside her. The agent who seemed to be the foil could not easily notice the corners of his mouth, and saw what he meant. Angela raised her eyebrows involuntarily.
And Nakata coughed dryly, considered it for a while before opening his mouth: "Actually, we are a little curious that Miss Mason understands Japanese culture so well, of course, I don't mean to be disrespectful, I have read your works, especially a few of them. Horror movies, although you didn't make them, I can still see your talent in them."
"I won the prize, Mr. Nakata. Actually, I don't know much about your country's culture. I have only read "Hundred Ghosts at Night" and several ghost stories. I used to like to find inspiration from horror stories in East Asia. This year's "Death is Coming" is a product of this situation. I heard that many shrines and villages in Japan have their own horrors, just like many small towns in the western United States also have unique legends, so I set my sights on Japan, where After thinking about it a few times, I watched "Midnight Bell" again, and then everything was straightened out." Angela had to look humble, "I just emailed you some clips, and the story is basically completed. It's just that I haven't quite written it yet."
"Although everyone has disputes about Miss Mason's conception, they all admit that if you do it well, it should be quite good, even no less than "Midnight Bell"." Speaking of which, Nakata's serious face seems to never change. He couldn't help showing a smile, obviously he was very satisfied with his work, he followed him and pulled Qingshui Chong, who didn't speak much beside him, and said, "Jun Qingshui doesn't like your idea, not only argued for your idea several times, but also based on your ideas. There was a brief addition to those clips, and a lot of drafts of the storyboards were drawn."
"Really?" Angela raised her eyebrows, "Can I take a look if I can?"
"Of course there's no problem." Nakata nodded and motioned for Shimizu to take the drawing out of the bag and hand it to Angela.
The lines of the drawing are very messy, but the content is clearly expressed, and the numbers are numbered in the lower left part. Angela, who was looking at it, was slightly taken aback. This manuscript depicts a fragment of a coconut crawling downstairs like a spider to the heroine. The artist clearly grasped the atmosphere she wanted. , whether it is the sub-shot or the basic shape of the characters, it can basically match the picture she imagined. If it is shot, it should have a strong impact. The only difference is that there is blood on Coconut's face.
Could this guy be the director he was looking for? Such a thought appeared in Angela's mind, and followed Nakata's voice: "If you can, can you sell us this script, Miss Mason?"