Swish! Angela opened her eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling for a while before she came back to her senses. She rolled over and wanted to close her eyes and sleep for a while, but no matter how much she counted the sheep, she couldn't fall asleep.
What the hell is going on? Angela turned around again and reluctantly opened her eyes to look at the alarm clock on the bedside, the number 7:07 was displayed brightly in red.
After sighing inwardly, the girl dawdled and sat up, leaning back on the head of the bed, clutching her messy hair while yawning firmly.
For three consecutive days, I woke up at seven o'clock, quite on time, as if my body was wound up. Angela was extremely depressed, knowing that the earliest time to get up during the rest time was after 7:40. What's more, she had just finished directing "Brokeback Mountain" and returned to New York from Montana, and it was very early to get up at eight o'clock.
Forget it, let's get up anyway if you're already awake. Angela sighed and climbed off the bed, entered the bathroom without wearing slippers, and started to take a shower.
"Fortunately there are no dark circles under the eyes..." Angela muttered while looking at herself in the mirror, brushing her teeth.
After wiping her mouth clean, she took off her pajamas and panties and threw them on the ground. Her naked body without any excess fat immediately appeared in front of the mirror. But facing the body that any woman in the mirror would envy and envy when she saw it, Angela didn't care too much. She first hugged the charming and beautiful girl inside, twisted her buttocks, then slid her hands down the sides of her body and swayed her body provocatively, and then held her plump head and chest high. Pout. In the end, she burst out laughing, sticking out her tongue in front of the mirror playfully. If you are wearing clothes, this action can be said to be cute and sexy, but it will make people full of desire.
Shaking her head, Angela turned on the shower head in the bathroom, and a moderate amount of warm water rustled down her white and tender skin. smile.
After taking a shower, she dried her hair in front of the mirror and refreshed her body. Angela put on a bathrobe and went to the bedroom, and then began to choose clothes and make up. Needless to say, the clothes are still a combination of trousers and a T-shirt or a shirt. Short skirts and open backs and navels are definitely not to be worn - this is one of the reasons why she has fewer clothes than girls of the same age and identity. Most of the clothes that the family sent to show the curves of women were shelved, and Angela would not wear them unless necessary.
Even so, various styles of trousers and tops are still full of several cabinets for girls to choose and match. Although Angela, who has received this education and is doing well, is confident that even if she buys a few street stalls, she can wear it in style. But as a popular national idol, not to mention going to a stall to wear the same clothes for several days in a row will be nagged.
"That's why women always spend more time dressing and grooming." Angela muttered to herself while drawing her eyebrows in the mirror. After putting away the eyebrow pencil, he shook his head from side to side and looked at it. After taking a deep breath, he picked out one of the lipsticks in front of him, twisted it out, and applied it in a rhythm in front of the mirror.
This is a light-colored lipstick that evenly spreads on the already moist lips, making the girl's lips more attractive. After pursing her lips into a line, Angela put away the lipstick, although she was wearing light makeup as always, the beauty that could be displayed was not diminished in the slightest. The girl with hair brushed by her ears stood up from the dressing table, a faint sigh of unknown taste resounded in her heart, some things have become a habit that cannot be changed.
After coming down the stairs, Mavis, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately put down the newspaper in her hand: "It's surprising, it's been a few days in a row? It seems that there is something about you that I don't understand."
"Shut up, Meis, there are too many people you don't know." Angela immediately gave her a blank look. She had been much better after taking a shower, but now she was brought up by Meiweis and made her bear it. There is a constant desire to yawn.
"Your milk, miss." The maid came over with a cup.
"Thank you." Angela nodded, took a sip and then frowned: "I think mine should be only skimmed milk, not calcium supplemented."
The other party was stunned for a moment, and then showed an apologetic expression: "Sorry, miss, I may have made a mistake."
"It's nothing, I'll change it myself." Angela waved her hand and walked into the kitchen.
It sucks to have no familiar people around. Angela complained in her heart. Lily returned to Boston immediately after arriving in New York. Although she said that school was about to start, God knew if she was unwilling to stay by her side.
"Wow, it's really fragrant." After pushing the kitchen door open, a fresh fragrance immediately came on her face, Angela couldn't help but cocked her nose and took a deep breath, then looked at the busy figure in front of the cabinet, "What are you cooking, grandma? "
Before grandma could answer that she had already rushed in front of her, she made an exaggerated cry: "I was cooking millet porridge. It's really fragrant. Just smelling it makes people drool. Grandpa is so happy."
Follow her and pouted again, deliberately pretending to be aggrieved: "It's a pity I don't have my share."
Grandma smiled and rubbed her head lightly, and pointed to the porcelain pot on the other side that was being boiled on a low fire: "Yours is there."
"I knew, grandma is the best." Angela immediately jumped over like a child, couldn't wait to lift the lid, and a strong fragrance penetrated her nostrils immediately.
"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge?!" The girl exclaimed in Chinese in surprise, "I love you, grandma!"
She was so greedy that she immediately found a spoon from the side and wanted to eat, and her grandmother tapped her on the head: "Pay attention to your image, Chrissy, this kind of behavior is not ladylike at all."
"Don't be a lady, especially at this time." Angela mumbled while holding her head, and glanced at her grandma secretly, showing a pleading look: "Can I have a taste? Just have a taste."
Grandma laughed and shook her head, looking at Angela carefully: "Have you already put on makeup?"
The girl was stunned for a few seconds, then pouted angrily: "Yes, I've been in a trance recently and forgot when..."
Speaking of which, she suddenly grinned: "It's alright, the one that doesn't stick to lip prints is used, so at most after breakfast, you can just touch up your makeup, so it's okay to taste it first."
Angela laughed and put some porridge with a spoon, pouted and blew slightly before putting it in her mouth.
"Hmm!" Angela, who closed her eyes, shook her head suddenly, like an extra in "God of Cookery", "Grandma's craftsmanship is extraordinary, I really wish I could eat such delicious food every day!"
Reluctantly closed the lid, she couldn't help sighing again: "If only Annie could learn half of your cooking skills."
"Dear, I think Annie has done a good job, but your requirements are too high. Also, some things may not be learned even if you teach them hand by hand." Grandma smiled slightly, then tapped lightly with a spoon The small pot in front of him: "Okay, now you can go out and wait in the restaurant."
The breakfast took place in a harmonious atmosphere, although Grandpa was critical of her for both directing a gay movie and playing a gay character. But now as Angela grows up, the number of times she comes to New York to live on Long Island is gradually decreasing, so the old man didn't say anything, and Angela is naturally happy to play the good granddaughter.
After tasting the porridge that Grandma made specially for her, Angela went back to the room and turned on the computer to continue working. Although it's rest time now, it's just to make life more regular. You don't have to think about a scene or work overtime and stay up late for the progress of the movie. She didn't want or dare to let herself have more time to think about certain things.
Plus it's impossible for her to swagger to go shopping—the reports about her playing a gay character in "The Devil" haven't completely passed, and she was photographed at the airport when she left Montana, so "Brokeback Mountain" " was taken out to hype again. At this time, it was completely uncomfortable with herself to show her face outside, which was one of the reasons why she would live in her grandfather's villa on Long Island after returning to New York.
Therefore, it is better to stay in the villa and do your own business. If you put it out one by one, you will have to do a lot, write the soundtrack for "Brokeback Mountain" and conceive the post-editing, as well as the financial statements for the past two months. I haven't read it, and there are several planned scripts to be completed at the same time, such as "Little Miss Sunshine", which is full of bad taste and selected Dakota Fanning.
"Damn, I still can't concentrate." Angela closed the laptop depressedly.
"What's wrong?" Mavis looked up beside her, looking up at the book, "Is it still the same as two days ago?"
"Yes," Angela spread her hands helplessly, "Since returning to New York, I have always been a little uneasy."
After pursing her lips and thinking for a long time, she added: "Especially today, I always feel that something bad will happen."
"Really?" Mavis shook her head with a smile, picked up the book and continued to read.
"Hey, I'm serious, as if I forgot something important, and this feeling existed a long time ago." Angela frowned and looked at each other dissatisfied.
"I know you're serious, in fact, I have felt this way too," Mavis closed the book and looked at Angela and said seriously, "I always feel that this is not right there, everything is wrong, I can't concentrate and think, and it is easy to Anger and nervousness. If I have a task at this time, I will ask the doctor to prescribe some sedative drugs, if not, I will take a leave of absence for two days.”
Angela was a little confused at first, but she finally understood it later, she couldn't help but be angry and funny, rolled her eyes: "I don't have gynecological diseases!"
"Every woman has one," Maeves shrugged. "You're no exception, unless you're not a woman."
"I..." Angela swallowed hard, gritted her teeth and felt a sense of helpless frustration.
"Even if there is, it shouldn't appear when I'm relaxing, and I don't feel any discomfort." The girl finally sighed.
"This may be, sometimes it comes without warning, and you don't seem to be very relaxed, and I'm not you." Mavis raised her chin provocatively, and then continued to read the book.
"Okay, okay, the big deal is that I can't do anything today." Angela leaned back on the chair angrily, but after sitting on the chair with her arms folded for a few minutes, she still reopened the notebook computer.
"Little Miss Sunshine" has almost reached the final part, and it can be completed with a little effort. To be honest, if I hadn't forgotten about this movie because of other things, I would have wanted Lindsay to play this role. It's a pity to miss it, unless someone can get her to do it all over again, and Dakota would be fun to play.
"Damn it, it's rare to wake up early today, but I can't concentrate more than a few days ago." Angela, who typed a few words, gave up again. She looked at the time a little depressed, it was already eight o'clock.
"Today is really not a good day." The girl muttered, and for some reason, her unease became more and more intense. She couldn't help but ask Meiweisi next to her: "What month and day is it today?"
"September 11, were you sleepy?" Maeves replied without looking up.
"September 11th?" Angela's brows furrowed, "Why... I always feel that this date is a little familiar?"
"Of course, 911 calls the police." Mavis was still indifferent.
emergency call? Yes, that's right, isn't the call to the police... 9... 91... 1? !
Mavis, who was reading a book, suddenly found that the small round table was shaking slightly for some unknown reason, so she couldn't help raising her head with a strange look, and Angela's frowning expression of astonishment suddenly caught her eyelids.
"What happened?" she asked in surprise.
"I... you..." Angela opened her mouth but didn't know what to say for a while. After a few minutes, she stood up abruptly, took out her mobile phone and made a call, and walked back and forth in the garden while dialing, obviously very excited.
"Dad?! Where are you? The company? You're not going anywhere else, are you? Where's mom? Home? Isn't she going anywhere else?" A series of questions popped up from the mouth, from the words The rush in her could tell how anxious she was.
"No no no, I'm all right, Dad. Promise me, don't go anywhere today, and Mom too, don't go anywhere... No, no, I... I just had a bad feeling about it, really! I didn't make a fuss, Please, just let me be self-willed once, stay at home or in the company and don't go anywhere, please!"
After praying repeatedly, the anxiety on Angela's face finally reduced a bit. Seeing that she hung up the phone next to Meiweisi, she couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's wrong? What made you lose your temper so much?"
However, Angela didn't answer, just shook her head at Mavis. After finding another maid and asking her to tell her grandparents the same thing, she started to make calls again.
"Nat? Where are you? Stop talking nonsense! Tell me where you are!... Okay, stay home and don't go anywhere, okay? I beg you! I... I have a bad feeling... trust me for once. Okay! Please! Don't go anywhere! Just stay at home! I have a... I have a hunch that people around me will leave me! I've called my parents! ?!"
"Kate? Where are you? You're not going anywhere else, are you? No, no, I'm not trying to interfere with your life... listen to me! Don't go anywhere today! I have a bad, bad feeling. , I can't tell, in short, I have a bad feeling that I may never see some people again, please, it's better not to go anywhere when you go home, okay?"
"Jesse? Are you at home? Great, promise me to stay at home and not go anywhere, okay? No, I can't be sure, but I'm always terrified, and I have a bad premonition that maybe someone will follow suit. I'll see you when I leave... I'm fine, I've called many people, promise me, don't go anywhere and stay at home, okay?"
Meiweisi looked at Angela who was constantly on the phone, and she said the same thing, basically, "I have a bad feeling that I may never see some people again, so stay at home and don't go anywhere. "so. The biggest difference is the name, and she repeatedly said that she insisted that the other party agree. Even if she agreed, she still had to repeatedly emphasize "you promised me, you must do it" and so on.
"In the end... what happened?" Mavis asked after Angela made more than a dozen calls, while she was recalling who hadn't called. In her impression, Angela has never been so complacent. Even in the face of the exchange of fire between gangsters and police on the street, she can still maintain a considerable degree of calm, but she yells at the phone and uses various methods such as coercion or pleading. The means of asking the person answering the phone to agree to their behavior is so bizarre.
"I... I can't explain... Mess... " Angela who sat back in the chair gave her a wry smile and continued to flip through the phone's communication book.
"What's the matter with those bad premonitions you said?" Mavis raised her arms and stared at her and continued to ask, as if she couldn't figure it out.
"I said, I can't explain it... Simply put, I have a sharper intuition than ordinary people, and every time I make an important decision, I will make my own judgment based on intuition." Angela continued to smile bitterly.
"So, you earned so much of your personal assets based on your intuition?" Maeves said sarcastically, but Angela replied affirmatively: "Yes, so I trust my intuition. This time, I really had a very dangerous premonition, which made my heart skip a beat. I'd rather let myself go crazy and make people think I'm crazy than just in case this happens."
Mavis opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, so she looked at Angela blankly.
And the girl jumped up with a sigh of relief: "Finally connected!"
"Hey godfather, it's me, thank goodness I finally got you on the phone! Where are you? In the car? Going to talk business? Can't we talk at your company? Frankly, I have a bad feeling if Come to me first if you can? No, no, I'm serious... Are you going to the World Trade Center?!"