As the sky engulfed the last rays of the sun, New York, shrouded in darkness, began to exude an alternative charm. The colorful advertising lights, the endless traffic flow, the noisy crowds coming and going, everything is proclaiming how colorful the nightlife in New York is.
The car stopped on the side of the street, and after the door was opened, a slender and slightly petite figure walked down, smiling at the man who had just gotten out of the car and wanted to come over to open the door for her. The man who lost the opportunity had to shrug helplessly and send her to the door.
"Just here, thank you for bringing me back, Warrier, a nice evening," the woman said with a smile. "It's a pleasure to have dinner with you."
"That's what a gentleman should do," said the man named Warrier, smiling. "I'm glad to have dinner with you, Natalie."
He stared into Natalie's eyes, leaned slightly and seemed to want to kiss her, but Natalie then leaned back and said calmly, "Good night then, see you later."
Noticing the look in her eyes, Warril couldn't help but smirked and smiled: "Okay, good night."
He kept watching Natalie enter the room before he turned his hands and walked towards his car.
"Reserved girl..." Volrier got into the car and started the engine and muttered gloomily. It took him a few months to get an appointment with this famous and talented woman who is known for her unique personality. Unexpectedly, not only did he not have the opportunity to kiss Fang Ze, but he didn't even hold hands after one night.
As the car left, the slightly drawn curtains were lowered. Natalie stood in front of the window for a while, then suddenly turned around and hurried to the kitchen, opened the cupboard, grabbed a bottle of wine, poured a glass, and drank it with her head up. The spicy liquid ran down her throat, and she choked several times because of the urgency.
Even so, Natalie poured herself another cup regardless, raised her head and drank it again, repeated this three times, and poured herself three cups before she stopped panting.
"Damn..." Natalie scolded lowly, who was crawling on the table and buried her head between her arms, her body trembling slightly, as if with indescribable frustration and helplessness.
It's been almost three years, and she thought she would soon forget about that person after the brief, intense pain and start a new normal relationship. But as time passed, she discovered that that person had been deeply rooted in her heart, so that she could not escape at all. As she often said before, she was attracted to the other party for some reason, and she couldn't earn it.
In the past three years, Natalie tried her best to forget that person. She tried to meet men and go to lesbian bars, but every time she was either disgusted or didn't feel it. That person has been entangled in her heart like a ghost, and sometimes as soon as she closes her eyes, the pale faceless face that stumbles out of the door will appear.
"I'm right! I just made an ordinary person who can make decisions! Look at her, look at her scandals, she hasn't taken it to heart!" Natalie has looked in the mirror more than once The self growled so low.
However, none of this helps, she can maintain her intellectual appearance in front of others; she can chuckle after subconsciously seeing reports related to that person; she can tell that person and that person on the set of "Star Wars Prequel" Man's new lover turned a blind eye to her provocation; but she couldn't stop the resentment, sadness and sadness that surged uncontrollably in her heart after waking up in the middle of the night.
"You bastard... I shouldn't be like this... You bastard..." Natalie came to the bedroom with a bottle of wine, covering her forehead, she gave up the wine glass and poured it to the mouth of the bottle.
Although Natalie sometimes drank alcoholic beverages, it was the first time that she had been drinking like this without restraint. Today, she tried to date a man again, but the feeling of disgust she could never get rid of, the shadow that appeared in front of her eyes at any time became the last straw that crushed her.
Natalie is most proud of her calmness and reason. She believes that as long as she has enough calmness and reason, no matter how big the setbacks and blows are, she will survive and get better. In fact, her precocious character from childhood to adulthood did help her a lot, but it didn't help her at all.
"You bastard..." Natalie lay on her back on the bed, her hands down, and the empty wine bottle rolled to the side. She drowsily closed her eyes under the anesthesia of alcohol, and then something glittering slipped from the corner of her eyes.
The bright sunlight in the morning came in from the window, and it was itchy on the face. The girl lying on the bed moved her eyelids and opened her eyes in confusion. She covered her forehead with a moan, and the feeling of a hangover made her head almost burst.
Fortunately, after a few minutes, this feeling finally passed, Natalie moved her body a little stiffly, and sat up from the bed with some difficulty. She stretched out her hand to block the sunlight and glanced around her, and then she gave a wry smile. Not only did she not wash up last night, she didn't even take off her clothes, she didn't pull the curtains, she just pulled the quilt and wrapped herself around her and fell asleep. When did she become so sloppy?
Natalie sighed and looked at the time, her wry smile deepened, she got out of bed and staggered into the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. With disheveled hair and almost bloodless face, there is an indescribable sense of decadence.
She shook her head, took off her clothes and turned on the nozzle. After the hot water rustled on her naked body, Natalie held her face again and let out a few faint choking noises.
Soon, Natalie finished her shower, looking much refreshed after a shower. Packing up, tidying up the room, and making a simple breakfast for herself, she sat down in the living room and flipped through her memo. Most of the documents in it are all kinds of film invitations organized by the agent for her, including commercial films and independent films. But the most important thing is the agent's message. If she doesn't pick up the movie again, she will fade out of the public eye.
Natalie hasn't taken on another film since starring in the last Star Wars prequel. Everything in this circle will remind her of that person easily, there is news of that person everywhere, and people will talk about it inadvertently. For this reason, Natalie went to Israel for two years in the name of further education, but as long as she still wanted to perform in the entertainment industry, she had to face that person at any time.
Or give up and quit. Such a thought suddenly appeared in my mind. Natalie put down the memo with a slight sigh. The parents have actually seen something. They once said to themselves that if she is not happy and dissatisfied, then give up acting. Anyway, she does not have to rely on acting to make a living, and they support any decision she makes. At that time, Natalie was still a little unwilling, but now it seems that the parents' suggestion should be the best.
Perhaps, quitting the entertainment industry, then becoming a university lecturer or studying some psychology, and living a single life is the best choice for me. Natalie thought silently.
At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Natalie was stunned. Today is the weekend and according to her arrangement, no one should come to visit her at this time. She opened the door suspiciously and then was stunned. Standing outside was a slightly petite woman with short and medium brown hair in a neat suit. The slight sneering of her was very uncomfortable.
"Long time no see, Nat, can we talk?" The other party asked calmly, but there was a condescension in his tone.
"What's the matter?" Natalie frowned slightly. She knew the woman in front of her, and she was that person's personal assistant... Well, Angela's personal assistant. Although they have met several times before, they are not very familiar with each other. Why would she come to her house? Could it be... Natalie's frown deepened.
"If you don't mind, I want to go in and talk, can you?" The sneer at the corner of the other's mouth and the condescending feeling became even more obvious.
Instead, Natalie relaxed and stepped out of the aisle: "Please come in."
She asked after Alizee sat down on the sofa, "Want something to drink?"
"Any cup of coffee is enough." Alizie raised her hand and raised it reservedly. This movement, which was very similar to someone's, made Natalie feel a little dazed for a while, as if she was in the manor of Grandpa Angela's house at this time. Be a guest, not in your own cottage on Long Island.
Fortunately, she recovered her senses immediately, made a casual cup of coffee and stood in front of Alizee.
"The coffee is deliciously brewed." Alizee said after tasting it, and then looked around again: "This room is very well furnished, concise and clear, and it fits your personality very well."
Natalie raised her eyebrows, what are you talking about? It is obviously brewed instant coffee, how can it become deliciously brewed? The layout of this room hasn't changed since it was rented, so how could it be in line with your character
"Lily - can I call you that? Thank you, can I ask you directly, what's the purpose of you coming to my house and talking like this again?" Natalie went straight to the point.
Alizee didn't answer, just stared at Natalie's face while sipping her coffee, until she seemed a little impatient before she said word by word: "Then, please tell me honestly, Nat, Have you thought about Angie over the years?"
Natalie's body trembled slightly, but she controlled herself in time: "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, can you repeat it?"
"I want to know, have you thought about Angie for so many years?" Alizee repeated word by word, her eyes staring at her without blinking.