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2048 Heart like the ocean

The hustle and bustle of drinking, chatting and laughing slowly surged in the rich night. It was less cheerful and noisy and more lazy and comfortable. The relaxation after drinking for three rounds made the welcome party become free and friendly, carefully letting go of restraint. and bondage, chatting freely in the vast sea and sky.

This is the intention of the welcome party. Next, the entire crew needs to work together for a long time. Even if they cannot become friends, they should at least establish a harmonious and harmonious cooperative relationship. Otherwise, filming the movie will become a torment. That is still a small matter, directly It's a big deal if you screw up the movie..

Nina Parker's cheeks were slightly red and hot. She drank a little too much tonight, and now she began to regret. She really shouldn't have drank the third glass of red wine - if it was only two glasses, she could still stay awake. , but now I feel that my head is starting to feel heavy and my steps are starting to feel unsteady..

This immediately sounded the alarm. She didn't want to be embarrassed at the party. She had not forgotten that she and her team were still on the crew's high-attention list, and they were still classified as "Thomas Tullites" A direct descendant, if you don't pay attention a little bit, you may lose your job..

In the past two months or so, the entire crew seemed to have forgotten about it, and no one even mentioned it at all. It was as if the roses and the RV had never happened, and as if the internal struggle between Thomas Tull and Renly had never happened. None of this has ever happened before. The harmonious atmosphere of cooperation among the crew makes people completely forget about the large-scale staff changes before the official filming started, but Nina has not forgotten it..

She can't forget it either.

Because she personally handled all those things, and even the negative remarks about Renly were the first to spread from within her team. Nina was at the forefront of all of them and experienced them firsthand, To others, it might be just a rumor; but to her, it was an experience of walking on thin ice with trepidation. For a long, long time, she did not dare to face Renly head-on..

Until now, Nina has been reminding herself: Renly is not a fool. On the contrary, Renly is very, very smart, even so smart that it can even be said to be frightening. A little guy like her cannot and does not want to offend Renly. , otherwise the result of the matter will definitely not be so beautiful..

Nina is not interested in assigning sides. She leads a small team. She just wants to complete the work conscientiously. No matter Renly or Tur, she does not want to have further contact, let alone soar into the sky. Her dream is very, very small. , just having a little bit of her own life is enough, so she doesn't need to climb the dragon or follow the phoenix, nor does she need to work hard to get up. She is very satisfied with her current situation..

The filming work in Hawaii is all over, and Nina's team also came to Louisiana with the crew, and will continue to complete the work in New Orleans.

Although the cooperation between Renly and the entire crew has been very smooth and interesting during this period of time, and many of Renly's pranks have been spread by word of mouth, the crew and staff all like Renly very much; but Nina is Exception, I don’t have any objection against Renly, I just don’t want to get into trouble - if this is considered prejudice, then just think of it as her prejudice, because she is really afraid.

Now Nina's only hope is to avoid Renly, avoid conflicts, safely complete the filming of the New Orleans part, end all work on "Jurassic World", and then escape unscathed; it is best never to do it again in the future. When he meets Renly, he doesn’t even ask for cooperation in work..

If you can’t afford to offend, can you still afford to hide??

Looking around, Nina was always wary of Renly's figure. However, due to the alcohol in her brain, her concentration had seriously declined. She could not find him among the bustling crowd. She only saw a bright spot of light, as if the whole world was blurred. Get up, leaving only the gorgeous halo.

She needs to sober up.

Nina carefully concealed her whereabouts, smiled and nodded with the others, pretending that she was on her way to find "someone" to chat with, and quietly left the party scene and came to the balcony outside the hotel room. The refreshing air hits my face, and my head wakes up a little instantly..

Naturally, the night in New Orleans cannot be compared with New York, but compared to the quiet and peaceful Honolulu, the prosperity and hustle and bustle of the city have become more real. The colorful lights reflect the stars in the sky, and the hazy halo vaguely depicts the The appearance of the night, even if you are on a high-rise hotel and cannot catch the noise downstairs, can still outline the unique scenery of the city. What the lights represent may be a party, a family, or Maybe it's a job... It's dark and the city is still not sleeping.

Standing next to the balcony, Nina's slightly hot cheeks cooled down a little. The hunting wind brought soft singing and low singing. She took it for granted that it was the music coming from the party, and looked back towards the direction of the hall. Then I realized that the looming music left behind at the party was dance music, and the erratic melody in my ears carried a touch of sadness and loneliness. These were obviously two different things..

“Hmm...hmm……”

That low humming has no lyrics, but you can find a touch of softness in the simple musical notes..

“…… I still remember losing control in the back of a taxi, then renovating the sixth-floor apartment you once owned; between subway stations, your head resting on my shoulder, asleep; we recorded those moments with photos , hung up, I once thought it was eternity, time would always be frozen.

Until that night in Brooklyn.”

The vague singing tugged at Nina's ears, and she slowly tried to get closer. The melody that was swaying in the wind and seemed to disappear at any time fell into her heart one by one, without crying or shouting. Heartbreaking, only a touch of loss, but Nina couldn't help but feel sad.

Those fragmented memories awakened the fragility deep in the heart, and then cruelly tore them apart bit by bit. The elegance and relief hidden in the singing just revealed the lingering confusion and loneliness, as if wrapped around the fingertips. The smell of cigarettes cannot be washed away even with soap and cannot be covered up with perfume. It remains like that, always reminding those wounds deep in my heart that are still not healed..

“We said things we shouldn't have said, and the bridge of communication between us was burned like a log; now I will never go to Brooklyn again, as if nothing ever happened, we just fell, shattered, and now We'll never talk again, now... we'll never talk again.”

Nina couldn't help but opened her mouth slightly, trying to say something, but found that no sound came out - it wasn't sadness, pain, or bitterness, just... helplessness and sigh..

“"Never talk again", just like "Never go to Brooklyn again", the bridges between each other are burned like this, and then there is no going back. How decisive, how decisive, how cruel, will The connection between Brooklyn and Manhattan was cut off, and they were completely exiled to an isolated island..

It was just a sentence of "never talk to each other again", but it expressed the frustration deep in my heart..

“Since Brooklyn." The man with a faint hoarse voice whispered two words, "Since-Brooklyn", without the rendering of the melody, but the emotion hidden in the voice slowly spread out, An indescribable chaos burst out, and large swaths of gray came with the violent wind of the night. Nina was instantly swallowed up, her eyes widened, and then her stomach began to surge..

She didn't know if it was the alcohol, her emotions, or both..

She quietly stepped forward and walked around the flower stand on the balcony. Then Nina saw the figure of the man hidden in the night. The light and shadow outlined the outline of the face, and the usually sparse eyebrows were stained at this time. There was a layer of deep fatigue, and the rich night was devouring his soul crazily and wantonly, as if it could fly away in the wind at any time, dissipating without a trace like a wisp of smoke..

It's Renly Hall.

Nina was so shocked, it was Renly! How could it be Renly? And it was a Renly she had never met or known..

“Sitting quietly in the park until nightfall, we quietly confided each other's secrets; soft cushions were placed on the roof, and we carefully painted the rings of Saturn. You wore my coat like a uniform, with the collar turned up and rolled up Sleeves; between the streets, our hearts are inseparable, we join hands and swear to never be separated, we will never be separated.

Until that night in Brooklyn.”

The vicissitudes of life's voice was still humming in a low voice, and the loneliness and loneliness hidden in it spread slowly in the night, firmly grasping Nina's ankles, making her unable to move, with no way to move forward, and no way to move forward. No way to escape, just like a fool, he was frozen in place.

This isn't Renly.

In other words, what does the real Renly look like? That gentlemanly and polite man in the media? That thunderous man in the crew? The man who was so focused during the performance? That man at the party who was chatting and laughing? Or... that lonely man in the night??

She didn't understand, she really didn't understand. Every time she thought she had seen Renly's true face clearly, she would always find other truths again, just like the vast ocean, vast and ethereal, she just He is just a tiny ant, and I will never understand his reality.

In other words, can anyone understand??

“Hehe, it seems I have an audience here. If you don't mind, I'll say hello first and we can continue... No, no, I think it should be fine..." Renly's singing was interrupted and he chuckled lowly. Standing up, Nina instantly transformed into an ice sculpture from head to toe..

completion!

Note: Brooklyn (Patrick-Droney)

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