Chapter 1177 Street Stroll
Anne looked at Anson in front of her and breathed a sigh of relief without even realizing it. She slowed down and was finally able to put on her coat properly.
The steps paused for a moment, then he came to Anson and looked around.
“Not a single taxi?”
Anson sighed softly, “There should be taxis all over the street but none of them belong to me.”
Anne burst out laughing.
Anson looked away and looked at Annie, "Why did you run out? Where are your friends?"
Anne shook her head, "We are not friends..." The words paused. "We are just Hollywood friends. They can survive without me."
Learn and apply.
Anson’s eyes were full of smiles.
Annie noticed, and the corners of her mouth also rose, and then she quickly shifted her gaze to hide her smile, "The snow has stopped, there should be a taxi after a while."
Anson, "No, I'm going to take the subway."< br>
Anne, "Subway? Aren't you worried about being recognized?"
Anson, "No, not at all."
Anne expressed doubts.
Anson, "Imagine you are an office worker. After a long day of work, you are exhausted. You finally get on the subway and start your journey home. Your brain shuts down and you are lost in the crowded evening rush hour. You still have time. Pay attention to who is around you?”
“To be honest, they don’t even care whether the person squeezing in the car next to them is a man or a woman.” Annie thought about the scene, and it was really difficult for her. Imagine the subway scene in the morning rush hour and evening rush hour, "How do you know?"
Anson shrugged lightly, "I have been preparing for a role recently. I commute on the subway every day. I don't want to drive my Lamborghini. Come and experience life.”
“Haha.” Annie couldn’t help but laughed.
Anson looked around at the traffic flow on the street that was getting busier.
“We have to hurry up, it’s just the beginning of the evening rush hour, and hell mode will start in a while.”
Annie, “Ah, why?”
Anson, "You don't think that all office workers in Manhattan get off work on time, do you?"
Look up and look at the brightly lit high-rise buildings to get the answer.
"Let's go!"
Anson grabbed Annie's wrist and ran away without hesitation.
Anne exclaimed and rushed out before she had time to react.
Whoosh, whoosh, the strong wind was beating wildly on the eardrums.
They were like children, running freely and selflessly. The world of Nuoda turned into a colorful stream of light and flowed back crazily. The heart began to beat, the breathing began to quicken, and the blood began to burn. It is difficult for a language to The described happiness and joy began to flow out.
Unconsciously, laughter surged in my chest.
The two people rushed into the subway station and walked through the surging crowd.
Ahead, Ansen ran all the way, and did not stop when he saw the gate. He supported the gate with both hands, leaped into the air, and jumped directly in.
Annie remembered at this moment that she did not buy a subway ticket.
What to do? What to do, what to do, what to do?
Anne, who has always been well-behaved, always well-behaved, and has never taken any risky actions, was stunned for a moment, but at this time she could no longer think about it, and reason told her:
She should stop.
However, on impulse, Annie also rushed out following Anson's footsteps, supporting the gate in the same manner, and leaping over lightly.
You can see Anson arranging his guitar in front of you, with an excited and excited face. He keeps waving and shouting "Quick, quick, quick".
Anne rushed towards Anson like a ball of light, took Anson's hand again, and ran wildly.
The crowd around them, as numb and sluggish as zombies, looked at the two lunatics with dull faces, and automatically moved out of the way, watching the two people whizzing past like tornadoes, as if they were fleeing for life or death.
The problem is that no one is chasing them. Sure enough, there is only one answer -
Madman.
However, Annie and Anson didn't care.
Anne, who never took risks and never went out of her way, could feel the adrenaline secreting crazily. Even if it was just a small thing, the feeling of guilt mixed with annoyance and regret would still burn.
As I ran, a smile involuntarily crept up to the corner of my mouth, fully blooming.
Haha, hahaha.
Laughter spread all over the floor, roaring through the crowd.
In the end, he rushed into the subway car with a roar, broke into the car at the last second when the door was about to close, and luckily caught up with him.
flutter!
Annie couldn't brake in time and pounced forward, crashing into Anson's arms.
In an instant, a clean smell of pine mixed with metasequoia surrounded Annie, and the restless and surging warmth blended into her bones and flesh along her pores.
Heartbeat, lost trace.
Anne herself didn't realize it and held her breath involuntarily.
Fortunately, the embrace loosened immediately.
“Don’t worry, no one is chasing us, and you don’t have to worry about getting on Fox News.”
Anson’s teasing came to her ears, and then Anne realized that Anson should have heard it. His heartbeat lost its rhythm and frequency, his cheeks heated up slightly, and he quickly covered himself up and distanced himself.
Unexpectedly, Ansen actually pulled her back into his arms again——
Poof. Plop. Plop.
Anne could clearly hear the beating of Anson's heart in his chest.
Anson, "Sorry."
There was a buzzing sound in Anne's ears. She quickly turned her head and looked back, and then she realized that there was someone behind them. She had just backed away. He almost hit someone with his movements.
After a moment's delay, Annie realized that the whole carriage was bustling with people. Although it was not a crowd, it was already crowded.
So, isn’t this considered the evening rush hour?
Anne was startled, this sight was very unfamiliar to her.
She was born and raised in New York. She has taken the subway many times, but when she thought about it seriously, she realized that she had never taken the subway during the morning and evening rush hours. She saw another side of New York. one side.
Moreover, because of the snow today, the traffic jam on the ground is more serious, so many people choose to travel on the subway, which makes the carriages full of people.
"Ah, I forgot to ask you, what line is your home on?" Anson's voice brought Annie back to reality.
Annie, "What line are we on now?"
"Line 5."
"Oh, don't worry, we can transfer to Line 7...is that okay?" Annie was a little unsure and searched carefully on the subway map, "L line or The E line is also available, don’t worry, I can get home smoothly.”
At this time, the two people finally found a space and stood up straight again.
Anson looked at Anne, and calmly blocked the surrounding view with his back, covering Anne in his arms.
Unlike him, Anne was not covered up or dressed up. If someone looked over, they would easily notice this unusual face.
"I haven't asked yet, why did you Hollywood friends gather together tonight?" Anson changed the subject very naturally.
But Annie still noticed Anson's movements. She didn't understand it at first. After thinking about it carefully, she immediately realized it and the smile filled her eyes again.
"Audition. We are all auditioning for a project. I remember telling you just now, but I guess you don't remember it."
Ah, which pot is not open? Which pot to mention, Annie immediately realized that she had stepped on a thunderbolt.
(End of this chapter)