Chapter 592: Easing things with ease
Everyone knows the truth. You cannot and should not easily judge others by their appearance, because appearances are often deceptive; but the reality is that humans are visual animals, and what they see with their eyes The first impression will become the basis for judgment.
This is how others look at Anson, and the same is true when others look at Rachel.
After a moment's delay, Anson realized that Rachel was a smart person. It wasn't that she didn't understand Anson's teasing. Instead, she followed Anson's words and started imagining, which caused Anson to fall into a brief panic. .
There was a smile in his eyes.
Originally, Anson just wanted to give Rachel a chance to complete her audition; but now, Anson has become somewhat interested, and maybe the opening method can be slightly adjusted.
"Sorry."
Anson spread his hands and shrugged lightly, showing that he was not aggressive in this way, which made Marcia and Nicholas look at him:
Apologise? Why?
Is it because Anson just said "anything"? There was no hint or joke, just a light joke. Why do you need to apologize?
In fact, not only Marcia and the others, but Rachel herself was also a little surprised.
At this time, it was Rachel who was in a panic. Apologies and explanations were already on her lips, but Anson continued, leaving no room for interruption.
“Long time no see, obviously, I’m not sure how to start the conversation.”
Rachel:?
Long time no see? She was very sure and certain that this was the first time they had met.
"I'm still the same, school is the same, and my mother is still the same. God, I think this kind of life is boring."
"What about you?"
Rachel: ...
For a moment, Rachel realized that she couldn't keep up with the rhythm. She had been completely involved in Anson's rhythm; but Anson's words flowed like a warm current, and the scene of the long-lost reunion of friends slowly unfolded. Come on.
And, Rachel noticed the details: Mom.
He mentioned his mother.
This means they may be neighbors and each other's parents know each other.
Rachel had no way to think or time to think, so she could only react subconsciously.
"Boring is a good thing. Boring means that there are no accidents, no incidents, no disasters, everything goes well, unless of course you are expecting rough waves."
After saying that, show a smile.
As expected, she was a sweet girl, her bright and sweet smile made the atmosphere lively.
Rachel tucked her low-hanging hair behind her ears, "I, I'm trying, trying to make some waves, but obviously, things are more difficult than I thought."
She is Talk about acting career.
In the blink of an eye, one or two years later, she was still one of the Los Angeles losers who dreamed of being an actress but were told again and again that Hollywood was not that easy. She was bouncing between different auditions every day without knowing it. What on earth are you doing?
She was at a loss for just a moment, and then she covered herself with a smile.
Rachel told herself that this was the path she chose and no one forced her, so she should face the current situation calmly and complain less and persist more.
However, the loss and bitterness are real.
Rachel looked at Anson with bright eyes, quietly hiding those shadows.
A voice came from the front, "You should believe in yourself."
Rachel was stunned, "Huh?"
Anson repeated, "You should believe in yourself."
Rachel was stunned.
Anson continued, "You know, when you insist on doing something you like, you will shine, as if the light of the whole world is focused on you. Even if you don't do well, you will still shine. "I'm enjoying it."
Without any warning, Rachel's eyes turned red. She turned her head in panic, quickly rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, and muttered vaguely, "Ha, invisible." I've been wearing glasses for too long, sorry."
Hurrying to cover up, Rachel looked at Anson again. She had returned to her original state, showing a big smile, brighter and sweeter, but slightly exaggerated, hiding it in this way. My own embarrassment and embarrassment.
Performance and reality, illusion and truth, blend together quietly.
Marcia was completely focused -
Anson's back was turned to her. She couldn't see Anson's expression, but she could feel the power Anson conveyed from the rise and fall of his voice and the warmth of his words. Then Rachel acted like a mirror, projecting the emotions Anson had unleashed. Rachel didn't notice this.
Broken but tough.
Then.
Anson said, "This is why I had a crush on you in the first place. I like you like that."
Time was frozen at this moment.
The unremarkable confession fell heavily on Marcia's heart——
It beat wildly and her ears roared.
Rachel looked at Anson quietly. This was obviously just their first meeting, but at this moment, a brief moment when time lost its meaning, they seemed to have entered another time and space, and her heartbeat was out of rhythm.
Those eyes, clear and bright, without evasion, shyness or restraint, gurgling like a stream with gently swirling bamboo leaves, reflecting the sun, white clouds, and tree shadows, with only the sound of wind and birds singing. move.
Then, the heartbeat surged above the eardrums.
He didn't panic and acted upright.
On the contrary, she panicked.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, but he lowered his eyelids shyly and looked away to hide his panic. Then he couldn't help but raise his eyes and look back. The curvature of the corner of his mouth fully bloomed, carefully searching for the meaning in those blue eyes. light.
“But.”
“Why didn’t you confess your love in the first place?”
Rachel said.
After saying that, Rachel herself couldn't hold back and chuckled.
This time, Anson was stunned. How should he answer?
Anson nodded slightly and repeated to himself, "Yes, why didn't you confess to me in the first place."
A touch of melancholy and sigh flowed in the air.
Rachel had completely calmed down and looked at Anson with a smile, "Maybe, in fact, you don't like me that much."
"Or, maybe you just like an imaginary version of me."
"You know, you paint a beautiful image in your mind that carries all your imagination, but you don't dare to get close. You think it's because you don't have the courage, but in fact, you know deep down in your heart that perfection does not exist. Everything is just an illusion. Once When you get close, your imagination will be burst."
"Like the little mermaid, it turns into bubbles."
The quiet air is quietly surging, and everything is so calm and indifferent, between the lines. The turbulent emotions are so strong and so public.
Rachel still had a smile on her lips. She couldn't find any sadness or pain at all, but the mixture of strength and vulnerability came to the surface little by little.
Both Marcia and Nicholas were completely looking at Rachel, but the strange thing was that even though they were looking at Rachel, they seemed to be able to see Anson——
Picture sense.
Anson did not deny it, but said softly.
“Perhaps, because I am a disaster, I place all my hopes and expectations on you, and believe that you are happiness itself, but I do not think that I am qualified to get close and touch it. Touch."
"I doubt whether I am qualified."
The calm answer contains incredible despair and pain, without hiding it or discounting it. Toward Rachel's chest.
She was also stunned, opened her mouth, and tried to say something, but found that the language was so pale and weak.
In the end, she could only smile again and asked, "Are you qualified now?"
(End of this chapter)