Movie Master

Alexandra's words made Emma fall into silence, along with memories. The beauty of the past seems to be so simple, just a smile is enough to light up the world, just a white shirt is enough to warm the time, just a look is enough to turn the world upside down.

Laughter, joy, sadness, pain... everything is so simple, even a sun and rain in a midsummer afternoon can make the mood soar.

That summer afternoon, that torrential rain, that coquettish red umbrella.

"Similarly, it's also very simple to hate. Maybe it's because the man's beard is not clean, or a nose hair is exposed..." Alexandra laughed while waking up her own memories. Seeing Emma burst into laughter, "It's either because the man's handwriting is ugly, or he hiccups when he walks, or his nails are a little longer, and then we don't like it." , and even hated it."

A detail, a tiny detail that is almost boring, can make the whole world bright or dark, happy or sad. This is..."Youth." Alexandra's voice came over, making Emma stunned. Suddenly, she seemed to understand something, but she seemed to be even more confused. She drooped her shoulders and fell into a in one's own thoughts.

Fifteen years old, the same age as a flower bone.

Alexandra couldn't help showing a smile. She used to think that youth was nothing special or different, but only those who have really experienced it know that when she was fifteen years old, she first realized the complexity of this world. When she was 15 years old, she understood ignorant love for the first time. When she was 15 years old, she was looking forward to the future but fearing the future for the first time...

Of course, she is only seventeen years old this year, and she still hasn't been able to get out of the journey of youth, and she doesn't know when she will come to the end, but looking at Emma who is at a loss in front of her makes Alexandra My mood rose slightly, "This is called youth, this is not true liking, let alone true love."

Emma raised her head, her rosebud-like face was full of confusion, Alexandra couldn't help but closed her eyes, recalling her experience in the past two years, "It was just a momentary shock Or touch, we have a good feeling for someone because of a certain moment, and this feeling will fade away because of a certain moment."

"Is this... a bad thing?" Emma asked hesitantly.

Alexandra was stunned for a moment, apparently not expecting such a question, but she found that she couldn't answer it, so she shook her head, "I don't know either. But I think it's not a good thing, but it's also It's not a bad thing." Alexandra also fell into her own thoughts, "Maybe, we will gradually understand that love can be simple or complicated; life is also the same, it can be simple or complicated."

Alexandra seems to be clearing her mind, but it is not easy, she is only seventeen years old, she is also groping forward on the road of youth, "I think, everyone is independent An individual, he will not be simply white or black, he may still be red, orange, green, gray, or rainbow.” Speaking of this, Alexandra laughed, and Emma turned over helplessly. rolled his eyes.

Seeing Emma's expression, Alexandra pinched her nose lightly, which made Emma's whole face wrinkle like a bun, "It's like you, all we see is One side of you, but you show a different side at home, at school, at auditions. Everyone is so complicated, but when we meet the right person, everyone also becomes simpler .”

"So... have things become simpler or more complicated?" Emma looked at Alexandra and said with a heavy heart.

Alexandra laughed, "I have no way to answer, because I am still on this road, not farther than you, I just know, this is growth. Maybe the process is not beautiful, even It’s painful, but we all have to go through this road.” Alexandra suppressed her smile and said softly, “Remember? When I was a child, a smile was a smile, tears were tears, black was black, white was white, It's all so simple, but we can only grow if we really experience the emotion of laughing and tearing."

Emma fell silent. Emotions were never that simple. Everything in childhood was so simple, joy, sadness, disgust, anger, fear...every emotion was so simple. However, as they grow up, they gradually understand that emotions are mixed, joy and sadness are two sides of the same body, disgust and fear often accompany each other, and the power of anger and sadness is surprising.

Just like she is now, she can't distinguish her exact emotions, disgust, anger, fear, joy, sadness, etc., it seems that every emotion is mixed together, and finally turned into bitterness on the tip of her tongue, making her feel sick. People are at a loss. So, is this called growth?

Not far away, the discussion of the girls has shifted from gossip to makeup, and the "Los Angeles Times" was thrown aside. Emma looked at the blurry picture on the entertainment page from a distance, and then felt a pain in her temples, He closed his eyes annoyed.

Is he a good guy? Or, is he a bad guy?

Suddenly Emma thought of this year's Oscar night, "You are obviously a good person, but why do you always act like an asshole?" She yelled at him angrily, venting her bad emotions without any cover How did he answer when he came out? Memory has become blurred.

She thought that she could clearly remember every detail of the relationship between the two of them, but this was not the case. All the details of that night had become superficial, leaving only halos, like a long-sleeping dream— —Everything in the dream is so real that people can’t distinguish between reality and dream, but after waking up, the real dream quickly begins to fade away, and finally only a halo of deja vu remains, hiding In the deepest part of my mind.

"Maybe I was."

Emma finally remembered, at that time he was standing by the taxi door, his proud and straight spine was unmoved by the night wind, the raging wind swept a large swath of darkness, surrounded him, hazy Even the street lamps couldn't dispel the dense night, he just stood there, as if he alone could support the whole world, and then he replied indifferently and calmly, "Maybe I am."

There wasn't much emotion in that cold voice, it just narrated a fact calmly and frankly. There is no self-pity, no complacency, no arrogance, no self-pity, no evil spirits, just... just calm, like a calm lake.

Maybe, he was never a good person, it was just her wishful thinking; maybe, he was a bad person, but her momentary delusion caused a misunderstanding; maybe, the dangerous and cold-blooded image the night before was his real face, but she I just don't want to believe it.

Therefore, she should stay away from him, she should completely stay away from such a dangerous person, and she should keep a distance rationally. It's a good thing, at least she recognized his true colors in time, didn't she? Just like Little Red Riding Hood, she recognized the true face of the wolf in time, not only avoiding her own danger, but also avoiding the bad luck of her grandmother.

But... is this really a good thing? or bad thing? Why can't life continue to be simple? Why can't things continue to be simple? Why do they have to grow up? Why is the world of adults so complicated? Why do emotions have to be so mixed? Why can't liking just be liking and disliking not just loathing?

She remembered their first meeting, and she thought that memory was so far away that all the pictures had been blurred, leaving only some fragmented fragments, but the fact was the opposite, every detail of that torrential rain afternoon It's so lifelike, it's as if it's happening right in front of your eyes.

"Hey handsome guy."

She yelled like an idiot, and then he stopped in his footsteps, still holding the bright red umbrella in his hand, the smile between his brows slowly permeated, lighting up the light and deep The pair of azure blue eyes were thrillingly radiant, but the tenderness in an instant turned into eternity, as if the whole world stopped functioning.

So, is he a good guy or a bad guy? Or, is he both a good guy and a bad guy?

"Emma." Alexandra looked at the trouble and anxiety of the little girl in front of her, and couldn't help but widen her eyes curiously, "So, the conversation we discussed just now is about Lancelot-Strello ?"

Distraught, Emma couldn't react at all, she just froze in place, her brain was in a state of crash, and she couldn't even think. Should she admit it, or deny it? No, her worry just now was really because of...

"Students!" The shout was accompanied by several clear applause, which attracted the attention of Emma and Alexandra, and the chaos in the whole room subsided in an instant, and everyone gathered together Looking at the door, the acting teacher walked into the classroom again, and immediately cast his gaze on Emma, ​​with a hint of inquiry and warning, "The break time is over, we should start the second class."

Emma let out a long breath, and she didn't even realize it herself. She stood up eagerly, pulled Alexandra's arm, and then returned to her seat, ready to enter the acting class. Alexandra also knew that Emma was not in good condition, and the teacher must be staring at her, so she could only temporarily put the topic aside and return to class.

Emma adjusted her breathing, forced herself to kick the messy ball of thread in her head into a corner, and temporarily focused on her acting class.

At the same time, with a "poof", Cole was stunned while sitting in the office, and even spit out the coffee he just drank into his mouth.