Six Hundred and Forty First Eye Contact

"Dating?"

The text message was from Alena, but the short sentence seemed to be able to hear her voice, with a bit of playfulness in the calmness.

In fact, the text message is only a simple line of text, without emoticons or attached emotions. If you don’t see Alena’s real expression, how can you tell if the text message is not angry, not a question, but a joke?

do you remember? Men and women come from different planets, so don't just speculate on each other's thoughts, because they are often wrong.

But Ronan looked at the line of text, and he could intuitively feel the joke behind the font of the text message.

A smile appeared in Ronan's eyes, he raised his eyes, looked over Taylor's shoulder, and found Alena holding a cup of coffee, watching Ronan leisurely and comfortably, noticing Ronan's gaze, she raised a glass to signal After a while, even from a long distance, you can feel the playfulness in your eyes.

really.

"Oops."

Ronan didn't say much, just sent an exclamation, as if to say: Oops, I was discovered.

When Alena saw the text message, the corners of her mouth slightly curved up. Her cold face was like a blooming epiphyllum proudly in the middle of the night. It made the whole night light and bright in an instant, as if she could see with her own eyes the dense night sky slowly receding. During the process, expectations overflowed along with it.

Alena raised her gaze again and cast her gaze in the direction of Ronan, not only Taylor, but also other Hollywood celebrities beside Ronan, the temperature in their eyes cooled down a little, as if returning to the one they knew at first At night, Alena, who seemed out of place among the celebrities.

At the same time, Ronan was also carefully looking at the colleagues next to Alena, wondering whether his judgment of the members of the symphony orchestra was also bound by fixed ideas, whether he should take the initiative to say hello and introduce himself—— Or, is it too abrupt? What if Alena hadn't mentioned Ronan to her colleagues?

But between the flashes and flints, thoughts surged.

To get acquainted is an accident; to cooperate is to try; to be ambiguous is to cross the boundary.

However, neither of them has really entered each other's world, and suddenly each other's life has shown the tip of the iceberg without warning, but it is completely different, so how should they go further? Looking at the world with an open door not far away, my eyes are full of strangeness, close at hand and out of reach.

In just one interlacing of eyes, there is no need for words, but it has already changed the world.

Then,

The lady sitting next to Alena leaned over slightly and whispered something in her ear. Alena leaned over reflexively, and at the same time slightly covered the phone screen, and then covered the phone with the screen facing down. Go to the table, turn your head to meet the other person's line of sight, and listen carefully.

I'm not sure if it's because of the distance, and I can't see the specific eyes and expressions, but Ronan always feels that Alena seems to reveal a little sense of distance again, maintaining a friendly space.

The turbulent thoughts in Ronan's mind also cooled down a little. He looked back at Taylor and apologized again, "Sorry. You shouldn't look at your phone frequently while talking, it's really rude."

A text message and a look, all in the blink of an eye, Taylor didn't think much - and didn't have time to let his thoughts spread, Taylor shook his head slightly, "I completely understand. Everyone seems to be inseparable from My own mobile phone, in fact, I am also in the same situation."

Taylor leaned forward slightly, "Besides, I'm still addicted to social networks, and I have to constantly check my Twitter and Facebook, and recently added a photo wall, and my mobile phone is almost always in my attention. Even if I know I am addicted to it, I still can't quit it."

"That's why people say that Internet addiction has evolved into mobile phone addiction." Ronan responded with a faint smile.

Taylor opened his mouth and nodded exaggeratedly, "Yes, yes." Then he drooped his head in frustration, "Actually, I always hoped that I could quit social networking and not be addicted to it, but it is really too difficult."

"Everyone is like this." Ronan said with a smile, "We all hope that we can keep calm and calm, and don't change ourselves because of other people's eyes. No one can please everyone, but the existence of social networks makes those The sound is amplified and directly in front of our eyes, how can we easily ignore it?"

Inadvertently, Ronan glanced in Alena's direction, but quickly took it back.

"In the final analysis, we all hope that someone likes us." Ronan's words were light and warm, without any great reason, just a soft sigh, but revealed the wisdom of life.

Taylor couldn't help but stare at Ronan again. Thoughts were raging in her mind at first, and then it went blank. She just watched Ronan quietly. The sound of her heart beating gradually amplified in her ears. She tried to say something, but nothing came. A blank mind without any thoughts.

However, watching the smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth, the curvature of the corner of his own mouth also rose to a similar appearance.

buzz buzz.

buzz buzz.

At this moment, Ronan's cell phone rang directly, it was not a text message but a phone call, and he returned to reality after a short eye contact before he had time to look carefully.

The rhythm and atmosphere were interrupted in an instant. Taylor lowered her eyes in a panic, stroked her hair unconsciously again, and quietly raised her eyes to look at Ronan's expression. She faintly felt her cheeks getting hot, but she was helpless at the moment , deep in my heart I can only hope that Ronan will not find out.

Ronan really didn't notice it, he paused for a moment, he just felt rude, he didn't expect the incoming call at all.

Before Ronan could speak, Taylor made an invitation gesture and showed a big smile, "It must be something urgent, otherwise I wouldn't have called directly."

Ronan didn't know how to explain it, so he opened his phone and took a look——

Not Alena, but...Johnny Quaid.

broker?

Ronan's brows frowned slightly, the agent called at this time, what was it for?

Their partnership was still in its infancy, and Ronan didn't know Johnny well, so he couldn't judge the priority of the matter, but he still looked up at Taylor, "Sorry, it's the manager."

Taylor suddenly realized - he took it for granted that the text message just now should be the agent, and he relaxed without noticing it, the smile on the corner of his mouth was obviously much lighter, and he quickly gestured, "Then there must be something, no matter what, Answer the phone first."

Ronan nodded slightly, said "Sorry" again in a low voice, and connected the call, "Johnny, this is Ronan talking."

"Ronan, are you having lunch with Taylor Swift?" Johnny's voice was like a rushing river.