Six Hundred Fifty Put Into Action

Accidents collide with accidents, things go off track like this, and then they are involved in the stormy waves like this.

Such absurdity and such a coincidence made Alena realize that all her entanglements were meaningless, because she had already made a choice deep in her heart, and her struggle was just resisting that strange impulse and enthusiasm. Her hesitation was just because it was her first time in such a state and mood, a little bit of fear and timidity made her unable to easily make a decision.

But in fact, such an off-track state itself has already explained too many problems. In fact, they have long been unable to get rid of the whirlpool.

So she took action.

When Ronan left his seat to go to the bathroom, Alena also left his seat and took a brave step.

Alena didn't expect her boldness, even recklessness. When she left her seat, her knees trembled slightly, and a thin layer of sweat leaked from her palms, but her beating heart drove her footsteps unwaveringly. Moving forward persistently, and then came to the bathroom like a stalker.

Alena has never done such a thing, so when she stood in front of the men's bathroom, the reason in her mind was still screaming crazily:

leave! leave leave leave!

However, that strange stimulation and excitement fanned the wings of the butterfly in the lower abdomen, spinning like a hurricane, and excited uncontrollably.

There is a thrill of breaking taboos.

Even though reason is screaming "Leaving is the wise choice", but the footsteps are still standing at the door of the men's bathroom, and the heart seems to be about to jump out.

Waiting makes people look forward to and makes people irritated. To be precise, waiting makes people crazy, and then all the disturbing thoughts in their minds are all entangled.

She's really not happy—

Not because of Taylor, she swears that she has absolutely no cranky thoughts, no doubts about their relationship and no needless jealousy, but because of her loss of control and confusion.

She doesn't like that she deviates from the normal track, and she doesn't like the appearance of being nervous, apprehensive, afraid and frightened. She doesn't like her procrastination and indecision the most.

Although the footsteps have always stood in place and did not leave, the joy of anticipation is also surging in the lower abdomen, but the thought of negation has never stopped, it seems that every breath is regretful and resisting,

The feeling of vacillation made Alena fall into a state of tug-of-war.

But, the moment he saw Ronan's eyes, everything was fine.

Those eyes are clear blue, as vast and deep as the Aegean Sea, and there is always a slight smile in the depths of the eyes, like the sparkling waves falling on the sea in the summer morning, time is hidden in the light and shadow People can't help staring in a daze at the settled stories, but just want to listen quietly. The sound of the wind, the sound of the waves, and the slightly hot sunlight on the surface of the skin are deeply intoxicated.

She likes that there is always a faint halo in Ronan's eyes, revealing a little warmth, which makes people want to reach out and touch them lightly.

Really feel the temperature of the soul.

With just one look, all worries, unease, and fears... all negative emotions will dissolve and disintegrate, and they are no longer important.

Alena's eyes were focused and indulged, a little greedily immersed in it.

Ronan was slightly stunned, apparently he hadn't recovered from the unexpected meeting, and there were countless question marks in his mind:

When did Alena arrive in Los Angeles? Because of what? Why didn't you tell yourself before? Why did you suddenly decide to say it again? What was she doing here with the band members this morning? What were they chatting about just now? Can he go over and say hello? Should he come over and say hello?

Why did Alena appear at the door of the men's bathroom? what's going on? Because of Taylor? So, should he explain the ins and outs? However, there was no sign of text messages back and forth just now, why are you suddenly excited now? Was there another accident outside?

Like...paparazzi?

buzz buzz.

There are so many thoughts surging in my mind, it is really difficult to sort out a thread in a short time, there are too many question marks to communicate but not enough time to sit down and start a conversation, the result is the first word that comes to my mouth One sentence is beyond my imagination.

"Did you know this is the men's bathroom?"

As soon as the words came out, the smile on the corner of Ronan's mouth rose slightly, realizing the ridicule of his words; a smile also appeared in Alena's eyes, and her cheeks blushed slightly.

Alena nodded slightly, "I know." Then she looked at Ronan, "If not, you might be in some trouble."

If it's a ladies' bathroom, then Ronan's position is...

"Ha." Ronan couldn't control it, and burst out laughing softly. The eyes of the two met, and there was a brisk light in both eyes.

Then, the eyes were intertwined like this, the curvature of the mouth gradually calmed down, but he didn't speak any more, just stared at each other's eyes, letting the silence spread between the two, but there was no embarrassment or jerky feeling at all. On the contrary, you can feel the gradual warming of the air.

Butterfly flutters its wings slowly in the chest cavity.

It's not because I'm silent because I'm unfamiliar, but because there are too many thoughts surging in my mind, and the topics I want to ask and communicate have overflowed, but they are entangled like messy wool balls, and I don't know what to do for a while. What to say, just a surge of emotion.

Then he settled down and calmed down between the intersection of eyesight, as if those countless question marks were no longer important, just indulged in the turbulence of this moment, letting his emotions spread in the air, invisible tentacles seemed to be slowly entangled stand up.

So, it became quiet.

Like fools, the two stood at the door of the men's bathroom, watching each other quietly, but neither of them spoke.

The scene is a bit funny.

If someone passed by or came to the men's bathroom at this time, and suddenly saw the two mummies stiff in place, they should be frightened and incontinent on the spot, and then tomorrow's "Los Angeles Times" headline on the front page will be: Two ancient Egyptian mummies discovered in a private club The Mummy, the "Raiders of the Lost Ark" story unfolds in Los Angeles!

Naturally, Ronan and Taylor's scandal should be ignored.

Thinking about it this way, it seems pretty good.

The air is surging.

In fact, the corridor at the entrance of the bathroom in the club is spacious enough without any sense of crampedness. The slightly scorching air pervades the air, but when the two of them stare at each other, they seem to be able to feel that the space is being compressed and narrowed. That sense of urgency caused the air to boil, and even the breathing rhythm became chaotic.

But no one knew what was going on.

Of course, no one cares.