Eight Hundred and Thirty-Six Weird Habits

New York, where the cold wave passed through, became quiet at midnight. The wet streets, the rich night, and the silent high-rise buildings are a bit strange and cold. However, Rooney-Mara was a little uneasy and could not calm down.

"One Person's Concert" ended an hour ago, but when I closed my eyes, those fragmented melody fragments continued to revolve in my mind, and they revolved again and again, and I couldn't forget them for a long time. Turning her head, in the empty new apartment, the moving boxes were neatly placed, still waiting to be unpacked, but Rooney had no urge to do it at all, thought for a moment, picked up her coat, and left the house.

After Christmas, Rooney finally made up her mind to leave Los Angeles and come to New York.

Rooney's family has a strong influence on the east coast of the United States. Her grandfather is the owner of the New York Giants, and her maternal grandfather is the founder of the Pittsburgh Steelers. In order to get rid of the influence of the family, when she decided to become an actor, Rooney chose Headed to Los Angeles to start a career as an actor on the sunny West Coast, the most prosperous city in the movie industry.

But the ups and downs of the past six years, until the rise of the "social network", Rooney has gradually grown tired of Los Angeles.

The art circles in the two cities are actually quite similar. In the final analysis, various Vanity Fair rules are at work; and compared with New York, Los Angeles is more impetuous, more vain, and more prosperous, and no one wants to calm down and devote themselves to artistic creation. On the contrary, New York, which is always cold and arrogant, still retains a pure land of art.

So Rooney came back. Three days ago, she officially moved back to New York. However, instead of stopping in prosperous places such as Long Island or the Upper East Side, I chose a vulgar, civilian, chaotic, colorful, close, friendly, and sharp art corner like Greenwich Village to find an apartment.

Just the second day after returning to New York, the "One Man Concert" news event broke out.

Renly Hall, the actor who talked on Telluride nights, the actor who mused quietly on the streets of Seattle, the actor who missed the Oscars for the movie and shaved his head, Rooney will not deny, She was also a little curious, with a hint of criticism, criticism, and expectation. Recalling the memory fragments of the two people chatting alone, Rooney decided to go to the scene to verify in person.

Coincidentally, on the night of the 16th, a party was held at home and a group of celebrities were invited to attend. Rooney could use this as an excuse to escape. So, early in the morning, Rooney went to Madison Square Garden in person to line up to buy tickets.

In the process of queuing, Rooney imagined the form, appearance, specifications, etc. of the concert, and even the performance of Renly singing and dancing on the stage. To be honest, it was a bit funny; but in fact, all her guesses were wrong. Now, the actual concert presents an aura and style beyond imagination, those melodies that reverberate deeply in my mind and imprints that are deeply imprinted in the soul,

Truly turns an instant into an eternity.

Put on earplugs, play music, "Don Quixote" this album, the first track is "Cleopatra", the cheerful melody comes to mind, naturally, Rooney can think of the audience The scene of 20,000 spectators applauding collectively is mighty and vigorous. Even the spectacular and shocking meteor shower is not enough to describe one ten thousandth of the excitement.

Now it's playing digital, she just bought it on iTunes when she gets home tonight; but now, she wants to buy a physical album, a real album, if the touch of her fingertips will feel any different.

After walking around for a few streets, I couldn't find a record store that was open 24 hours a day; out of the corner of my eye, I saw a supermarket on the corner of the street. With the mentality of giving it a try, I entered the supermarket and went straight to selling albums. and the area for books, and then... found. She found it.

Everything is the same as imagined, but everything is not the same as imagined. Rooney searched for a long time on the cover, and then found the bulletin board hidden in the background wall, "Renly-Hall", that hidden existence seems to be a secret code, only the Don Quixotes found in between.

She loves little details like this. As a singer, so is he; as an actor, so is he. She felt that that guy was really a strange existence, he was only twenty-two years old, how could he have the whole world in his head? This reminded her of how she felt when she read "One Hundred Years of Solitude": she was always curious, always amazed, and always explored.

The music from the earphones just happened to be playing "Budapest", and she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe, jumping and dancing lightly, as if she was shuttled between the castle and the river in Budapest, obviously wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, There were still a pair of white canvas shoes on her feet, but she felt that her skirt was flying up, and the smile on the corner of her mouth rose gently and gently.

The supermarket in the middle of the night is empty and quiet, but it is not an empty city. The life atmosphere of tea, rice, oil and salt makes people enjoy it. Maybe it was because of the supermarket, maybe it was music, maybe it was both, Rooney's irritability gradually subsided, she realized that her apartment was still empty, and she was wandering in the supermarket now, then, Why not go shopping?

Bought toiletries, cleaning supplies, and daily necessities... Rooney didn't even have time to buy food. The basic supplies alone filled the cart. When she passed the cleaning supplies shelf, she thought Get up and forget to buy laundry detergent.

"Huh", Rooney pushed the cart and ran fast, sprinting as hard as she could, and then her feet lifted off the ground, and the whole person flew up, humming a moving melody, and before she knew it, she seemed to have returned to the concert again. , swinging freely. It's such a joyous night. But then, joy begets sadness.

When turning into the laundry detergent aisle, from a distance, Rooney saw a person sitting cross-legged on the ground with a cart next to him, leaving most of the aisle space enough for another cart to pass smoothly. The problem was that Rooney was driving at a high speed, and the direction of the front of the car was slightly out of control. She quickly jumped off and braked with both feet, but even so, she collided with the other cart.

"Sorry, really sorry."

Rooney couldn't help grinning, her face full of apology, and said repeatedly. Fortunately, the little brother sitting cross-legged was not only not angry, but also politely moved the cart to the side, and Rooney was even more grateful.

Carefully came to the shelf and started to choose laundry detergent, but she encountered a problem. Looking at the laundry detergents of different shapes but indistinguishable, Rooney was a little stunned, "Do you need a little help?" At the voice of the inquiry, Rooney nodded subconsciously, "Oh, that would be better."

He took off his earplugs, raised his head, and saw the man in front of him.

The eyebrows are sparse, the eyes are like stars, the corners of the mouth are slightly pursed, vigorous but elegant and calm, "boy", this is the first word that pops up in Rooney's mind, and then Rooney captures the surprise and astonishment in the man's eyes, as if Seeing their own appearance, both of them were slightly stunned, obviously not expecting such a situation:

In the aisle of a supermarket, near midnight, he and she, two acquaintances, meet again.

So Rooney made a serious joke, "I want to know, which laundry detergent won't hurt your hands? You know, there's a chemical ingredient that can hurt your skin." Then she nodded and stretched out. Out of his hands, "You know, women are always in trouble, and they need to worry about this and that."

Renly also responded to the joke seriously, "Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten that you are a woman."

Between the lines of sight, the curvature of the corners of the mouth is so similar - after a moment's pause, both of them rose up, and the lowered eyelids concealed the surging smiles, as if two people were standing in front of a mirror, looking at their own projections.

After the laughter, Rooney's eyes fell on the earplugs in her hands, her head tilted, her eyes squinted, "Thank you for tonight's performance. You gave an unforgettable performance. Honestly, I will start now. I'm a little confused, maybe, you should be a better singer than an actor."

Rooney was joking, but she put on a serious face, her eyes very sincere. She was even more curious about how Renly would respond? Especially after the garden miracle tonight.

Renly's eyes swayed back and forth, as if thinking, "Well, should I understand that tonight's tickets are worth the price? Or that you have watched my movie before and are now regretting your original movie. ticket?"

"..." A group of crows flew by, this was an absolute cold joke, Rooney looked at Renly blankly, pursed her lips, lowered her head, and laughed sullenly.

"The humor just now was really bad, right?" Renly's voice came over. Rooney held back her laughter too hard, but she still didn't forget to nod her head in agreement. Renly then said, " Can I do it all over again now?"

The sincere question made Rooney laugh even more, and she had to use the strength of her hands to avoid laughing, "Very good, then we should change the subject: did you watch the concert tonight?"

Rooney covered her cheeks with her hands, and murmured a few times before she withdrew her hands, "You should know that the turning point of this topic is extremely blunt, right?"

Renly raised his eyebrows slightly, "You should also know that I'm not in the best shape today, right?"

Rooney restrained her smile, but her eyes were still full of smiles, "Yes, anyone who has experienced such a wonderful concert should be exhausted by this time."

"Oh, no, that's not what I meant." Renly seemed to understand Rooney's words, "I mean, it's not a date day, I'm not ready for a date, I forgot the touch of humour and gentleness. at home."

Rooney's eyes fell on the corner of Renly's mouth, and Renly's eyes fell on Rooney's eyes, and at the same time there was a hint of tacit slyness. .

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