The cold winter is bitter and the wind is rustling, and the whole world disappears in a hazy halo. It looks so close but so far away. On the empty streets, you can occasionally hear the roar from a distance, but it is more and more accentuated. Thanks to the quiet and peaceful surroundings of Greenwich Village, it is nothing like New York.

Standing at the intersection of the traffic lights, waiting for the red light to turn into the green light, the raging wind swept across, even if the coat was pulled up, but the thin coat could not keep out the cold after all, and a chill began to flow up from the sole of the foot; No other people can be seen around the quiet intersection, and there is an illusion in the trance: the illusion that the world is only one person.

Looking up, the surrounding skyscrapers are soaring into the clouds. The lights are brightly lit, and bright halos are engulfing in the vast expanses of night, intertwined with each other, like a light and high spider web, The night is strictly intercepted on the spot, forming another solitary place isolated from the world.

There is a story hidden behind every light, but none of them belong to him.

The red light turns to the green light.

Withdrawing his sight and thoughts, taking a step forward, pulling the erected collar, quickly walked across the zebra crossing, followed the direction of memory, and continued to move forward, but... it turned out to be in the wrong direction. Fortunately, Greenwich Village is a slapped place. After making a small circle in the cold wind, the apartment was already near before my head started to get a headache.

He climbed up the steps, but did not stop on the second floor. He walked all the way to the third floor, knocked on the door gently, as if he had completely forgotten where the key was, and quietly waited for a response.

After waiting for a short while, the sliding door was pulled horizontally, and the figure of Matthew Dunlop appeared in front of his eyes. It was close to midnight, and Matthew changed into a dark blue checkered pajamas. His neat hair was a little messy, and he didn't take care of it neatly, but his spirit was still awkward, and he didn't feel lazy or sleepy.

"Can I stay here tonight?"

Lan Li said, but after speaking, he scratched his hair, seemingly embarrassed and embarrassed, "Neil has a visitor tonight, I don't want to spoil his date night; the night before, I took the Stanley home My kitchen has made a mess, I think, he shouldn't welcome my visit."

"Joel and Ethan... the soundproofing effect of the hotel they live in is really terrible. I'm sure that someone in the next room should have called for special services last night." He spread his hands helplessly and shrugged. Shrugged, "I originally planned to ask the secretary at the front desk in the recording studio if he could stay overnight, but unfortunately...I am not her type, she prefers the type of Carey Mulligan."

"So..." Lan Li wrinkled her nose and looked into the room behind Ma Xiu, "Can I stay here for one night tonight? I promise, it only takes one night. Tomorrow, tomorrow...erh. , It's tonight." At the end of the words, it seemed to be embarrassing.

Since the filming of "Drunk Country Folk Songs" began, Lan Li has never returned to live in his own home. He spends nights at different friends' houses every night, and insists on sleeping on the sofa and even the floor. Wandering in Greenwich Village in an unsettled way, time seems to have returned to the sixties, the era of wandering around the world.

Before, Lan Li spent two nights at Matthew's house.

To be honest, Matthew couldn't understand Lan Li's choice.

Why can staying at different friends' houses help character understanding? Why do you constantly beg your friends to borrow to help you enter the role state? More importantly, why is Lanli in a state of embarrassment and despair every day, which can help the filming of the movie?

The man in front of him was not the Renly familiar to Matthew.

Although the arrogant coldness still radiates from the inside to the outside, even if it is asking for help, the tone is always with a hint of pride and nobleness. This is definitely not the right attitude to ask for someone; but the cramps and anxiety between the eyebrows and the depths of the eyes are exposed. Because of the lack of confidence deep in his heart, and even some panic and embarrassment, the embarrassment that was revealed inadvertently was not what Lan Li had in his impression.

Matthew still remembers that when he was in elementary school, Lan Li was reading "Love/Scripture" in the classroom. The conservative teacher was so startled that he was almost choked by his own saliva, but Lan Li was still around. Calm and calm; Later, at the request of the teacher, Lan Li took the books to the principal's office, still with a calm face, without any concealment.

That kind of uprightness from the depths of the soul is the real pride.

But the most amazing part is that Renli is still Renli. Between speech and behavior, Lan Li did not confuse reality at all. Filming is filming, recording is recording, life is life, and the names of those friends are all accurate; the only difference is that... it’s not Lan Li standing in front of you, and It's Levine.

It seems that Levine Davis is now living in Greenwich Village, and then dove into the magpie's nest and enter the life of Lan Li.

Matthew didn't know whether the adjective "wonderful" was correct, because it was too weird and too ridiculous.

But... Matthew accepted Lan Li's choice. This is Lan Li, everything seems to be taken for granted, never understand but never refuse, this seems to be the right way to open.

"Of course. No problem." Matthew nodded, stepped aside, and invited Lan Li into the room.

He glanced at Lan Li’s wet jacket, and then noticed the shoes on his feet that had soaked a small part of it. He shook his head gently, without complaining, but instructed, "Change a pair of slippers, shoes. You can put it next to the radiator to bake it, and you can continue to wear it tomorrow. Do I still need to go to the recording studio tomorrow? Or do I need to start shooting again?"

Lan Li took off his shoes, and also took off the soaked socks. The shoes were placed next to the radiator, but his steps did not stop. "I'll go in and wash up. You don't like things being left littered everywhere. , I remember." Lan Li smiled at Matthew, and then disappeared to the bathroom door.

"Dinner?" Matthew asked in a loud voice.

"What do you have? Just give me something to fill my stomach." Lan Li's voice came over, and then only the sound of water was heard.

Matthew tilted his head, after all, he was still not used to it.

The tone and content of the speech, the habit and way of action, both inside and out were not familiar Lan Li. He suddenly felt a bit of a headache, and strongly suspected that he would start schizophrenia if he continued thinking, and he couldn't help but complain. "No wonder everyone says actors are crazy."

When Lan Li came out of the shower, he could see Matthew sitting at his desk reading a book. Before falling asleep every day, Matthew has the habit of reading, which was cultivated since childhood and cannot be changed when he grows up.

When I turned my eyes, I saw the prepared dinner on the kitchen table, a plate of beef stew in red wine, garnished with a few boiled potatoes, two broccoli, and a handful of green beans. A small basket was placed next to it. Bread. It seems simple, but it is very rich.

The corner of Lan Li's mouth rose up and said jokingly, "God, Matthew, is this your dinner? I think you can marry."

"Go away." Matthew replied coldly without turning his head.

Lan Li pursed the corners of his mouth, but didn't care. He walked into the kitchen, and then heard the sound of ping-pong, which made Matthew roll his eyes. Sure enough, the attribute of "kitchen idiot" continued. Come down, before his kitchen is torn down, he had better ask aloud, "What do you need?"

"salt."

"It's already on the table."

"Oh."

Lan Li turned around and came to the table. Originally he was going to sit down and have a meal, but after thinking about it, he picked up the plate, held the fork in one hand, and started to eat directly. Such a simple and crude action is more suitable. Levine's living habits, and then noticed the calm and calm look in Matthew's eyes next to him, and there was still a hint of speechlessness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

Lan Li shrugged slightly and said lightly, "So, haven't you eaten in a folklore bar?" He raised his eyebrows at Matthew, and then looked around, "Do you have beer here?"

Matthew grinned his teeth secretly, and said, "Len Li-Hall!"

Goulash with red wine and beer? Such an American way of eating is simply beyond Matthew's bottom line.

Lan Li raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender, "Okay, okay, I see." Turning around, he started to spin around in the room, muttering in his mouth, "Isn't it just a bottle of beer?" "

Matthew stared at the plate in Lan Li’s hand steadily spinning around, always worried that the sauce might drip down, that would be a disaster, but Lan Li didn’t care and walked freely. Matthew was shocked at every step, and finally Lan Li finally stopped in front of the bookshelf~lightnovelpub.net~Matthew’s tolerance limit has reached its limit, and the words and phrases have been sharpened out of the teeth, seemingly sharp. Bi Lu, "Ren Li Sebastian Hall, I warn you, leave my bookshelf! Stay away from them."

"Are you warning Renly Hall, or are you warning Levine Davis?" Renly was still not slow.

Matthew was slightly stunned, and he could vaguely catch the slight smile in Lan Li's words, and then he saw Lan Li turn around, her eyes filled with mischievous light, and in an instant, there was a burst of nothingness. The feeling of powerlessness came surging. Even though he knew his next question would be very stupid, he still asked, "When did you notice?"

He noticed his uncomfortableness, and then deliberately created a prank, constantly challenging his bottom line.

Lan Li pursed the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly, "When the door is opened."

This is Lan Li, this is the Lan Li he is familiar with. But now, Matthew didn't know. He should first marvel at Lan Li's precise control and walk around the character and reality with ease, or should he first regret that he was fooled again. The pranks of this guy always make people. It's hard to guard against!