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    "Is this what you really mean?"

    "Yes!"

    Ye Wei stopped and turned around to look at her. Her tears made his voice slow down: "Amy, you are a good girl, but I just don't love you. That's all."

    "Why?" Amy stared at him with teary eyes, "Give me a sincere reason, and I will understand; if you say it's because you are a bastard, you know it, and I know it, that's not true. You just  If you deliberately don¡¯t know how to sing, you¡¯ve lied to yourself and you¡¯ve been reluctant to wake up.¡±

    "Don't make it sound like you know me very well. In fact, you don't know me at all." Ye Wei spread his hands and smiled, "Do you think you and I are a perfect match? Every girl who goes out with me thinks so. Why, because I am a  Master!"

    He pointed at his chest and smiled: "I can know what every girl wants, and then I give it to her. Women are very complicated, but women are also very simple. What she wants to say, listen to her; what she wants to hear, tell her.  She listens; she wants what she wants, and a woman falls in love with me, like you.¡±

    Amy's tears fell from her eyes, and she raised her hand to wipe them, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

    "No, you are very smart." Ye Wei shrugged, "You are also very cute, kind, virtuous, and idealistic So why don't I like it? You make me feel uneasy. I can't control you anymore. I give  But I know what you want, Amy, you want to get married, the 'happy wife, happy life' thing."

    Seeing her forced smile, he laughed: "Hahaha! Oh God, I mean, come on! You are 19 years old and I am 18 years old. What is wrong with you? You want to marry your husband and raise your children at a young age? Believe it or not?  Me, if you get married at 30, no one will tell you it¡¯s too late.¡±

    "And me! I worked very hard. I worked so hard and finally got the little bit of status I have now."

    Ye Wei said with a sneer, "You want me to live with you all year round? Yes, you are very beautiful, and I am very happy to be with you, but not to that extent, no girls came! That's why I just came on the night of the Golden Globe Awards  Hooking up with you. I just don¡¯t understand. Why are you guys so crazy? Am I having an illegitimate child?¡±

    ¡°I¡¯m just enjoying my youth! Having more than one date. And then every one of you.¡±

    His face was full of disdain, "blahblahblah, as if I'm not a saint, I'm guilty of a heinous crime, fuck! I'm not talking about celebrities. If you go to high school or college, there won't be many boys who are capable.  Dating? Not fucking a few girls? Tell me!¡±

    "Why is there a problem with me? I deserve to be a nerd, I deserve to have to work hard making movies 365 days a year, and only have one day off every four years! I'll go play some other day  , I became a bastard. Fuck you all!"

    He yelled, and his veins stood out ferociously: "I'm going to stop shooting, how about that!? I'm going to pick up girls right now, how's that!?

    If you want to leave, then leave.  Now I don¡¯t ask anyone, I can do whatever I like!  As for what you people say, I don't care whether I'm a genius or a bad guy.  You guys are so fond of blaming, blaming these fucking pop idols for taking drugs!  !  !  "

    "I can name many people." Amy's voice sounded very calm in the trembling side hall, with a sense of stubbornness: "I, I am a serious person. And you, the you before, the you this month, maybe you are the real one."  Of you. I don¡¯t date celebrities, except you, and I thought you were different, and I still think so.¡±

    Ye Wei smiled and laughed, shaking his head again and again: "I really wasn't who I was before, but I am who I am now, do you understand? The past was for the present, not for the past efforts. I couldn't go to the Golden Globe Awards,**  **Not you, Amy Rosen, now I can!"

    "You were better before, if we knew each other." Amy said, "We should have known each other long ago"

    "Thank you." Ye Wei took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, "Do you know what I want to do?"

    Amy didn¡¯t speak, her eyes were a little distracted.

    Ye Wei pressed her cell phone to dial, pressed the speaker mode, and after a few beeps to connect, she said: "My bitch, come to my place immediately, right now!"

    "Oh? Okay! Where?" Amber's confused and excited voice sounded. She had returned to Los Angeles from Texas a few days ago, and "All Boys Love Mandy Lane" was finished.

    After Ye Wei gave the address, he said: "Immediately."

    "Your Texas bitch, come now!" Amber gasped with excitement.

    Ye Wei ended the call and looked at Amy over there, "That's Amber Heard. She's just 20 years old, but she's much simpler. She's better at fucking than you. Her **** is simply? a black hole.  "

    "Haha." Amy laughed so helplessly that she sat down on the piano bench weakly, "What did you ask her to do, fuck her in front of me? So that I would give up on you?"

    She suddenly burst into tears and started sobbing: "Wei, you are right I am so tired. I want to settle down. I want to find a man I can rely on and give him all of myself. You are right,  I want to be a good wifehave a good husbandI can'tI can't fix you for too long, I have to find someone to lead me."

    "Amy, just go." Ye Wei whispered, looking away as she watched her hands tremblingly twisting and wringing her fingers, "What you want in a good family man is there, but not  I."

    "I know." Amy cried and nodded slightly, trying to wipe away her tears, but she couldn't. She stood up and walked along the piano, her steps staggering a little.

    Ye Wei looked at her again, this beautiful woman. She was wearing a short-sleeved loose white T-shirt and light blue cropped trousers. Her long brown slightly curly hair fell down her shoulders, her big eyes were clear, and her  Her face is soft, elegant, clear and stubborn, and her heartshe is so beautiful.

    He took a deep breath and followed her several steps away.

    Amy arrived at their bedroom, took her light red travel backpack, and packed up in the bedroom. She only took away a few things, a few books, a lipstick

    Ye Wei leaned against the door with his hands folded across his chest, looking at her silently.

    Amy walked out of the bedroom carrying her backpack and walked past him without saying a word.

    She arrived at the music room and took away her music score and songbook. She picked up a stack of sketches he drew for her, looked at them quietly for a while, and put them into her backpack.  She went to the video room, the kitchen, the back garden she looked around and took away nothing.  She went to the living room on the first floor and took a few of her small items and books from the TV cabinet and coffee table.

    Ye Wei just watched like this, and a text message from Amber came on his phone: "Rider, your horse has arrived." He did not reply.

    "Wei, then I'm leaving." Amy stood in front of the closed door with her backpack on her back and her handbag in hand, but she didn't move even a little bit. There was still a trace of hope in her eyes that had stopped crying.

    "Goodbye." Ye Wei said.

    Amy forced a smile again, tears welling up. She seemed to be smiling and crying: "You are very naive, Ye Wei. You are a coward who dare not face yourself. Now I am sure that you are not confused anymore, you are escaping. Regardless.  Is it me, or is it not me, there is someone you should face, but you don¡¯t, and you are willing to deceive yourself.¡±

    "Yes, I am a coward, a libertine, a fool, an emotional liar and a scoundrel. This is my type." Ye Wei laughed, "Do you understand?"

    "Yeah." Amy nodded, coward, libertine, airhead, swindlers, scoundrel, class.

    She walked up, kissed his lips, stared into his dark eyes, and said: "Wei, maybe I am not the one for you. If I am, if you are better, you can find me, find me after I am  That¡¯s okay until that person gets married.¡±

    "I can't." Ye Wei smiled, "Do you want me to send you off?"

    "No need." Amy took out a bunch of keys from her handbag, broke off one of the house keys, handed it back to him, then turned and walked out of the house.

    She opened the door and saw a young blond woman wearing a strapless low-cut black top and denim hot pants standing on the porch outside, Amber Heard. The other person was stunned, and her smile froze.

    Amy raised the corner of her mouth slightly, but said nothing. She walked towards the driveway of the front yard. When she crossed the lawn, she looked back and saw Amber Heard walking into the house. With a bang, the door  was closed.  She felt like she couldn't breathe, as if she was suffocating

    He didn¡¯t chase me out, and he didn¡¯t say with a smile: ¡°Today we are going to Disneyland!¡±

    "Goodbye." Amy breathed slowly and hard, walked to her Ford car, opened the door, put her backpack and handbag on the passenger seat, got in the car, and drove away.

    The white car was driving on the community street in the early morning. Through the windshield in front of the car, she looked at the road ahead. There was no passerby, and she suddenly felt like she had nothing.

    Many people have had this kind of moment.

    Like an old song

    "I like listening to old songs." He said, "Old songs that have experienced the baptism of time have a very unique charm. You can get in touch with the past, live in the present, and still look forward to the future."

    "Yes, yes!" She said heartily, "About that part of the past! Old songs have a sense of sedimentation that new songs don't have. Music lies in emotional resonance, and I think the resonance of old songs is much stronger than that of new songs. You  When listening to old songs, you will feelOver the years, how many people have"

    "How many people have gone through the same thing as you!"

    "Yes! I have experienced so many of the same things, and had so many of the same feelings. When listening to a song, the vast emotional accumulation is like a treasure."

    "Emmanu, I like you even more."

    "Me too, Weige."

    Amy turned the steering wheel, her thoughts drifting to an unknown place, and suddenly sang "Sexual Journey" softly:

    "To start a journey of feeling, to put my heart in a relaxed state

    Go start a journey of feelings and renew old memories

    Picked up my backpack, picked up my booking, spent every penny I could afford

    I am looking forward to it like a child

    I long to hear: ¡®Please all get on board!  ¡¯

    Seven o'clock, that's when we leave

    I will be waiting for the beautiful wonderland

    Counting every mile of railroad track, that brings me back

    I never thought my heart would be so nostalgic

    Now I think, why did you decide to go homeless?

    I want to start a journey of feeling

    An emotional journey home¡±
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