"Sorry, Ryan." Natalie spread her hands and said helplessly, "This house has three bedrooms, but only one bed, so you can only sleep in the living room..."

"Okay, it's more comfortable than sleeping on the floor." Ryan felt the couch, with moderate softness and hardness.

"Or...you can go to the hotel..."

"Nate!"

Ryan's face turned dark in an instant, and his clothes were still hanging in the bathroom. Now when he goes to a hotel like this, he will definitely make the front page headlines.

I am not the kind of person who doesn’t even want to be shameless in order to make headlines!

"Of course, there is another option..."

Natalie obviously did it on purpose. At this time, she smiled more beautifully than Rose. "Ryan, we haven't had a good chat for a long time. It just so happens that we have time tonight..."

As she said that, she walked straight into the kitchen without waiting for Ryan to nod. After a while, she walked out with a coffee pot and a few snacks.

The strong coffee aroma is refreshing just by smelling it, the thin shortbread is sweet and delicious, and the egg tart is not freshly baked, but the browned color is attractive enough.

"Well... the skills are good!" Ryan ate a slice of shortbread and took another sip of coffee.

Needless to ask, the shortbread must be Mrs. Shelly's masterpiece, and Natalie's cooking skills are no better than Ryan.

"Take your feet aside." Natalie patted Ryan's legs and sat beside him, "I'll agree first, Ryan, don't argue with me tonight."

"Okay." Ryan nodded, but in fact he had already faded his quarrel.

Natalie took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the sofa like Ryan. Although the two of them had many differences, they also had many common topics, especially when talking about their common experiences over the years, they always laughed.

"Have I told you, Ryan? When I was in the first grade, the teacher asked my father what job he did. I said, 'Dad's job is to make women pregnant'. The teacher was frightened and called the house specifically. Only then did he know that my father was a gynecologist."

Speaking of this, Natalie seemed to have less smiles, "It's a pity that Dad is not his former father anymore. He is too strict."

Looking at Natalie who was a little lost, Ryan didn't say anything. Even if the relationship between the two is good, the wisest choice is not to express opinions on this kind of private matter that belongs to the family.

"How is your rehearsal of Anne's Diary?" Ryan changed the topic.

"It will be a performance this month."

Moving down, Natalie fell into the other side of the sofa. "Ryan, can you watch my premiere then?"

"I'm afraid this won't work."

Ryan estimated the time. This month was the busiest time for the promotion of "Titanic". "You know, Nat, after the crew passed through North America, they had to go to Europe and the Far East."

"You are always so busy!" Natalie threw a piece of crispy cake into her mouth. The bite made a loud noise, and then asked, "It is said that the box office of Titanic exceeded 100 million in the first week. Is it true?"

"Hmm~" Ryan nodded, got up and filled himself and Natalie's coffee cups, "It's less than 110 million dollars."

"Wow, you'll make a lot of money by saying that." Natalie deliberately knocked her head, showing off her look like a vicious blackmailer. "I think about it, what gift should I need?"

"Luxury house? Sports cars? Famous watches? Jewelry? Or bags?" Ryan asked weakly in cooperation.

"I'm not those vulgar girls in Hollywood." Natalie's eyes turned and she changed her playful tone, "Hey, Ryan, to be honest, have you used these things to coax girls?"

"Of course...no!" Ryan denied without hesitation.

"Where is that cheerleader?" Natalie asked.

"What cheerleader?"

"Just the one your classmate mentioned when I went to Southern California last time, wasn't she pursuing you?" Natalie suddenly leaned closer, her eyes wide open, staring at Ryan tightly.

"Come on, Nat." Ryan waved his hand dissatisfiedly, "You don't know, I don't like that kind of big skeleton woman."

Natalie shrugged and said nothing more. She naturally knew Ryan's aesthetic view.

Just like in the past, the topic of chatting between the two has shifted from economy to politics, from humanities to geography, and will definitely shift to the film aspect in the end. The focus is naturally on the popular "Titanic".

"Well, Ryan, I understand that only tragedy can touch people's hearts and become classics more likely." The two of them were naturally imaginative when they chatted, and the questions Natalie asked were also irrelevant. "If... I mean, if Jack and Ruth could survive, would they become happy couples?"

"Definitely not!" Ryan gave a negative answer without thinking.

"Why?" Natalie was very surprised.

"Nate, think about the personalities of the two people in the movie. There is definitely no problem with the short and passionate love between them, but what about being together for a long time? Do you think they will really last forever?"

"It seems...it seems to make some sense." Although he thought it was a fallacy, Natalie nodded.

"So, one of them must die to serve the whole movie and show a different view of movie love - to live for love!" What Ryan said was just his own understanding.

"Well, Mr. Jack Dawson." Natalie smiled and stuffed the crispy into Ryan's mouth. "What if you were Carl, what do you think of his love with Ruth?"

"Look?" Ryan swallowed the shortbread with Natalie's aroma into his stomach and said, "If I were Carl, and I was in such an era, I would throw him into the Atlantic Ocean to feed the fish!"

"What a terrible view of love!" Natalie opened her mouth exaggeratedly and suddenly asked, "What about life?"

"Do you know, Nat."

Ryan supported himself to look more imposing. "There are many cement piers under the estuary of the Hudson River, and it doesn't matter if there are more. If someone dares to seduce my girlfriend..."

"The possessiveness of a big man!" Natalie wrinkled her nose and hummed a few disdainfully.

"So, Jack and Ruth can only be fantasy characters in the movie." Ryan leaned back on the sofa, "Carl is the real person, the people who belong to society."

"If your fans know what you think, they will definitely be disappointed."

"Will you tell them?"

"Of course not!"

"Nate, are you interested in traveling around the world after the filming of "Star Wars"?" This was an agreement they made several years ago.

"Where to go? Could it be Africa?" Natalie's eyes narrowed with a smile.

"As long as you don't mind the cannibals." Ryan pinched his chin and thought, "How is the Far East?"

"Far East? Yes, let's go to China to have a look. I have learned Chinese for so long and haven't used it much..."

The two of them chatted like this one by one. I don’t know when, Natalie yawned and leaned on him. Ryan had been traveling for almost a day during the day and was already tired. While sleeping, she subconsciously wrapped Natalie in the blanket and used to print her forehead.

Perhaps she was really tired, Natalie slept very heavily, and she returned to the day in 1989 in her sleep, and the moment when the bicycle hit someone. It was just a coincidence that she and the person she was hit not only met and became her best friend.

The picture flashed through the dream like a movie...

The two of them faced their foreheads, and they had a dispute like a bull, but they refused to give in to each other; they sat on the beach of Long Island with their backs, quietly admiring the sea and sky; they faced the vicious remnants of the Nazis, and could only escape in a panic...

Finally, the boy who grew up with her and who would give her two phone calls and one letter a week grew up with her not very strong body, covering her body in the rain of bullets, and swearing that she would not be hurt.

Everyone has their own feelings, everyone has their own world, and from that day on, she strengthened her confidence.

Because he always felt a stone pressing on his chest, Ryan was very uncomfortable sleeping. He woke up just now and in a daze, he could feel a woman lying on his body. He had developed a habit for a long time, and his lips were gently printed on his white and smooth forehead.

However, at the moment of contact, he realized that something was wrong. It was not Nicole's taste, but Nat...

Nat! Ryan immediately came back to his senses.

Natalie's face was right in front of her eyes, and there were faint marks on her forehead. A few brown hair floated up with her breathing and brushed on her cheeks. It was numb and itchy, as if it could penetrate the heart.

This is the person she longed for the most in her previous life! She has grown up and has become the real Natalie Portman!

This is...my Nat!

Morning was the easiest time to get impulsive, and Ryan printed another kiss on Natalie's forehead.

But when his lips left Natalie's forehead, the blue eyes hit the pair of brown eyes. The two eyes had a silent confrontation. Ryan pulled the corner of his mouth awkwardly. Just as he was about to explain something, he found that Natalie's eyes closed again.

The pair of extremely bright big eyes closed again. The difference is that the long eyelashes are trembling, as if they are telling the owner's uneasy mood, and as if they are deliberately touching the heartstrings.

Natalie's heart was trembling like her eyelashes. She understood her feelings and could also guess some of Ryan's feelings for her. The people she loves should be together instead of leaving regrets...

She bit her lower lip and raised her small head slightly.

Looking at Natalie's closed eyes and slightly raised face, it means something that goes without saying. If Ryan can't even understand this, he should really pour himself into a cement pier.

Although he could only be considered a last resort when it comes to guessing a woman's thoughts, he also understood that Natalie had already developed feelings for herself, and now as long as it is printed, everything will come naturally.
Chapter completed!