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Evan Bell looked at the lines of words on his phone, and the simplest lines of words, but his face turned pale bit by bit. Anne Hathaway's sad and painful struggle expression could clearly appear in his mind. What was he doing?

Life is like summer? Trying to pursue your own happiness? But is this the happiness he wants? Black Lively's haggard face and thin figure; Anne Hathaway's hesitation and pretending to be strong on the phone... Is he really pursuing his happiness, or is he singing this one-man show, but constantly tortures two women who love him deeply?

Those beautiful ideas for future happiness seem to be just Evan Bell's own wishful thinking from beginning to end. This idea is like a poisonous insect, beginning to gnaw on Evan Bell's heart, one, one after another.

Nata Li Portman was sitting on the sofa in her New York apartment, reading a book. She had just finished shooting of the "V-word Vendetta" and she needed a good rest. Suddenly, her cell phone rang. Nata Li Portman looked at the caller ID. It was Evan Bell. She hesitated for a moment and did not answer.

Since she found out that she was attracted to Evan Bell, Nata Li Portman cut off all contact with Evan Bell. Even at the Oscars, she had not spoken to Evan Bell. Apart from the news of the Evan Bell car accident in June, she called and asked, but there was no other connection. Nata Li Portman hoped that her reason would come back and not be blinded by emotions.

However, more than half a year has passed, and Nata Li Portman found that it is still difficult for her to do it. She always involuntarily pays attention to Evan Bell's news. Even if she doesn't take the initiative to inquire, when someone in the crew is chatting, her attention will always float over. The only thing that is thankful is that Nata Li Portman is very sure. Her heart gradually calms down. She believes that as long as she gives herself a little more time, everything will be fine. So she doesn't plan to answer Evan Bell's call.

The phone rang twice, and then it became quiet. But after a while, the phone rang at home. Nata Li Portman glanced at the landline, bit his lower lip, and did not leave. Soon, the answering machine performed its master's duties.

"Hello, this is Portman's house. Please leave a message if you have any questions. Beep."

The answering machine started to run, but there was no sound on the other end of the phone, only breathing. Nata Li Portman knew that it was Evan Bell.

"Nat, I need someone to talk." Evan Bell's voice was full of fatigue, calling out Nata Li Portman's nickname. This is Evan Bell that Nata Li Portman had never met before. She had no confidence, no ostentatiousness, no unruly or chic. She was just deeply tired.

"You should be still in the crew, just in time. If you hear it after you come back, don't continue listening, just delete it, haha." Evan Bell chuckled softly, but asked Nata Li Portman to put down the book in her hand. Although her reason told her not to answer the phone, the injured Evan Bell would be even more dangerous. But Nata Li Portman's emotions were saying that even if he didn't answer the phone, he could sit here and listen. It was okay, just listen, that's it.

"Oh, by the way, I heard that you shave a bald head recently for the new movie. It's very personality and much better than me. My greatest courage is to kiss a man, shave his head, yes, this is a bit difficult for me. I always feel that shaves like a fruit walking on the street, or even worse, haha." Although Evan Bell was joking, his voice was full of fatigue, which made Nata Li Portman pull the corner of his mouth. This time, she shaved a bald head in order to shoot the "V-word Vendetta Team", and the media yelled for a long time. She knew that

"I don't know when I can meet. I want to touch your bald head, I don't know what it feels like." This immediately made Nata Li Portman a black line. "It's a pity, I don't know when to meet again..." Evan Bale's voice lowered, without losing, just a little bit of dullness, but Nata Li Portman's heart twitched. "We haven't spoken for a long time. I know what should have happened. But not speaking does not mean we are not friends anymore, isn't it?"

"Because my emotions are out of control of reason, I fall in love with you, I must stay away from you and calm down. Otherwise, I will not be me." Nata Li Portman gave his own answer in his heart, paused, and said softly, "We are indeed friends."

Evan Bell on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, without saying anything, and suddenly sneered, as if he was self-deprecating. "Do you remember? You once said, I am not a good man, but you don't need to say it. I also know that I am not a good man. Originally, I thought I was changing towards a good man, but now it seems that I am not a good man." Evan Bell paused when he said this. "Nate, if your reason is still there, press the pause here and delete the message. Because I don't know, do I hope you hear this message..."

Nata Li Portman could clearly hear the chaos in Evan Bell's words, a chaos that he could not control himself. Nata Li Portman was startled and rationally told her that she should turn around and leave, or cut off the message, telling Evan Bell that she was here, and then stop the conversation. However, she couldn't do it, she was as if she had been cast in magic, and was standing still, unable to move.

The tape was still spinning without any sound. Evan Bell seemed to have left enough time for Nata Li Portman to cut off his message and delete it. After a while, Evan Bell's voice came out again, "Blake and I were dating, but at the same time fell in love with Anne, I hurt both of them. Haha, what a bad person I am. I also said with a shameless face that I love them both at the same time. Although this is the fact,... the harm has been caused, and I don't know if it can be saved."

With a "bang", the phone was disconnected. This time the recording seemed to have reached the time limit. But the shock in Nata Li Portman's heart was just beginning. She was not surprised that Evan Bale fell in love with Anne Hathaway and Black Livery at the same time, but that she was surprised that her guess was correct. This is why she didn't want to contact Evan Bale, because Evan Bale was like a black hole, pulling her over, and she was almost losing all her control. Now Anne Hathaway and Black Livery have lost control, and she doesn't want to be the third one.

The phone rang again, and the recorder started working again. Evan Bell started to talk about the Toronto Film Festival again, and then said, "You should continue to delete this recording, haha." The chuckle made Nata Li Portman clearly feel Evan Bell's helplessness and the pain deep in his heart.

Evan Bell continued, "I told them the matter. Black was right. I said I didn't want to hide them, so I confessed. But in fact, I was seeking self-salvation and passing my pain on them. For my selfish needs, I caused harm, and then put the wound in front of them without hesitation, and kept spreading salt on their wounds in the name of saying 'pursuing my own happiness'. I am indeed not a good man worth entrusting for my life."

Nata Li Portman was silent. She could hear pain from Evan Bell's voice. At the same time, Nata Li Portman knew that in a relationship, pain could not be transferred, and redemption did not exist at all, because true love would only torture both sides, torture them, and torture Evan Bell. Even if Evan Bell doesn't say it now, the facts have caused it. Anne Hathaway has fallen in love with Evan Bell, and the harm is destined. Evan Bell now speaks it directly, whether it is confession and decisive, or turns the long pain into short pain. This kind of cruelty of a hero cutting off his arm allows Nata Li Portman to see the deep bone-stricken wounds on Evan Bell.

"Maybe, I should let go, let Black go, and Anne go, and don't let them suffer anymore. After all, they are not wrong, I am the only one who is the bastard." Evan Bell sighed long. "After all, I am the one who makes them suffer while saying that he loves them and makes them suffer too much. Maybe, after letting go, bury all his emotions deep in his heart, and things will be fine."

Nata Li Portman shook her head. She knew that there was nothing right or wrong in love. Anne Hathaway and Black Lively just followed their emotions and fell into an ocean called Evan Bell. Even if Evan Bell broke up, they could not get out of this vast ocean. And she herself stood on the edge of this sea, shaking.

Another long silence, very long, made Nata Li Portman almost think that the recording time limit for the recorder was up again, or Evan Bell fainted. Then he heard Evan Bell whisper, "Maybe, I'm destined to be alone."

The deep fatigue and heaviness in Evan Bell's voice made Nata Li Portman's heart sank. She almost couldn't control herself. She rushed to the phone, answered the phone, and told Evan Bell: It's not like this, it's not like this. But her rationality finally suppressed the emotion of looking up. Then, the phone hung up.

Reason defeated emotions, but the price paid was deep heartache, just like lightning hitting himself suddenly. Nata Li Portman curled up on the sofa, staring at the landline quietly, and just like that, quietly.

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