One week North American box office

B-month 6-month 2, 204

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"Murder by Borrowing a Knife" - 1st place - 1st week - 18B family - lI413 - 3,362l1 - －fd6362ll

"Pig Head Walking in the Street" - No. 9 - Week 2 - 26 - Home (2) -,444 - 626971 - 14,415,32

"Big Man Napoleon" - No. 2 - Week 9 - 46 (2 - 6102 - B33I944 - 14,2437

"Wedding Time is Coming" - No. 2 - Week 2 - 4 (34) - I6B - 36,476 (6 - - - fd68662

On the 14th of the B month, a month has passed since the day of the breakage.

According to the original travel plan, the two should be traveling around Europe and enjoying their sweet youth, and then Asia, and return to the United States at the end of the month. That should be more

Brentwood, a bus stop next to the residential house on the eastern section of Sunset Avenue, the summer afternoon sun is still bright, the squirrels on the trees are busy on the trail, the beauty of flowers and plants is the same as before, and the breeze with the smell of the sea has not changed.

A fifteen or six-year-old girl was standing by the roadside. She was wearing a snow-white knee-length dress, a pair of light blue sandals under her feet, a beige Chanel handbag in her left hand, and a fresh lily in her right hand.

Her long hair was exposed and her forehead was tied with a ponytail, her beautiful face was lightly made up, her two heroic thick eyebrows, her straight nose, and her temperament was elegant and cool.

And those clear big eyes were looking at the intersection across the road, as if waiting for someone, but as time passed, a trace of melancholy flowed from time to time.

Suddenly, the girl vaguely heard a familiar cry from behind: "Lily" was so shocked that she was so immersed in her mind that she turned around and looked at... No one was just an illusion. She looked at the watch on her left wrist, looked at the blue sky, and continued to wait.

The young boys passing by will be attracted by the girl. When they walk far away, they will look back. Which bastard asked such a beautiful woman to wait for him?

"Sorry, I'm late and just rushed back from the school."

"School? Ahha, it's very interesting."

The girl was thinking about something, and raised the lily in her hand and sniffed it gently, and the faint fragrance was still there.

"Forget it, let's separate first, we all need space to re-examine our relationship."

"One answer, forget it, I don't like being friends with my ex-girlfriend. I won't talk about it anymore, I still have some things to do."

"The fourth article of IA Relations. No matter what the reason is, if one party wants to end the relationship, then... it will take three months to cool off. During those three months, we maintain a half-end state, don't make phone calls, don't contact, meet once a month, play together for a day, go to places where we used to play, and do what we used to do. After three months, three times, if we still want to end, it will end."

Does he still remember?

"Goodbye, my best friend, we met when we were nine or ten years old. We used to climb mountains and trees together, and we were both hurt by learning love and Ab's body and mind."

Brentwood, South Gretner Green Street, Ye family, in the boy's room, Ye Wei packed his luggage into the suitcase while singing "UONIN-TU-8.

Lev, who was sitting on the computer chair over there, sighed, and did not sing together with hip-hop like usual, with a little sad expression, and said, "I don't like your surprise very much. I suddenly want to be an exchange student in Canada. We finally finally went to high school."

Ye Wei threw a book "Playboy" on the bedside table to Lev and continued to sing: "Goodbye, my best friend, it's really hard to leave. When all the birds are singing in the sky, spring is filled with the air, and there will be cute girls everywhere. When I think of me, I will appear there."

Even my favorite readings could not motivate Lev's emotions, "Brother Wei, are you and Lily really separated? I'm sorry, please Connie and me..."

Ye Wei paused, turned around and walked towards the closet, and sang again: "We used to have happiness, fun, and sunshine seasons, but the time we climbed together has passed."

"What school is here?" Lev asked sighed.

"Wexford Art School, a public high school." Ye Wei finally replied in a speech. Lev said in shock: "Public high school?"

Ye Wei opened the wardrobe, took out some autumn and winter clothes, and replied: "The school has tried its best. You know, at this time, it is not easy to do one-to-one individual exchanges in such a short time, and art schools. Moreover, Canadian public schools are no worse than private ones, and some are even better. This high school is quite famous, and I have to study."

"Okay." Lev nodded and watched Ye Wei put the clothes into the box, "When will you come back? Are you back on the Homecoming Day?"

"I don't know, see what happened when I saw it." Ye Wei shrugged, "Man, what era is there? There is no need to be a difficult parting. If you want, we will talk video calls every day."

"Although you are very handsome, I don't have that interest either." Lev first thought about video calls from a girl, and then thought of a girl, and said in surprise: "Master Jiya didn't know that she called me yesterday and asked me about some school matters. She was very excited to go to school with us."

"So I haven't told her yet." Ye Wei raised his finger and shrewd, "Otherwise she suddenly stopped reading, and her grandfather Coppola must have trouble me."

At this time, a text message came from his private phone and took it out and opened it.

"Old Place", the girl put the lilies on the bushes on the roadside, took out her cell phone and flipped it up. There was no new text message, nothing.

It's already over. She ended it with her own hands that day, right?

"Do you know where to buy "Northern Light"? I can't find it."

In the text message sent by Emma Roberts, Ye Wei turned his head and asked Lev: "Does "Northern Light" be sold in your bookstore? Is this book sold out?"

"Who knows." Lev spread his hands in shock. It wasn't him who was managing the bookstore. "If it was an ordinary bestseller, I would definitely have it; unpopular books and out-of-print old books may not necessarily have it."

He suddenly knocked his nose and took out his mobile phone to call the bookstore. "What era has it been? Let me ask... Dad, is there any "Light of the North" sold in the store? Oh, Brother Wei, this book has nothing to do with selling out of stock. You need ten books."

"OK." Ye Wei understood that Emma had nothing to say, but this book was recommended by him, and she had a little responsibility for her purchase, so she replied: "You can go to the 'Elysee Bookstore of my friend Lev's house and look for it. This is the address, Westwood..."

"Do you have time to be my guide? I want to buy more books."

Looking at the text message, Ye Wei couldn't help but smile and said to Lev: "My man, your family is going to have a big income today." He replied: "You go first, call me 15 minutes before arrival." His house is only about ten minutes away from Lev's bookstore.

Less than half an hour later, Emma sent a text message saying that it was almost there. Ye Wei drove Lev to the "Elysee Bookstore" in Westwood. Lev, who had learned about the situation, refused to get off the bus and said that it would not be in the way and supported him in pursuit of a new relationship.

"Hi VIY, it's great that you can come. I'm very interested in buying books today and want to hear your opinions."

On the quiet street outside the bookstore, when she saw Ye Wei get out of the car and walk, Emma walked towards him happily. She wore a leisurely T-shirt and jeans, drew her eyebrows and applied light lipstick. She seemed to be trying hard to look mature, but she was still so petite.

"It's not just opinions, but also discounts." Ye Wei smiled at her and took the lead in walking into the small bookstore. He has been here since he was a child. He looked like another nest of his own. After entering the store, he smiled and greeted Lev's father behind the account, and Voltaire, a flower cat that was kept in the bookstore.

When he saw Emma behind him, Voltaire jumped onto her shoulders, Emma, ​​who was not afraid of cats, teased him.

"Are you here to buy books or cats?" Ye Wei asked.

"Buy a book." Emma smiled pursed.

"Take the "Northern Light" you want." Ye Wei walked in front of the sales bookshelf nearest to the door, took her a new book that was unopened, and asked, "What other book do you want to buy?" Emma couldn't say it for a moment: "Do you have any recommendations?"

Ye Wei thought about it, "The recent new books are all here. How about old books? How about unpopular books? Unpopular but very interesting."

"Of course I just want that kind of book." Emma nodded hurriedly.

"Come with me, let's be a bookkeeper." Ye Wei took her to several rows of bookshelf in the bookstore. These were all old books of different years, some of which were quite rare. Lev's father took time to buy them back, so the prices were naturally very expensive. Such out-of-print rare old books can be maintained by selling several books a month.

“Welcome to the treasure of books”

Ye Wei spread his hands to introduce, Emma smiled sweetly, revealing her dimples, and sighed. At that moment, the two of them started to buy which book Ye Wei introduced, Emma liked to buy it. Later, after five or six books, she felt that it was not good, and then she began to know how to refuse, which made Ye Wei funny.

"The Detective Thriller Novel (an-M, written by John Connelly, is not very old. How did you read the book from last year?

"No, I haven't even heard of it."

"Haha, maybe you are not suitable for reading this kind of book yet, it's like a B-level movie."

“I’m not a kid”

Emma frowned and said, Ye Wei smiled indifferently, holding the book "The Unlawful" and flipped it out. She glared and looked at it even though she came over to read it, but he raised it up and refused to let it be read. Because of the height difference, she really couldn't see it, so she could only turn to him and look up on tiptoe.

She noticed this point almost immediately next to his body, and suddenly was rushed by his breath, and suddenly felt a little confused in her heart, and glanced at him in the eyes.

"John Connelly's book is powerful enough." Ye Wei looked at the middle pages and was talking about the book. He turned his eyes to look at Emma, ​​and saw that her face was red. When her eyes bumped, her expression became even more strange. He could see what was wrong.

He deliberately lowered his head and leaned over, approached her face, and approached her lips...

Emma was stunned, her breathing suddenly became rapid, and she couldn't help but take a step back, but he immediately got closer, with bookshelf behind her, and she didn't retreat, pursing her lips slightly.

Just as the two were about to kiss, Ye Wei stepped back, stood up straight, and patted her head with the "Illegal" in her hand, showing a teasing smile, "Little girl, don't get too close to me, I'm too dangerous to you."

He threw the book to her, "This is a good book, I recommend it to you."

"Oh..." Emma hurriedly caught "The Unlawful" and watched Ye Wei turn around and walk, she quietly exhaled the heat accumulated in her chest and grabbed the book in her hand.

Time passed by little by little, and it has been an hour since the agreed 4:6nm that I had wandered around for the first time.

At the bus stop, the girl in white had no spirits on her face. She looked around again, her eyes flicking among the grass and trees, but there was no figure.

He won't come, he won't come... There's nothing to separate first, there's no IA relationship, it's all over.

The girl looked at the end of the horizon at the opposite intersection again. Everything was as smooth as before. She smiled awkwardly and turned around toward the north side of her home. Her steps were very slow, she shook her handbag and kicked Yu Jing's road surface.

After walking for a while, she walked forward again by the shadows of the trees on the road, jumped forward again; she jumped onto the stone of the front fence of a resident's front yard on the side of the road, walked carefully with her hands spread out, jumped down, continued walking, picked up a floating bag of potato chips, and walked to the trash can not far ahead and threw it in.

She made a secret joyful expression, her thick eyebrows gradually frowned, and she walked for a while and saw a flower bush blooming on the side of the road. She put the lily flowers she had been holding in her right hand into the bush, as if they were also full of vitality. She looked at it for a while, swinged several times, and put it perfectly and flawlessly.

A group of returning birds flew in the sky, and the girl walked towards her.

Tomorrow is a new day.

but.

Such exact love is only once in a lifetime.

Nothing happened in the bookstore in the afternoon, except Emma bought more than a dozen books.

Ye Wei and she said goodbye outside the bookstore, then went to Santa Monica Beach with Lev, met with Bard, Chen No, Colwin and others, and had a happy Saturday before he went to Canada.

Everyone is reluctant to let him go, but everyone knows that only when the Dream Chasing Alliance is filming the beautiful sunlight will shine with its true light to the world.

It was already dusk when I returned home from Santa Monica. Maybe it was a subconscious mind, maybe it was a whim. Ye Wei rode his bicycle to wander outside.

After walking around for a while, he gradually approached the "old place". He finally couldn't fool himself. If he didn't go there today, he wouldn't be able to fall asleep peacefully in the future. However, when he arrived at the bus stop, he drove directly over without even parking, without any figure.

Ye Wei seemed to drive forward aimlessly, but he got closer and closer to Lily's home until he suddenly saw a blooming lily among the flowers on the side of the road. He woke up from his dream and turned around and drove back.

I love you because you are the last person I want to talk to before going to bed at night.

It's not because I'm lonely or because I'm afraid.

It's because I want you to have a good dream.

In any case, I hope you will always have good dreams.

Good night.
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