Six Hundred and Sixty-Five Private Space

"Today, the news about Taylor Swift's new relationship is very lively."

Hearing Alena's words, Ronan was a little surprised. Obviously, he did not expect that Alena would pay attention to entertainment news, and it was the latest gossip that had just been released. This was a little different from the Alena in Ronan's impression.

But Ronan didn't panic, and turned his head.

Should he respond positively to clarify the scandal and explain the situation before creating more misunderstandings? Or is it too serious and too serious but it seems to be concealed, and it becomes troublesome when it is obviously fine?

Or should he respond in a relaxed way, saying that it is not a big deal at all, teasing and teasing that Alena pays attention to his gossip news, implying that Alena cares extraordinarily closely?

Men and women do think differently, and Ronan isn't sure exactly how Alena thinks of Taylor.

After thinking about it, Ronan showed a smile and responded in an in-between way, "I don't know, so you usually subscribe to TMZ?"

This is really a cognition that breaks the glasses.

Of course Alena didn't subscribe to TMZ, she could also sense the jokes in Ronan's words, and understood Ronan's hint at once.

So, Alena raised her head, with a half-smile in her eyes, "Why, can't classical musicians pay attention to TMZ? What kind of old-fashioned concept is this from the last century?"

Alena rebelled against the general, Ronan was slightly taken aback, and laughed dumbly, the corners of his mouth raised lightly, "Of course, then does this mean that the symphony orchestra is also advancing with the times, maybe those old pedants Old classics are starting to accept pop music too? That's good news... isn't it?"

After finishing speaking, Ronan raised his eyebrows slightly, even if he didn't say much, he could reveal the meaning, and gave a hint for the second time in a row.

Alanna was forced to a corner, her staring gaze was turning like a shining star, she stared at Ronan carefully, and then said unexpectedly, "You are always so keen...to grasp a certain word in other people's words And then give your own interpretation to try to make the other person feel flustered?"

This is a whole new way of saying it.

Ronan thought about it seriously, "So, is this a bad habit?"

He really didn't realize it before, because he always thought that he lacked self-confidence, but is there another possibility, just because of his lack of self-confidence, he became sharper, trying to cover up his panic and nervousness? And now, with full confidence built up, that sharp edge has also become sharper?

I am a player in the game, and I often can't see clearly, so occasionally I need the opinions of bystanders to re-examine myself.

Ronan took Alena's judgment seriously.

Alena laughed, "No, it doesn't count. It's just that sometimes people are at a loss. Even if there is no active aggressiveness, it is just a means of expressing opinions or taking the initiative, but the other party will also start to think about their own. Discourse, in order to avoid loopholes as much as possible, it is unavoidable to restrain oneself."

"I mean, if you're smart enough, you'll enjoy the conversation; but if you're not, you'll feel a sense of frustration." Alena answered very seriously.

Ronan tilted his head, looked at Alena carefully, but did not speak.

Alena was a little embarrassed, and couldn't help raising the ending voice, "What's wrong!" It was not a question mark but an exclamation, and even a question.

The smile in Ronan's eyes also flowed out, "Are you secretly showing off your IQ just now? Because I think you enjoy the conversation with me."

"..." Alena looked at Ronan, and was slightly taken aback, then the corner of her mouth slightly raised a smile,

But he didn't answer Ronan's question, "A guest is visiting, aren't you going to treat him well?"

Ronan opened his mouth slightly and patted his head, "Sorry, what do you need? Let me remind you that there is no alcohol in my house."

Talk like Alena is an alcoholic.

Alena looked at Ronan, and rolled her eyes blankly, "Tea, English afternoon tea, how about it?"

"...Afternoon tea, shouldn't it be enjoyed in the afternoon? It's still early in the morning, how about we choose the most classic and simplest milk?" Ronan said with a smile.

Alena burst out laughing: it was the first time she had heard of serving guests with milk, which was simply... a little out of the ordinary way, "You don't seem to have given me any choice."

Ronan was also slightly embarrassed—mainly because the time was too embarrassing. It seemed inappropriate to choose any drink in the morning. In fact, the first reaction in his mind was soy milk, but the effect should be more funny than milk, so he temporarily changed it. Thoughts, this is milk instead of orange juice.

If it's orange juice, it's corny, but at least normal, better than milk.

Noticing Ronan's eyes, Alena took the initiative to say, "The milk is fine, I have no problem."

Now he could only make mistakes, Ronan went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to look for milk.

Alena put down the collection of poems in her hand and quietly looked at Ronan's apartment.

The apartment is not a mansion as imagined. It can be seen that after Grammy became famous overnight, Ronan still did not live a rich life smoothly. This should be the place where he lived before he became famous.

A smoky gray sofa, a low log table, a metal black floor lamp, and a sea blue blackout curtain, the simple and neat decoration style is generous and clean, and there is no complicated design, but it reveals a touch of warmth everywhere.

The inverted Spider-Man model in the corner of the sofa, the dolphin pen holder in the corner of the coffee table, the pillows randomly stacked on the sofa, and a group of tin combat soldier figurines placed on the dining table, these details can be seen in the decoration, The owner should be a person with a warm heart.

Yesterday, Alena and Ronan saw the world behind each other for the first time, even if it was just the tip of the iceberg, they could still feel the distance.

Today, Alena entered Ronan's private space for the first time. It was different from any previous meeting. She was a little cautious and curious at the same time. She was not standing under the spotlight or on the stage, and at the same time she was not facing social interaction. Occasions, details in private spaces hide the real Ronan.

Alena couldn't help but look carefully, little by little, exploring with her eyes.

One thing that can be confirmed is that Ronan has no secrets, that's why Ronan opened up his private space to Alena without reservation after leaving the house, allowing Alena to enter the room by herself after all the paparazzi left. This frankness and sincerity is different from the members of the symphony orchestra that Alena is familiar with.

Not because of "privacy", "personal", or "privacy", but a kind of frankness and truth, like the sun, clear and bright, even in the dark, you can feel the warm and soft halo, and with it, Alena His heart and vigilance also relaxed, and he was naturally frank.

Heart for heart, this is an equation.