Chapter 759: Dizzy (1)

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"Time to eat," Harold knocked on the door a second time but did not hear any response from inside. So he opened the door and entered.

Stephanie sat by the bed, watching a movie on the computer. When she saw Harold come in, she looked up and asked, "Have you seen my movie?"

"Yes," Harold nodded.

"How is it?" Stephanie asked.

"Very beautiful," Harold thought about and said.

Stephanie looked at him and asked, "Why don't you like me as you think I'm beautiful?"

Harold was surprised.

"I'm joking," Stephanie looked back at the computer screen, "I like this scene very much. It was raining heavily when filming. When I cried, I was emotional. I was sad at that time. When I thought about it now, I couldn't remember what I was thinking at that time. The only thing I remember was that I was sad at that time. The director said that it was the most perfect crying scene he had ever seen."

Harold did not speak, quietly waiting for her to say.

"He doesn't know. I'm not acting," Stephanie smiled bitterly.

Over the past twenty days, she had been staying in her room and did not go out anywhere. She had been watching the movies that she had participated in before, one after another. The rumor on the Internet had almost subsided. The new hot topic was the rumor that Stephanie had retired.

Many fans pulled banners and cried to ask her to return. But no matter what happened on the Internet, Stephanie blocked everything and sat in her room for more than 20 days.

"I said that if you want to clarify, I can step forward," Harold said.

"Do you think I'm sad because I can't act?" Stephanie looked at him.

Harold did not speak. He had that thought.

"No, I've played so many scenes. But I had never watched them carefully alone," Stephanie opened a bag of snacks from the bed, stuffed a piece of potato chips into her mouth, "every time, I watched them with directors, producers, managers, assistants. We watched it together and accept comments together. We would flatter each other. It was extremely hypocritical."

Harold stood quietly with his back straight, like a tree hole.

"Sorry, I was a little long-winded after staying alone for so long," Stephanie glanced at him and felt like laughing, "Let's eat."

At the dinner table, Mr. Spencer said to Stephanie, "If you have nothing to do, come out and take a look. Don't stay in the room. You will get sick if you stay alone."

"Okay, I will accompany you to work later," Stephanie pretended to be happy and said.

"No, you can't do it. The ground is dirty and there are insects," Mr. Spencer immediately rejected.

"You told me not to stay in the house. But you are not allowing me to work in the fields. Then where am I going?" Stephanie was frustrated.

"Follow him," Mr. Spencer pointed at Harold.

Harold looked up. If not for the gauze on his face, his face would be full of question marks.

Stephanie dug out a few mouthfuls of rice, "Alright!"

It dealt.

Harold went to catch the fish. Stephanie followed him with a bucket and water boots. She did not need to go into the water. She just stood on the shore and watched him go down to catch the fish.

Probably because Stephanie was standing there, Harold did not take off his clothes this time. He wore a T-shirt and trousers. Just as he fell into the water, his body was stained by the splash.

Stephanie rested her chin on her hand as she squatted on the shore. She looked at him and sighed.

Harold looked up.

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"Why aren't you taking off your clothes?" Stephanie asked.

Harold didn't know what to say.

He lowered his head and did not say a word.

He had a quiet personality and was similar to a person she remembered.

"Don't be embarrassed," Stephanie said with a smile.

Harold lowered his head, rolled up his sleeves, and put his hands under the water. He suddenly used force to grab a fish and threw it into the bucket on the shore.

It was the first time Stephanie had seen him catch fish like this. She was shocked before she reacted and applauded him. "Wow! So powerful!"

Harold glanced at her.

"What's wrong?" Stephanie felt puzzled.

"If you feel happy, you can come down to catch it. ut you are wearing a skirt..." Harold frowned and continued to catch fish.

Stephanie stood on the shore and thought for a moment. Then she took off her skirt and shoes.

When Harold was about to turn around and throw the fish on the shore, he saw this scene. He was scared and the fish was about out of his hands.

He quickly turned around and heard Stephanie say, "Hey, help me. I'm afraid of falling down."

"Why did you take them all off?" Harold sounded shocked.

"What?" Stephanie said as she looked down at herself, "I'm wearing my underwear,"

Harold was wordless.

"Come help me up," Stephanie reached out, "let me see if I can catch the fish."

Harold hesitated for a moment, then turned back to catch her hand and helped her walk slowly down the river to the middle, "There are stones below, be careful."

Stephanie walked carefully, "I thought the water was hot. It's cold."

Only then did Harold remember that girls were more afraid of the cold. He said hesitantly, "If you feel cold, you can go up."

"Don't worry, I'm not in the period."

Harold paused.

"I'm kidding," Stephanie asked, "How do I catch it? I saw that your hand was always under the water. Did the fish run to you?"

"How is that possible?" Harold bent his back slightly and reached out to teach her how to catch fish.

Stephanie also bent down like him. She was wearing a set of black underwear. The water reached her waist and she could vaguely see the underwater scene. Harold paused for a moment. Then he cleaned his hands. He took off his T-shirt, and threw it on her, "You can wear it."

Stephanie glanced at him and was very close to him. The scars on his body were densely wrapped around his chest to his back, which was shocking to see.

"You..." Stephanie was about to ask something when Harold grabbed a fish. He quickly threw it to the shore. Perhaps due to his misjudgment, the direction he had thrown was wrong. The fish was about to jump into the river when Harold quickly walked a few steps in that direction. When Stephanie saw that he had left, she chased after him. With just a few steps, she slipped and fell into the water.

"Wow,"

Five minutes later, Harold rushed home with Stephanie in his arms. Stephanie was covered in mud. She was smelly and embarrassed.

She pursed her lips and shouted at Harold, "Toothbrush! I need to brush my teeth!"

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