Hollywood Hunter

From Santa Monica, Los Angeles, drive westward along California Highway 1 for more than 20 kilometers to reach Malibu.

The 1980s was at the peak of the development of the real estate industry in the United States, and the beautiful Malibu inevitably became the focus of many real estate companies. It is precisely during this period that countless mansions and villas have been built along the coastline of Malibu, making this small city gradually a feng shui treasure land where Hollywood stars and celebrities gather.

However, now in 1986, Malibu has not even been officially recognized as a city under the name of Los Angeles County. In the entire Malibu region, from Santa Monica in the east to Ventura in the west, there are fewer than 8,000 permanent residents on the long 40-kilometer coastline.

In the sharp corner in the center of the Malibu area is the famous Du Mui Park. On the seaside cliffs on both sides of Cape Du Mui, there are some of the most luxurious ocean view mansions in the Malibu area.

It was 11 o'clock in the morning, and the lights were still on in a cliff villa on the right side of Cape Du Mui Park.

Just returning from a party in the city, Janet Johnston took a bath comfortably and came out of the bathroom in a light nightgown.

In the living room, Catherine was still dressed in a shirt and trousers at the party, and she was sitting on the sofa looking through the new shooting budget of "Blood Corpse Night". Due to the further deterioration of the financial situation of the film’s investors, the film budget was reduced from 6 million US dollars to 5 million US dollars. Catherine had just received a brand new budget form from the producer at the party tonight and was looking at it with frowns.

Janet watched Catherine on the sofa habitually straighten her back, a quiet and restrained breath radiated from her body, and she subconsciously stepped lightly.

The cat moved to Catherine's side, a pair of small paws were about to reach the woman's waist, and Catherine turned her head and gave her a helpless look. Janet chuckled, not conscious of wanting the prank to be discovered, and sat down next to Catherine uncharacteristically.

Clutching Catherine's long hair and playing with it, Janet said, "Kate, I don't like that guy at all. You don't want to deal with him anymore, okay?"

Catherine turned a page in the budget sheet and said, "Jim is a nice person, and we are just ordinary friends."

Janet curled her lips: "You treat me as blind. At the party tonight, ghosts can see that he is showing his courtesy to you. What's more, he has a wife."

Hearing Janet's words, Catherine stopped, her eyes still on the budget sheet, but her eyes drifted a little. After a while, the woman said softly: "Jenny, I understand."

Feeling the sudden depression of Catherine, Janet skewed and skewed again. She lay down unknowingly, but with her head resting on Catherine's lap, she blinked her eyes and looked at the woman above her, and said: " Kate, it’s actually not bad for the two of us to live together like this, we don’t need a man at all."

Catherine took away the budget sheet with a smile on her face, and said, "Jenny, you're starting to talk nonsense again."

"No," Janet turned her head and posted a sticker on Catherine, "I'm officially confessing to you. If you don't agree, I will be sad."

Catherine gently touched Janet's white face, and said: "If you are sad, go to bed. Just sleep."

"Woo, you mean woman, I hate you."

Looking at Janet, who was holding her fingers and biting like a mouse, Catherine smiled and said, "Have you never thought about finding a boyfriend?"

"My request is too high, I can't find it."

Catherine became curious, and said: "I haven't known your request for a boyfriend. Tell me?"

"Well," Janet groaned and said, "First of all, you must be handsome. Your boyfriend is not good-looking, but it affects your mood. Secondly, you must be younger than me. Eighteen years old is fine. I don't want to accompany me. It’s horrible to grow old with a certain guy. Again, well, it’s not too normal, it’s better to be a little mader than me. A madman in the movie must be killed by the protagonist, and two madmen can destroy the world. Finally, In order to destroy the world, his talent must be a little bit higher than mine."

Listening to Janet speaking so inconspicuously, the smile on Catherine's face grew thicker. When she finished speaking, she said: "I seem to know such a person, who is completely tailored by God for you."

"Simon Westeros?" Janet rolled her eyes. "Bah, it's not."

Catherine still smiled and said: "Simon meets your four requirements exactly, how could it not?"

"I'm too old, I don't have any sharpness," Janet drew circles in the air with her slender fingers. "I still claim to be from a mental hospital. I think it's about the same from a nursing home. The temper is so soft, I even doubt it. Has he ever had a fight since he was young? I don’t want my boyfriend to be younger than me, but to accommodate me like an elder."

Catherine thought about the situation with Simon, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Simon is a gentleman, it's not that he has no temper. And, isn't this great? Do you still want your boyfriend to beat you?"

"Of course," Janet nodded, looking hopelessly, "As long as he really loves me, it's okay to have domestic violence once or twice a month."

Catherine felt a little broken, and retorted without confidence: "People who truly love each other won't hurt each other."

Janet said immediately: "No, only two people who have absolutely no feelings for each other disdain to hurt each other."

"Okay," Catherine was completely defeated and shook her head: "I still don't want to chat with you anymore. If you continue to chat, you may have misled my worldview."

Janet chuckled triumphantly, and then took Catherine's hand with a serious face, and said, "Kate, I'm serious. Actually, you can do anything when you are single, but if you are married Women shouldn’t be too strong, otherwise the result will be terrible. Many times, you are actually too strong."

Catherine listened carefully, but then jokingly pushed Janet, who was still lying on her lap, and said: "Get up, I don't want to listen to a guy who has never even talked about love teach me this."

"You are prejudice," Janet suddenly became dissatisfied, and said: "Who said that you can't empathize without having been in a relationship? I'm unforgettable about this kind of thing."

Catherine looked at Janet's appearance and suddenly said: "I suddenly understood. No wonder you are so resistant to finding a boyfriend. It turns out that there is a shadow."

Even so, Catherine consciously did not ask.

Janet also suddenly became quiet, staring fixedly at the expensive crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the living room. The dense light spots separated by the crystal edges and corners are like memory fragments from the past.

After being quiet for a while, the phone in the living room rang suddenly.

Janet twisted her body immediately and complained: "Well, it's annoying, it's so late, Kate, can't we pick it up?"

Catherine hesitated, nodded, and said, "Okay, it's more likely to be looking for you anyway."

then.

After holding on for a while, Janet still said: "Alright, alright, bring it for me."

Catherine smiled and picked up the phone on the coffee table next to her, and handed the microphone to Janet.

However, just after hearing the other person say something, Janet handed the microphone back angrily: "I'm obviously looking for you."

Catherine was a little confused, who would look for herself at this time.

I put the phone in my ear, answered, and started talking over there.

Janet noticed that Catherine's body was getting tighter, realizing something, and she immediately sat up and pressed her ears to her.

However, before he could hear anything, Catherine said, "Okay, I will rush over as soon as possible, UCLA Medical Center, the 15th Street, right... well, then, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Catherine looked at Janet with concern and curiosity in her eyes. There was a little more unclear expression in her expression. She said: "Simon was fighting with someone and was caught by the police. Now he is in the hospital."

Janet blinked, then curled her lips in disgust, and said, "It's really useless."

Having said that, watching Catherine get up, Janet changed her clothes in a hurry, and the two women drove together to the UCLA Medical Center in downtown Santa Monica.