Winters in Europe are quite harsh.

I won't say anything about the icy Nordics.

It was a little colder, but at least it was dry, not the saddest.

Many parts of Western and Southern Europe have rainy, cold and wet winters.

It's a hassle to stay at home or travel.

And at this time in Nice, the sun is shining.

Although no one basks in the sun on the beach anymore, many people still enjoy the sea breeze and even drink coffee on the beach.

Zhuoqun fell in love with fishing.

So after learning that Anai decided not to return to his hometown and wanted to spend Christmas with him in Nice.

He chartered a yacht and sailed along the coastline with the Anai pontoon, deciding to sail from Nice all the way to Montpourier and back.

On the yacht, Zhuo Qun started and stopped, drank fragrant coffee, and caught a lot of grouper and sea bream.

Although the tuna is very seasonal, he did not come across.

But I'm still very happy and have a sense of accomplishment.

Of course, with Anai's lively nature, he must not be interested in fishing.

But she loves the sea breeze and the picturesque beaches, seaside towns, mansions and small towns of southern France.

In addition, Zhuo Qun uses the fish he catches, and the sashimi and simple Chinese food he makes are also delicious.

I almost made this girl who always thought that French cuisine was the best in the world stupid.

It completely overturned Ana's perception of food.

In addition, when they dock at the port along the way, they will also go ashore together and go to live the colorful and lively life of the city.

So both of them think that this kind of day is actually quite good.

The advantage of this kind of idle life is that it not only makes them feel comfortable and comfortable.

Because there are only two of them on the ship, language exchanges are more frequent, and while Zhuoqun's French level is improving rapidly, it is also conducive to their harmonious relationship.

They get along with each other and have never been better.

Zhuo Qun also learned a lot about Anai through small talk.

Anai told him that his mother had been divorced several times.

She has four or five siblings, but they are different fathers.

She also said that when she was a child, she was jealous that other children had a normal family.

Her greatest wish is that she no longer has to follow her mother from city to city, and she will never have to call her father to strangers one after another.

Perhaps because he knew Ana's secret and saw the emotional fragility of this girl, Zhuo Qun felt a lot of closeness to her.

Or maybe it's because of the special atmosphere of two people in the same boat and the special time of Christmas.

Zhuoqun, who was in a foreign country, also unconsciously thought of his own special situation, and had the feeling that he was the same person who had fallen to the end of the world.

So when asked by Anai if he had any painful memories.

Zhuo Qun couldn't help but open the chatterbox.

The secret that he had hidden in his heart for many years seemed to have found an exit all at once, and he couldn't stop.

Anai coincided with the meeting.

"My pain is repetition, my life is repeated, I have lived this life before. ”

Zhuo Qun took a sip of hot "mulled wine" (Vin Chaud) (a French pre-Christmas drink) and looked out at the sea that was gradually dyed red by the setting sun.

Anai seemed interested in doing it cross-legged, she put her wine aside, looked at Zhuo Qun's face carefully, and smiled.

"Me too, I've felt this way too, I can understand you, it's bad. ”

Zhuo Qun shook his head, frowned, and took another sip.

"No, I'm afraid you're misunderstood. I'm going to say it literally—I've lived this life. Including every year you have experienced and have not yet experienced, the Asian financial crisis, the replacement of the euro by the franc, the global release of the movie "Titanic", the myth of Manchester United's 'treble', my country's accession to the WTO, the popularization of 3G mobile phone networks and home computers, and the future 4G network, Apple smartphones, drones, the 2008 world financial crisis, Macron's election, Brexit, all of this, but ......"

Then he poured out all the thoughts and memories that had been burning his emotions all the time.

How he was fired from the newspaper, how he died in the utility room, his first time back in his college dormitory, the wealth he earned, the dangers and threats he faced, the lovers he lost, the two wives he married, his daughter and son, and the repeated deaths, disappointments, and bewilderments......

Anai listened quietly, and she gave Zhuoqun unprecedented concentration and silence.

The sinking sun unconsciously illuminated her hair from behind, giving her the whole figure, outlining a light as red as a flame.

But because of this backlit perspective, in Zhuo Qun's eyes, Anai's cheeks were gradually shrouded in deeper and deeper shadows.

As it got darker, it was hard for him to see Ana's face and know her expression.

So when he poured out most of the content, Zhuo Qun became vague, and his voice became weaker because of lack of confidence.

He began to realize that what he had said to Anai was so unbelievable that it seemed so ridiculous.

Does Anai think she's crazy?

Will you start laughing and take him for a fool?

Will there be fear and distrust of him?

In short, Ana's silence reduced Zhuo Qun's happiness of being relieved after saying everything, and instead made him more and more worried.

"Ana, I didn't mean to scare you. I'm ......."

Zhuo Qun was about to explain, but he didn't expect Anai to react.

She knelt up on her knees and stepped forward to give Zhuoqun a very warm hug.

"It's okay, I understand everything, many lives, so many painful ......"

Such gentleness made Zhuo Qun's heart excited, he took a deep breath with a fragrance, and said a trilled "thank you".

But it didn't play yet, and Anai took his hand and stood up.

"Come on, let's go down the deck, there's lights downstairs, there's good food, there's good wine. We should drink something energizing, I promise, it's going to make you happy today......"

On December 25, when the ship docked in Marseille.

With a certain touch, Zhuo Qun bought Anai a gold fritillary four-leaf clover necklace from Van Cleef & Arpels as a Christmas present.

In return for the comfort that Anai has given him in the past few days on the ship.

This necklace is worth 1,300 euros, and there is no reason why Anai doesn't like such a valuable gift.

It is worth mentioning that since then, she has never mentioned what Zhuo Qun said to her that night.

It seems to have been completely forgotten.

Or just take these as Zhuoqun's conjectures.

There was neither interest nor reluctance to confirm the veracity of these words.

This is exactly what Zhuo Qun is happy to see, and he feels relieved because of it.

Soon, New Year's Day 2003 came.