How to talk and how to gain Beilu's favor is actually not too challenging for Zhuo Qun.

Because he knows Beilu too well.

After getting along for so many lifetimes, Bei Lu's life experience, preferences, habits, troubles, and memories of the past are all under his control.

It can even be said that she knows herself better than Bei Lu at this time.

What's more, Zhuo Qun himself has so many rich life experiences, and he knows many gratifying and unexpected tricks.

These unique life accumulations make his attraction to the opposite sex like a magnet.

So when visiting the museum, Zhuo Qun pretended to be an unexpected encounter and recognized Bei Lu, a "famous fellow".

and successfully invited Beilu to the café at lunchtime, which became a natural occurrence.

Next, Zhuo Qun and Bei Lu found a "wonderful consensus" on many things.

Their opinion on coffee, their preference for sweets.

Together, they lamented the suffering of cultural relics in their country that were forcibly stolen from Europe.

Together, they expressed their unanimous feelings about the history of European literature and art.

Together, they agree on the literary and artistic atmosphere of the museum and the many aspects of Swiss life.

And I have a lot of nostalgia for life in China.

There are too many tacit understandings and comprehension jokes, which lead to what was originally just a polite and simple meal.

It even lasted until tea time.

Bei Lu even talked to Zhuo Qun about her abandoned art career and her worries about her daughter Bei Jia's deteriorating condition.

And Zhuo Qun can also see the emotional longing in Bei Lu's eyes, and can see the hardships she has suffered in this life because she failed to choose again.

He really wanted to reveal what Bei Lu had achieved in her past life.

It was even more difficult to resist the urge to caress that face.

It was a face that he knew and admired so well, but had lost it for too long.

Perhaps it was because of the emotional expression in Zhuo Qun's eyes that Bei Lu felt a little abnormal.

Soon their conversation fell into the embarrassment of having no match.

Beilu even played with the spoon uncomfortably, saying clichés that were no longer nutritious.

"Are you here for a trip, how long are you going to stay here?"

"I, not sure, I'm going to stay in Zurich for a while longer, maybe a year or two. ”

"Oh, what made you make that decision? Do you really like it that much?"

"Yes, that's right. There's a lot of attraction here. Especially today, unexpected surprises. ”

But these words obviously made Bei Lu really misunderstood.

She didn't speak again, and fell into a long silence.

And just when Zhuo Qun was thinking about how to break this silence and continue to interact.

Bellu finally spoke.

She fiddled with the spoon and said without looking up.

"I'm married, and I wear a ring on my hand. ”

"I saw it. ”

"Then you should know. I won't...... I mean, if you're not ......"

Zhuo Qun didn't want her to spoil the atmosphere anymore, so he hurriedly handed over a napkin and ashtray.

This unexpected move successfully distracted Beilu's attention.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

"You...... What is this for?"

"For you to shred. ”

"How do you know?"

"Confidentiality. ”

Beilu was surprised at first, then laughed again.

"You're so mysterious, sometimes I think you can see through people's hearts. Like when you ask me if I like French breet, I never tell you how much I love this dessert. ”

"yes, you guessed it. I just know how to read minds, and I know magic. ”

Seeing that Bei Lu really began to tear the tissue, Zhuo Qun reached between Bei Lu's sideburns with his hand and conjured a flower.

So Bei Lu looked at Zhuo Qun with curious eyes again.

After a long time, there was an inexplicable hesitation in Bei Lu's expression, and she whispered not too sure.

"Have you seen the Flavel chocolate factory here? maybe...... Maybe next Friday...... Let's go and see it together. ”

She hung her head.

But Zhuo Qun smiled happily because of his achievements.

"Great, it's my pleasure. As long as you want, I am willing to accompany you at any time. ”

…………

On the warm and comfortable bed, all kinds of loving memories bloom like flowers.

With the sweet smell of Zhuoqun, it brought Zhuoqun back to the old days.

In the box of the Orient Express, in front of the fireplace of the old house in Nice, on the thick blanket of the hotel suite in Budapest, and in the early morning when they were newly married in bed, they bought the motorhome they drove all over Europe, the deck of Mr. Capet's yacht, and the cottage they had lived in for three years by the vast forest......

All of this seems to be still vivid.

And now, Zhuo Qun has Beilu again, and he has the stolen year.

It was in this Balzac Hotel in Zurich, in his long-term rented suite.

Zhuo Qun lowered his eyes to the face leaning on his chest.

Beilu's eyes were closed, and her lips were slightly open like a sleeping child in the room where the curtains were drawn.

He couldn't help but think of the twilight of the sunset in the previous life, and the poems they had recited together.

"One sand and one world, one flower and one heaven, both hands hold infinity, and the moment is eternal. ”

I don't know how long it took, Beilu moved in his arms, stretching her waist and muttering meaninglessly.

She woke up and rubbed his body like a pretty cat.

"What time is it?"

"Six points out of ten. ”

"Oh no. I slept again. I need to get out of here. ”

Bellu said, sitting up on the bed.

"Will you come back next Friday?"

"Of course, and I'll make excuses to stay here if I can, so we can spend one more day together. ”

Zhuo Qun smiled, trying his best to appear happy because of Beilu's promise.

But his true emotions are actually bittersweet, and Belo is impossible to know.

"Is your little Beja okay?"

"Much better, thank you for telling me the way. I'm so glad I met you. This year has been her best year of recovery. I think you know how to treat this disease better than the doctors who pay a lot of money for it. ”

"So I'm sure I'll get along with your daughter. It's a pity that you won't let me see her. ”

"I believe it, and I'm very touched. But you know, I can't ......."

When Beilu slipped out of bed, she began to clean up the scattered clothes and kissed Zhuo Qun's face apologetically.

She really couldn't help it.

In fact, ever since they met, the amount of time they could spend together has been inevitably severely limited.

Because Belo herself lives in Geneva, in a house that her husband bought.

In addition to being accompanied by the housekeepers and servants hired by her husband, she goes to the intensive care school almost every day to accompany her daughter.

So they only have the possibility to see each other every Friday.

Occasionally, Belle offered to attend an opera or concert in order to stay overnight in Zurich.

The longest time the two of them spent together was three days, and that time they flew together to Paris for a long weekend.

But that was it.

Beilu also had to use the Cannes Film Festival to talk about it, saying that she was helping her old colleagues arrange some affairs.

Of course, Zhuo Qun didn't suggest to Bei Lu about divorcing her.

But they couldn't talk about it much, just once.

Because after all, they've known each other for too little time.

It is impossible for Beilu to be fully prepared to face an extreme rupture because of this sudden and immoral emotion.

What's more, there are so many things that can't be shared between them.

They seem to be separated from each other by a natural rift.

Sometimes, when Beilu is in the midst of a conversation that suddenly stops.

Seeing the trance and dazedness on Zhuo Qun's face, she could vaguely touch this rift.

On the other hand, Zhuo Qun himself also has a serious knot in his heart about asking Bei Lu for divorce.

Because he can't be responsible for the rest of Beilu's life.

When he thought that his life was short, it was difficult for him to tell the story.

In short, although Zhuo Qun loves Beilu, he really loves her today.

It's not even just a historical projection of her deceased lover.

But in this life, they don't have the slightest possibility of fully owning each other.

In Zhuo Qun's gaze, Bei Lu was already dressed, and he began to comb the messed hair again.

Zhuo Qun really can't remember how many times he has seen this tempting scene.

And now thinking about it, it only makes his heart like a knife.

"We'll see you next week. When Bei Lu picked up her bag from the bedside, she kissed Zhuo Qun again.

"Don't contact me in any way, just wait. ”

Zhuo Qun sighed, and when Bei Lu turned around, he jumped out of bed and grabbed her.

reluctantly saved for a while before letting her go.

followed Zhuo Qun to the window, waited for Bei Lu's figure to appear downstairs, and got into the taxi.

His mind then looked at the sky and went back in time, flying through the years.

Remembering the past events they experienced in different time and space.