[I'm not sure if it's from any movie, but I'm sure it's my favorite view.] 】

Some say that the small town of Punamu is a twilight lover.

The town is embedded in the mountains and the sea, on one side is the magnificent waves of the sea, on the other side is the enthusiasm of the mountain, the sea breeze is sweet, comfortable and serene, the sunset between the ice and fire is the most charming, the people of the town enjoy the lazy romance in this beautiful scenery very much.

Mrs. Dewell sat by the window of the café, looking out of the window with deep, charming eyes, and in the setting sun she saw people running and jumping on the golden sand.

She grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth, her father was the mayor of Punam, and her mother was the earl's daughter. Since she was a child, she has been well versed in the convenience of power, and her deep upbringing and natural advantages have made her exude a charming charm at all times.

is such an unattainable woman who ended her single life early, and at the age of twenty-one, countless men have experienced what it means to die. Her husband was a Sotho, with clear, talking blue eyes and a mind that a suspense man could never fathom, and this unruly man captured Mrs. Dewell's heart.

One is arrogant and cold, the other is casual and treacherous, no one has ever seen the happiness on Mrs. Dewell's face, no one has seen the true face of the writer, no one is optimistic about them, but nine years of stable marriage have gradually made these speculations disappear.

Mrs. Dewell woke up every day to the kisses of her husband, but today he got up a little later than her, and she could not tolerate anyone to be unruly, so she broke the silence of nine years in one morning.

Parenting made her not scold, but she developed the habit of pulling the corners of her mouth to taunt. Her husband was not as irritable and suspicious as most of the family, and after calmly listening to Mrs. Dewell's cold words, he put on a white shirt and black shorts and went out.

Mrs. Dewell straightened her back and clasped her hands on her breast, anger spreading in her breast, but her delicate life and good habits told her not to be angry, and she did not want to grow a wrinkle or two for such an inconsequential matter.

She changed into a lace over-the-knee sundress and prepared to go to breakfast. Every morning, when the door to Mrs. Dewell's bedroom was closed, the servants began to set breakfast, and five minutes later she was at the table.

Between meals, Mrs. Dewell found his manuscript in the chair where her husband used to sit. Normally they don't touch each other's things, but Mrs. Dewell thinks that today it was her husband's fault that she must punish him. So, she opened her husband's manuscript, which she had never read.

Many of the pages had been torn off, and looking at the densely crossed out words, Mrs. Dewell seemed to be a little considerate of her husband's difficulty. She carefully reads every word, greedily follows the author's thinking, and every plot twist makes her adore her husband even more.

At the end, Mrs. Dewell found that her husband had deserted, and he recorded himself eating dessert at the café, and it turned out that his husband was also a child. Suddenly, she read a drama between men and women, her husband described every link, every action of men and women very carefully, and her face gradually climbed into a flush, but this was not what they had experienced, and the woman's sixth sense made her faintly uneasy.

She changed into a suit and skirt, draped with big waves, mature and sexy, and she was ready to go out.

She needed someone to talk to, and maybe the proprietress of the flower shop she frequented was a good match.

It was a very quiet woman, in her early twenties, who liked to wear white dresses, and Mrs. Dewell thought she would be a good listener.

"Are you going to go out?"

"Yes, ma'am. Excuse me, do you need anything? ”

"No need. Honey, you are so beautiful today, and the scent of lilies suits you well. ”

"Thank you, I hope he will like it too."

"Your husband? Trust me, dear, no man can resist good things, have fun! ”

The owner of the florist was very happy and gave Mrs. Dewell a large bouquet of yellow lilies, which, she said, hoped that the friendship would last forever.

Mrs. Dewell could not find anyone to confide in for a moment, and walked aimlessly through the streets of Punam. The sun was good, the breeze caressed, the faint fragrance of lilies made her feel good, and the colorful bubbles in the square reminded her of the moment when she first met her husband, she was a woman who was easily forgotten.

On the way to the café, she was almost knocked over by two men carrying coffee, she didn't know what was going on, she just thought that these were two very uncultivated guys.

The café's desserts were popular, but Mrs. Dewell rarely tried them. Today was a little different, she ordered a "floating island" and a cappuccino that she would never normally drink, and the sweet milk foam in the coffee made her a little uncomfortable, but she was still happy to try new things.

Mrs. Dewell withdrew her gaze, frowning slightly, she regretted eating these things a little, and her teeth ached faintly, which was why she rarely ate sweets.

She paid and walked in the opposite direction of the house with a large bouquet of yellow lilies. I heard that the dentists at Seongnam Hospital are very skilled.

Mattissa changes into her newly bought white dress, sprays on homemade lily perfume, and packs everything up to meet a writer she has admired for a long time.

Matissa, a twenty-one-year-old American, moved to town the year before last to open the flower shop. Although she is young, she is deeply liked by the townspeople in terms of how she behaves in the world, and she is born with superior conditions, and she is very pleasant to laugh at, and everyone says that this girl is clean and beautiful, and the business of the small shop is quite good.

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Tisha is in a very good mood today, and she is going to take a break for a day in order to meet the appointment. Before going out, a very famous lady in town came to the store, and Matissa liked her very much, she was haughty and cold, but she exuded an irresistible charm. Matissa thought she was here to buy flowers, but the lady left when she heard that she was going out, and Matissa wanted to maintain a good relationship with her, so she gave her a bouquet of flowers.

The weather was fine today, and Matisha walked briskly down the streets of Punam, and they agreed to meet in the square, where people come and go are the least likely to be misunderstood.

The two feed the pigeons in the square, line up to buy ice cream, colorful bubbles fly and explode in the air, and the writer tells Matissa that these are his plots and that she is his heroine.

The new Chinese restaurant in the town is doing brisk business, but fortunately, the writer made an appointment in advance, and the two enjoyed a comfortable and delicious lunch. During dessert time, Matissa asked a lot of things about it, and the writer was very happy because of Matisha's understanding and strong interest, and the two talked happily, and the writer also promised to take Matilsa to experience the moment of inspiration, which he said was a wonderful experience.

After the two of them came out of the most luxurious apartment in town, the writer said that he was a little thirsty and wanted to invite Matissa for coffee. Mattissa's cheeks were slightly red, and the hair on her forehead was sticking to her skin with sweat, and she only nodded her head lightly at the writer's suggestion.

Matisha didn't expect to see her husband at the door of the café, and his colleague was there, and the two just looked at each other fixedly, without saying a word. Through her husband's wire glasses, she noticed that he glanced at the man next to him, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes. After a stalemate, her husband was pulled out by his colleague, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The two sat by the window, Matisha didn't have to talk as before, the writer guessed a point or two, and after thinking for a while, he cautiously asked about the man who had just now.

Mattissa paused for a moment before she spoke slowly, "That man is my husband, and we have been married for three years, but no one in this town knows about it. He took me to Punam right after our wedding, and I was so fascinated by the view that he asked me if I wanted to stay, and I thought I could stay anywhere I wanted, and we stayed. He knew that I liked flowers, and opened a flower shop for me, I was very moved, and his brain was hot and he said that he was willing to do anything for him, and then he told me that our marriage must be kept secret, and he said that I must not want to ruin his future, I was puzzled, he just told me that a single man of his age would be more helpful to his career, I was a little sad but I felt that there was nothing wrong and agreed to him. ”

"And how long will your sneaky days last?"

"He didn't tell me."

"Do you still love him?"

"I thought I could always love him, but, sir, you know, people are always attracted to good things, and who doesn't want to be happy? I'm right, sir! Mattissa, with her large, clean eyes, stared at the writer tightly, as if to comfort herself by capturing all the tiny reactions.

The writer didn't respond positively, just smiled and rubbed the top of Matisa's soft hair.

"Honey, let's go to the beach, today's sea breeze is because you have a hint of sweetness!"

When Matissa came home, her husband had not returned, she was exhausted, took off her white dress and sat down on the sofa, she was so thirsty that she poured a large glass of red wine and drank it all, probably a little too fast, Matissa's head was dizzy.

The yellow and white lilies on the table exude a faint fragrance.

Hawksteen didn't understand why his wife was so obsessed with this kind of suspense, and she liked the author very much. When she heard that the writer she admired had come to Punam, she went out early in the morning.

When he finished washing, his wife had already gone out and had not prepared breakfast. On the coffee table was his wife's favorite, and Hawksin was not interested in it, so she just took advantage of her free time to get dressed and scanned the cover. It looks pretty ordinary, he thought to himself.

There were very few patients today, and Hawksin was pulled out to buy coffee after reading a book for a while. He didn't like coffee and didn't like sweets, because he knew it would hurt his teeth, and he didn't want to be a bad old man with a mouthful of dentures.

Because it was really boring, and he didn't eat breakfast, Hawksteen didn't turn down a colleague's invitation. They changed their clothes and left the hospital.

The colleague talked a lot, talked all the way, and during the process, he squeezed a few tears of sadness for the early marriage of the mayor's daughter, and laughed and laughed and they came to the most popular café in Punam. They didn't eat in the store, and when they were about to go out with their coffee, they almost bumped into two people walking in front of them.

Hawksin saw his wife walking with a young man with long hair, a white shirt and black shorts, dressed casually but not scruffy. He was a little upset, he stood there and didn't speak, his colleague poked him with his elbow and motioned to hurry up, he glanced at the tall man next to him, then at his wife, said "I'm sorry" and left.

On the way back to the hospital, Hawksteen's face was not very good, and his colleagues teased him if he had a crush on the girl in the café, but he just smiled and did not answer. The colleague came to the momentum, and it was rare that their "pillar" doctor had a crush, he trotted a few steps back and turned around, facing Hawksteen, and shouted on the street, "Dr. Hawke is in love with the cute little girl", Hawksteen was angry and funny, and wanted to shut up his colleague, so he ran up and made a gesture to fight. One after the other, two big men fought wildly in the street.

The children's game ended after bumping into the mayor's daughter, and the two bowed respectfully and apologized, but the other looked cold and disdainful.

The two didn't take this matter to heart, but just sighed a little that the other party was indeed very attractive.

Before leaving work, Hawksin received a patient whose tooth hurt again because he had eaten too many sweets for years.

When he saw the mayor's daughter again, there was a little more helplessness in the other party's eyes, and Hawksin lifted his glasses and felt that the woman in front of him was really interesting.

During some questioning and treatment, Hawksin has completely captured the woman's heart, and the two have a good conversation and a deep understanding of each other.

Women feel sorry and understanding for the marriage that men and wives cannot make public, and men feel sympathy and anger for the cheating of women's husbands; Women are deeply impressed by the gentleman's and talent of men, and men are attracted by the contradiction of women's arrogance and passion.

At the end of the treatment, the woman gave Hawksteen the yellow lily from the florist's wife. Hawksin fully understood the woman's thoughts at this time, and estimated that his wife would not come home so early, so he invited the woman to his house.

In the bathroom, the two were passionate, and they both seemed to want to rub each other into their bodies. Then, something cold entered the woman's body, Hawksin watched the other party's pupils continue to expand, feeling the bubbling hot current gushing out of the woman's back, his gentle voice sounded again, and his eyes were full of laughter: "Who called you his wife." ”

After Hawksin set up the crime scene, he sat on the couch and rested for a while. Finally, he woke up his wife with a bottle of red wine and put it on the table, he took out the unopened sleeping pills he carried with him, but a few pieces of manuscript paper fell out at an inopportune time, he was not annoyed, continued to open the bottle unhurriedly, and put the pills into the red wine bottle one by one.

Before going out, Hawksin looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, but the moment he stepped out of the door, he suddenly choked up: "Matisa, oh, dear, you jealous woman, she is only my patient, how can you do such a cruel thing?" ”

Kelius slept a little late because he wrote last night, and he couldn't even give his wife a good morning kiss when he got up late in the morning, and his wife, who had always been strong, was furious, and he looked coldly at his wife's ridicule, and he was a little tired of this life.

When he went out in the morning, Keleus deliberately left the manuscript at home, he knew his wife too well, she would surely peek into his privacy in a punitive gesture, and once again be deeply impressed by his powerful logic, and finally he would definitely try what he liked.

However, this was not his purpose, he just wanted his wife to find something to do so that he would have plenty of time to find inspiration.

The prototype of the new heroine he conceived was found, and when he passed by the flower shop, he found that the proprietress of the flower shop was the heroine he thought about day and night, she was young and energetic, she was beautiful and clean, and what was more valuable was that there was a faint depression in her shining eyes.

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He had to get to know her, to feel her. By chance, he found out that the proprietress of the flower shop was his fan, so he made an appointment to travel with him today, and he really couldn't wait to find this inspiration.

Kelius took the proprietress of the flower shop to the square, which is the birthplace of all good things, the woman is as pure as a white dove, and like a hint of coolness in the hot summer, and the smile on the woman's face at the moment when the colorful bubble bursts is the most moving. Kelius suppressed the joy in his heart, and he had to dig into such a mysterious and beautiful thing slowly.

Cailius took the woman to eat delicious Chinese food, because of the wit of making an appointment in advance, the woman added a little admiration to herself. What a simple and lovely girl, Kelius thought to herself.

Under the woman's urging and hinting, Kelius could no longer hold back, and he took the woman to his secret apartment, so that each other could reach the peak of happiness. At least, that's what he thinks.

When it was over, Kelius was a little thirsty, and he invited the woman to coffee, but more because he had a sweet tooth from the coffee shop.

When they entered the store, a little thing happened, and the two of them almost bumped into two men, one of them was a beautiful man with metal glasses, yes, a Sven-looking, extremely beautiful man, and the blue eyes under his glasses glanced at the two of them before leaving.

As an author, Kelius's instincts told him that the florist lady knew the man just now. He pondered for a long time, not knowing whether to ask, but curiosity overcame his reason, and he asked the woman about their relationship.

Sure enough, they had a great relationship and turned out to be husband and wife. Listening to the woman's lamentation, Kelius was a little excited, and he felt that the marriage that could not be said was exciting and romantic.

After eating the last bite of mousse cake, Kelius proposed to go for a walk by the sea, and he was in a good mood just after eating dessert, and it seemed that even the sea breeze was sweet. He told the woman opposite him his thoughts, and the woman showed a slightly embarrassed expression, and Kelius had to stare at the woman with burning eyes, and a beautiful love word came out of his mouth.

Kelius ran like a free beast on the beach, he hadn't been so happy for a long time, he took the woman's hand and danced on the beach, the people around him laughed and writhed, the romance of the town was indescribable but always deep.

Kelius was a little tired and sat on the beach, the young energy of the flower shop proprietress made her tireless, she danced like a spinning Barbie for a moment.

The sunset stretched her shadow very long, and she was like a priestess appointed by heaven and earth, worshipping the last twilight with mysterious dance steps, and this moment of romance.

Kelius lit a cigarette and sat down at the window, re-dipping the manuscript paper he had taken out of his lab coat pocket into the manuscript.

"Finally, there were only two of us left."

The man on the bed picked up the gold-rimmed glasses next to him, and the light reflected by the lenses shone on the corners of the man's smiling mouth in front of the window.