Paris.

Although the number of visits to this city is not much, it is also very familiar, and he sits on the roof of a residential building, like a young man who has run out to relieve his boredom.

With a pile of snacks and beers nearby, the night sky overhead, and the illuminated Eiffel Tower in the distance in the darkness.

"What a beautiful place."

Mawson tilted his head, drank the beer in his hand, and said something to himself.

After a long time, a sigh rang out in the darkness of the rooftop.

Immediately after, a beautiful woman with red hair, wearing skinny jeans, and a pair of straight legs came over.

"I didn't expect to meet you here."

The woman said faintly.

"Aren't you happy to see me?"

Mawson turned his face sideways and smiled brightly.

"Where have you been in the past five years?"

"5 years?"

Mawson let out a long breath.

"It's been a long time......"

A flash of real trance flashed on Mawson's face, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the darkness in front of him and look into the unknown.

For those who live in this city, only 5 years have passed, but for Mawson, he has experienced at least 10 worlds, and the span of time is even more than 100 years.

If it weren't for the particularity of the Chrono Express Company, this huge time difference would be enough to drive a normal person crazy.

Slowly walking to Mawson's side, the woman followed Mowson's example and put her feet on the edge of the roof, she took off the white high heels on her feet, and went barefoot, letting the night breeze pass between her toes.

Raising his head, his red hair spilling down his shoulders, "It's been a long time since I've relaxed like this......"

"It's because you're with me." Mawson smiled and handed the woman a can of beer.

"In the middle of the night, the man who delivers wine to a single woman is not a good man." The woman smiled, but still took the wine from Mawson's hand.

"Scarlett, you've changed a lot."

Mawson reopened a can of beer for himself.

"I've really changed a lot, and it didn't take long for me to submit my application and move to the back office since you disappeared, and I haven't been out on a field assignment in the last few years."

"Even the record I once held in the special forces was supposedly broken by a newcomer."

Scarlett squinted and tucked her hair in the night breeze.

"But you've changed even more."

"Isn't it?"

Mawson smiled.

"What can I change? It's about the same as it was back then. ”

"It doesn't seem to be much the same, but I prefer to trust my instincts." Scarlett clearly disagrees.

"Intuition?"

"It's not like words come out of your mouth." Mawson raised an eyebrow.

"The beauty who used to be a top student has now become sensual." Mawson glanced Scarlett up and down.

"But sexy is still ......"

"I take back what I just said, it seems that you have not changed at all, you are still the prodigal son of Paris."

Mawson smiled and changed the subject, "What about the few of them, how are they doing?" ”

"Who are you talking about? Rip and Duke them? ”

Scarlett asked rhetorically.

"Rip retired and is now working as a pilot in an airline, he got married last year, the other party is a good girl, and it is estimated that the child is about to be born."

"Duke has been looking for Anna all over the world, sometimes in New York, sometimes in Paris, and I've even heard people say they've seen him in China."

Scarlett sighed.

"Most of the people you knew back then have retired now, and there shouldn't be a few who can continue to stay in the army."

"As for you, where have you been in the last few years?"

"I even suspect that you are no longer on this planet, there is really no news, I once asked someone to help me investigate your whereabouts, but I couldn't find it at all."

"Where the hell have you been?"

"The White Ghost is mysterious enough, but you can still find some traces, but only you ......"

Scarlett looked at Mawson curiously.

"Haha......"

Mawson laughed dryly, "Where else can I go, look around the world, and the place where I stay the most should be New York." ”

Scarlett looked suspicious, but she could see that Mawson's words were insincere, so she didn't ask more.

Drinking the beer in his hand, there was no activity in the city center in the distance, and a large cluster of fireworks rose up, and the light of the fire reflected on Scarlett's face, a hint of red.

"Are you going to sit with me like this until dawn?" Scarlett said with a little dissatisfaction.

Mawson spread his hands, looking helpless.

"What if I told you that I just bought a drink and spent the only money I have, I simply don't have enough cash to open a ...... right now"

"Hmm......"

The second half of Mawson's words were blocked by Scarlett, and the fiery red lips were imprinted on his lips, Scarlett seemed to forget where the two were and desperately got into Mawson's arms.

"Don't live up to the Parisian ...... at night"

With the growth of strength and the broadening of his horizons, Mo Sen is no longer the young man who was in the brain of the sperm worm back then, but if a beautiful woman takes the initiative to give him a hug, he will naturally not push it out.

He hugged Scarlett's waist and jumped off the roof with Scarlett in his arms.

Yes......!

Scarlett's eyes widened, but she was greeted only by a deep kiss from Mawson, and she felt her body rapidly approaching the ground, and this intense feeling of weightlessness and the excitement and fear in her mind were intertwined, forming a special stimulus.

Her mind went blank, and she didn't even know how she was brought back to her home in Paris by Mawson, how she got in, how she took off her clothes.

Then roll together......

Everything became dreamy and blurry, Scarlett completely lost control of her body, she completely indulged herself, and kept asking until she completely lost consciousness.

Early morning of the second day.

The warm sunlight hit her face, and Scarlett slowly opened her eyes.

"It's so comfortable, it's been a long time since I've slept so deeply." She stretched a lot, and everything remained in the room.

"It turned out to be just a dream."

"A man who has disappeared for 5 years can still make you dream of him from time to time, and he is proud enough to say it!"

Scarlett laughed to herself.

"Are you talking about me?"

A familiar voice rang out.

Scarlett followed the prestige, and at the door of the bedroom, a familiar and unfamiliar figure was standing there, and on the tray in his hand was a fragrant breakfast.

"How ......"

Scarlett's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but pinch her smooth thighs.

"I'm not dreaming, it's really you Mawson!"

"If you want, we can have a more authentic experience." Mawson deliberately accentuated the last two words.

Scarlett instantly understood what Mawson meant, remembering last night's psychedelia and madness, and couldn't help but have a hint of red on her face.

Only then did she notice that although she was full of energy, her whole body was extremely sore, as if she had experienced a fierce battle.

In the midst of the laughter, a pleasant morning is fleeting.

It wasn't until the end of breakfast that Scarlett suddenly received a message, and her face changed slightly.