In the early morning of the villa in the South District, Demos got up just after six o'clock.

Today is the opening day of the European Art Festival, and he must rush to the Sofitel Grand Hotel in the west of Athens at the appointed time, where the makeup artist appointed by the organizing committee will make a look and package for him, and then change into a pre-customized dress, so as to make the final sprint for his speech during the opening ceremony of the festival after 9 o'clock.

After washing, he had breakfast and was ready to go out, not forgetting to bring his favorite CK Truth Men's Perfume with him before leaving.

Noah entered the garage to pick up the car from the connecting door at the back of the villa in advance, and now he had opened the freshly washed black Escalade and parked outside the metal carved courtyard door of the villa to wait for his owner.

Standing under the porch of the villa, Demos gazed at Carette tenderly, and gave her a careful admonition.

"I've added a defensive barrier to the villa, and it's going to be fine. Stay at home and don't run around, pay attention to the time, Noah will come back to the villa at 4 pm to pick you up. ”

Tonight at 7:30 p.m. will be the festival's first buffet banquet at the Grand Sofitel's Grand Ballroom, where attendees can bring one or two family and friends.

Naturally, Demos would have brought Carreta with him.

In order to coincide with the celebrations, Demos will spend the whole day at the Sofitel Grand Hotel. So he planned to go to the venue with Noah in the morning, and he also needed the help of his attendants in some preparations such as changing clothes in the early stage.

Around the end of the afternoon, Noah drove back to the South Side villa, took Carette and her evening gown to the beauty salon where she had made an appointment to get her hair cut and make-up for dinner. Before half-past seven, the two of them rushed to the hotel to round out with Demos.

Demos has been very cautious and sensitive lately, and he feels uneasy as soon as he leaves Carette.

Unable to attend the opening ceremony, Carette uses a spell to enchant the villa to prevent enemies from attacking.

Although Carreta thinks about Noah and doesn't want him to run too much, her idea of going out to the beauty salon alone and then going to the Sofitel Grand Hotel is immediately rejected by Demos.

Carette straightened Demos's clothes, and replied to him with a warm smile:

"Don't worry, I'll wait for Noah in the villa. ”

"Well, that's good!"

After reaching out and kissing her cheek, Demos leaned sideways down the porch.

Carette drove him all the way out of the carved gate, and after seeing him get into the car, she said to Noah in the driver's seat:

"Thank you, Noah. ”

"Rest assured, I'll take care of him. ”

Noah smiled respectfully at her, honked the car horn and stepped on the accelerator.

Kareta watched as Escalade drove away.

At this moment, she felt extremely happy.

After a series of conflicts and entanglements, the inseparable love between her and Demos seems to have turned into a deep and sincere family relationship.

Love is always an emotion that cannot be explained in simple words.

Love has experienced responsibility and dedication, and after experiencing the baptism and precipitation of time, it will be transformed into another kind of affection - family affection.

Family affection is a good medicine, in the face of failure and setbacks, it can fill the lost heart of the injured person, and after tugging at the heartstrings of the injured person, it can make them regroup.

Family affection is the most lasting driving force, giving each other selfless companionship and reliance on the most helpless and bumpy road.

Now, Carreta truly feels the power that really exists between her and Demos and Noah.

It is the emotional bond that makes them an inseparable whole, allowing the three of them to trust and help each other.

Carette locked the courtyard door and entered the villa.

After spending more than an hour in the open-air pool on the second floor, she went back to the bathroom to take a shower, and then took out the bright red dress and skirt that she was going to wear at night in the bedroom and gestured with it.

The cell phone on the bedside table rang suddenly, and Carette lowered her skirt to reach for it.

The moment her eyes touched the screen that lit up, her face instantly sealed into an expression of extreme shock, and the palm of the hand holding the phone trembled vigorously.

In the mobile phone, the owner of the number that called was Jose, who hadn't been in contact with her for a long time!

Jose –

Karet's mind went blank as she stared at the flickering on-call pattern on her phone's screen.

If it weren't for the name in the most prominent position in the place, she thought she had deliberately forgotten the handsome man.

Kareta couldn't sense what she was feeling at the moment.

Excited, hesitant, or nervous?

Or do these emotions have a fair share of weight in her heart?

Or, there are more complex emotions than these emotions that are occupying her heart-

Kareta didn't know what to do.

It wasn't until the signal was automatically cut off because it had been unanswered for a long time that she breathed a sigh of relief.

She had encountered this situation when she tried on an engagement dress in a bridal shop before, and not only did she not answer, but she also deleted Jose's unanswered calls.

At that time, he didn't send it again.

At the moment, Carette had no idea why Jose was calling again, let alone where he was calling her now.

Carette's heart was filled with all kinds of questions, but at this moment, the phone rang again, and it was still Jose's number.

This time, the regular ringing of the bell sounded extremely restless, and the increasingly harsh rhythm almost drove Kareta into a desperate situation.

Kareta was nervous, and a fine sweat was already oozing from her forehead.

She still didn't press the answer button.

She didn't think she had the guts to answer. In the end, he proposed the breakup first, and he was the one who lost him-

Within a minute of the automatic disconnection of the call, Kareta received another text message on her phone.

In today's era, all kinds of chat software are all over the mobile phone system, and there are not many people who use text messages to communicate with each other.

Today, however, José was sending messages in this old-fashioned way, definitely hoping that Carreta would see what he wanted to say to her in the first place.

Carreta hesitated, but clicked on the envelope-style icon in the corner of the phone screen.

"Dear Karete, please don't let the peaceful parting between us be a reason why we can no longer be friends. ”

That's all there is to it in the message.

José's expression for the word "dear" is not a term for lovers, but for a specific term used to denote the relationship between friends and family.

Suddenly, there was a pang in Karete's heart, and she remembered the past.

With the precipitation of time, day after day, year after year, those fragments that she forcibly blocked in her memory and never touched again were projected in her mind, and she could not stop for a long time.

The long-healed scar on her soul seemed to be torn apart by the merciless memory again, tormenting her to death.

Had she been deceiving herself? Carete wondered, why else she thought she had forgotten all about the people and things she had completely forgotten, but a phone call, a text message, had once again occupied all her thoughts, making her so sour, so uncomfortable—

Thinking of the figure she had mislooked at at at the engagement ceremony, Carette became even more hesitant at this time:

Have you really forgotten him, forgotten the young figure with a lot of hair-

The phone rang for the third time, and it seemed that this time it was not as polite to Carreta as it had been the first two times.

Carreta was even more distracted by the sound of bells that kept rushing into her ear drums.

She felt that what she was holding in her hand at the moment was not an ordinary mobile phone, but a timed~time~bomb~ bomb that would detonate at any time.

If you still ignore this, I'm afraid he won't stop there-

Kareta stared at her phone with a frown, her two bright pupils reflecting only the flickering touch button in the center of the screen.

Finally, after trying to force the heart that was about to jump out of her chest back into place, she quickly swiped her thumb towards the answer button on the screen.

The earpiece was attached to her right ear, and Carette wanted to say something polite, even if it was "Hello, I'm Lachio......". But as soon as he opened his mouth, the two lips began to fight, shaking non-stop.

Kareta didn't understand why she had made such a trembling move, and perhaps in her own emotional world, she was sorry for him......

After a few seconds, because he couldn't hear any movement on the other end of the phone, the other end opened his mouth first.

It's still the long-lost male voice, very gentle, very good:

"Thank goodness Carreta for finally answering my call, thank you very much. I thought I would never hear your voice again in my life. ”

This last sentence was also what Kareta said in her heart, and it was what she wanted to say to him.

"Jose... Mr. Jose. ”

Kareta paused for two seconds and replied on the other end of her phone.

The first moment she heard his voice, a sour pain rose in her heart inexplicably.

"I didn't expect to stop contacting me for a few months, you really have a lot of ...... for me"

On the other hand, Jose sighed helplessly, and his tone sounded a little dissatisfied with Carette's approach to his honorific title of "sir".

"That's... You... How's it going?"

Carette stammered and regretted it as soon as she finished her question.

If his answer is "I've had a good time lately", that's fine, but if he immediately says something like "I've been slumped since we broke up" or "I've had a terrible life" on his phone, wouldn't he have a nervous breakdown with guilt and apologies?

Maybe it's because I'm too sensitive, so I think too much-

While Carret's mind was entangled in uncertainty, Jose's voice came out of the earpiece:

"It's okay... I've gone back to Greece and want to see you. ”

"Oh... Huh?"

Before Karet's nerves could fully relax, they tightened again.

"I don't have any classes in graduate school today, so I'm free, can I meet you?"

"I... I... I have something to do in the afternoon!"

"You're still so real, Kareta, you can't even make a false excuse to excuse yourself, it's only morning. ”

After José's prompting, Carreta was also made laugh and cry by her ridiculous words.

yes, it's less than 10 a.m. If you want to decline the invitation, why don't you just say that there is something else going on now?

"Don't be like this, Carette, you and I are still friends after all, comrades in arms who once fought together. I learned about your engagement to your senior from the media, and I just wanted to wish you well in person. In a month's time, I will leave Greece again after I have my qualification, and I will never set foot on this soil again. Before you leave, give me a chance to bless you, okay?"

José's attitude was very pertinent, and he said a lot in one breath.

"I... I'm sorry, I... Really can't go. ”

The persistence in his heart was shaken by the sincerity and sincerity interpreted in his words, and Carette finally closed her eyes, and resolutely rejected him, while strengthening her determination for the wavering in her heart.

"I'll be waiting for you at the tea bar in the lobby of the GrandBretagne hotel after I hang up, so I won't lose too much time. Whether you come or not, I'll sit there and wait. ”

In the phone, Jose no longer continued to entangle with Carret, but hung up after Tuk Tuk finished speaking, and his movements were direct and crisp.

"Hey, Mr. Jose!"

Kareta screamed, her expression helpless.

Putting her phone back on the bedside table, she sat weakly on the edge of the bed and was stunned for a long time.

Isn't it said in the human world? When you break up, don't meet under any pretext. Now that each other has gracefully turned around, it is time to concentrate on their new lives.

The cruelest weapons in the world are time and distance, which can turn once loved ones into strangers, and make the love that once stuck in their hearts fade away.

They teach people to forget and train people to think of life as a show......

Slowly, the passion and romance have faded away. Looking back, there is no longer the attachment and love of the past.