At noon on Thursday, Carette was in Jose's apartment. The two of them had been together for a few days since his memories were restored, as if to make up for the lost time they had to separate.

Having just brought back the ingredients from the supermarket and it was almost time to prepare lunch, Carreta wanted to kick Jose out of the kitchen.

"Leave it to me here, you can get out of here. Didn't you say that you have to hand in your graduation project next semester but you haven't been inspired, so let's go to the study and look for it. ”

"Please, you're at my house, teach me how to have the heart to find inspiration......

Jose got up and got tired of her.

"Quick—go—"

Carette tiptoed a kiss to José's forehead and pushed him out of the kitchen door.

"Dinner will be on time in an hour!"

"Good—good—"

Seeing that Jose had no choice but to leave Carret, he relieved himself and closed the kitchen door by the way.

The mess inside and outside the house is really in line with a bachelor's style of life, and it should be cleaned up.

However, it is really impossible for ordinary people to clean up and cook in an hour, but it is difficult for a Titan!

Kareta crossed her hands on her hips and pondered for a moment to find a countermeasure. She stuck out her tongue and made a mischievous smile, and stretched out a hand to draw a half-circle in the air at random and perform a small spell.

The water comes out of the faucet immediately and automatically. With the sound of "banging" water, the vegetables jumped out of the shopping bags and jumped into the washing basin in a line, and the messy dishes flew to the west and finally returned to the storage cabinet.

It's also fun to watch everything in the kitchen come to life with her own spells, and work in an orderly manner under her own control. If spells can achieve twice the effect with half the effort, why not use it?

"What are you doing?"

The sudden sound behind her startled Karet, and she quickly turned around. José was standing behind her, looking in amazement at everything that was dazzling in front of her.

Kareta panicked and stopped the spell. A pot in mid-air suddenly fell to the ground, and a pot of water inside also spread flowers. Several bone china plates flew down, "clanging" and shattering on the ground.

"You're having a great time by yourself... Spend me to take shortcuts for laziness. ”

"Right...... I'm sorry, I'll clean it up right away. ”

Carette laughed dryly, but when she saw Jose approaching, she stepped backwards with an embarrassed face, until her back was against the edge of the console, and there was no way out, and she leaned over and was taken into his arms.

"Looks like an hour isn't enough, right?"

He asked softly, breathing a little heavily.

"I'll cook now......"

"I don't want to eat......"

"That'...... So what are you going to eat......"

"I'm going to eat you!"

José picked up Carreta and hurried out of the kitchen into the bedroom. Putting her on the bed, he looked at her from head to toe with a burning gaze.

"Why do you look at people like that?"

Kareta blushed and looked away from the look. Jose was still staring at her, sly smiling.

"I'm thinking...... The girl I love is actually a goddess and a superwoman, and this strange feeling makes me excited. Baby, if I do something blasphemous now, will I be hit by five thunderbolts?"

"Yes! If you do that now, I promise there will be thunder in ......."

"Then let it kill me! I won't let you go even if it does! Baby, you're so beautiful, no kisses or caresses can feed me!"

Jose couldn't hold back any longer, and leaned over to hug the beauty in front of him.

Kareta couldn't help but feel nervous, but she didn't want to stop him. Even if they stay together, this kind of thing will happen sooner or later, and this time I really shouldn't refuse him again.

José's movements are gentle, as docile and reserved as his own, and he quickly brings Carreta to the top.

"Hmm...... Hector ......"

A selfless moan halted José's movements, but he continued to kiss Carette with the intoxication on her face.

In a state of fascination, a picture of activity flickered in front of Carette's hazy vision. In the picture, two bodies are lying on the bed and embracing each other passionately, their hair intertwined and their clothes do not cover their bodies.

When Carette looked closely, she found that one of the bodies was herself, lying on her back under Demos to Cheng Huan, and her uncontrollable sinking expression filled her whole red face with excitement.

That picture had really happened, and it was a memory that lingered in her subconscious-

Kareta woke up from a dream, her body that had just been ignited by passion instantly cooled, as if falling to the cold water and becoming more and more stiff.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?"

Her growing inopportuneness caused José to finally stop moving.

"Isn't it...... Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"I'm sorry...... It's my bad ......."

Karete's eyes dodged and she didn't dare to make eye contact with Jose's concerned gaze, and she felt extremely guilty. Obviously, he made a big mistake, but it was Jose who apologized, and he was accommodating to himself everywhere in his words.

She scrambled to her feet and threw herself on his chest, her arms wrapped tightly around him, as if he would suddenly disappear at any moment.

"Don't leave me! Promise me not to leave ...... again"

"Why am I willing to leave you? baby, what do you remember?"

José patiently soothed her, rubbing her back with one hand and leaning down to kiss the blonde hair on top of her head.

Is the true love of your heart Hector or Jose -

Helen's dying doubts ran into Carette's mind at the right time, causing her fragile heart to tremble in pain.

Why did Helen ask like that? Aren't Hector and Jose the same person? What does she mean by asking?

"It's going to be the weekend soon, let's go on vacation to Mykonos together. ”

"What......?"

As she was distracted, she heard José whispering something in her ear and hurriedly refocused.

José smiled, but did not mean to blame.

"I mean, go on vacation to Mykonos together, it's said to be a very beautiful place for couples. So much happened the other day, it's time to relax and play for two days. ”

"So, is it just the two of us?"

"Of course! and...... I'm going to hold you all night like I do now. ”

Infected by the sight of red clouds flying up Karet's cheeks, Kdiwen replied in an ambiguous tone, and burned the kiss marks on the two fiery clouds.

......

It was already evening when Carette returned to her hotel room to pack her belongings. I had just asked Bai Xiu to "ask for leave" from him cheekily, but I didn't expect him to nod his head happily and agree.

Of course, Bai Xiu would not stop the two of them. He was a god of brilliant minds, and could never repeat what neither Kamod nor the god of darkness could do. Besides, he was used to going it alone, and since he had been looking for the Athena gem all along, he had no hope of asking Kareta for help, as long as she didn't cause any more trouble and cause other events that had nothing to do with the mission.

Talking to each other on the phone before bedtime was a common practice between Carette and José. Carreta picked up her phone, her right thumb flicking the on-screen communication log with great dexterity, until she saw a number.

Demos!

The name on the number made Karete's heart tremble. What seemed to be a calm surface of water suddenly fell into a grain of gravel, creating ripples that overlapped and overlapped at once sweet and uneasy.

If he hadn't struck in time in the desert, Kareta couldn't imagine what the battle with Helen would have turned out to be. Although the most used adjectives for him in the rumors of Olympus's gods are "violent and unruly" and "murderous and cruel", all the incidents that have occurred in the past few days reflect his unprincipled tolerance and protection of her!

And the most crucial point, which is hard to believe that he actually returned Jose's memories with his own hands.

Shouldn't you give us a call?

Carefully calculated, it had been four or five days since the end of the desert battle that day, and Carette was conflicted in her heart.

It's just a phone call, it doesn't mean anything, anyway, we've been in contact with each other before-

When the mind struggles, the fingers unconsciously touch the call button, and the agile screen reacts immediately, and a rhythmic slow "beep" sound comes out of the microphone.

"Wow-no, I haven't figured out what to say-"

Carette screamed and frantically pressed the hang button, but within five seconds she was convinced. Taking a deep breath and feeling like she had mustered up a lot of courage, she moved to redial the number......

In the luxuriously and stylishly decorated duplex villa, Demos's mobile phone is lying on the bedside table in one bedroom, making a silent vibration.

A man and a woman were doing intense undulating movements on the bed next to them, their dull breathing mixed with delicate moans ruthlessly suppressing the phone's tremor so that it sounded so little that it wouldn't attract anyone's attention.

The phone automatically cuts off the signal after a "no answer" real-life voice prompt. Kareta looked at Demos's number in disbelief, and felt a little sadness in her heart for no reason.

Really, where did he go again? I thought I would have some free time tomorrow, and I could treat him to dinner before he left for vacation.

After the "hand-to-hand fight", Demos took a simple shower and returned to bed, picked up his phone, and saw the electronic clock on the screen as well as Carette's missed call.

There are two of them! That stupid girl can take the initiative to call and have nothing to do—

Just as he was about to call back, Demos suddenly realized something, looked sideways at the sleepy young woman beside him, and gave up the original thought.

Leaning against the head of the bed and lighting a cigarette, Demos took two deep breaths and raised his head to exhale a long green mist, brushing his fingers through his damp and messy black hair, and then pushed the woman.

"Get up, you go!"

"Didn't you say it's better to spend the night at your house......"

The woman was slightly dissatisfied, her sleepy eyes widened, and her body remained still.

Demos got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom and quickly returned, slamming a stack of bills on the woman, his tone aggravated.

"Get out of here if you get the money!"

"What do you mean, what do you think of me?"

"Why don't you think you are?" I don't want to be thrown naked on the street, so I'll leave right away!"

After a disdainful sneer, Demos sat on the edge of the bed and smoked, ignoring her.

The woman is angry, looking at the cold face and looking at the banknotes on the bed, the number is indeed tempting.

"Cut! It's great to be rich......"

She said incorrectly, while quickly putting on her clothes, holding the tickets in her hand and walking away.

Demos sat in solitude.

After spending so much time in the dark world, he seemed to have become one with its lonely colors, becoming more and more deserted. Pleasure-seeking is nothing but a search for a sense of existence, for it is only in that state of euphoria that he reaches the peak that he can feel his true self!

However, after the excitement, Demos will return to the original point, like the hustle and bustle of the sky after the noise has dissipated, and he will be left alone, sitting quietly in the corner of the night, savoring the loneliness that is more painful and more oppressive than the loneliness before the excitement comes.

Perhaps, that's the nature of loneliness, Demos thought, that's the real self—

And at this moment, a strong sense of disgust that he had never felt before invaded him and tormented him. He hated himself, his sinful and filthy body and soul. He even began to wonder if this disgust for himself should be called guilt, and whether this unusual guilt stemmed from her, Carret......