Grand Bretagne Hotel Lobby Tea Bar -

The waiter filled Jose's teacup with Earl Grey tea and replaced him with a fresh slice of lime.

Soon after, Karete's half-sugar charma was served.

Kareta picked up the coffee cup in her right hand, and then brushed the hair on one side of her sideburns with her left hand.

This graceful gesture can be said to be a habitual gesture before drinking a drink or eating.

At this moment, José was no longer interested in the creamy tea in his cup, and his eyes staring at Karete's delicate face were full of emotion, but also a different kind of complexity.

"You can see that you are living happily now. ”

José watched as Carette swallowed a sip of coffee in silence, pulling a tissue from the tissue box in her hand and handing it to her as she spoke, his gaze reluctant to take his eyes off her face.

Seeing her staring at the tissue, her expression surprised and puzzled, he smiled gently:

"Before, every time you took the first sip of this coffee, your upper lip would get foam, just like ...... now"

“......”

Kareta immediately put down her cup and took a tissue to cover her mouth. Her cheeks began to burn, and a pair of frightened eyes flickered.

"Thank you... Reminder ......"

She dipped her lips frequently with a tissue and said something with a panicked expression.

"Senior, he ...... It's going to be very good for you!"

Obviously, José didn't speak in a tone that was asking questions, but affirming.

"Well, it's... Me and him... Very good. ”

Carette pulled the tissue away from her lips and replied with a fuss.

"Yes, he did anything to replace me. Now that I have finally caught up with you, I will naturally cherish ......"

As he spoke, José lowered his eyes, his eyes fixed on the glittering one-carat diamond ring ring on Carette's left ring finger.

Two points of light crossed from the bottom of his eyes that seemed to be abyss, and under the contrast of the light brown crystal lenses, the pair of lights was even more prominent, and it seemed to be extraordinarily cold and sharp.

"Lotus... Mr. Jose ......"

Carette looked down completely, staring directly at the coffee in her cup, not noticing the subtle change in José's expression in the blink of an eye.

It can be heard that Jose is still unwilling and resentful of the helpless ending with her, and the casual words he just said with bad emotions also made Carette feel even more flustered for a while.

She didn't know what to say to him.

Do you need to answer the phone and comfort him? But what qualifications do you have to comfort him now?

Kareta secretly complained in her heart.

Perhaps, I really shouldn't be soft-hearted for a while, and I shouldn't think too much about him and rush out to see him.

I don't have any future with him, what I have with him is just a past with no fate, no leaves and no flowers!

It is precisely because of this that two people who have broken up will try to avoid getting together as much as possible, right? Because when two people who only hold the past and cannot control the future meet again, there is nothing to say except to remember the past.

However, it is this endless reminiscence and remembrance that makes getting along with each other more and more awkward.

Now, the only thing that makes Carette regret is why she has to try it for herself to really figure it out.

Noticing that Carrette was silent for a long time, José explained further:

"Don't worry, I don't blame you, Karette. I just want to say that as long as you're doing well, I don't care what happens. I was self-aware, and I really couldn't give you anything at that time. ”

"No, it's not! You don't know what's going on. It was ......"

José's self-pity made Carette feel uncomfortable, and suddenly she raised her head to meet his gaze, impulsively trying to explain the whole reason to him.

He was only halfway through his speech and fell silent.

Why did I forget? I had already broken up with Jose. Explain or not, still can't make up for the past, let alone change the future-

Besides, the reason for the breakup is a secret that can't be told even if you die-

With a few strokes of her lips, she finally calmed down and became silent.

As she looked at Jose, Carret's consciousness seemed to be drawn into another world by the light of his eyes, a world where only she and him existed.

Compared with before, Jose's eyes at this time seemed to be a few deeper, and it was difficult for people to guess easily.

At this moment, these two mysterious rays of light had long gripped Karet's eyes, making her seem to forget to look elsewhere.

The picture hovering in my mind is always the past of myself and him.

Kareta didn't want to reminisce anymore, but just as her own eyes couldn't be separated from the light of his eyes that were shining behind the crystal lenses, her consciousness couldn't easily get rid of the memories of those past events—

Who said that memory is just water in the palm of the hand, and it will always flow between people's open or clenched fingers?

The water trickles down from people's fingers and is left with nothing but the cold touch of the water and the inexhaustible dampness of their hands!

The ontology of this metaphor is the most easily touched point or fragment of memory, which has been deeply imprinted in people's consciousness and cannot disappear with the dissipation of the memory in their minds.

One day, when a certain point or fragment of this memory is touched again by someone, even if the watery memory was once suffocating, they will risk suffocating again without hesitation, and want to regain that watery memory-

The phone rang like a tight sound, finally waking up Kareta in a half-dreaming state.

Her upper body trembled slightly, and she no longer dared to look into Jose's eyes.

She always felt that behind those lenses at the moment, his eyes were radiating a particularly strange look. That kind of strangeness should be called "temptation"-

Carette froze, pulled out her phone from her white handbag and looked at it.

A missed call, from Demos.

Carette's face immediately changed slightly, and she got up and said to Jose:

"I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone, I'll come when I go. ”

"Good ......"

Jose nodded, a gentle smile on his white face.

But as Kareta passed his seat with her phone in her hand, she suddenly smiled all her face, and her expression instantly changed as if she had been frozen, colder and harder than ice.

Carreta took three steps and two steps to the lobby area, which was far away from the tea bar, and quickly ran her fingers on the screen of her mobile phone twice, calling back the missed call from Demos.

On the other end of the phone, he apparently answered very quickly. As soon as the outgoing call was connected by him, his textured voice came out of Carret's mobile phone earpiece and poured straight into her ears:

"Wife, what are you doing now?"

"Oh... It's nothing. I was just at the pool and my phone was in the bedroom......"

Demos's sudden greeting made Karete's already uneasy heart instantly tense again.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, she made up a lie. However, after telling this lie to Demos, she felt weak and ashamed.

"I don't have anything to do, the results report is playing in the auditorium, and I feel bored and will call you. Wife ......"

At this point, Demos stopped talking.

"Hey, Demos, what's wrong with you? What's going on? Hey?"

Sensing that something was not right, Kareta kept asking into the phone port.

Although she didn't talk to Demos face-to-face, she instinctively sensed from his slightly dull tone of voice that his mental state was not good at this time, not as full as when he first went out in the morning.

On the other hand, because of the psychological blame of weakness and guilt, her tone sounded a little anxious.

"It's okay... I just miss you, I want to hear your voice. Are you okay?"

After a pause of nearly half a minute, Demos continued.

"Oh, I'm okay......"

Kareta frowned as she spoke to him on her phone.

On the other end of the earpiece, Demos's voice suddenly became positive and bright again:

"Okay wife, I'm going to have some lunch with them later, I may not have time to call you again." Take a nap and get your spirits up, and at night you're going to dress up and blind those perverts!"

"Okay!

Carreta was amused by Demos's humor, laughed bitterly, and then admonished him:

"Be careful yourself, see you in the evening. ”

"See you in the evening. ”

Kareta hung up the phone and sighed apprehensively. Suddenly, she realized that she was so guilty.

Demos and Jose are always men in two different worlds, and she herself is like a traveler who has repeatedly crossed between these two different worlds, unable to rest after a long journey, physically and mentally exhausted—

Can't stop, or don't want to stop?

Kareta broke out in a cold sweat at the question that popped up in his mind.

RELAX——

She secretly admonished herself to keep her composure.

Don't let Demos know that he ran out of the apartment, and he must not be allowed to know that the reason he ran out of the apartment was to meet Jose who was back in Greece—

Between himself and Demos, Jose is definitely an extremely sensitive topic.

There have been too many turmoil recently, and it is still one thing to be missing at this juncture.

Carette walked back to her seat in the tea-bar with her heart full of thoughts.

Seeing that her face was not very good, Jose asked with concern:

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, thank you. ”

"It's almost noon, let's go upstairs to the restaurant for a bite to eat?"

"Oh... No, another day. Another day you have time, I'll treat you to dinner. ”

Karete's eyes sparkled, and she politely excused herself. She didn't deliberately want to avoid Jose, but she was afraid that she would miss the time and not be able to fully prepare for the important party in the afternoon.

"You've really changed Carret, and you've become like you're afraid of me. I didn't expect that it would take so long to meet and that even my little request to invite you to lunch would be rejected by you. ”

Jose's eyes were staring at Carret, and the appearance of pursing his lips and smiling was full of male charm, very sexy and charming.

"No, I...... I'm going to ...... next There really is something else......"

Kareta was embarrassed, blushing and stammering as she explained.

"Why don't you go and sit in my room up there?"