Chapter 622： 2 men

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Catherine Bell walked quickly into Eleven Princes Street, leaning against the fence wall, panting, as if a vicious dog was chasing her.

He's back, he's actually back! It's back after 20 years of disappearing! He called himself "Miss Bell" as if it had never happened in the past twenty-two years. Ridiculous, how ridiculous.

How many times when I dreamed at midnight, I would think, is this a dream, I have never met the man named William Bell, and I have not been moved by the bright and coquettish rose under the sunset. , he did not leave Savile Row, nor did he come to the United States with a pair of sons to work hard for a living. But after waking up, looking at the dilapidated houses around her, and looking at her hands that were no longer soft, Catherine Bell knew that this was not a dream, and none of this was a dream. However, Catherine Bell knows that she is very happy, because of these two sons, and because of her complete life now.

Therefore, when thinking of the man named William Bell again, Catherine Bell would stay in place, trying to describe the handsome figure in her memory, but failed repeatedly. Twenty years is really a long, long time. Then, Catherine Bell will smile, the past is over, she no longer needs to think about what will happen if William Bell hadn't left, and she no longer needs to think about whether the family will be lost because of the lack of a man in charge And not complete enough, she no longer even needs to think about why he ran away timidly and disappeared.

Twenty years is enough for the memory to fade away, and everything becomes light. If there is no love, what is there to hate, let alone unforgettable. In the past 20 years, she and her two sons have come here like this, strong and determined, and everything in life is beautiful. So, Catherine Bell can occasionally think of the name "William Bell" in the dead of night and laugh it off.

But until today, Catherine Bell doesn't know she was wrong. When she saw the familiar figure of the man again, the figure she almost thought she had forgotten suddenly became clear, like a brand in the depths of her memory, making her soul feel the heat.

She could hardly control herself, her whole body was shaking violently, all kinds of emotions clashed in her voice, she couldn't even move, let alone speak.

She wants to tell him that without him, her mother and son are doing well; she wants to reprimand him, **** you, their lives don't need his intervention; she wants to question him, he has been silent for the past 20 years Say hello, and now he suddenly appeared and stood there calmly saying hello to herself, what was that? She wanted to ask him, do you know what time it is? It's 2003, not 1980.

anger? sad? Suspect? complain? distressed? resentment? She couldn't even discern her own emotions. At the moment of meeting, Catherine Bell knew that the past twenty years had come to her mind in an instant, and she had lost her judgment. Now, the only thing she can be sure of is: which green onion are you? After disappearing for twenty years, it appears in our lives so calmly. I, Catherine Bell, including my sons, don't need your presence! You are not eligible to enter our life again!

"Miss Bell?" A voice came from outside the fence, and Catherine Bell suddenly became furious, and the confusion in her heart just turned into a rage in an instant.

"Miss Bell", this title is really too ironic, like the greatest irony of everything that has happened in the past twenty-two years: he seems like a stranger who doesn't know himself at all, as if he never existed, he It was as if he had forgotten the two years of his life and his two sons.

This is unacceptable to Catherine Bell, because she is a person, a living person. Even if she has not remembered it for many years, that experience is still part of her memory, and her two sons are the memory of that experience. The best gift ever. Therefore, she couldn't accept the man's calm and ignorant attitude.

Catherine Bell was furious, she turned her head and pulled open the small fence at the door and walked outside, "Go away, I tell you: Get out!" Catherine Bell's angry voice suddenly stuck in her throat, because of this The man standing outside the door was not him. Another unfamiliar figure.

Innocent anger at a stranger, who is likely to be a guest of Eleven Design, is definitely not a rational behavior. This scene was a bit embarrassing, and it also made Catherine Bell instantly put out her anger and calm down.

Only then did Catherine Bell realize that the calmness and wisdom she had accumulated for 20 years were all in chaos at this moment. She was like a stupid and ignorant girl, covering her panic with anger. How ridiculous, how ignorant, how sad, Catherine Bell closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the slightly dry and hot air, and her inner voice whispered: Catherine Bell, you are an adult, don't be like a child. He is nothing, he is nothing!

The chaotic thoughts were smoothed out little by little, and the shock of seeing the figure of the man named William Bell again after 20 years turned into a little bit of gray dust and shattered into every corner of the memory. No matter what her emotions were just now, Catherine Bell was admonishing herself: The other party is just a stranger, so that she can calm down, she needs to calm down.

When she opened her eyes again, it only took about a second. Catherine Bell saw an unfamiliar figure in front of her. This was a middle-aged gentleman in his forties, with a white shirt and black dress, calm and calm. concise. The collarless pearl white shirt is the finishing touch to a man's good taste. Just a glance at eye contact, Catherine Bell distinguishes: this should be her own craftsmanship. That means, this man is a customer of Eleven Design?

Catherine Bell raised her head, crossed the eleven roses in the man's hand, and saw an unfamiliar and familiar face, with quiet and slightly shy amber eyes, a mouth pursed into a straight line, and the quiet and elegant face. temperament. "Mr. Francis?" Catherine Bell was a little uncertain. The man's face was a little familiar, but there were so many guests in Eleven's design. When Catherine Bell first saw it, she only thought that the other party was a stranger, and now a vague name flashed in her mind.

"Yes, Miss Bell, yes." Dibs-Francis said nervously, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth was calm and shy, which was too rare for a forty-year-old man. However, the confidence in his eyes can still be seen, he should be a confident person usually, but he is a little nervous in front of women. When he found out that Katherine Bell actually remembered himself, his vocal cords tightened slightly.

Catherine Bell couldn't help being stunned when she saw the eleven roses handed over by Dibs Francis. Rose again! Wait, eleven? Catherine Bell glanced at the bouquet and saw a card, and when her eyes moved to Dibs Francis' quiet face again, she couldn't help but be suspicious.

Dibs-Francis held the rose in his right hand, and quietly put his left hand into his pocket, wiping the sweat from his palm lightly on the handkerchief, "Miss Bell, I hope my appearance won't be too abrupt."

Catherine Bell's eyes widened a little, "The rose before..." Dibbos-Francis nodded quickly, but found that her actions seemed too urgent, and couldn't help but smile.

"I didn't show up because I was worried about causing you trouble." Dibs-Francis explained with a smile. It turned out that he was the mysterious man who delivered roses every Tuesday for the past ten months!

Catherine Bell knew Dibbos Francis. This gentleman should be a government worker. Catherine Bell was not sure whether the other party was the New York City Government or the Hospital, or some other department, but Dibbos Francis It is indeed the early customers of Eleven Design, so the clothes he wears are still hand-sewn by Catherine Bell. Dibs-Francis is a long-time customer of Eleven Designs, and he has been to Eleven every season for the past six seasons to design new suits. So, Catherine Bell has an impression of him.

However, I didn't expect that this slightly quiet and shy gentleman would actually be the mysterious man of roses who has been persistent in the past ten months, which was beyond Katherine Bell's expectations.

Catherine Bell's brain was still digesting the information, and when it was too late to react, another figure broke in from the corner of her eyes This made her eyes shrink for a moment. It's him! He hasn't left yet.

"Miss Bell." This man was quite a cockroach. He was reprimanded by Catherine Bell for "go away" just now, and was smashed with rose petals in the face, and then he just looked at the back of Catherine Bell angrily left. , but at this time there was no anger on his face, and he still had a gentle and unrestrained smile. He stood beside Dibs Francis and stretched his slender and powerful right hand in front of Catherine Bell. "Miss Bell, you don't know me yet. First meeting, I'm Edward Schmidt. You can call me Ed."

One is wearing a gray shirt, and his handsome and unrestrained temperament has precipitated into a mellow charm over the years; the other is wearing a white shirt, with a gentle and elegant smile that exudes an indifferent fragrance under the setting sun.

Catherine Bell's gaze shifted to the face of the man in the gray shirt, the words reached his lips, but he swallowed them again, widening his eyes. It seemed that after two seconds, Kathryn Bell spoke in a difficult voice, "Edward Schmidt?" Not William Bell!

The man smiled brightly, "Yes, Edward Schmidt, Miss Bell."

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