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Catherine Bell saw Edward Schmidt standing on the street, and she started to roll again because of the calm she found in the sunset, "Dibos, sorry, I have to hang up first.
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Report After speaking, Katherine Bell hung up the phone in a panic, turned her head and left the balcony, away from Edward Schmidt's sight.
Before leaving the balcony, Katherine Bell's mobile phone vibrated again, and "Edward Schmidt" was written on the caller ID.
Debs Francis was in his office, and he heard a faint shout from the phone. He couldn't hear what it was shouting, let alone identify who it was, but he heard Catherine Bell. Confusion in the voice. This made Dibbs-Francis a little uneasy, and he stood in front of the window, struggling all the time. Dibbos-Francis didn't hesitate too much, picked up his jacket, walked out of the office, said to the secretary outside, "I'm off work", and left the office quickly, leaving only a hurried back.
Catherine Bell eventually went downstairs because she knew running away would not solve the problem. She still didn't answer the phone, but went downstairs with her phone in hand. At the door, she saw Edward Schmidt, who had been missing for a long time. This "long absence" not only refers to the first meeting between the two after knowing the truth in February; it also refers to the first meeting between the two after Christmas last year, and it also refers to the separation 22 years ago. After that, the real reunion. It's been a long time indeed.
Reunion? The word appeared in Katherine Bell's mind and felt a little weird. Looking at Edward Schmidt in front of him, wearing a light blue vertical-striped shirt, looking at his beautiful eyes~~
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-Updated the first episode~~The sub set it off, dark gray pants wrapped the long legs, matched with a pair of bright brown leather shoes, leisurely and elegant, and a smoky gray wool cardigan was draped over the shirt. , that pleasant appearance does not seem to be waiting for someone at all. Instead, it's like going on vacation.
That handsome face was slightly wider than twenty-two years ago, but it was still a thin and long face. Compared with the youth and high spirits of the year, the crow's feet on the corners of the eyes are clearly engraved with the traces of the years. The wind and frost between the eyebrows also brought the suave and chic sunshine, and after it settled down, it added a touch of charm.
Those eyes, those eyes that are crystal clear and blue as the sea, are no longer as carefree and clear as a teenager. You can see the smile of a calm gentleman, and you can see an elegant and gentle look. But I can no longer see the freedom of youth.
Time will eventually leave its traces.
Katherine Bell originally thought that the figure of William Bell in her mind was already very blurred, but at this time it overlapped with Edward Schmidt in front of her. This is William Bell, the teenager she was crazy about love at first, that The love that was like a flame reappeared in front of me. However, without the ferocity of the blazing fire in the past, only the softness of the slowly burning sunset on the horizon remains.
Originally Katherine Bell thought. It will be complicated to see Edward Schmidt again, because of the car accident of the year, because of the soap opera-like amnesia, because of this complicated reunion, but when she really stood in front of Edward Schmidt, she realized that in fact, things were not the same. Not that complicated. Even if there is William Bell in front of him, and there is no William Bell who has lost his memory, so what?
She is no longer the Catherine Bell of 22 years ago, no matter what accident caused the separation of the two. Twenty-two years later, the world has changed a lot; William Bell is not the William Bell he was 22 years ago. That young and frivolous love is still a good memory in my heart. Marriage is still an indelible experience in life, but it has all passed. What's more, he's Edward Schmidt now.
I remember Evan Bell said when he was filming "The Notebook" that it is cruel to have no memory, because it seems to obliterate everything in the past, and it is the past that is long ago. Today's you , the past has been obliterated, which means the disappearance of "you", and the person standing here now is a brand new person. Love without memories, is it still love?
Katherine Bell looked at Edward Schmidt, and her heart was calm for a while, whether he was William Bell or Edward Schmidt, it all didn't matter.
Edward Schmidt turned his head and saw Katherine Bell with a big smile, "Hey, Katherine." He wasn't in the slightest mad at Katherine Bell for not answering his phone, refusing to meet him, not even mentioning it The plan for this matter was as if nothing had happened. Today was just an ordinary meeting between the two of them.
"Hey, Ed." Katherine Bell raised a smile and waved at him, "What's the matter? Don't you have to work today?"
Ed, Ed, she called me "Ed"...Edward Schmidt wasn't surprised, it took him over a year to finally get Katherine Bell to call her by her nickname, but he couldn't be happier stand up. Catherine Bell didn't answer his phone before, and suddenly became close? Logically, Edward Schmidt should breathe a sigh of relief, he should even be happy, but the unease in his heart distracted him, and his intuition told himself that today's Katherine Bell seems to be different from the past. big difference.
"After work, I was thinking about where to eat in the evening. I felt that I had no idea. I walked to Princes Street unknowingly, thinking that maybe you could give me some advice." Edward Schmidt suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. Go down and arm himself with his usual habitual chicness, but he finds it difficult, and he feels awkward standing in front of Katherine Bell. This feeling is very strange, and it has never happened before. What exactly is going on?
Catherine Bell, who had taken off the big stone in her heart, looked at Edward Schmidt in front of her, and she felt very relaxed, "I remember that you are not very researched in French cuisine? But I think, if you work for a day, your stomach will be full again. If you are too hungry, Chinese food would be a good choice.”
"Chinese food? Didn't you say last time that you are very good at cooking Chinese food? I wonder if you have the honor to taste it..." Edward Schmidt's smile could hardly be hung, such a dialogue mode, It's what he does best. But now, under Catherine Bell's eyes, he could hardly hold on, and his eyes didn't even know where to put them.
Catherine Bell shook her head and refused with a smile, "This is a family craft, and I won't show it easily. Besides, I still have a job today." Cooking? It's a craft Katherine Bell learned from scratch when she got married. Oh, get married... Catherine Bell looked at the man in front of him. He was still that handsome and delicate man. Although there were traces of time on his face, he was still the man who had made her tempted in the first place. Just standing here simply, memories flooded like a tide. However, the more turbulent the memories, the more clearly Catherine Bell knew that it was all over.
"Hu, hu, hu..." A series of anxious voices came from the street corner, which seemed a bit abrupt on Princes Street under the twilight, Catherine Bell and Edward Schmidt couldn't help but look back. It's Dipperth-Francis.
Dippers-Francis, who usually dresses neatly, even a little old-fashioned, was a little embarrassed at this time. The neatly groomed hair was slightly messy, the buttons of the vest and suit were unbuttoned, and the shirt was not fully tucked, not to mention the sweating profusely. Dibbos Francis also saw the two people standing at the door, his gaze stopped on Edward Schmidt's face, and then moved to Catherine Bell's face, his gaze couldn't help being a little embarrassed.
Facing Catherine Bell's inquiring gaze, Dibbos Francis opened his mouth and tried to say something, but his clumsy eloquence really couldn't think of anything. "Mobile phone...signal..." After muttering a few words, he realized that he would say no. Whatever happened, Dibbos-Francis had to give up, his slightly dull face rarely showed a little embarrassment, and his cheeks were stained with crimson because of the fierce running, "It's okay, there's nothing wrong." After that, Dibbos-Francis was about to turn around and leave.
Catherine Bell couldn't help laughing and crying when she saw Dibbos-Francis's mindless thing, and couldn't help asking, "Dibbos, what's the matter?"
What's wrong? Dibbos Francis also wanted to know what happened to him. He heard Catherine Bell hung up the phone, heard the sound that seemed to be a little unusual, and noticed the offensive of his rival Edward Schmidt. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Impulse. Then the next moment, he appeared here.
Stopping in his footsteps, Dibs-Francis turned around and stood there for about two seconds before saying, "I just came to ask you, what do you want to eat for dinner Hearing this, Catherine Bell couldn't help laughing, "It seems that eating is indeed a big problem, and what to eat needs to be studied seriously. But I'm not going to be too grand today, because I still have work in the evening, so maybe I'll order pizza. "
Dipperth-Francis looked at Katherine Bell, then at Edward Schmidt, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something like "Pay attention to your body, don't be too tired", but couldn't say it, and in the end it was just After saying "goodbye", he turned and left.
Edward Schmidt glanced at Dibs Francis who had left, and he could never find a source for his emotions. Seeing Catherine Bell's calm but firm eyes, he finally gave up and told Catherine Bell to Eat on time, don't hurt your health. After speaking, he "failed". Edward Schmidt didn't know what was wrong with him. Today's Katherine Bell is not normal, Dibs Francis is not normal, and he doesn't seem to be normal.
Looking at the back of Edward Schmidt leaving, Katherine Bell opened her mouth and said in a voice that only she could hear, "William, goodbye."
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