Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

But he still held back.

"hope so."

“I wish you peace.”

“I wish you peace, too.”

"If you choose to back off, that's fine, but no one will remember you at her wedding."

"Alvin Vashak will be remembered more by her because he silently chose to bless her," Amadeus said.

"He should have been the groom at the wedding that day. He was the one who loved Miss Romani the most, but he chose to let her go because of his cowardice. We will remember him even more."

That is a harsh thing to say, Amadeus, you are so kind.

On the way back, the two were worried. Amadeus' words had a great impact on him. He kept looking out the window, seeming absent-minded and as if he was worried. Under his influence, Romani, who originally wanted to say something, also looked unhappy.

"What I saw last night was about the experience that happened that day..."

"That's not the question I'm asking you." Scathach leaned on the sofa, looking at Alan and Romani who became strange after being out for a day, and couldn't help feeling a headache.

"You can't tell a good story in your current state. Alan, let me ask you, where did you go today, and why are you and Solomon acting so strange?"

"Amadeus's."

"I understand." Scathach shook her head helplessly and spread her hands. She probably talked about emotional issues, and she was really unable to help in this regard.

"Let's discuss this issue again when you've made the adjustments." She planned to go to the bathroom to take a bath. In the past few days, she gradually fell in love with the feeling of taking a bath.

After all, if the bow is tied too tight, there is a risk of it breaking.

"Finally, let me remind you that although this is a past fact for us, it is a true story for Solomon. Alan."

Allen just remained silent, and no one knew what he was thinking. Scathach, who saw this scene, just sighed.

After dinner, Romani went straight upstairs, dived into bed, and rolled around.

"Ah! Eren, what on earth are you thinking about?!"

After listening to Mary's advice, Romani finally faced his inner determination and was about to prepare, but when he saw Alan's gloomy face, he lost interest instantly.

"Huh? What is this?"

Romani found a notebook, which seemed to be what he had found after a lot of trouble.

"Alan's diary? Let me see it."

But soon, Romani was disappointed. This was not a diary, but a notebook that Allen used to write travel notes. The first page he opened was exactly the reason for coming to Paris.

Alan's handwriting is very beautiful, and it is one of the best in Chaldea - except that it is a little small, everything is good.

Romani read from his notes.

"I came to Paris this time probably just on a whim. I just suddenly wanted to stay in Paris and sit in a coffee shop. Maybe it was for romance. After all, it is the most romantic city in the world."

"The night before I left Chaldea, I watched Me Before You, a British love movie. The hero asked Clara to go to Paris and find a cafe by the Seine River to sit down, order a cup of hot coffee and a freshly baked hot croissant, spread a little butter and strawberry jam on the croissant, and the girls passing by would wink at him."

"This is his impression of Paris. I suddenly can't remember the unforgettable things when I first came to Paris. Maybe it was buying chocolate crepes on the roadside, and the hot chocolate sauce was blown all over my sweatshirt by the wind? Or the days when I drank with Lao Niu on the balcony of the apartment next to the Bastille?"

"Paris in July is not too cold and there is a lot of sunshine. Romani will probably like it very much."

This is his first page.

Romani continued reading through the notebook until he reached the most recent page he had left, which was the schedule.

07.5, went to the Eiffel Tower with Romani. There were so many people that day that we didn’t take many photos.

07.6, went to the Palace of Versailles with Romani, where a wedding was being held.

07.7, went to Disneyland with Romani. After seeing Romani hanging on me like a koala, the haunted house was not scary anymore.

If only this period of time could be longer...

She was moved.

"What is coming will come sooner or later. Love if you want to. No one can win the race against time. Face everything calmly and indifferently. When you meet someone you like, cherish the fate. No matter if they are just passers-by in your life or long-term confidants, they are all wonderful memories of your life. It is rare to have a few true friends in the sea of ​​​​people. Please don't ignore this feeling and cherish the person in front of you."

Mary told Romani the story of herself and Amadeus. Little Carl, who didn't understand what his mother and older sister were talking about, felt bored and found some time to go back and play by himself.

"We always feel the best about things we have lost, and lost love is always unforgettable. Cherish or let go, both are necessary processes in life. When love comes, knowing how to grasp it is a kind of happiness."

"So, for your own sake, at least try once, Ms. Romani. Don't let yourself regret it."

Mrs. Mary's words in the morning came back to her memory, and Romani's eyes gradually became dazed.

In this case, the future vision that should have disappeared actually appeared again.

The wedding scene was like a series of slides. The thin white line on the bifocals of the officiating judge might be a white hair; there was a bunch of baby's breath in her bouquet; her former rival Olga Marie stood up to make a toast.

She looked towards the door and saw a well-dressed man appearing there.

That was the answer she wanted to see.

Romani took action. She put on her slippers and jogged all the way to the living room. She met Alan's somewhat confused eyes.

"Romani?"

She took two steps at a time and rushed to him.

"I have something to tell you, look up."

Although he didn't know what she was going to say, Alan still raised his head obediently, and then he opened his eyes wide.

That was an experience he had never had before.

In that summer that seemed like a dream, Romani kissed his lips, which had no trace of tobacco smell, and rubbed them gently.

"You know what to do next, Alan."

←To be continued

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PS1: The 21-year-old Mbappe is right there. Looking at him with affectionate eyes, he sees his 19-year-old self as his shadow.

PS2: Allen and Romani’s kiss is now in a Schrodinger’s state, you thought they kissed, but they didn’t, you thought they didn’t, but they did kiss.

PS3: Let's see when school can start (no mercy)

Chapter 162 Time is running out for Amadeus

"It's such a sad story."

When Alan woke up from the plane again, he saw the familiar scene and he wanted to kill the person who brought him into this world.

After that night of breakthrough, he enjoyed five full days of life he had never enjoyed before, gloriously ending his days of solo sleep in the womb.

Then he turned around.

From the evening flight of July 7th to the morning flight of July 13st...

Alan shut himself off completely.

When Scathach, who had no idea how she got a driver's license, drove a carriage with a BMW brand on it and signaled Alan and the others to get in, he couldn't even find the trunk.

"Is it a surprise?"

"Indeed. Driving a Bavarian product on the streets of Paris, you really didn't mean to do that, did you?"

"Then let me play a song." She turned on the car radio and tuned to an unknown channel.

"From Maas to Memel, from Esch to Belt."

"...You are still stronger."

After the usual introductions to each other, they made their inferences and guesses about the thirteen days of this reincarnation cycle.

"If you spend thirteen days peacefully, the fourteenth day will not be the most important day in France, July 7, but the recurring July 14."

"I can see that. Don't be too sad. This kind of thing is beyond our expectations."

"No, actually I knew it a long time ago, I was just too stubborn."

Alan's eyes became empty, like a salted fish that had lost its dreams. He collapsed helplessly on the sofa, his body boneless, like a noodle.

"...Squeezed dry?"

"If that's the case, that's fine." He turned over and continued to lie facing the sofa.

"Want to go out and have a look tonight?"

"You decide. I don't care."

A few hours later, in a pub in Paris, Amadeus was comforting Alan, who had experienced many ups and downs, with a tearful smile.

"You don't even know what it means to go from 0 to 1."

"I know."

"So do you know what it is like to go from 1 back to 0?"

Amadeus couldn't laugh anymore, he could only pull this guy back to prevent him from drinking too much.

"I'm stupid, really."

Alan raised his lifeless eyes and continued. "I only knew that the world would continue to cycle and would eventually return to the first day; I didn't know that it would be the same on July 7. I got up early in the morning and packed my things. After making breakfast, I went upstairs and asked Romani to bring down the suitcase. She was very sensible and listened to every word I said; we went to the airport in the evening. After boarding the plane, I felt very sleepy and wanted to sleep, so I slept. When I woke up, it was her who called me. I opened my eyes and saw that the cabin was not right, and she didn't look like that anymore. Romani would never change her mind; I asked casually, and sure enough, she hadn't. I was anxious and wanted to check the time. When I landed, I looked for the clock and saw that the time on my phone was July 13. I said, it's broken, I'm afraid it's back again. I went out again; it was indeed Charles de Gaulle Airport in France, and the car was parked in exactly the same position, and Scathach even drove over to pick it up..."

He continued but sobbed and could not utter a complete sentence.

"Well, excuse me, although most of the words you said, Alvin, are words I don't understand, but I can understand your feelings."

"Boss, give me two more cups here!"

"Don't you have no money?"

"This space seems to support property inheritance."

Alan was stunned for a moment, then banged his head on the table like crazy.

"Kill me, Amadeus!"

"Stop, stop, stop, I'll pay for the drinks, okay?" When he said this, his face changed, and he subconsciously patted his pocket, revealing an expression of pain.

I have to spend money today, I feel so sad...

——At least that’s what he thought three hours ago.

"That's really not nice." After seeing the bill that had already been paid, he put it away with a wry smile, shook his head and went back.

Amadeus suddenly thought of Salieri. If he were there, he might feel more relaxed now.

Of course I think so, but if he were really here, I would 100% kick him away and do it myself, haha.

[Your situation is getting worse.] The unicorn stood beside his desk, watching him writing furiously under the light, making its gorgeous silver mane sparkle.

[Even this reflection shines brighter than the flame of your life. You know what this represents and means.]

He didn't say anything, just wrote the music score, and it just looked at him without saying anything.

"You are getting impatient." Amadeus smiled. "Why do you continue to deprive me of my time? I can see that you have a good impression of this piece."

[Because I gave you too much time. ]

The unicorn said this. It looked at him, and he looked at it. It kept hoping that he would show weakness and confusion in his eyes, but it was disappointed every time.

This time is no exception.

"you are lying."

[No, you are the one who lied.] It immediately saw through Amadeus's sophistry. [You could have eternal life, but you chose to be a prisoner of time.]

"No, you're just mad at me for kissing Mary and little Carl."

Surprisingly, nothing happened.

"Aren't you angry?"

[Why am I angry?] It almost spoke while holding back its anger. As Amadeus said, it was now furious, but he was surprised that it did not explode.

【I have to go now.】

"It's better to leave without seeing him off."

It's really strange, has this guy's temper become so good?