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

There was another wine glass on the table, and he filled it with wine and touched it gently.

The sound of fireworks rang out. They were set off by the Parisians to celebrate. Although in his opinion, there was nothing worth celebrating, it could only be attributed to the romance of the French people.

The colorful fireworks rushed up to the sky and burst, instantly making the night sky as bright as day, extremely gorgeous. The moment the fireworks burst in the sky, the lonely Alvin was reflected even more lonely.

"Oh, I knew you were here."

"As the hostess of the party, what are you doing here?"

Alvin didn't look back, there was only one person who could find him.

"Nothing, I just came here without realizing it."

Alvin looked up at the sky. The fireworks shone on his face and chest, becoming colorful and flickering.

Mary suddenly hugged him from behind.

"...Alvin."

"Well, I'm here."

"Tomorrow is the last day."

Yes, July 7th is the final deadline. What happens after that will be beyond everyone's expectations. A slight correction of the seven-day error should be no problem for the suppression force.

"Can you stay with me for a day before you leave?"

"I try my best..."

The fireworks were shot vertically into the sky with a shocking loud noise, then exploded, burst into brilliance, fell down with a shining tail, merged into the darkness, and then disappeared.

Scathach was sitting on the eaves of the roof. There were beautiful fireworks in the sky. The Queen was looking down at all the living beings. When her gaze turned to the two of them, she shook her head with a complicated expression.

"It's clearly a story without an ending, why is it like this?"

PS1: Believe it or not, today is Touma Kazusa’s birthday. Come and listen to the magic of time with me!

PS2: ——If I give money to Gabe Newell again, I’d be an idiot!

A wild popular treasure has appeared!

——I am SB!

PS3: Let’s watch the game tomorrow!

Chapter 227 Love at Sunset (Part )

(Stop cursing, stop cursing, I'm back after pushing Mirror 5.)

After the meeting, Mary left the meeting room in a hurry. It was originally a scheduled date, but she didn't expect that Robespierre would say he wanted to hold a meeting the next day and invited her.

Oh, the revolution hasn't even succeeded yet, and already you're thinking about starting internal strife and backstabbing.

As she thought about this, she quickened her pace. Today was the last day, and no one could stop her!

"Madam, please stay."

The voice came from behind her, and it was very distinguishable. Mary didn't even have to think about it, it could only be that Jacobin.

"What is it, Monsieur Robespierre?"

"Just call me Maxime, madam." He was unusually attentive, which made her unhappy.

"Okay, Mr. Maximilien, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first." After a simple response, she turned around and left without even saying anything, leaving Robespierre standing there awkwardly.

In the square not far away, Alvin and Napoleon were sitting in an open-air cafe. At this moment, Napoleon was telling him about a scene that he might never see in his life.

"Oh, God, you don't know what I've been going through these days." He picked up the coffee and took a sip, then looked around and lowered his voice quietly.

"I almost bombarded Versailles."

Alvin's eyebrows moved subconsciously. He never expected that after contacting Mary and the others, General Lindenwan would really dare to do this.

"To be honest, if you really fire the cannon, you can prepare to become the Emperor of France," he said half-jokingly.

"No, I'm just a soldier now. I'll be thankful if Corsica can become independent. Besides, there are my friends in Corsica. This is unrealistic no matter how you think about it."

"Who can tell what will happen in the future?"

The sound of the bell tower rang out, coming from the center of the Seine River. Although the church suffered a disaster that day, when people entered the rubble, the statue of the Virgin Mary lamenting Christ under the cross was still intact, which was amazing.

"I should leave at this time." Alvin looked at his watch. Because of this sudden change, he only had this afternoon left in the original day.

"Really? Then my friend should be here by now. I'm a little disappointed. I should introduce you to each other next time if I have the chance."

"Okay, next time then."

If there really is a next time, Alvin said in his heart.

Not long after he left, the "friend" mentioned by Napoleon finally arrived. Robespierre sat in Alvin's original position with a tired face.

"I failed."

"As far as I can remember, you have never been successful, Mr. Lawyer, you have never fought a single case." Napoleon handed him the list in his hand. "With your conditions, you can find a good one. Why don't you find someone else?"

"You do not understand......"

She stood in the square. The huge crowd seemed like ink accidentally spilled by God. Everyone's face was blurred, and the person she remembered was not among them.

At this moment, a pair of hands covered her eyes from behind.

"Guess who I am?"

As the familiar voice sounded, she felt at ease.

"Alvin Vasago."

At the same time, he is also the person I like.

"correct answer."

After hiding the answer in her heart, she opened her hands and a cup of hot cocoa appeared in front of her. The aroma from it made her addicted.

"Freshly baked hot cocoa made with your favorite dark chocolate. How about trying it?"

【****************】

【It's none of your business.】

After inserting the tube, she tasted it carefully. The taste was not very good, but it was just acceptable, but it was not that important.

What is crucial and indispensable is "magic". Even if there are only simple raw materials, even if there are only simple techniques and tools, as long as there is magic, we can make the best things with those things.

"How do you feel?" He sounded a little nervous.

"The taste was just okay, barely acceptable, and I even got a small piece of chocolate in it, which was terrible from a professional point of view."

[Look, I told you to let me do it, but you didn't believe it. ."]

"But I'm not a professional. I just like the taste." While enjoying the hot cocoa that was filled with love, she pulled Alvin towards the river.

"Come with me, I still have a few tickets."

"Why did you think of taking a boat?" Alvin, who was being pulled, staggered and almost fell down.

"It's simple. I became curious about you because of that time I took a boat with you."

The pier on the river bank is plain and simple, with several small boats parked there. You only need to pay to go on and enjoy the scenery of Paris along the river. The only difference from a cruise ship is probably the passenger capacity.

"Where is the next stop?"

"Henri IV Quay."

The city was not affected at all, which reminded Alvin of a story the dean told him when he was a child.

After the defeat in the Battle of Waterloo, the anti-French coalition army was surprised to find the rich variety of delicious food in Paris when they entered the city. They instantly forgot everything and started enjoying their own food.

The result was also absurd. France, as the defeated party, was the one that lost money, but it earned back all the money in just ten years.

It's a bit outrageous.

The small wooden boat slowly left the dock, and looking back, it was the church that had just been baptized by fire.

"The last time we sat like this, the atmosphere wasn't this relaxed."

"But time will always change all this."

She held Alvin's left hand and leaned her whole body against him. In the distance was the church, which, despite having experienced a disaster, was waiting for rebirth.

"In my time, I heard a story about how when the rebels who occupied Paris retreated, they planted a lot of explosives in Notre Dame, but they had to leave one person to press the button to explode."

"But the man, the soldier, he couldn't do it. He just sat there, marveling at the beauty of the place. When the troops arrived, they found the explosives were still there, but the button hadn't been touched."

"is this real?"

“I don’t know, but I’ve always loved this story.”

"Yes, it's a very shocking story."

The wind blew her hair and the afternoon sun shone on her body. Mary squinted her eyes slightly. She just hoped that this time could last a little longer, that's all.

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PS1: After finishing this game, I can only say that Lianhua is always a god, but Wuzhi is really not good (whisper)

PS2: When this volume was about to end, Yueliang supplemented the character design (not really)... Could it be that I will also supplement it when the next volume is about to end? (Thinking of peach)

PS2: Dawn Team, oh no, now it should be called Rat Team, why do they break when touched?

@CEO come out for a stroll

PS3: Originally this chapter was supposed to be 4000 words long, but I haven’t finished my case file yet…

Try to finish this volume on 6.1.

Chapter 228 Love at Sunset (Part )

They cruised on the Seine, searching for the smell lingering in the air, a gloomy, moist smell that was different from London, a sunny, warm smell that would never dissipate in the city.

Mary leaned against him gently. Having lived here for almost half her life, she felt for the first time that there was something different in this city.

"It's actually nice to be a tourist. I had forgotten how beautiful Paris is."

"I suddenly remembered that I haven't written a diary for a long time."

Alvin thought of this incident as he watched the people coming and going on the river bank and the larks flying in the sky.

"I feel like I'm creating something when I record what happens every day, so that I won't forget the little bits and pieces of my experience. Even if something happens later, at least it tells me that this experience did happen."

"It's real, it really happened."

Even after human restoration, there is still a diary like this, telling what happened.

"You know, I envy you, Alvin," Mary said. "The longer I spend with you, the more useless I feel, because I never have the right to make my own choices like you do."

"In this city, people just casually leave each other's feelings. Even serious relationships will end and then be forgotten. It's as simple as going to a different store to get some macarons."

"But I feel that I will never forget the person I truly love. To me, no one can replace me."

"When I was little, my mother told me that I was always late for school, and one day she followed me to find out why, and she saw me falling from a tree, which was of course just a minor incident."

"The little things, the little things that move me, I'm going to miss them, always."

"Alvin, in my heart, you are irreplaceable. No one can match your unique and beautiful subtleties."

"I will always remember it and never forget it. Alvin, do you think I'm a little neurotic?"

She turned around and looked into Alvin's eyes. Alvin saw four parts of reluctance, three parts of determination, and three parts of uneasiness in her eyes.

He reached out and hugged her tightly, pulling her into his arms.

"I still remember the night we first met. I kissed your hand and I looked so surprised."

“I always remember that I missed that feeling so much.”

Unfortunately, this was destined to be an encounter without an ending.

"...Will I be able to see you again?" the woman leaning in his arms said softly, even though she knew the answer in her heart.

"After this day, I think the chances are basically zero."

"But we're not serious, are we?"

Many years later, when he grows old, he may just be a character in the old woman's dream, reminiscing about his youth on his hospital bed.