Once addicted to thinking, Mrs. Lu married

"Miss Mu, where is it?" the hotel staff asked.

Nancy came back to her senses, and quickly replied in English, "Let's go to the tea table." Lu Bojin was sitting there last night, and he still smells like him right now.

After silently eating breakfast alone, Nancy went out with her handbag. The driver seemed to have guessed that she would go out and was already waiting for her outside.

"Miss Mu, where are you going today?" the driver asked when he opened the door.

Nancy got in the car, thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the lower city." In the commercial area there, Gu Yuan destroyed her clothes when she was in Qingcheng, and she didn't even keep her underwear, so she just went out for a stroll .

The driver responded, and immediately started the car. When passing by the city hall, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and he said, "I heard that Mr. Lu has a meeting here today."

"Oh."

Through the car window, Nancy looked at the city hall with a heavy sense of history, and wondered if he had eaten breakfast, or whether he was still dizzy.

The Bentley Mulsanne parked steadily at the most famous shopping mall in Brussels. Nancy got out of the car with her handbag, and the driver followed immediately. She glanced back and said nothing.

The driver who can directly tell her where Lu Bojin is going must not be an ordinary driver, but she has long been used to this.

Nancy quickly picked out her underwear, bought two more long skirts, and a pair of nude high-heeled shoes. After paying the bill, she left the mall and put everything in the car.

"Do you want to go back to the hotel, Miss Mu?" the driver asked.

Nancy shook her head. In China, she almost stayed at home because she was afraid. Now that she is abroad, she can finally go out for a walk. Most importantly, she found that Lu Bojin's indifference made her feel very depressed.

"There is a dessert shop in front, Ms. Mu might as well try it." The driver suddenly suggested.

Looking at him, Nancy finally realized that this should be Lu Bojin's arrangement, "No, I want to look over there." Sooner or later, she will have to get used to living alone.

Fortunately, the driver did not interfere, but whispered to the collar position that Nancy's safety was always what Lu Bojin was most worried about.

Nancy walked forward aimlessly, and when she passed the window of a shop, her eyes were suddenly attracted.

In the window, there are two old photos in a pair of silver photo frames. The gray-haired couple is sitting on a chair in the street. It should have been one photo, but it was split into two and put in two photo frames. Here, face each other silently.

There is a silver note underneath, which reads: During World War II, they survived, but married (married) different people, and they met here 43 years later, leaving the best memories.

It turned out that they were not husband and wife. It turned out that the reluctance in their eyes was the missed youth. For some reason, tears welled up in Nancy's eyes.

She turned around and secretly took out a tissue from her handbag. Lu Bojin, Jiang Muchen, and even Si Chen, they appeared in her life one after another, but it was destined that no one could stay in her world.

There was a momentary urge to call Lu Bojin, without any purpose, just to hear, to hear the voice that made her tremble, but in the end, she endured it.

"Go to the city hall." Nancy suddenly turned her head and walked towards the parking lot. The driver quickly pressed the communicator on her collar. When she turned around, the driver let go of it in fright. She smiled, "I'm always sneaky, aren't you tired?"

The driver looked back and scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "I can't hide anything from Miss Mu."

"Maybe she has been stalked for a long time, it's a kind of instinct born." So, she also began to avoid Lu Bojin instinctively, not because she didn't love her, but because she didn't dare to love again.