Chapter 681

Three Times Never Ends Little by little, the smile on Pulan's face bloomed lightly, but this time, Pulan did not avoid looking at him, but looked at Gawain calmly.

“Perfect answer!”

"Faced with such a tricky trap question, he was able to give such a standard answer. It seems that the gentleman should be a girl killer. He must have experienced many similar situations."

Although the words were meant to be sarcastic, one could tell from the look in his eyes and smile that he was actually teasing.

Gao Wen did not quibble or deny, but showed a perfect smile arc.

"So, what do you think of a cunning man who can give a perfect answer to a trap question?"

Is this... a counterattack?

Plan was very surprised. He retracted his jaw slightly, and then he couldn't hold it back any longer. The smile spread from the bottom of his eyes little by little, like ripples, and finally bloomed lightly at the corners of his mouth.

"I think that he is a gentleman who always keeps to the boundaries, but shows gentleness and consideration at critical moments, and does not mind showing his wisdom and cunning, and showing himself frankly and honestly."

"A man like this is very attractive."

One comes and one goes.

Perfect understanding.

Gawain raised his chin slightly, a smile sparkling in his eyes, but he still controlled the corners of his mouth.

“Perfect answer.”

"Faced with such a picky and troublesome trap question, she was able to give an unparalleled standard answer. It seems that a certain lady must have read a lot of romance novels and girls' comics."

At a turn, Plan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, falling backwards and forwards, completely losing his image.

But the point is, Plann doesn't mind.

Gawain looked at Plan carefully, and finally remembered Dimitrov who was still sitting in his seat.

"I'm here with my friends tonight. If you don't mind, you can come and join us."

Having said that, Gawain turned around and gestured to Dimitrov.

Dimitrov was holding a cup of ice cream and enjoying the scene with great interest, as if he was watching a soap opera at eight o'clock.

Seeing Gawain and Plan both turn around, Dimitrov's eyes widened, not knowing how to respond for a moment:

Does he need to dodge? Plan waved to Dimitrov generously, then looked back at Gawain.

"No need. I came here tonight just to relax because I still have two big books to read in the evening. It's the daily life of a student."

Gao Wen nodded slightly to show that he understood, "So... do you want my contact information?"

Pulan tilted his head, a smile flashing in his eyes, "Wait, did you lose my contact information? And then you just came up with so many excuses to shirk responsibility?"

"Maybe, maybe not." Gao Wen said deliberately, "This is my true face, be careful. So, do you want my contact information?"

Plan thought about it carefully and said, "No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure we will meet again." Plan's tone was very firm. "The next time we meet each other, it will be the third time."

A smile appeared on the corner of Plan's mouth. "Look, it's already the 21st century. We are learning from romantic movies to make an impossible promise, pretending that we all believe in fairy tales and hope. But this is also an interesting thing, isn't it?"

"Let's see how the story will continue."

"If we can meet for the third time and still remember each other's names and have a good chat, then I think we will know what to do."

Light, but confident.

Looking at Plan's eyes, the curve of Gawain's mouth slowly calmed down, but the smile remained in his eyes, "As expected, you are French. You look very confident."

"No, it's not usually like that. The French in the movies are so romantic, but in reality, the French believe that romance is dead. It has been completely killed with the rise of the Internet." Plan blinked, and he was also good at teasing and joking. "But the thing is, now there are more and more means of communication and they are becoming more and more advanced, but the distance between people is getting farther and farther."

“You mean, we’re all staring at our electronics and we’re not looking at each other anymore, and we’re not sitting down and talking face to face like the people in Paris do.”

"Yes, that's exactly right. So, I was disappointed and angry that you didn't contact me, but after hearing your explanation, I think you are right." Plan's smile rose, "Maybe you are right. We should choose to believe that miracles exist, just like believing in hope."

"Ha. So, is this fate or just a coincidence?"

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"Wait, wait for time to give us the answer."

This time, Gawain did not answer, but turned his head to look around. The whole action was so obvious that Plan thought something had happened at the scene and looked around as well, but the tavern was still the same tavern, nothing special, and it was still bustling with a group of ordinary people on weekday nights.

"What's wrong?" Plan looked at Gawain and asked his question directly without further guessing.

Gao Wen shrugged and said, "No, I'm checking if there are any cameras around because this all seems like a scene from a movie. It's a bit unbelievable."

"..." Plan couldn't believe that she was fooled by Gawain's little trick again. She even looked around obediently.

But the key is that she is not annoying.

Not only did he not hate it, but the corners of his mouth lifted up again. Then Plan went on to say, "If it were really a movie, it would be too retro and too old-fashioned. The audience would probably protest strongly."

“People are always like this, they dislike movies that are old-fashioned, but you know what? Old-fashioned also means classic. We should not deny classics in pursuit of novelty.” Gao Wen said seriously.

Plan looked at Gawain with a smile on his face. This time he did not speak in a hurry. Instead, he paused, took a small step forward, stood on tiptoe, got close to Gawain's ear, and whispered, "I don't dislike the old-fashioned movies. I dislike your tricks and jokes. They are old-fashioned and not young at all."

There was a sly gleam in Plan's eyes, and he stepped back again.

But he didn't expect that Gawain took another half step forward, and the distance between them, which had not been fully opened, was shortened again, and they were almost sticking together, like a tango. The air between them was burning, and Plan held his breath in an instant.

Then, Gawain leaned forward slightly and whispered in Plan's ear, "Have you forgotten? We are filming a story set in the Middle Ages. Maybe old-fashioned tricks will be popular at that time?"

Plan could feel Gawain's breathing gently surging in his ears, light and hot. His ears suddenly felt itchy and he subconsciously avoided his gaze.

But before Plan could react, Gawain had already stepped back, creating some distance between them. The cold air surged in again, and the space between the two of them seemed to suddenly expand.

The beating of the heart suddenly lost its original frequency and became disordered.

(End of this chapter)