How could I fall in love with him?

Adela remembers seeing Edgar for the first time in the summer when she was fifteen years old.

Her memory is not very good, but surprisingly, she always remembers the events of that day very clearly. She even remembered that it was very hot that day, there was no wind outside the window, the sky was dark and heavy, and a rainstorm was coming.

Adela is doing her summer homework in Grandpa's study.

Unfortunately, she lost a bet with Frank, so she not only had to write her own summer homework, but also wrote one for him.

Boring, boring.

There is nothing more boring than writing two annoying assignments.

Adela lay on the mahogany table, thinking displeased.

Maybe it was too boring, she fell asleep soon.

Later, she was awakened by someone.

"Della... "she heard her grandfather call her nickname," Della, wake up."

She was very sleepy and didn't want to open her eyes at all.

"It's okay, there's no need to wake her up."

Half asleep and half awake, she heard a man's voice again.

Low pitched, very pleasant to hear.

Who is talking?

She lost some sleep, but her eyelids were still heavy, and she didn't immediately open them.

After a while, she suddenly felt something was wrong and opened her eyes fiercely--

A man in a black suit sat on the sofa, silently staring at her.

The two have four opposite eyes and their lines of sight intersect.

Adela clearly heard her heartbeat, "Dong, Dong, Dong..." The sound became louder and louder.

Cold, sharp, and profound.

These adjectives for the eyes that she had read in romantic novels became concrete for the first time.

Adela and the man looked at each other.

The man didn't shift his gaze, nor did she.

This is her first meeting with Edgar.

Hurry and silent.

Not even a word was said.

Later, Adela came out of the study and saw her sister-in-law Grace sitting alone on the sofa in the living room.

Adela walked over and asked her who the man in the study was.

But the sister-in-law who loves her the most often seems to have not heard her and ignores her.

The ancient clock ticked away in the living room, and as time passed by, Adela held her cheeks in a daze. The person's narrow and deep eyes always appeared inexplicably in front of her.

"Boom--"

With the sound of thunder, the heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell.

The raindrops falling on the glass seemed to fall on the girl's heart, crackling like a sheet, causing confusion.

After some time, the door to the study opened and Grandpa and the man walked out.

Adela stood up vigorously.

Her movements were so loud that the man glanced at her.

He refused his grandfather's offer and opened the door straight away.

Adela froze for a few seconds, watching the door close, her heart inexplicably empty for a moment.

"Is it raining? "Grandpa's tired voice rang out.

Adela looked out of the window, pouring rain like a waterfall, and she couldn't see anything in the vast expanse of white.

That person doesn't seem to have an umbrella.

A very sudden idea suddenly jumped out and scared her.

"Della, go and deliver an umbrella to the guest, "Grandpa said.

"Oh, okay, "Adela responded slowly, but not slowly. She took a few steps to the entrance and took out her red umbrella from the cabinet.

The rain was even bigger than imagined, with dense water vapor and the scenery shrouded in rain.

The man stood under the porch, preparing to step down the steps, his shoulders already wet with rain.

Adela didn't have time to speak, so she opened her umbrella and rushed over.

She is not short, and at the age of fifteen, she has grown to 5'7". However, standing next to a man, she still needs to stand on tiptoe to lift her umbrella above his head.

The sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella surface immediately rang out.

The man stopped and turned around.

The two were very close together, and their gaze suddenly collided, making it difficult to dodge in a hurry. Under his puzzled gaze, Adela's heart beat like a drum, instinctively stuffing her umbrella into him and running back to the room.

The man held the handle of the umbrella and froze for a few seconds, then the red skirt that was raised in his sight flashed away and hid inside the door.

A few steps away, the assistant who had just arrived held up an umbrella and looked embarrassed.

Closing the door, Adela gasped uncontrollably, as if running 800 meters.

"Has he left? "Grandpa asked.

She nodded.

The little aunt, who had been in a daze, suddenly covered her face and began to cry, and her sobs echoed in the empty room.

Adela is at a loss.

Grandpa sighed and turned back to his study.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, as if it is about to engulf everything in heaven and earth.

Later, Adela learned that his name was Edgar and he was her aunt's fiance.

The first time I visited her house that day was to withdraw.

From then on, the name Edgar was prohibited from being mentioned in her home.

Meet Edgar again, it's already five years later.

At 10 pm, the police station near the Lyon station in Paris was not quiet. From time to time, the alarm phone rang, the man who had stolen his wallet cursed, the woman fell on the ground crying, and the person who took the note made a noisy and resentful noise.

The hall was as chaotic as a vegetable market.

In the corner, Adela sat in a chair in a daze, as if she had a built-in barrier, out of place with the chaotic environment around her.

She wore a white round neck embroidered shirt on her upper body, with a wide loose hem tucked into a light green plaid pleated skirt. White mid length stockings wrapped her slender and symmetrical calves, and black leather shoes on her feet, making her look like an innocent girl coming out of a manga.

But her face was not pure and pure, her features were grand and bright, belonging to the absolute first eye beauty, and her bone appearance was stunning. Although still young, with a hint of baby fat and a hint of childishness, there is already a hint of charming and charming temperament in the flow of the eyes.

Wearing this outfit on her, she looked both pure and alluring.

Few people who pass by her do not stare. If it weren't for the upright police officers sitting at the police station, there would definitely be many men who used to chat with her.

However, Adela didn't even care, and there wasn't a smile on her face.

She has just experienced the danger of human heart.

An hour ago, she got off the Lyon station and a girl in the bathroom asked her to take care of her suitcase. After the girl came out, she actively and enthusiastically asked Adela to take care of her suitcase and reminded her that the hook inside was broken and there was no place to hang her bag. She asked her to also give her the small backpack.

Adela handed her backpack without any hesitation.

However, a few minutes later Adela emerged from the compartment, and there was no one outside with her bag.

Adela was dumbfounded. Her phone wallet and ID card were all in her backpack, and besides clothes, there was the most important thing in the suitcase--

Tickets for the popular singer Vincent's concert.

Yes, she secretly came to Paris to watch the concert alone.

But she never expected that fate would give her a blow when she got off the train.

In just a few minutes, she was penniless and completely disconnected.

The police lent her the phone and asked her to find someone to answer it.

But the phone numbers that she can remember can be counted with one hand.

Mom and Dad's, but she can't fight. Firstly, she escaped from school and couldn't let them know. Secondly, they went on vacation in Morocco, and the distant water couldn't save the nearby fire, so they could only worry for nothing.

Frank, he was originally the best candidate. But it's just so unlucky that she called him several times with the phone turned off, and she doesn't know where Frank went to play.

There's only one person left to help her now, her uncle Sean, who works in Paris.

Adela grabbed her hair and couldn't press the number.

She is afraid of Sean, just like a mouse is afraid of a cat.

Sean can be called the shadow of her childhood.

Adela is the only girl born in her parents' generation, so she almost always walks sideways in the family, with no one spoiling her, except Sean.

Sean is only ten years older than her and has always liked to bully her since childhood, having fun making her cry. If he makes a mistake and falls into his hands, punishment is inevitable. It's useless for anyone to plead, and if he doesn't, he'll even be slapped in the palm, especially harshly.

So Adela always hides from him, and she won't proactively contact Sean unless absolutely necessary. Being able to remember his number is also because his number is very arrogant, with a series of 8 and 6 that are difficult to remember.

She secretly skipped class to pursue the stars, and now she wants to give this ready-made handle to Sean. Just thinking about it, Adela will cry.

Sean is afraid to break her leg.

But the situation is not up to her, she can't stay overnight at the police station. Under the urging of the police, she bravely dialed Sean's phone number.

Sure enough, Sean listened to her finish telling the story and only sneered, saying he wanted her to "wait".

Hanging up the phone, Adela was completely loveless.

She felt like she was' waiting to die '.

Under the dual exhaustion of both mind and body, she leaned back on the chair and fell asleep.

She didn't know how long she had slept, and vaguely heard the police call her name.

"Adela, your family has come to pick you up."

She opened her eyes in a daze, and a dark shadow approached her from far to near, blocking most of the light.

Adela's eyes were dim with sleep, and before she could see the person in front of her, she quickly called out "Sean." to show her good behavior.

The person who came did not respond.

Adela thought it was over.

Not speaking, waiting for you, watching coldly, this is Sean's usual process before getting angry. The longer the silence, the more angry he becomes.

Now she couldn't even look at his face. Before he had a fit, she hugged his waist, plunged her head into his arms, and coquettishly cried, "Sean, Della misses you so much!"

Her voice was delicate and soft, with a long ending that gradually melted like milk flavored ice cream, eventually disappearing into her teeth.

This is her biggest tool for playing coquettish and begging for mercy, the only way to deal with Sean.

When she was a child, every time she made a mistake, she would be slapped in the palm of her hand. She rushed up and hugged Sean's neck, playing coquettish and saying soft words. Out of ten times, she could escape five or six times.

So now, in order to quell Sean's anger, she also went out of her way.

But for a while, the person in front of her still didn't speak, not only didn't speak, but also grabbed her arm and pulled her out.

Adela said she was about to finish, but she seemed too angry. This move was useless.

She didn't give up and hugged tightly without letting go. She rubbed her face against her white shirt like a kitten and pretended to cry coquettishly, "Sean, you've finally arrived. Della is so scared."

Although it may be fake crying, tears are real.

She has been proficient in the technique of crying and crying since childhood.

In summer, the fabric was light and thin, and tears quickly wet the shirt. The hand that pulled her arm suddenly froze.

Adela was secretly grateful that she was about to increase her efforts and sell while the iron was hot, when she heard a calm voice coming from above--

"Adela."

A deep and magnetic male voice, very pleasant to hear.

But it's not Sean's voice.

Adela was momentarily stunned and instinctively looked up.

The four eyes intersected, and Adela's brain made a loud noise, causing the world to be silenced.

Edgar.

After five years, Adela recognized him at first glance.

The man was dressed in black and looked at her from a commanding height.

Calm and deep eyes, just like back then.

"I'm Edgar, Sean asked me to pick you up."

Edgar spoke, his voice piercing through her world.