“Someone special?” Sophia’s interest was piqued, so she leaned in toward Nicole and asked, “Is he on the set?”
At the mention of that special someone, Nicole’s expression was filled with love and admiration. Like a girl who fell in love for the first time, her gaze gleamed with adoration. Her face was red because she drank some wine a while ago.
“He’s not on the set.”
With only the two of them on the balcony, Nicole trusted Sophia as her friend and told her about the special someone.
Unfortunately, when they were waiting for the transit in a European country, their flight was delayed because of a torrential rain. Stranded for half a day, most of the travelers became grumpy at the waiting area.
Since it was uncertain when the flights would resume, some people left the airport, while some stayed there and kept complaining.
People would lose control easily in a state of anxiety. During the waiting time, the airport was filled with fury and discontent. As the travelers started making noises, some of them even beat up the staff members. The filming crew members were flustered as well, but they had no choice but to wait.
It was at that moment that Nicole came across the handsome Caucasian man.
Among the agitated crowd, he remained silent in one corner with a book in his hands. Engrossed in the book, he would sometimes take a look at his wristwatch and answer a phone call.
Clad in a black coat with a black travel hat on his head, he appeared to be a young man in his twenties. Ignoring the fury and anxiety that permeated across the waiting area, he sat by the window and was immersed in his own world.
The eyebrows on his handsome face furrowed and relaxed intermittently as his slender fingers tapped on the table. Sometimes, he would pick up a cup of steaming coffee and take a sip.
He was patient, tranquil and decent. It was the first time Nicole understood what a gentleman should look like.
Awed by his attractiveness, she fished out her phone and took a sneak shot of him. However, she was so engrossed in his charming face that she forgot to turn off the flashlight on her phone.
Noticing the flash, the man frowned and shifted his attention to her, looking a little annoyed. Caught in a panic, Nicole wasn’t even sure how to react.
Seeing that the man was approaching her, Nicole hurriedly looked away. Just then, the man said in a low and masculine voice, “Are you Cethosian?”
At that time, she was just a timid and inexperienced woman in her early twenties. Hearing the question, she subconsciously nodded.
Surprisingly, the Caucasian man suddenly spoke in a very standard Cethosian accent, “I stayed in Cethos for a short period of time before.”
Lowering her head, Nicole didn’t have the courage to speak to him or take a look at him.
Then, the man extended his hand. “Give me your phone.”
Embarrassed, Nicole passed him the phone. Since the phone was given to her by her agent, she was afraid that the man would take away her phone, so she stared at him anxiously.
After deleting his own photo in the phone’s photo gallery, he passed the phone back to her.
When Nicole took back the phone and accidentally touched the man’s fingers, she tensed up and froze on the spot. That was their only interaction.
After some time, the flights resumed and the planes started landing. As the travelers left the waiting area, the man disappeared into the crowd as well.
“Since then, I’ve never seen him again.”
The incident happened seven years ago, but Nicole still had a vivid memory of it. The man’s handsome face was implanted in her mind. Other than his good-looking appearance, she was also attracted to his unique temperament. The man looked just like an other-worldly Norse god.
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