The protagonist, Brian. Is a young writer, no name. Has the spiritual world of a writer, is not interested in other things, reads books, writes and talks to himself. His first shot is a wall full of rejection letters and impatient typing.
The heroine, Arielle. French. After lunch every Friday, I would come out of the restaurant where I ate lunch and stand in the street smoking a cigarette.
As a result, the male protagonist occasionally glanced, and had the only encounter in his life that he walked across the street. Arielle finally smiled and said, "I have a cigarette here at lunchtime on Friday, you can wait for me."
The second time we met in the rain, she knew that he was 24 years old, writing. Their dialogue is very interesting, and their auras fit inexplicably.
And he knew that she was a model eight years ago, 33 years old, and could only meet from five to seven every day. So about five o'clock on Monday, the museum. In the museum, he couldn't help kissing her.
Then they were walking down the street, and he knew she was married. Her husband is a diplomat and has a mistress, Jane. She will see Jane in some social places. Brian was amazed by all this, and Arielle told him,
"
It's the way we choose to live.
"
So they followed the rules of the game, 5 to 7.
Every game is different -
sometimes in the room,
sometimes watching popcorn Movies
sometimes go for walks in the park and play with remote control boats
until one day.
Arielle's husband Valery approached Brian and sincerely invited him to dinner at the house on Saturday. Brian chatted to Arielle about it with a look of astonishment, and Arielle said frankly that she told him - "Because he's my husband."
But.
Dinner goes on as planned and Brian meets Valery's lover, Jane. In the car leaving, Brian couldn't help but complain:
"What the hell is this!
too crazy! "
The lover Jane is very disapproving, the reason is: