For a whole week, Theovir's birthday gift lingered in Karan's mind. She placed the perfume bottle on the Lego locomotive, occasionally watching it spin in circles, but never using it.

Karan never thought of preparing a birthday gift for Siovel.

They are not in a relationship where they can give each other birthday gifts.

Perhaps Theovir doesn't see this as a "relationship" and therefore can grant favors without any hindrance.

But he said the perfume had his blood in it.

This cannot be a "favor".

The smell of the perfume, the top note is cool and pungent, a little irritating; the middle note is floral and fruity, slightly sweet and slightly greasy; the base note is the long-lasting mint and patchouli scent, which can make people calm from the inside out.

Come down.

The bottle of the planetarium is hollow and silver-plated, and there are blue sequins floating in the perfume.

The more Karan looked at it, the more he felt that it was different from the rose garden, diamond wedding dress, and twin spiers made of heavy gold - it was endowed with "meaning". It even subconsciously adapted to the cruelty of the Siouville family.

Bloody, heart-breaking, and unreservedly Thorn Bird-esque aesthetics.

Karan could hardly blame it on Siouvil's usual good taste.

She is worried about this development.

On the weekend, there was something going on in Xioville, and Karan was also very busy.

The graduate students who were writing popular science books wrote the first draft one after another. Karan could barely keep up with their progress, but there were still many things that were not satisfactory.

They sat in a coffee shop near the school all day long, discussing revisions from morning to night. After working frantically, Karan finally handed the manuscript to Dr. Feynman before Monday.

"You must never enroll in his graduate program in the future." Someone warned Karan, "You will definitely die of exhaustion."

While Karan was thinking about how to get rid of his evil boss, Dr. Feynman invited everyone who participated in the writing to have dinner with him at his house.

He lives in an apartment near the school, very close to the ramp villa, only one street away and less than fifteen minutes' walk.

Karan is afraid of meeting Rebecca at a dinner party - she still doesn't know her identity.

After careful consideration, Calante took a night out before the dinner party, and while Dr. Feynman was working overtime in the laboratory, she visited Rebecca alone.

Rebecca was very surprised to see her come to her door.

Karan had to spend some time explaining to her that the Capital University medical student who had been in contact with her via email and the black-haired slave who was dying in her laboratory were actually the same person.

"What do you want me to say..." Rebecca had to drink two glasses of water to keep calm.

"I believe you have signed a confidentiality agreement with the investors of the institute?"

"Yes."

"Then you'd better not say anything."

Rebecca put down the cup and took a deep look at Karan: "It's hard to imagine the Silver Guild doing such a thing."

However, no matter what the reason is, as long as he is willing to invest, it will be a good thing for Rebecca.

She is willing to keep Karan's secret.

"Actually, I have also opened a public elective course this semester, which is related to disease prevention and treatment. I can add your name so that we will have more space to discuss your condition in the future and monitor changes in your physical signs. You

You can also enter and leave the institute for physical examinations legitimately without arousing suspicion."

"Thank you for taking care of me." Karan said, holding the tea cup.

Rebecca stared at the cup for a moment.

"By the way, how is your child?"

"Not bad." Karan replied stiffly.

Rebecca was keenly aware of her avoidance. She put down the cup and changed the subject in a calm tone: "Colombo and I don't have children."

Karan was a little surprised: "Why? Is Dr. Feynman afraid of genetic diseases?"

Rebecca shook her head.

She told Callan that she and Dr. Feynman were both healthy.

The child who died was the result of an unexpected pregnancy while she was studying. Her foreign lover at the time had a congenital heart defect. He died shortly after returning to the country - this was something Rebecca found out much later.

She always thought it was a one-night stand and the man didn't want to take responsibility, so there was no news after returning to China.

In fact, he was already preparing to propose to her.

But the God of Death did not allow it.

"I spent a long time recovering from the pain and worked hard, and then in the process I met the like-minded Columbo. He is not a gentle and enthusiastic person, but we... got along very well."

When Rebecca told this, there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

Feynman always knew that she had given birth out of wedlock.

He usually tried not to mention it to avoid causing Rebecca pain.

"We were both in our thirties at the time, and I was very afraid of having children. Colombo told me that it didn't matter if I didn't have children. So we didn't have children."

Karan was slightly silent.

She could see that Rebecca still regretted not having children.

Rebecca slowly rubbed the edge of the porcelain cup: "Of course there are advantages to not having children... I just..."

She only gets lonely occasionally.

"Thank you for coming to me." Rebecca raised her eyes from the cup and said softly, "I'm really happy."

Karan just nodded and smiled silently, hoping to give Rebecca some comfort.

"I live near here... maybe I can come and talk to you in the future."

"You're really nice." Rebecca patted her shoulder melancholy and gently.

Later, when Feynman invited them to dinner, he found that Rebecca was particularly concerned about Callan.

Feynman understood this very well - because Callan was about the same age as the child Rebecca lost, and even her condition was exactly the same. Perhaps her appearance was somewhat similar to her lover who died young, and Rebecca had a shift.

Love is very normal.

but……

"Can you let Karan come to our house for dinner today?"

Rebecca asked at the dinner table one day at noon.

Feynman put down his knife and fork, raised his eyebrows and questioned: "It's very strange that I invite the same student to my house for dinner every day."

"You can talk to her alone."

"That would be even more inappropriate."

Rebecca looked at the dinner plate worriedly: "She is too thin. She said she can only mix salad at home. How can this go on?"

Feynman suggested: "You can invite her yourself."

"I..." Rebecca's feelings for Karan are very subtle. She wants to get close, but she is easily moved by the situation.

Within a few days of her hesitation and confusion, Karan came to her door.

She was holding a light orange long-haired cat.

"Dr. Rebecca! I'm sorry, really, it's so presumptuous!" She panted, her forehead hair sticky with sweat, "Can I let it spend the weekend at your place?"

Because Xiovir really can't stand cat hair.

His obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia were pushed to the limit. Even if Karan kept the cat on the first floor, far away from the bedroom, he would not want to live with it under the same roof.

He strongly asked Karan to send the cat to a pet hospital for the weekend before he came.

But the pet hospital is too far away.

Karan had no choice but to find Rebecca who lived nearby.

She understands the situation better, and she has no children in her family who are allergic to animal hair.

"No problem." Rebecca took the cat carefully, "Do you want to stay for a meal?"

Karan was slightly surprised, but agreed to her warm invitation.

She told Rebecca about the orange cat's living habits and thanked her repeatedly for taking her in.

"No, I should be the one thanking you." Rebecca touched the cat's paw gently, "I haven't had a child with me for many years. This way, when I come back from the laboratory, at least there will be a child waiting for me.

.”

Karan couldn't help but worry about her.

"I hope you won't have any regrets," Rebecca told her.

"My situation is very complicated." Karan said calmly.

After the meal, Karan said goodbye to Rebecca.

On the sidewalk, the street lights are dim and the cool breeze blows away the heat.
To be continued...