Dressing as Anna Karenina's Dame Life

Karenin sent for a doctor from the hotel, and sent Seryozha to the princess, promising that the boy would be there for him at five o'clock.

When I went back, I asked the kitchen to take two breakfasts. When I was about to leave the restaurant, I saw a dispute. It was Valenga and Petrov. The man was explaining something, but Anna Pavlovna Just crying, and Valenga's face was flushed red.

Karenin hesitated for a moment. If it was his usual thinking, it would be better not to interfere in this matter, but apparently his wife had a good relationship with that Miss Valenga, so he finally decided to go forward and ask.

"What's the matter, Miss Valenga?"

Valenga looked up at the man walking in, with joy in her eyes, she approached Karenin, and looked at Petrov defensively, while the latter just rubbed his hands in embarrassment, his thin face flushed.

"It's nothing, I can swear to God it's nothing sir." Petrov said hoarsely, his slender neck showing a stiff arc.

"Yes, it's nothing, sir, Valenga just brought my husband a cup of coffee, but it was accidentally knocked over," said Anna Pavlovna, wiping her eyes, though she tried to pretend Tsukuru seemed to be fine, but with his red eyes and the trace of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Hualunga, it was obvious that something was wrong at a glance.

"What about you, Miss Valenga, is this the truth?" Karenin asked the woman with his head down.

Valenga trembled, she raised her face, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly, "Yes, Mr. Karenin, it's nothing wrong, I just spilled a cup of coffee, look at me, I'm scared by such a small thing caught."

"That's good." Karenin withdrew his gaze and smirked at the man, "Mr. Petrov, I want you to take a good look to see if the coffee burns your hands. After all, you are a painter. If there is something wrong If it is good, it will be troublesome.”

"Oh, yes, thanks for reminding me." Petrov said dryly.

"Let's go, Miss Valenga, last night you said you were going to borrow a book from Anna early in the morning, I was afraid you would get lost." Karenin said with a smile, and Anna Pavlov next to him Vna blushed in embarrassment, while Petrov glared at her, and the latter was too aggrieved to say anything.

Valenga looked at the man in surprise, who only made a gesture of please, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

After staying away from the couple, Hualunga could breathe a sigh of relief, and looked at the man carrying breakfast, she was a little embarrassed.

"I think you may have misunderstood something, I didn't, um, I mean I was just trying to help, but apparently Anna Pavlovna was misunderstood by various coincidences, and I'm sorry to bother you too .”

"Don't worry, Miss Hualunga, I didn't misunderstand anything, and I didn't feel troubled." The man's expression was calm, and there was nothing wrong with it. The woman asked in a low voice, "Then why did you help me?" She and Anna didn't have that kind of agreement last night.

"Because my wife Anna likes you very much."

Hualun added a groan, she couldn't tell what she felt, she shook her head and threw those thoughts out of her mind, and asked, "Where is Anna, has she not gotten up yet?"

"She had a fever in the morning, but luckily it wasn't serious. I just asked the hotel staff to find a doctor and brought some breakfast. Sometimes medicine is not as good as bread and hot soup."

"Yes, I think you are quite right, so may I go and see her?" Warren added together.

"Of course, Ms. Valenga, I think she will be very happy to meet you." Karenin smiled. Valenga had never seen such a relaxed look on him, and seemed to be talking about Anna. Sometimes, the man's expression is always extra gentle.

Anna heard the sound of the door opening and Karenin's voice saying that Valencia had come to visit her, and she looked at Valenga with some embarrassment in a coat.

"Sorry, I can't greet you."

Hualunga shook his head, sat on the edge of the bed, and touched Anna's forehead, "Don't say that, Anna, you are sick. Well, it doesn't feel very hot to the touch, so it shouldn't be too serious."

"You took care of me like those children too?" Anna said with a smile.

"Yes, as long as you are sick, you need to be taken care of." Hualunga said following Anna's words, and the two laughed.

"You have to keep warm and be careful when eating." Hualunga took the food handed by Karenin and nodded with satisfaction, "Your husband knows how to take care of others, it seems that he takes good care of you. "

Anna glanced at her husband and smiled at him, who also smiled and simply ate his breakfast.

"Where is Seryozha?" Varenga asked, coming up with the veil for Anna.

"Alexey sent him to the countess so that I won't infect him," replied Anna, wiping her lips, just as Karenin was bringing a glass of hot water.

"Just let it sit for a while, drink it directly, the doctor should be here soon."

"En." Taking the cup, feeling that it was a very suitable temperature, Anna smiled at the man.

Even when she was sick, she was still so beautiful, Hua Lunga thought in her heart, her eyes fell on the man unconsciously, he was tall, and the whole person gave her the impression of being serious at first glance, with a serious and serious look. So close, but how kind he is to his wife, as if he treats her like a child and will give her anything she wants.

"Sir, the doctor has been found for you!" The waiter of the hotel shouted loudly outside the door. The loud voice woke up Hualunga. She blinked her eyes in surprise, not understanding what she was doing. Yes, she squeezed her fingers and touched her forehead, thinking that maybe she was sick too.

"What's the matter, Valenga, are you feeling well?" Karenin went to answer the door, and Anna put down the water glass and asked.

"It's okay, Anna, don't worry." Valenga patted her arm to signal that he was fine.

The doctor was an older man with a forehead wrinkled like an old stump, and Valenga left after hearing that Anna was indeed all right.

In the afternoon, she devoted herself to helping the guests in the bathing place, so she had a very fulfilling life. She went to see Anna again in the evening, and this time she didn't think about it anymore. She smiled and felt that she It should be tired.

Valenga is a simple girl. Although she is only the adopted daughter of Mrs. Stahl, she has been brought up very well after all. She was molested by drunks twice in a row in this place.

"Please let go!" She struggled, looking in horror at the drunken Petrov in front of her.

Petrov looked at Varenka with fascination, grabbed her wrist and said eagerly: "Don't be afraid, Miss Varenka, I won't do anything to you, I like you, you Kind and beautiful, I am willing to draw many portraits of you, your eyes and smile are so beautiful, you will be the best model, I just want to pray to you, don’t you want to fulfill me?”

"Let go, I don't want to, I might have done it before, but I definitely won't now!"

"Your wife has misunderstood, why don't you think about her, she is a hundred times more beautiful than me." Unable to break free from the man's arm, Hualunga said in a soft tone, it is really impossible to communicate with a drunk, Just looking forward to the man being able to sober up after hearing his wife.

"Yes, she is very beautiful. When I was young, I was attracted by her charming eyes. At that time, I drew many beautiful pictures, all of which were hers. But now, Miss Valenga, God has Took away her eyes, she tortured me every day, looked at me with those suspicious eyes, looked at everything around me, I was fed up, I can't draw anything, if I can't draw, there will be no income , the family has no money at all, and she always complains about me, I know, what status does a man have if he can't make money, not to mention I'm still sick, it's really unfortunate..." Pietro Husband said painfully, with pain in his pupils, and Valenga couldn't help but sympathize with him.

"But what's the use of you looking for me, I'm just a woman, how can I help you solve those problems that even God can't help you." Because of various emotions, she was also a little convoluted when speaking up.

Petrov grabbed Valenga's arm tightly again, the strength made the latter frown.

"put……"

"Mr. Petrov, I think you seem to be drunk and mistook Miss Valenga." A deep voice sounded, and before Valenga could see clearly, his arm was released, and Petrov was He bent over and hugged his arms in pain.

"It's not good to treat a lady like that," said Karenin coldly, releasing Valenga's wrist. "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Hualunga shook his head lightly.

"Mr. Petrov, I think you need something to sober up. I don't think it is a thing to be forgiven for repeatedly offending a lady so rudely."

Karenin's words had no emotion. After being in the officialdom for a long time, he naturally knew how to use his tone of voice to achieve his goal. Obviously, he succeeded.

Petrov opened his eyes in horror and said dryly: "I'm sorry, I'm drunk."

"Yes, I can see it." Karenin said lightly.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Valenga." Petrov had already woken up most of the time, and said in fear that he was just a painter, and he didn't want to offend someone in the officialdom like Karenin, and to be honest, if he He wasn't drunk, and he didn't have the guts at all.

"Get out of here, Mr. Petrov, I think you should not appear next to Miss Valenga for the time being." Karenin said sarcastically. The man blushed when he heard it, but he didn't dare to object. He was embarrassed. left.

"You saved me again," said Valenga gratefully.

Karenin turned around, the corners of his mouth curled up, "Miss Valenga, I think you have to understand yourself, don't get too close to some people, it's not sensible for a single lady, what I said Not very nice, but definitely a good heart."

"You're right, I remember." Hualunga replied with a blushing face.

Karenin nodded, "Then I'll take you back, I think you need it now."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Miss Valenga."

They walked this path together, during which Valenga asked Karenin some things about music, she was surprised to find that the man's research was so extensive, he even talked very funny, he didn't make any gestures, but he was very expressive, and always Speaking of the main points, more importantly, the solemn feeling of his whole person because of his age and experience fascinated her a little, and she felt that she was stepping into a bad place.

On the third day, Anna was almost recovered. That day Karenin went to meet the local prince. Seryozha and his new friends were playing in the garden. Anna, accompanied by Varenga, went for a walk outside. Then I saw a man sitting on the bench.

Gray trousers, a brown coat, and a hat, some curly brown hair was exposed, and the whole person was sitting there like a hemp stick. It was Petrov, and her wife was sipping for him. sleeves so they don't look so bad.

"Mr. Petrov!" Anna greeted. She didn't know about it, and naturally she didn't notice Valenga's embarrassed look.

"Hello, Madame Karenin." Petrov stood up awkwardly, looking from side to side, but he did not want to look at Varenka, and Anna Pavlovna saw it clearly as such. guilty conscience.

"You didn't come yesterday, ma'am?" Anna asked curiously, referring to the mountain tour yesterday.

"What tour?" Petrov interjected. He glanced at his wife strangely, a little annoyed, "Youshan, just yesterday, why didn't I hear you mention it?"

"My God, I thought we weren't going. You were painting yesterday and told me to go away quickly." Anna Pavlovna said calmly, softening her tone a little. "Have you forgotten, Mikhail Alekseevich."

The attitude of his wife made Petrov start to wonder if there was something wrong with his memory, but in the end he said emphatically, "You have to remind me."

"Oh, yes, I'll remember next time, I'm sorry, Madame Karenin," said Anna Pavlovna apologetically.

"That's all right, ma'am."

Petrov coughed again, and Anna Pavlovna took the opportunity to help her husband and said: "Look, you're coughing again, let's go home."

"Okay, let's go back." Petrov suppressed his cough and muttered, never looking at Valenga again.

After they left, Anna turned her head to look at the woman who had been quiet all this time, and asked, "Did something happen between you and the Petrovs?"

"I think you're right, Anna." Valenga sighed.

The two sat on the bench, and Valenga began to tell Anna what happened that day, and finally said: "Anna, I should really listen to you, so that there won't be so many troubles." Valenga sighed Said in one breath.

"My dear girl, don't be sad, you have done nothing wrong."

Hualunga stared at the woman in front of her, how beautiful she was, and she always worried about me sincerely, they are all good people, how could I have those thoughts.

Although she thought so, and kept telling herself, some things can't be controlled rationally. Valenga noticed Karenin more and more, including what he said, some eyes, the way he occasionally smiled, and more. Most of the time, she frowns tightly, and she feels that she is hopeless, and she is doing something stupid.

Mrs. Stahl saw that Valenga seemed to be a little distracted recently. She endured for two days and finally decided to talk to her, but it was clear that an old woman in her teens and a girl in her early twenties couldn't talk to each other. Things come, so the atmosphere between the mother and daughter is a bit awkward recently.

It just so happened that a colonel came to visit Mrs. Stahl. The colonel was only in his early thirties. The husband is a very good work partner. Mrs. Stahl is somewhat optimistic about this young man, so she is willing to talk to him for a while.

Karkeroff put down his hat, revealing his thick black hair, and chatted with the learned lady with a smile.

"I thought you didn't remember me, after all, I was only so young at that time."

"Yes, you only came to me at that time, but now you are much taller, taller than your father, but I am old." Mrs. Stahl made a gesture and said with a smile, she appreciated Such a generous young man has no bad intentions.

"You are not old. I still remember that I always called you sister. My father tried to correct me several times." Karkeroff said with his eyes bent.

"You still remember, that really makes me happy." Because talking about those good times in the past, Mrs. Stahl showed a sincere smile.

"Of course I remember. At that time, Hualunga was only this young, and I quietly asked you if you could let me carry you back."

Hearing the man's words, Valenga blushed. She looked at him, and the latter smiled at her, hearty and generous.

"You remember everything, but I have forgotten a lot. Without your reminder, if I forget, I really forget." Mrs. Stahl suddenly said sourly. She remembered the time when her legs were disabled , also thought of her husband and the child who died young.

"Don't be sad. Isn't it all good now? Hualunga is just like your own daughter. I have never seen a more considerate girl than her in all these years outside."

"Yes, dear boy, what you said is that God has given man suffering, and naturally he will give man the courage to bear it." She murmured, and Valencia wiped the tears from her eyes.

"You are the bravest man I have ever met, ma'am."

"Okay, I'm sleepy too, Valenga, please greet Vladimir for me, you young people, go for a walk outside, and don't dangle in front of my eyes while the weather is good." Sta Mrs. Stahl raised her face and said in the direction of Hualunga. The purpose was already very clear. Yes, there is trouble again.

"Okay, Mom." She responded obediently.

The weather was really good, the sun was very bright, and there were no people on the trail after ten o'clock in the morning. The two walked slowly and talked from time to time, but most of them were started by Karkeroff, and Valenga only responded once or twice. .

"Be careful!" Seeing that the carriage was about to hit Valenga, Karkeroff grabbed the former's arm, brought her into his arms, and finally let go of his hand in a very gentlemanly manner.

"Sorry, but are you all right?"

"That's what I should have said. I'm sorry, Mr. Karkeroff. Thank you for your help." Valenga took a step back and panted, her right hand pressing on her chest, still feeling a little scared.

Karkeroff looked at the woman in front of him. She was of average height, and her face was not very pretty, but she had a natural smiling face, but there seemed to be some sadness in her eyes. He was a little curious, but he restrained himself from asking impolite things , After all, they are not that familiar yet.

"You really have to concentrate. Although what I'm saying is not very interesting, at least you have to be careful around, for your own safety." Karkeroff made a small joke, which made the woman blush slightly, She smiled shyly and apologized again.

After the moment just now, Hualunga became more awake, and began to introduce the surrounding scenery, or some interesting shops. Her voice was sweet, and her blue eyes always looked particularly sincere when she spoke. The man curled his lips. Horn listened carefully until some cats meowed and was interrupted.

"Look, it's the kitten's voice. It seems to be in trouble." Hualunga called out a little, and she turned around and got into the bushes, and found a yellow and white kitten.

"It's so small, has it been abandoned?" Valenga said, staring at the limp little thing sadly.

"Maybe I can't take care of it. It looks like a stray cat." Karkeroff touched the kitten's ear and said in a low voice. These things are not uncommon. Most cats give birth to several kittens at a time. Of course, the weakest ones should be abandoned in this season when the food is not enough, otherwise none of them will be able to survive. Animals always have to pass on their own blood.

"But it's still so small." Valenga said softly, not complaining, but more helpless. Seeing the woman like this, even though Karkeroff is a soldier, he has to say that his heart feels like being scratched by a cat. same.There are no harsher words to say, even if they are true.

In the evening, Mrs. Stahl came to the room of Valenga, who was reading a book, and at his feet was a well-washed kitten, purring.

"Valunga, my dear, talk to mother," said Mrs. Stahl kindly.

"What are you talking about, Mom?" Hualun Jia got up and took a blanket to cover Stahl's knees. She didn't dare to look at him, but asked in a questioning tone.

"Can't you and I talk to each other?" Mrs. Stahl held her little hand and said, she smiled, "About Vladimir, what's your impression of him?"

"Very well, mother," said Valenga softly.

Mrs. Stahl was a little dissatisfied with this answer, but she didn't want to make a fuss, so she raised her hand to fiddle with her daughter's hair and said with a smile: "Tell me the truth, Valenga, you are already 22 years old. Time to think about it.”

The author has something to say: Thanks to Pu'er and those who love to eat fish for their rewards!

Merry Christmas dear everyone!

So bloody, Mr. Karenin, your peach blossoms are here O(∩_∩)O

PS Christmas Mizuki dug another hole, "HP Strikes Down and Counter Strikes Down" has entered my column, if you like HP, you can jump in and have a look first, and the babysitter will resume updating in early January.