Celebrity House [Anna]

On Karenin's side, he did have a visit to do, but he wasn't in such a rush. In fact, he was an hour ahead of time.

Since it was ahead of schedule, he naturally couldn't meet Vladimir and the others directly at the train station, so Karenin sat alone in the center of the largest square in Moscow.

Karenin, who was neatly dressed in a three-piece suit and combed his hair meticulously, looked a little out of place in the square full of gray pigeons, and several children looked at him with curious eyes.

Karenin felt uncomfortable, so he left again.

He glanced at the time on his pocket watch, not even a quarter of an hour had passed.

Whether it was walking on the street or sitting in the park, it was not the best place for him now, so Karenin chose a relatively high-end cafe.

As soon as he entered the cafe, he was treated attentively by the waiter.

Karenin hoped to find the quietest seat, but he found that the place was already occupied.

The sharp-eyed waiter understood the meaning of this remarkable-looking person, so he said: "Sir, we can raise that seat for you. Miss Gemma Ward is not a guest." Waiting for Karenin to react, he stepped forward to let the lady called Gemma Ward give up his seat.

"It's not necessary." Karenin yelled in a slightly raised voice, and the waiter seemed to say something to the lady, who lay down on the table and began to cry.

Karenin was taken aback.

He felt his muscles stiffen when he heard the cry, but when he remembered that maybe it was caused by him, he couldn't just walk away.

Enduring it, Karenin stepped forward and asked, "I think you have misunderstood. I don't really want this seat."

After finishing speaking, Karenin looked at the waiter sternly. After all, it was too inappropriate to make a lady cry on the spot.

The server opened his mouth a little helplessly: "I, I don't know what's going on, I assure God that I didn't say anything unreasonable to her."

Karenin wanted to say something else, but the crying woman lying on the table had already raised her head, a pair of emerald green eyes were wet with tears on her elongated face.

Karenin wanted to avoid looking at the other party's tears, but because he couldn't avoid it at the moment, his face was tense, which looked a little scary.

"My God, sir, I'm not unwilling to give up my seat, I'm just too happy, please forgive me!" The lady said a little excitedly, and the freckles on the bridge of her nose seemed to be shining brightly.

Because the other party said that it was not because of him that he was crying, Karenin finally became less tense.

"Maybe it wasn't my fault, but I have to apologize anyway," Karenin said.

Miss Gemma Ward's cheeks were rosy, and her expression was still excited.

"You are so kind, you are so kind, God said that as long as you persevere, good news will always come, I believe it now, look, I just learned a great good news today, and now I meet your generosity people."

Maybe it was because the other party's expression was too joyful, or maybe, after experiencing such an unpleasant experience, Karenin instinctively wanted to be closer to the happy mood of others.

"You just said you had wonderful news. I'm so glad for you then, and it must be very nice."

"Yes!"

The lady didn't realize that there was a temptation in Karenin's words, she just said with tears in her eyes: "I have been separated from the person I love for three years, we have no contact for two months, I have no money, Not in good health either but I can't leave Moscow because this is the only place I can reach him, so I'm thinking of some dim sum menu for this cafe. You see sir, I just found out, that's him handwriting, he has been here."

Miss Gemma Ward's fingers trembled when she said that last sentence, and she held the menu like a treasure, as if it was her only happiness.

"This is indeed great news, I am very happy for you." Karenin said.

Miss Gemma Ward thanked him again.

"Sit here, sir."

"No, I have to go," said Karenin, paused, and then said in a soft tone, "You have shared a very beautiful story with me, and I wish you well, Miss Gemma Ward. "

"Happiness to you too, sir!" said Miss Gemma Ward, sincerely and cheerfully.

Karenin came out of the cafe. Under the winter sun, he felt that his originally boring and boring mind calmed down at this moment.

That Miss Gemma Ward had been separated from her lover for three years, but she never gave up.How contrary to common sense and reason this is, but it makes people can't help but be moved.

There was no resemblance between those emerald green eyes and those gray eyes, but just thinking that one day, those gray eyes would reveal the same expression as that lady, Karenin felt a pang in his chest. There was a sense of satisfaction.

Heavy, like a fruit, with illogical pleasure and anxiety.No matter what, it is not willing to give up.

The sun passed through the thick winter clouds, wrapping around Karenin's body layer by layer. He stayed at the door for a while. To outsiders, it was just the time to look at his clothes. Then, those passers-by discovered that the The well-dressed senior official straightened the hem of his clothes, and walked forward with firm steps.

After staying with the local Moscow official for three hours, when the official and Karenin went to the bathroom, Sludin who followed him whispered to Flamekir.

"Didn't you see his expression before?"

Flamekill took one look at the guy in front of him, seeing everything from his curly brown hair to his big chestnut eyes.

"I don't think your uncle asked you to come here to collect gossip from the chief." Flamekill said bluntly.

Sludin blinked again: "But, don't you find it strange?"

Flamekill spread out his little notebook, glanced at it, made some adjustments to the schedule based on the results of the conversation just now, and then said without raising his head: "I think you are very strange, but I didn't go Be curious about what you shouldn't be curious about."

Sludin smiled: "Dear Vlamekil, of course you can be curious about any questions I have."

"Thank you, I'm not interested in your affairs, Mr. Srudin, please stay away from me. According to the design principle of this sofa, it is obvious that your close range has affected other people's * space range." Flamekill said lightly said.

Sludin tried to get closer to Flamekir, but was hit by the latter on the arm, with moderate force, but it happened to hit him.

"God, are you serious?"

"I never fake it." Flamekill showed a smirk, and then quickly restrained himself, returning to a hypocritical and conscientious look.

"I'm not gossiping, I'm just concerned. You know my uncle is Mr. Karenin's only friend." Sludin muttered.

"Correction, Mr. Sludin, the sir is not only a friend of Dr. Cullens, but also someone he has known since school days."

Studin laughed.

"Don't think I don't know. Guys like that can't be said to be friends, but mortal enemies."

"Enemy?" Flamekill smiled. "I think you're flattering that man."

Sludin took a serious look at Vlamekir's pretty face, and then said, "Your mouth is really poisonous. Fortunately, you have a good appearance."

"Thank you for the compliment." Flamekir said gracefully, and then stopped talking to Risrudin.

Poking and tugging, before that hand took his hand, Flamekill looked up from the schedule and said flatly: "Are you telling me that your hands are itchy, and I suggest that you Chop off your hand?"

Shrudin shrank back in fear, and took back his paw.

"Very well, you will keep quiet, will you, Mr. Srudin."

The brown-haired young man nodded.

"Very good." Flamekill said again, and then crossed out another arrangement in the itinerary.

When Karenin and the official came back, he saw only his secretary and Dr. Karens' nephew very quiet.

After this visit, Vladimir told Karenin about tomorrow's itinerary, and later told Karenin in which hotel he and Sludin would stay overnight.

"Come to-morrow at the house of my brother-in-law, Prince Oblonsky."

"Understood, sir." Flamekill replied.

When Karenin was about to go back in the carriage, Sludin suddenly called him from a short distance away. When he handed a large bouquet of fresh roses to Karenin, the latter didn't pick it up, but frowned slightly. puzzled.

"Take it back to your wife, Mr. Karenin." Sludin blinked.

Karenin glanced at Sludin, who laughed.

"You said you bought it and gave it to your wife. I think everything will be all right."

Karenin's expression froze for a moment. He was thinking about what he had done to let others know about it so quickly, but when Sludin stuffed flowers into his arms, he had no time to think.

"Please go back soon, flowers don't always have a shelf life, but women love them."

At Sludin's urging, Karenin returned to Oblonsky's house with such a large bouquet of roses.

The servants were very surprised. Several young maids saw it on the second floor and chatted with each other about why this unsmiling uncle came back with a lot of roses.

Grisha was playing with Nikolai in the yard, but when he saw Uncle Karenin come back with a large bouquet of red flowers, he realized that it was a big deal, so he turned his fat body and ran to Seryozha's room.

"Seryozha! Seryozha!"

Grisha shouted, and Seryozha, who was studying, was interrupted. He frowned, just like his father, but he did not lose his temper.

"what happened?"

"Go out and have a look! Your father came back with a huge bouquet of flowers!" Grisha made an exaggerated gesture, and then pulled Seryosha to run outside.

They were at the railing on the second floor, Grisha pointed out to him.

"look!"

Seryozha saw his father, and saw the great bouquet of fiery roses.

Of course Seryozha knew what a rose meant, but it was his father!Dad never gave Mom roses!

The boy's eyes widened, and he still couldn't believe it after seeing his father walking upstairs step by step.

Seryozha's expression made Karenin feel a little embarrassed, but he couldn't show it, so, as if nothing had happened, or, as if he didn't hold a bouquet of red roses in his right hand, he used a tablet "Where is your mother, Seryozha?" he asked in a flat voice.

"She's in the study." Seryozha replied dryly, still staring.

Karenin nodded, then walked steadily towards the study.