Celebrity House [Anna]

When the game started, Karenin finally finished his polite talk, and he returned to Anna and the others.

Seryozha patted the seat and said, "Don't be so late next time."

"What's the matter?" Karenin asked, sitting down.

"Your son was just telling us how much you care about Anna." Lygia said with a smile.

Karenin didn't understand what happened, but he still said, "It's right to care about your wife. If everyone can take care of those around them, God wouldn't have to worry about so many things."

Lygia smiled openly, and Betsy covered herself with her fan to show that she was smiling too.

"Ah, the game's on, shouldn't we be more concerned about who's going to win the title now?" Betsy said.

Everyone's eyes were on the racetrack. Gunshots rang out, horses galloped, and cheering sounds began to become noisy.

Karenin lowered his head and asked Anna: "Is everything okay?"

Anna looked at each other, smiled, and nodded: "Everything is fine."

Karenin felt relieved and began to concentrate on watching the game.

"Look! Earl Vronsky is more than two!" cried Lygia, and Betsy quickly picked up the telescope to see better.

After a while, Betsy raised the corners of her lips slightly and hinted in a tone that only women could understand: "Now it's a contest between two people."

"Ah, my dear Karenin, who do you think will win?"

Karenin did not doubt that he had it, he picked up the binoculars and looked at it for a while, and now the hopes of everyone in the racetrack were almost resting on Count Vronsky and Count Mahotin.

As far as he is concerned, it is obvious that Earl Volynsky's victory is more politically beneficial. Volynsky is now in the limelight and is very popular in the circle. He can almost be said to be an indispensable part of the female circle. The leader of a group of characters, but selfishly speaking, he has no interest in cheering for someone who is trying to court his wife.

Although reason tells him that if a man's wife is admired and pursued by many men, it means that his wife's charm is extraordinary, and a rational man with status should feel proud, but emotionally speaking, he doesn't want to.

"I think it depends on God's will." Karenin put down his binoculars and said calmly.

Ligia was not surprised, because she knew Karenin well, and he was not keen on horse racing.If he came here, he probably had other reasons.But Betsy was different.

This woman in love could capture a very familiar emotion, occasionally seen in her lovers, called jealousy.

Betsy knew that Karenin didn't like her, and she never liked a rigid man like Karenin.

This kind of person is upright and hardworking, smart enough to be in the official arena, and has power and good looks. He is the best candidate for a husband, but being a lover is too boring.

She thought that Anna was a smart person who was beginning to wake up, but now it seems that they have come together.

Who has changed?Betsy didn't know, didn't care about it anymore, and just sighed inwardly for Vronsky.

"My God! He fell!"

As Betsy's enthusiasm was extinguished, it was as if God really wanted to kill Vronsky's love, and he fell from his horse.

There were sobs from many ladies, Lygia's breasts rose and fell with excitement, and Betsy sent for inquiries about Vronsky.

"Will he die?" Seryozha asked, opening his eyes through his fingers.

Anna took Seryozha in her arms.

After a while, someone came over and said that Count Vronsky was miraculously unharmed. As soon as the sentence ended, there was a "bang" and a gunshot rang out, even Anna was startled.

"They killed it!" Seryozha was shocked.

This was the first time he faced this kind of thing directly. Karenin said: "Its neck is broken, it can't survive, it is in pain now. Seryozha, this is not killing."

Seryozala put Anna's hand on his chest, hugged himself tightly, his little face was still a little pale, and he suddenly felt that he would not like horse racing anymore, it was too scary.

Anna stroked Seryozha's arm with her free hand, patted him and comforted him.She saw Count Vronsky looking over, but she gently avoided him.

At this moment, Anna would more or less guess what people like Count Vronsky would be thinking, and she knew that if she behaved inappropriately at this moment, it would cause unreasonable troubles for her.

"I'm afraid," Seryozha murmured.

"Then let's leave." Anna said, then looked at Karenin, "Take us away."

Karenin nodded, Betsy suddenly turned to look at Anna: "Aren't you going to stay for a while, Anna."

"No, Seryozha was taken aback. I think it was a mistake," said Anna calmly.

Betsy stopped pestering her, and Karenin took Anna and Seryozha back. In the carriage, Seryozha was obviously much better.

"It's dead," Seryozha whispered.

Anna was stroking Seryozha's hair, and he was nestling in her arms.

Karenin said: "I hope this will not affect you in any way, Seryozha."

"I don't think I like horse racing anymore." Seryozha's tone sounded a little dejected, which was natural, since he had always been a shy and soft boy, not even naughty.

"If you want to be a soldier, equestrianism is very important, but it is not necessary to be too enthusiastic about this sport. I hope that through today's events, what you get is not the fear of it, but more responsibility, Cherish the people or things around you. Sometimes, when we encounter such things, we can understand them from this perspective, which is beneficial.”

Karenin's voice was calm, with a touch of tenderness, and when his blue eyes met Seryozha's, Anna thought, they were like a reindeer and his young cub.

When they encountered wind and snow, the reindeer shielded it from the snow in front of the deer, and then told it that he should see that it was the trajectory of its future growth rather than fear.

Anna restrained her thoughts and whispered in Seryozha's ear: "If you want to be your father, try to do what he says."

Seryozha blinked slowly, then, looking at Karenin, he said suddenly: "I will be better than you, father."

Karenin smiled, and once again stroked Seryozha's shoulder affectionately with his generous hand.

When they got home, Seryozha seemed to have recovered by bedtime.

"Good night, mother," said Seryozha.

"Good night, son."

Anna went back to the room, where Karenin was reading, and she was sitting at the dressing table to untie her long braid, when she heard Karenin get up.

"I come."

Anna looked at Karenin in surprise, who was standing behind him, combing Anna's long hair with his fingers.

The nightgown was made of silk, and the fabric of the cuffs slid against the skin on the back of Anna's neck from time to time, making it itchy.

"You have dexterous hands, Alexei." Anna smiled at the figure in the mirror, her tone was gentle, not the usual teasing.

"Most people can do it, Anna, if you look carefully enough," Karenin said.

"So, you're always following me?" Anna asked back.

The movement of Karenin's hands paused, and then he whispered: "Yes."

"My God." Anna whispered, she almost never sighed like this, but how could she bear it?

She turned to stand up, but Karenin put out his hand to help her.

"I suppose you do feel a little threatened, don't you?"

Karenin quickly realized what Anna was talking about. He wanted to deny it, and wanted to use more teachings to prove that Anna's statement was wrong. At least, he didn't feel threatened, but he didn't like it.But when he saw the light gray eyes of the other party, he couldn't say anything.

Reason abandoned Karenin.

"Perhaps so," he said.

Anna smiled sincerely and cheerfully. Usually, the light in her eyes always looked a little mysterious, but now, it was like a rose blooming, as if she didn't know her own beauty and just wanted to bloom.

"I'm so happy."

She put her arms around Karenin's neck, so intimately, her fingers trembled slightly.Karenin had always expressed his pleasure or pleasure to her, and now it was her turn.

Because of loving someone, because of being loved, a glance, a smile, or a word gently passing between the lips of the other person can make people feel happy.

"I'm your wife, there's no one better than you, we're fine together, Alexey, I have to tell you this," said Anna, her eyelashes fluttering.

She felt the muscles touched by her stiffen for a moment, and then relaxed, enveloping her like water.

Anna fell into Karenin's tender embrace.

The breath is the smell of the other party.

That is safety, the taste of belonging.

There was a not-so-good start between them, whether it was him or her, they were not good enough, there were so many edges and corners, but luckily, they happened to be together, and everything that was not perfect would become better .

"I don't like snow," Anna said.

After a slow silence, Karenin replied:

"This winter, we can go somewhere warmer."

"Okay." She said, with a happy smile on the corners of her eyes and brows.