Maria obviously knew why her son was not behaving well, she reminded the boy.
"Andre."
Although Andre was a little impatient, he stopped staring at Macarons bored, but he said: "Do you mind if I go to my room for a while, Aunt Anna."
The boy's big light blue eyes looked at Anna with a look full of innocence and request, and Anna was sure that more than ordinary people could not refuse the boy's request.
"No, I don't mind." Anna looked at him curiously after finishing speaking.
After Andre got permission, he just made a face to his mother that he went first and left.
"I'm so sorry, Anna." Maria said apologetically.
"That's nothing. I mean, if you don't mind, can you tell me what's wrong with him?"
"Actually, it's because Charlie and his family are going to Russia next week. Charlie is Andre's playmate, but his father is facing a job transfer, and they have to separate."
"I can understand how hard it is to part with friends," Anna said.
"Hopefully he'll be all right in a while," Maria said.
During dinner, Andre didn't show up on time, so Luigi asked the servant to call him. After seeing his son coming, the always gentle father looked a little ugly for the first time.
"Andre, you can't keep playing your temper. You're a big boy."
Anna was worried that Andre would be displeased by what Luig said in public. After all, he didn't look like the kind of obedient child. However, unexpectedly, Andre first looked around Everyone present, and then said: "I won't do this next time, Dad."
Andre sat next to his sister Lucia, who gave him a concerned look, but Andre just shook his head and enjoyed his dinner in silence.
His dining etiquette is almost impeccable, except that the expression on his face is not very good, but it is also kept within a polite range.
After dinner they went to rest in the living room, where Luigd and Karenin were talking about political matters, keeping the children and women away from them.
Maria took care of them with some fruit.
Andrei didn't leave early this time, he stayed, sat on the sofa, near the armrest, with his left thumb and forefinger resting on his temple and the sides of his chin, Anna felt that this child completely showed that I was in the "nothingness". There is nothing to love about life", so that she couldn't help laughing.
Maria and Lucia were talking about one thing, and Anna thought that no one would see her laughing, but Andre raised his eyes sensitively to look at her. A pair of light blue eyes seemed to be mixed with mercury, giving them an inorganic indifference.
"Why are you laughing at me?" Andre still maintained that posture, his lips moved a few times, because the movements were slow, Anna could tell what the child meant.
"Sorry." She also apologized with her lips.
Andrei looked at her again for a moment, then blinked and pursed his lips again. He looked away, as if falling into the state of "you stupid adults can't understand my colorful inner world" again.
Anna suppressed a smile, she lowered her head and took a bite of fruit.
At nine o'clock, the children had already gone to bed, and Maria advised Anna to go to bed early.
"Louis, you still have a lot of time to chat. Now, let Alexei and Anna go to bed early." Maria ordered softly.
Luigi smiled, and he said a few words.
Going back to the guest room prepared by Maria, Anna sat at the dressing table and untied her braids, then chatted with Karenin for a while, and without knowing it, she talked about Andrei.
"What a smart kid, isn't he?" Anna told Karenin about the "lip talk" incident.
"Andrei is indeed a bit smart, but he is too proud. If this kind of pride is not properly grasped, it will harm him." Karenin commented that even if Andrei was his nephew, he would not live too long. Much favoritism.
"I thought you'd like his personality. Smart, unyielding, proud but not blind."
"Whether you like it or not can't be the criterion for judging." Karenin said, looked at Anna again, and said, "Go to rest early, tomorrow I have to visit an official with Luigi."
"OK."
The next day, after the men went out, Anna chatted with Maria, and Lucia and Andre wrote silently under the arrangement of the tutor.
At about ten o'clock, a cute little boy came. Only then did Anna know that the little boy with bright blond hair in front of her was Andre's friend Charles.
"Good day, Mrs. Karenin." Charlie greeted Anna very politely.
He looked like a little angel, in a neat little blazer and calfskin shoes, and his hair was neatly combed.
"Hello, little Charlie." Anna said with a smile.
The boy raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "Although I think you are really beautiful and your voice is very pleasant, please remove the word 'little' when you call me, so that I will love you more of."
Anna was taken aback, but finally laughed outright.
"Well, I understand why you and Andre are good friends."
"We are best friends, Mrs. Karenin." Charlie added, but soon, those green eyes dimmed a little.
"Oh, and if he forgives me, we're still best friends."
"You can't sue someone like I'm the one who left a friend behind."
A sarcastic voice came from the second floor. Anna and the others looked over, and Andre was holding the escalator with one hand, while the other was hanging down.
"It's not my fault. My dad has to go to Russia for a job transfer. I'm just a kid now. I can only go with them, Andre." Charlie blushed a little, and he was surprised by the friendship between the boys. It is said that betrayal is even more painful than being beaten.
"But you should be the first to tell me. I don't like to be the last to know." Andre pursed his lips again after finishing speaking.
"I don't know what to say, I thought, Dad said maybe. I don't know why so fast, I thought I had time to tell you." Charlie said dryly, and finally added, "In order the best way."
Anna watched the two little boys shouting at each other across her, across the sofa, across the long distance of thirty steps, and when Andre looked like he was going to explode out of dissatisfaction, She said, "Boys, can't you just sit down and deal with this calmly? You're like two six-year-olds right now, kind of childish, to be honest."
"We are not naive!"
Both of them rejected Anna's "childish" judgment with one voice.
"Oh, okay." Anna laughed, "Then handle things like an adult and sit down and talk about it?"
Andre came down quietly after a while, indicating that he accepted the option.
Anna blinked at Lucia who was on the second floor, who smiled and left in relief.
"Then let's have a good talk," Anna said, about to give up the living room to the two children, but Andre spoke up.
"You stay."
Andre continued: "We had conversations before, but it wasn't great."
"Are you sure?"
"Sure." Again in unison.
So, like Themis, the goddess of justice in Greek mythology, Anna sat on the armchair, while the other two sat close to the armchairs.
"This matter can't be changed, Andre, we all have to accept it." Charlie said, he is obviously the shorter one, but he seems to be more stable and sensible, if he didn't pretend to be mature with some exciting The words of laughing words to strike up a conversation with a woman he thinks is good-looking.
"I know," Andre said, looking up at his friend, "but you have to understand, you're my best friend, and you didn't tell me about it in the first place."
"Well, I'll remember next time." Charlie grinned, then nodded seriously, "I do, sorry, Andre."
When the blond boy finished saying sorry, Anna saw Andre completely relaxed.
"Me too, I'm sorry. I know it's not your fault. I can blame Petersburg for the snow so they don't complain, don't talk about water projects, don't want French people If you go to assist them, you won’t decide to send your father there. Anyway, I can’t blame you.”
Andre finished the anger almost in one breath, but Anna was a little stunned at first, and then laughed again, and Charlie, too, was amused to giggle, and finally even Andre couldn't help laughing, they exchanged Made a grimace to show that they were reconciled.