There are so many people in this world, so many eyes, but there is only one pair of eyes, no matter how beautiful or ugly, you can always find them at the first sight.
Because, only the eyes of the other party are looking at you without any impurities, and fortunately, so are you.
Karenin was running towards his wife, and Anna was also trotting forward.
She couldn't help embracing him in the crowd, with her arms around his neck, her smile bright and bright.
"I'm back, Alexei," said Anna, panting slightly.
She looked at her husband carefully, like a mother worried about her child, and after she was satisfied that he didn't lose any weight, she herself nodded childishly.
Karenin was enjoying the moment, but he was concerned about the actual situation, so he patted his wife's arm lightly, signaling her to take care of her surroundings.
Anna sighed contentedly, she let go of her hand, but still whispered something in his ear.
"Next time, you have to remember to tell me, welcome home."
She put down her tiptoes, still staring at her husband wholeheartedly, and the latter finally nodded reservedly.
Ana laughed, brushing her hair back. Turn around and greet Alexe to come over.
She introduces each other for them.
"Hello, Uncle."
Alexei greeted him politely, and looked at his powerful uncle.
He is tall, not at all bloated like an ordinary official, his facial features are not coquettish, and he looks very decent. The tight corners of his mouth indicate that he is not a funny person, but his eyes are extremely deep, which makes people dare not look at him. Just show off in front of him...
At the end, Alexie was stunned for a moment, because he realized that his little tricks had already been known by the other party.
His uncle, almost calmly, let him look at him in a way that didn't disturb him.
Alexie glanced at the other party anxiously.
"Alexie."
The other party spoke. Alexie's voice was a little tense, and he responded.
He noticed that Karenin looked at him for a while, and then he retracted that staring gaze, and only said lightly, let's go back first.
"Yes." He said subconsciously again.
Anna kept paying attention to these two people. She didn't whisper to her husband until she got into the carriage, "You just scared him."
"I didn't say anything, Anna," said Karenin.
"Well, you must have your own ideas, tell me?" She leaned closer to her husband, holding her husband's arms with both hands.
It's like, these few days haven't changed anything at all.
Her natural movements made Karenin feel soothed. Because Karenin doesn't like change.
In the past few days when Anna was away, his life seemed to be unchanged, and his whole person seemed to be completely unaffected, but only Karenin understood that it was different.
He was always a little restless, until now, the place beside him was occupied by someone, and the hands that were always ignorant of restraint and rules naturally held him, and the familiar temperature clung to him, so Karenin understood.
It's amazing how easy it is to accept this fact and conclusion, and it doesn't even take half a minute.
"Have you asked him?" Karenin began with a question.
Anna nodded: "Guess what."
"I think the answer is obvious. I'll make arrangements for him."
"You even just met him." Anna blinked.
"He is still a child, and he is not very good at hiding his emotions. What's more, you will ask me for help on this matter. At least this child has qualities you admire."
Karenin finished speaking calmly, and then he noticed that his wife's movement of holding his arm changed to a gentle grasping, and then he saw those gray eyes looking at him like stars shining.
"Wow!" she said in a low voice, but her eyes were still looking directly at him.
Karenin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He moved his face lightly, and then felt his wife get up, and then someone kissed the corner of his mouth.
There was a burst of laughter beside him.
"Thank you, Alexei," murmured his wife, leaning closer to him like a tiny hamster.
Karenin stared down at his wife's test. Under the slender eyelashes, a pair of blue eyes were like the clear sky.
There was nothing he said or did, but somehow it seemed to his wife that he had performed some incredible feat.
Karenin has received a lot of compliments in his 30 years of life. If it is said that when he was young, he was very receptive to such words because of his arrogance. Now, he can calmly see the intention behind those compliments. .
Do you want rights? Do you want money? Do you want to build a relationship? Or is it purely because the other party's brain is not smart enough to think of more constructive words
Yes, he can dissect any words of praise for him, because at his age, in this position, he has already understood that praise is not icing, but ecstasy. Interests dominate people's mouths.
But among all the people, his wife was definitely not included.
Before getting married, this was not something Karenin needed to think about.
But now, he couldn't help but allow himself to think for a moment.
If at this moment, his wife is not Anna, can he still directly skip the step of analyzing and filtering, and just feel happy about it
The answer is no.
So irrational.
He forced his thoughts to pause in order to defend his sane mind.
Wisdom and rationality focused again in the eyes of this senior Russian official, but this stern senior official still placed his left hand gently on his wife's forearm.
"Are you listening?"
His wife looked up at him suspiciously.
Karenin blinked, then said: "Yes, Anna."
His wife breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to tell the story of the few days of separation.
Although his mind was being pulled hard by reason, he was still listening to all his wife's words, and made enough space for these useless words to store them.
"Anna." Karenin said suddenly.
Anna looked up at her husband, and was about to ask what was wrong, when someone kissed her lips.
She was a little surprised, her eyes were wide open, but her husband closed them slightly.
The eyelashes brushed against the bridge of her straight nose like feathers.
The pair of dry and warm hands gently stroked her cheeks, and the thumbs ran across the skin of the cheekbones. A little callus on the fingertips made Anna's thick eyelashes tremble.
Then she closed her eyes and enjoyed her husband's slightly belated kiss.
"Welcome home."
Between the lips and teeth, in the airflow, this whisper slowly reached Anna's ears.
She smiled and responded happily.
"Well, I'm back."
The rattling sound of the carriage finally stopped after turning a corner. The coachman Peter waited quietly, biting a cigarette to satisfy his hunger, with a mysterious smile on his face.
It took a minute longer than when my master got out of the carriage by himself.
Looking at the backs of Mr. Karenin and his wife, Peter laughed in his heart, thinking, that is Mr. Karenin! Mr. Karenin of Petersburg!
The servants were all very happy to see his wife came back. They thought that the husband would temporarily put aside his official duties and go around the lady like that day, but unfortunately, it is clear that the days when the husband is out of order are rare.
Anna wondered what the servants were thinking.
Karenin told her that he had some business to attend to at once, and that there were people in the study waiting to see him.
Anna nodded, and then took Alexei to his room.
After learning of Anna's decision, Karenin had already ordered the housekeeper Kearney to tidy up a bedroom for Alexei at home.
It's around the corner, but it won't be the last one.
The room is not the largest in the house, but it is well furnished.
If it was an ordinary child, they might complain that the room is too tidy, but Anna observed that Alexie obviously didn't care about it.
His valet helped him pack, but Annushka did some of the folding. Boys' hands are not always as good as girls' hands.
"Obviously something is missing," Anna said suddenly.
Alexei looked at his aunt suspiciously.
"Wait here for a while, Alexey, I'll be right back," said Anna, and hurried away.
After Anna left, the blond boy stayed in the room, suddenly looking a little embarrassed.
He saw his servant was discussing something with Anushka, and then he looked around the room again.
This is no different.
That family didn't mean him in that regard, they just ignored and ignored him.
Alexie pursed his lips.
He forced himself to stretch out so he wouldn't cringe like a mouse.
Then he walked to the window, but his hands were not relaxed on the window sill. He stood up straight, with a thin body, and the outline of the young's delicate bones that were growing could be faintly seen behind him.
This is what Anna saw when she came back.
The spring sun shines in, the boy's golden hair and tight lips make him look a little lonely and thin.
This kid needs a little help.
And Ana knew she could help him.
She was so glad she did, and even more grateful to her husband.
"Alexey," cried Anna, laughing, "look at these flowers."
She walked over, put the vase on the round table, and closed it carefully.
"It's driving well, isn't it?" Anna called the other party over.
"Yes." Alexey said softly, his drooping eyelashes were like lilies, showing cautious timidity.
"Now they are under your care." Anna pushed the vase a little in front of the other party, and then smiled.
"Because they're yours now, and it's your responsibility to take good care of your stuff."
Alexie was stunned for a moment, after the vase was pushed over, he raised his finger that was paused in mid-air and touched those delicate flowers.
"You will, won't you?" Anna asked.
Alexei nodded, fingers lingering on the petals.
Anna smiled.
Karenin's visitor dined with them at dinner. When asked about Alexei, Karenin introduced him to him as his nephew.
The visitor praised Alexie without hesitation, as if, when he saw him for the first time, he had already witnessed what feat he would accomplish in the future, which made Alexie somewhat flattered.
And in the back, when the visitor was sent away, when Anna went to the kitchen to arrange dessert for him, Alexei heard the uncle talking to himself.
"Don't take those words seriously, Alexey, he praised you not because of you, but because he asked me for something."
"I understand, uncle." Alexey whispered, somewhat disappointed.
Then, not long after, he heard Karenin's calm voice again.
"But in the future, you can always win these honors for yourself."
Alexei looked at the other party, his pale gray eyes opened wide.
"Can I really?"
"I can't give you a guarantee. The future is not guaranteed by others. But what I can tell you is that I have come this way."
"Now, I have to deal with the rest of the papers."
After Karenin finished speaking, he still walked forward unhurriedly. When the rotating escalator turned, he heard the boy's voice.
"I can go to school in Petersburg, you will help me, won't you?"
"Just this once, Alexey." Karenin said flatly, "I don't want to see..."
"I won't hit anyone again!" Alexey said anxiously.
Then he saw the man turn around and look down at him, a certain coolness in his deep blue eyes.
"If you promise me this, Alexey, I'm not satisfied."
Alexie was stunned for a moment, but soon he understood, his pale gray eyes were full of brilliance.
"I promise you and Aunt Anna won't 'hear' rumors of a beating from me."
"Good night, Alexei." Karenin looked at the boy for a while, then turned around and continued to go upstairs after speaking.
"Good night, uncle." Alexey said, his voice trembling.
"It's really strange for you to say good night to each other so far away." A soft female voice sounded.
Alexie turned around and saw that it was his aunt, who was walking over with dessert.
She was wearing a light-colored skirt, her black hair was like obsidian, and she seemed to be shining when she smiled.
Alexie walked over and said, "Thank you, Aunt Anna."
Anna blinked her eyes, and touched the boy's cheek with her right hand.
"I didn't do anything for you, Alexey. Now, have some pudding, that's what an aunt can do for you." She laughed.
Alexei sat on the chair and relaxed for the first time.
Watching Alexis eating the pudding gracefully, Anna's thoughts drifted slowly to the study.
She rested her chin on her right hand and smiled slightly.