In the following time, Karenin clearly felt Anna's alienation.
He sure is. Because his wife hasn't looked at him for more than half an hour now. Even when he was talking to her on purpose, she didn't look at her wholeheartedly with those bright eyes as usual.
And this made Karenin feel a little annoyed.
Fidgeting is different. Emotional changes can make people unable to think rationally.
Karenin calmly thought about whether he had done something wrong. He looked back on the previous things, but he couldn't find a way. Until they had to go back to lunch, when they were putting the horses into the stables, Karenin stopped Anna almost deliberately.
"What would you like for lunch?" he asked, and it was usually his wife who asked him.
In fact, Karenin once said that he is not picky about what he eats, so he doesn't think that Anna has to consider his preferences every time, and her wife just smiles or kisses him, But next time she still insisted on doing so.
"Lunch?"
His wife finally looked at him, as if surprised by his question, but after a while her eyes flickered again, and she no longer looked at him intently.
She said, "Oh yes, what would you like for lunch, Alexey?"
His wife's expression intensified a trace of loss in her heart.
A feeling of uncontrollability grew in Karenin's heart, and a calm expression appeared on his face.
"It's all right, Anna."
"Oh, yes, everything is fine." Anna responded indiscriminately, then turned around and obviously wanted to leave.
This approach completely disturbed Karenin's mood. The calm expression was stripped from his face, and his lips were pursed.
He finally couldn't help but planned to reach out his hand to hold his wife and ask her what happened. But just as he was about to do so, his wife turned around.
Her cheeks were flushed, and she clasped her tender little hands, as if she mustered up her courage, but after seeing his expression, her shy expression became confused, and then nervous.
The wife's reaction caused Karenin's heart, which had been screwed up, to be loosened suddenly.
He was still confused, but then his wife gave her the best answer.
"God, I must have done something stupid, right?"
Anna ran to her husband, the blush was still there, but her beautiful gray eyes were already full of concern for him.
Before Karenin reacted, Anna covered her face with her hands.
"You don't want to know." She muttered, mixed with shyness, and even her body was shaking slightly.
"Know what?" Karenin asked subconsciously.
"I know..." Anna couldn't continue, she was still trembling slightly, and now even her white and delicate earlobes had a slight blush.
Lightness and curiosity occupied Karenin's mind at the moment.
His originally frowned eyebrows were loosened, and he raised his hands, pulling down Anna's hands that covered his face.
The latter originally lowered his head, but Karenin's right hand gently hooked Anna's chin and lifted it up.
The man's face was unconsciously tilted slightly to an angle, as if he was looking for a better direction to look at his wife seriously. Under the slender eyelashes are deep blue eyes, and they are indeed playing the most serious and calm role at this moment.
The blue eyeballs have an inorganic coldness, and their owner's eyes are not eager at all, as if they are examining an encrypted document or a sophisticated instrument calmly. Unusual focus. And all of this made Anna's lips tremble.
As if he suddenly understood, Karenin said in a low voice:
"you… "
"Please, Alexey, stop talking." Anna begged shyly, "Stop talking."
She finally decided to raise her eyes to face her husband, but when she raised her eyes, a kiss had caught her lips.
A pair of big hands were put on her waist, first they hugged her gently, then the hug became tight and warm, she was even hugged and had to stand on tiptoe to meet each other.
As lips and teeth rubbed together, Anna's eyelashes trembled while she was panting, and she hugged Karenin tightly to prevent her expression from being exposed to the other party's gaze.
"Now you know." She said sullenly. After the words fell to the ground, her slender fingers tightly grasped Karenin's clothes. The force was a bit strong, leaving deep marks on the latter's clothes.
The fabric on Karenin's back is more and more docile to the skin, and the occasional undulating folds seem to lock the high heat on the body.
"I..." Karenin said, but didn't know what to say.
Excitement and confusion still surrounded him.
He was like a squirrel who suddenly got a big nut, and he was almost at a loss at the moment.
Apparently, the Mr. Petersburg official had never dealt with such emotions, which were as violent as a flood, and what was even more frightening was that he was willing to be submerged.
"Just now, when I was on horseback," Anna bit her lip, leaving only a little space between herself and Karenin to speak, and explained in a low voice so that he could hear her.
"You look very, very sexy." Anna raised her toes and whispered the last two words in Karenin's ear.
"I want to kiss you, but I know it's against your principles."
"So, the best way is to stay away from you."
She put her feet on the ground completely again, then raised her head, separated a little distance from each other, her cheeks were flushed, and although she was shy, she smiled and said: "However, I convinced myself just now, at least when we When we're together, I can steal a kiss from you."
Looking bravely into Karenin's blue eyes, she asked slowly and passionately:
"Can I?"
She responded with kisses one after another, as if by magic, as if they had waited too long for each other, beautiful and warm.
"I thought I did something to make you unhappy." Karenin said frankly, even after the kiss, he maintained a calm and decent appearance that ordinary people could not match, looking strong and unshakable.
"I thought I didn't teach well, and you were disappointed in me. Or, my touch made you hate..."
"I'm not obsessed with riding horses. I've always been obsessed with you. How could you... doubt this." She interrupted him, panting, her eyes bright.
"I like it when you touch me, very, very much. It makes me feel that you love me, that you need me, that makes me feel," she shuddered, her face flushed, but she didn't look ugly, on the contrary, She shivered slightly like a daisy in the wind.
Because it is small, it looks very fragile, but it has its own powerful feelings.
Anna's fair cheeks were covered with blush, and even spread to her white and tender earlobes, just like she was on horseback before, and her gray pupils looked misty due to intense emotions.
Her throat was tight, shyness was trying to restrain her vocal cords, reason was clamoring to stop her, this was far more embarrassing than physical chiluo. Admitting all of this, it should have been her own secret.
But in the end she spoke out.
"That makes me feel..."
"I'm yours. Totally, utterly, I'm yours, Alexey."
After saying all this, she closed her eyes, her body still trembling slightly.
When she opened her eyes, she could only look up and see Karenin's deep blue eyes, which were always calm, but sometimes there was a little shock in the harsh pupils.
Anna smiled, feeling that the suffocation that bound her whole body before had left.
She could accept his calm and composed reaction when he said the word love. except this. This one is different, it's really very, very personal, if you want to say it, at this moment, she seems to have handed over her soul.
If Karenin's reaction was still calm, she was afraid that she would be disappointed or even heartbroken. But fortunately he is not, just like her mood, he also gave her the best answer.
"God, I shouldn't have let you know this, it makes me look unreserved." She said implicitly, trying to find a casual definition for her previous words. But it was unavoidably shy and joyful, and even couldn't help but bring a little excited tears.
"Never doubt my love for you, never doubt that I want to stay away from you." She pressed against her husband's chest and closed her eyes happily.
"Not in centuries," she muttered, wrapping her hands very hard around Karenin's back.
This powerful sense of happiness almost overwhelmed Karenin.
He was like a person walking alone in the dark night, with a cold face and steady steps to cover up the panic and uneasiness in his heart. Then, a small lamp suddenly cut through the darkness and illuminated the road ahead.
He knew that his wife loved him deeply, but before, he always thought that this love might just be because of her lack of experience.
As time goes by, when he gets old, she is still young, and then she will find that he is no different, even thinking slows down with time, one day, her young and bright eyes will move to someone else In her body, her sincere and enthusiastic heart will be regained.
So he doesn't often talk about the future.
After all, Alexey Alexandrovich Karenin was far less powerful than he had always shown. He was indeed just an ordinary man with all kinds of weaknesses. It's just that in the past, no one really cared about this.
His uncle taught him how to fight for profit. He said, "Put away those soft and ridiculous things, otherwise they will become weapons used by others to attack you at critical moments and poke you bloody."
Therefore, self-confidence and sternness became Karenin's best disguise. Every ounce of his toughness almost wrapped his naturally sensitive heart tightly, and only when he met the tears of women and children would shed a little bit, and now, he has another one.
A soft sigh resounded in the man's heart, but what was different was that his hands, the hands that had smoothed the hems of countless uniforms and opened hundreds of files, gently wrapped their arms around his wife's waist .
On the side of this road where people will pass by, under the sky, on the grass that has just sprouted new shoots, a man's heart is completely captured, in the way of a woman.
"I'm not a god, Anna," he reminded, as always. His tone was calm without any waves, but his heart was soft.
"I know, but in my heart, you are more noble than a god." She replied with a soft smile, like her heart, which has not changed from beginning to end.
Because you are, irreplaceable, the one I love the most...
At this moment, Karenin finally understood that he was being deeply loved by someone, in the way of a woman. This love is mixed with awe and joy. It's not because of his family background and power, nor is it because of the calmness and toughness he has established, it's just because he is himself.
This woman is neither strong nor smart enough.
Her heart is like a boat in a harbor, and she seems to have no big pursuits, but as long as you get closer, you will find that there is an ocean in her heart.
It has nothing to do with age, nothing to do with experience, all this is just because she loves him, so Karenin can feel that life does not seem to have changed, but it is full of happiness everywhere.
If it's just pure infatuation and admiration, then it's okay if it's not him.
Time can break these people beyond reproach, because what they love is not him.
When the waves of time continue to wash away the reefs, taking away those young faces and wisdom, the mottled spots left behind will naturally be slowly discarded. But there is always a person, the first thing she loves is these spots.
When he was still wearing a gorgeous appearance, this admiration was fervent, but when he aged over time, this admiration would only be consistent and never give up.
His wife kept telling him this, but Karenin was unaware. Only now did he realize that this was so unfair to his wife.
When she had fully exposed her soul to him, he couldn't respond to her equally. He felt bewildered, and there was a little bewilderment in his wise eyes, but his mood seemed to please his wife.
Before he knew it, she had been soothed.
Now, he can only speak out the many questions in his heart slowly but without thinking.
"I thought you were a child, Anna. I thought it was just admiration. I was just one of the few men you saw. I thought," Karenin said after a pause, "that you wanted to marry me Just because you're young."
When he said it, what responded to him was his wife's gentle and reproachful eyes.
"You're a fool, Alexey."
"You are a fool, a fool, how can you underestimate my love for you because of my age?" Anna blamed softly, but her eyes were full of smiles and love.
"You're not the one who happened to walk into my world." She approached him, wrapping her arms around the man's neck on tiptoe, with a faint smile between her breaths.
"It's me, determined to walk into your world, and I've decided not to leave for the rest of my life. So, you'd better hold on to me, and don't let my eyes stay on others for a day."
"you."
She looked at him with burning eyes, and a shy but confident smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"I ask you to love me, Alexey."
"Now, answer me, yes or no."
After a long time, the warm breath sounded in her ears.
"yes… "
Anna tried her best to stand up straight, but joy made her feel a little limp, until Karenin supported her, and she could whisper: "This is the best answer."
"So, Anna, will you answer my question after I have already answered yours?" Karenin asked in a low voice.
Anna looked up.
The man's eyelashes drooped, and his blue eyes were hidden, like rays of light, counting the ripples of emotion.
"I will." She said softly.
A soft kiss fell between her brows.
"Do you really understand what a wife needs to do?"
"Oh, of course." She blushed and murmured, a little apprehensive, but not afraid.
"Very good." Karenin praised in a low voice, which was almost the highest evaluation he would give.
The man's fingers brushed lightly between his wife's browbones, and the breathing of each other seemed to be mixed.
Karenin turned to combing his wife's handsome eyebrows. Just when Anna thought Karenin would ask for something, the latter just let another kiss fall between her eyebrows.
"Then, my wife, when that day comes, I don't want to hear your refusal."
His tone was calm, but because of his low voice, there was a bit of seductive smell, which made Anna suffocate.
"Equal exchange, Anna, your answer?"
At that last moment, what responded to Karenin was his wife's blushing face once again, and her shy gesture covering her face with her hands.
"Okay," she said, and Karenin once again understood the so-called marriage.
In officialdom, black and white documents are the most effective, reason and logic are the strictest weapons, but in marriage, the response of the lover is the most effective guarantee, this is one of the few sensibility that can be completely proud where the ground triumphs over reason.