Anna didn't take what happened during the day to heart when she went home.
When she came back, she asked Anushka to distribute the gifts to Mr. Goldman and the others, but she had to go there the day after tomorrow, because she had to send Andre to the train tomorrow.
At night, when the children were asleep, Anna and Karenin sat on soft chairs on the balcony and chatted.
Most of the time it was Anna who was talking.
Karenin was a good listener and seemed patient and focused.
He usually doesn't interrupt Anna very much, but Anna knows that the former listens to everything she says.
"Andre is a good boy." Anna sniffled, her movements were childish and not particularly elegant. At least in front of people, she wouldn't do that.
But in this marriage, when one person trusts the other more and more, some small habits that are not good enough will gradually be relaxed, and sometimes they are revealed unconsciously.
She didn't even know it herself, because Karenin hadn't reminded her of it.
This is really strange. At the beginning, Karenin considered whether to remind his wife, but then he thought it was really cute, so he gradually got used to it.
"I don't remember your habit of wearing a brooch," asked Karenin.
Anna blinked her eyes: "Oh, I really don't like it very much, but I am a woman after all, and there are always too many good-looking things."
"Then why not choose for yourself?" Karenin continued.
Anna brushed her hair, thinking that Karenin was really cute at this time, so she couldn't help laughing.
"My dear Alexey, it would be a pity if you had to buy something for yourself."
The man frowned. He watched his wife pick up the tea and sip it slowly, then nodded slightly.
"You want me to give it to you."
Karenin is actually an honest person in essence, if he is not a political figure.
Anna swallowed the tea, with a slightly annoyed expression.
"I didn't mean it that way at first, but," she put down the bone china tea set, and smiled crookedly, "I'm a thick-skinned person sometimes, and if a husband doesn't understand romance, I always want to Take every opportunity to let him do something for me once in a while, a woman's vanity, understand?"
Seeing that the man looked a little embarrassed, and the blue eyes even showed a little bit of embarrassment, she got up and walked to him, and kissed the corner of his mouth.
"Don't worry too much, Alexey, I really don't like brooches that much." She said in a satisfied tone, then yawned a little sleepily, and left.
This is nothing more than an occasional joke between husband and wife. Although Karenin doesn't agree, it's not that he doesn't understand.
"But she doesn't hate it either." These words came to the husband's mind, as if a wise person was reminding Karenin.
The next day, in the department, near closing time, Secretary Vorobev knocked on the door of Karenin's office, and he had to tell Karenin that there was an impromptu visit. This was nothing at all, after all, his boss always regarded work as the most important thing.
"The gentleman wishes to call on you this evening, my lord," said the secretary.
After he finished speaking, he was already planning to arrange the time and hotel in his mind, but his boss frowned and said, "Change the time for me."
Vorobev was a little surprised. After all, Karenin almost never changed the appointment time.
Still, he was a smart guy, so he quickly indicated that he would reschedule the meeting with Karenin.
"Do you want me to arrange a carriage for you?" he asked, with some small thoughts in it, which are not so easy to be noticed, but just like he knows Karenin, the latter knows him far better than he thought .
"Tell Peter for me." Karenin said a place.
Vorobiev, who knew the famous shops in Petersburg very well, quickly realized the reason. His brown eyes flickered, and he asked, "Do you want me to choose for you?"
Because of Karenin's work relationship, he often needs to choose gifts for the latter, and Karenin has never liked to choose these things by himself.
"No need." Karenin glanced at his secretary, who nodded wisely, then put down tomorrow's schedule and left.
After the office door was closed again, Karenin looked at the itinerary left by Vorobev and meditated for a while, tapped his fingers on the mahogany desk a few times, and finally stopped, as if giving up. He picked up his coat, adjusted the hem to make the shirt fit better, and then left.
"It's not the best time yet." Karenin's busy brain simply and calmly flipped through this sentence. Although they were still thinking about "gifts and wives" before that, a sharp sword is always a sharp sword. It doesn't become something else just because it's coated with sugar.
In the manor, Anna has already arranged everything for Andre. She glanced at the grandfather clock again, wondering why Karenin hadn't come back at this time.
"Can we go?" Andre asked. Although he doesn't want to leave so soon, but if things are already in this situation, he tends to accept it as soon as possible, lest he do some irrational things himself.
"Is it okay?" Anna asked.
The boy shook his head. He didn't like parting, so he didn't let Charlie see him off.
Anna touched Andre's arm: "Okay then, I think he might have something to delay."
"I understand. Uncle is a punctual man." Andrea said casually, and put away the brooch given to his mother carefully. When he raised his head, he saw Anna's smiling expression.
He felt a little awkward, as if his aunt knew exactly what he was thinking. He was even a little angry about it, and wanted to get angry, but when he looked up and saw the other person's expression, he couldn't say anything harsh.
In the end, the boy with a little disheveled hair could only ask awkwardly: "What do you like?"
Anna was a little surprised.
"You've helped me a lot, and next time I come, I'll bring a gift you like." He said, and then folded his arms, with a blush on his white skin.
"I don't know what women like."
Anna saw that Andre was almost cocking his neck like a chicken.
"Then bring me a nice oil painting."
"Anything is fine."
"This range is a bit big." Andre muttered, and then he returned to the pride and reserve that a little boy should have.
"Well, it's not that difficult to do."
They had just finished talking when Kabidonitch, the porter, told them that Karenin had returned.
Anna saw joy in Andre's eyes, although it was quickly covered up again.
She smiled, and asked the footman to load Andre's things into the carriage. She saw Karenin at the door. The latter was wearing a thin dark brown coat. The heat of early summer didn't seem to affect him. He was explaining something to the manservant who was in charge of taking Andrey back.
Anna approached them, and Karenin told the servant to leave after a few more words. He looked at Anna: "You want to ask me why I came home late?"
"Good guess." Anna held the other's arm, smiling deeply.
"I'll tell you later," he said.
Anna glanced at him, and suddenly her eyes sparkled, and she asked impatiently, "Could it be..."
But Karenin kept her silent with a kiss.
"Okay." Anna thought dazedly, "surprises are worth waiting for." Although she already knew, she could always pretend not to know.
An hour and a half later, they came out of the train station.
Anna thought they would go straight home, but Karenin told her that he had ordered dinner.
"I thought it was, you want to give me a brooch or something." Sitting on the red soft chair, Anna sighed after looking around at the magnificent decoration in the store.
She didn't expect it to be a dinner date. Apparently, candlelight dinners. Anna couldn't help laughing when the waiter lit those cute little candles.
"It's so romantic!" She looked at the other party, her eyes seemed to have stars, and even the young waiter with smooth and well-combed hair couldn't help but smile on her happy face.
"Today's red wine is very good, ma'am." The waiter said, his straight back slightly bent in a standard arc.
"My wife doesn't drink," Karenin said calmly.
The waiter was startled, and then realized that he had overstepped.
"Okay, sir." The waiter went down respectfully, not daring to look at Anna again.
Karenin looked away, and then found his wife was looking at him with interest.
The man coughed lightly and asked, "Isn't it?"
"Oh, of course." Anna said in a protracted tone on purpose, and then took a sip of white water. She saw Karenin also picked up the glass of red wine on the table and drank it. The candlelight made his face a little red. Of course it's candlelight, isn't it
The lamb chops are very tender, and Karenin's blue eyes are really beautiful.
The casa salad is also very refreshing, well, Karenin's hands are also very good-looking.
…
Anna looked at her husband while eating, as if the person in front of him was some delicious food, until he saw that the movement of Karenin's hand stopped, and she smiled a little blushing, thinking that she had been discovered.
But Karenin didn't say anything, just crossed the food on the table, put his fingertips close to the corner of Anna's mouth, and gently wiped the sweet salad dressing. He did it so naturally, if he hadn't been paying attention to them all the time, he might think that the man just touched the corner of her mouth lightly.
Anna was stunned for a while. Obviously, if you don't pay attention when eating, you will find some inelegant things. This time it was her turn to cough lightly, and then picked up the napkin and pursed the corners of her mouth again.
"I don't usually do this." She emphasized, but her tone was not convincing.
"En." Karenin replied, but his expression was too calm, making Anna feel that he was just expressing his willingness to accommodate her self-esteem at the moment.
Anna decided that if a dug hole was placed in front of her right now, she would sleep in it forever.
"Oh, forget it." She changed her mind again, because the man in front of her had a warm smile in his blue eyes.
"I like to see the way you smile." Anna said softly, she didn't know that her face under the candlelight was really touching.
Karenin is not a man without vision, he will not pay special attention to women's appearance, or those charming and romantic gestures, but if necessary, he can directly understand the beauty of a woman better than anyone else.
this is nothing.
Arranging the observed information logically and clearly, with poetry and music, Karenin can fully appreciate the beauty of a woman, and can completely convince women of this. He just doesn't really need to do it.
And now, he was perfectly legal and could view his wife possessively, a legal right that no other man had.
It's his, his wife.
Her gray eyes, crow-wing-colored eyelashes, thick and slightly upturned, when she is completely focused and relaxed looking at others, there is a faint fluorescent light flowing in the pupils, matching her flushed cheeks, And slightly parted lips. That is Anna's unique charm.
If this focused gaze is accompanied by a voice full of tenderness, it will indeed be extremely challenging.
Karlie quietly stared at his wife for a while, and then replied in a low voice, "That's because of you."
Anna froze for a moment, then lowered her head and chuckled.
She tilted her head and smiled for a while, then glanced at Karenin again, and the latter finally showed a look of embarrassment that could not be concealed.
"You..." Karenin looked a little uncertain, but Anna could only quickly stop laughing, and then said, "I like it."
She softened her voice again, as if there was a thin layer of water in her eyes, she looked full of sincerity.
"I really like it." She wiped a little tear from the corner of her eye, looked around again, hoping no one noticed her gaffe, and then said, "It's just, no one ever said that to me."
"I know you, maybe not that much, but I do. I'm just so touched. I thought you might send me the brooch, after I told you that, or maybe you didn't, but I didn't think it was a date This is very good, although it is a bit unexpected, but it is really great."
She laughed, her lips trembling slightly.
"Actually, whether there are gifts, or whether there are dinner surprises outside is not the most important thing."
She folded her hands and put them on her white and tender forearms, then tilted her head slightly, making a nasal sound.
"The most important thing is that you put me in your heart and do everything for me."
"Alexis, every time I treat you better, you treat me better, and you make me feel really, really happy."
The hazy candlelight, the happy expression of his wife, and the soft words made Karenin feel that in this marriage, as a husband, besides loving his wife, he did have a sense of mission from the heart, that is, in God's will Witness it and make her feel happy.
The next morning, when Anna woke up, beside her pillow, the small box of velvet cloth lay quietly on the soft pillow, between their pillows.
Anna got up, her long black hair was loose in curls, and her silk pajamas were slightly parted, revealing the snow-white skin on the side of her neck.
She opened the box, smiled slightly, and gently stroked the brooch with her fair fingers.
Sapphire, like Karenin's eyes.
Steady handwriting, a simple sentence.
"To wife Anna, flower of the sea."
The signature is the abbreviation of Karenin's name, like a delicate symbol.
You can never guess how stupid and smart a husband can be, but in a happy marriage, a wife never doubts that her husband loves her, and that she is touched.
Anna remembered every detail between her and Karenin, and she was full of affection.
Karenin also remembered, although not all, but those important things, he never missed them. Therefore, the sentence "I like the sea" was just a casual whisper, and he really firmly remembered it in his heart.
When time flies by like dancing butterflies, two people who love each other are not smoothed by the blandness of marriage because they care about each other, but they have become more suitable for both parties. Then, in these trivial matters, Sometimes, like fireworks, they bloom occasionally, making this relationship, like fine wine, more lingering in the years.
That afternoon, when Karenin got off work, at the door he saw a woman in a pearl-colored dress getting out of his carriage.
The familiar smile was almost intoxicating under the early summer sun, and the man like Karenin couldn't help squinting his eyes.
Until the man quickly approached him, the blue gems also twinkled on the pearl-colored fabric.
"did you see that."
His wife stood in front of him, expectant like a child about to show off a new toy.
"Well, it looks good." Karenin nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and asked his wife to hold his arm.
"Do you want to go shopping?" This time, Karenin said it earlier than Anna.
He himself was not used to showing off any rare things he got, even when he was a child. So he can't fully understand his wife's mood, but if she wants to, it's not impossible to accompany her to do this meaningless thing.
"Ah, of course!"
Sure enough, his proposal made Anna very happy.
Although she couldn't fully understand it, Karenin was always willing to cooperate if she wanted to make her happy. Most importantly, there is no reluctance, because in fact, seeing his wife take pleasure in what he says or does, so does he himself.
The author has something to say: "Strong and Vulnerable"
Bambi's younger brother is a very strong boy who never cries when he falls down, although he seldom falls.
And Bambi's sister has a little bad balance ability since she was a child.
Sister Bambi: Brother, I fell, it hurts QAQ [Pull the corner of the clothes]
Brother Bambi: Girls have to be strong, don’t cry out for pain, get up by yourself, only you can be responsible for your own life ==
Sister Bambi: But I want to cry QAQ
Brother Bambi: If you like to cry, no one will like it ==
Sister Bambi: Well, then I won’t cry QVQ [I was moved]
Brother Bambi: Well==
An hour later, Bambi's sister went to find Bambi and told him how brave she was, and then she saw...
Bambi: Does it hurt? Do you want to huh, hurt and fly away QAQ, what should I do, is it really not painful, what should I do
Brother Bambi: [sitting on the ground and covering his legs, very calm] Mom said that kisses can heal everything
Bambi: Really? Would one be enough? =3=
Brother Bambi: [Thinking] Well, at least two
Close the door, sister Bambi's mood is messy
Sister Bambi: TUT promised to be strong alone? Brother is a big liar!