While answering the strange question, Jenkins pushed aside the tail rubbing against his wrist, and the cat made a dissatisfied sound.
This answer was not what Miss Mihail wanted. She squinted at Hathaway's expression again, and the latter pretended not to understand anything, imitating Miss Mihail's action just now, and put the book "Stage on Stage" on the shelf. Getting Started: The Singer" was taken down, and those who pretended to be interested casually flipped through it.
"So what if it's you? If you have two cakes in front of you."
"What kind of strange question is this?"
Jenkins, as stupid as he was, could have heard that the question was not as simple as it appeared, but he was missing some key information, so he couldn't guess the real agreement.
"If it was me? It's probably the same as chocolate. I want them all. Why should I give them to others when I have two cakes in front of me? Hathaway, what do you think?"
"Um?"
Hathaway didn't expect to be dragged into the conversation, but now that Miss Mihail had looked over, she had to say something:
"This question is very interesting. I think the intention is to consider your own happiness and the happiness of others. If it can be done, of course both should be in your hands. If it can't be done..."
She deliberately paused here, "If it can't be done, then find a way to do it. Jenkins is right, since there are two pieces of cake in front of you, why let someone else take one of them?"
The blond girl nodded silently, and did not continue to ask. She hid her face behind the book in her hand, feeling her heart beating violently, she could even hear the sound of bang bang bang~. He lowered his head to prevent the other two people from seeing his expression, and remembered the rosy dream last night.
"All... want?"
She was frightened by her own thoughts. Although she was born in a noble family and it is common for chaotic relationships between men and women, if it happened to her, she...
She tried her best not to think about it, otherwise she didn't know what would happen.
The three people in the room did not blow out the candles until half past ten. Miss Michael and Hathaway slept together in the big bed with white curtains, and Jenkins slept on the sofa near the door.
The chocolate was set up on the cushions next to the couch, and Jenkins had found a blanket for it. But in the middle of the night, the cat woke up a little unaccustomed, and ran to lie down on the back of the sofa above Jenkins' head. Its tail drooped along the back of the sofa, and the tip of the tail was just above the side of Jenkins' nose.
Jenkins's sleep is generally very light, probably because he subconsciously felt something moving above his head, so he twisted his body on the sofa, moved forward for a certain distance, and at the same time turned his body slightly sideways inward. This becomes the tip of the tail pointing to the mouth, but neither the cat nor the human notice because of their deep sleep.
When he fell asleep, his mouth was slightly open, breathing air evenly. And the slightly warm air that was exhaled was directed upwards, warming the kitten's tail bit by bit.
It felt a little uncomfortable because of this. It stood up and stretched out its furry head to look down. Its big amber eyes saw Jenkins' profile.
The beard around Chocolate's mouth trembled slightly, with a tangled look on his face, wondering if he wanted to take revenge for waking up his culprit.
While hesitating, the pair of small cat ears shook, and looked into the distance suspiciously. Then he got down again, maintaining the previous posture, but intentionally laying down closer to the edge of the back of the sofa.
Little by little, the kitten slid down the slope on the back of the sofa. When it reached the edge where the downward force of gravity was greater than the upward frictional force, it fell down and hit Jenkins' sleeping sweet face heavily.
"Meow~"
"Who wants to murder me~"
The screams of the man and the cat sounded at the same time.
Miss Michael and Hathaway who were awakened hurriedly poked their heads out from behind the curtain, and the latter re-lit the kerosene lamp, only to see Jenkins and Chocolate fall on the carpet in a funny pose. Even though the chocolate weighed very little, it still dealt Jenkins a hard blow when it fell from a height on his face.
"Did you accidentally fall off? Sure enough, sleeping on the sofa is very uncomfortable."
Miss Mihail didn't see what happened, and before she could make a new suggestion, Hathaway made a silent gesture.
She looked to the east vigilantly, and there was a wall.
"Jenkins, did you hear any strange noises?"
"Um?"
Jenkins froze for a moment, closed his eyes and tried to listen. I didn't hear the sound in the distance, but I heard the rustling sound from the clothes hanging on the wall. It soon occurred to him that it was the pocket watch chain vibrating.
"this… "
"No, it's an avalanche!"
Hathaway, who had put on the diamond earrings, heard a terrible sound right away, and before she even had time to grab the thick cotton coat, she grabbed Miss Michel's hand and tried to drag her out of the bed.
"Avalanche? But the terrain here is very high, unless the main body of the Hulai Snow Mountain in the east has collapsed. Oh, don't worry, calm down now!"
Although he was puzzled, he trusted Hathaway very much. The three of them walked quickly to the corridor in their pajamas, shouting loudly while running out.
The awakened group of people quickly left the villa, but at this time they could actually see the snow line in the distance and hear the terrible rumbling sound. Before the avalanche engulfed the mountain villa, they ran up to the high ground on the side, that is, the cliff that was half blown up by the twin demons, and then watched the avalanche rush towards the mountain villa like waves in the dark night.
"Oh God~"
Most people are not so awake at this time, and even think that they are dreaming. After a while, the young maid began to cry in a low voice, but no one could comfort her at the moment.
The sudden avalanche is fast and fast, so not everyone can escape from the house in time. The six people in the tour group were all fine, and the housekeeper was lucky enough to escape, but only seven of the servants of the villa followed a group of people to a safe place before the avalanche, and the workers who managed the steam oven were all living in the small area behind the manor. In the house, probably all were killed.
Snowflakes fell again in the cold night, and everyone felt sad, and stood on the edge of the cliff blankly looking at their residence. After the avalanche, although the villa was not washed away, most of it was buried in the snow. Part of the third and second floors should still be accessible through the broken windows, but the servants and locked corpses on the first floor may not be found.
When I came out, I was in a hurry, and most people were still wearing slippers and pajamas. I didn't feel the cold when I ran for my life, but after I stopped, panic and worry surged up again, and my body began to tremble uncontrollably.