Beatrice put her hands behind her back, couldn't help but gently tiptoed to close the distance between the two of them secretly.
There is a faint smell of dry wood in the air, like the oxygen in the forest in midsummer in July. He closed his eyes and listened to the natural sounds.
The goose-yellow lights in the garden are gently sprinkled down, outlining the curve of the chin, the curvature of the mouth and the raised Adam's apple can be seen faintly, clean and refreshing; When performing, the explosive force is completely different and gentle.
The sound of the heartbeat just fell on the eardrum.
"Your Majesty (Yrace). Your Majesty?" The low voice came over, and her ears itch slightly, and then Beatrice noticed the sight that fell on her, and her heart suddenly stopped beating. After focusing, he saw Renly's bright eyes, as clear as a translucent sky.
"Heh." The corners of his mouth rose, and a warm smile slowly flowed into his eyes. "It seems that our conversation was too boring, and someone accidentally lost his mind."
Innocent teasing, Beatrice's cheeks were slightly hot, and she used a hearty exaggerated laugh to hide her embarrassment and panic, "Don't pay attention to me. I always like to be distracted, which is not a good habit. Obviously, today I am again excuse me."
After regaining her senses, Beatrice noticed the subtle changes in the atmosphere of the scene.
George and Elizabeth stood by Renly's side, neither too close nor too distant, neither too far nor too close, but highlighted the difference between family and friends, and both of them watched with reassuring smiles. He looked at Renly as if this were the pride of the family, but the muscles on one side of his arm tightened slightly, revealing a hint of embarrassment and jerky.
They're all smart people, and they're all insiders.
The relationship of the Hall family is far from the harmony and closeness on the surface, which is well known; but what I saw with my own eyes revealed a faint strangeness.
Between William's parents, Charles and Diana, they hated each other, it was a stronger emotion; but between the Halls and Renly, there was no emotion, not love, not hate, but pure interest maintenance. There was a hint of coldness and coldness between his brows and eyes.
Beatrice's eyes dimmed a little, and there was a sadness and sadness in her heart.
"As we mentioned earlier, I heard that you like theatre very much? You made a special trip to the Almeida Theatre to watch our performance. Unfortunately, we didn't meet at that time. Will you be there for this anniversary?" Without noticing Beatrice's scrutiny, he asked in a gentlemanly manner.
Beatrice's heart warmed slightly.
She noticed that Renly did not deliberately avoid the previous misses, but took the initiative to bring it up, but instead of rudely and directly exposed the shyness of the lady, she returned to the "Les Miserables" repertoire, a small A small entry point, you can see the careful and considerate.
But Elizabeth, who was standing beside her, had a nervous expression on her face, lest Renly would accidentally pierce their masks, and Elizabeth's eyes didn't relax until after Renly's voice fell. On the surface, there are no flaws; but if you look closely, you can always catch clues.
"Yes, of course I will attend." Beatrice said cheerfully, she didn't like those intrigues, but it didn't mean she was not good at it, it was just that she didn't need it, "Actually, I like your performance very, very much, Not too long ago, my father and I mentioned in a chat that he regretfully missed previous performances, and he is clearly behind the trend now. He can't even get in at family gatherings."
family gathering. That's the key word, and Beatrice is implying that Renly's comments are also positive in their family reunion.
Neither George nor Elizabeth, who were standing aside, meant to miss this sentence.
"Ha. I'm sure that's a polite word, but thanks anyway." Renly nodded with a smile. "Actually, I think 'The Late Night Puppy Mystery' is a masterpiece. If you have the chance, please go to Watch. Luke and I talked a while ago, and he's an amazing actor."
"Have you watched that show too? I've watched it too!" Beatrice's whole expression rose, but then she realized her gaffe, and pursed her lips shyly, "Look, I It's always so rash. I think it's best to avoid talking as much as possible."
"Then you might like the ambience of the theatre. We always welcome any noise, even boos and scolding." Renly replied witty and humorous, sparking laughter again, this time even Kate couldn't help but chuckle out.
Standing aside, Elizabeth's muscles tightened to the extreme. George wasn't much better.
Every second after the encounter was a torment, like a raging fire, torturing their nerves bit by bit, but they couldn't relax at all, lest a little negligence might lead to a complete embarrassment:
When will he pierce their masks? When will he bring up the means they used to oppose? When will he stress that all his achievements have nothing to do with the Halls? When will he satirize the "Hamlet" he missed? When will he mock their stubbornness and conservatism? When will he laugh at their embarrassment? When will he detonate the bomb
All the doubts and worries are like lead blocks hanging on a spider silk, slowly, slowly falling, swaying, swaying, but never falling.
What made it even more torturous was that all eyes in the entire garden were looking at them vaguely. Three important guests of the royal family, Richard as the host, and Renly as the focus... Almost no one in the audience could calm down, and their attention was projected.
Out of the corner of the eye, the speculation and banter were breaking down their armor little by little.
What they once turned a blind eye to, what they once kept silent about, what they once refused to talk about; what they used to hide their ears from, what they now look like is infinite, and what they are now hypocritical and arrogant. Everything seemed to be displayed in front of the public, and the shame of the red fruit completely drowned them, almost suffocating.
but no.
Nothing at all. Calm and calm, no waves.
Renly didn't mention a word, not even a look or a movement, as if nothing had happened.
Such a light cloud and wind, but it was like a loud slap in the face, which was slapped on the faces of George and Elizabeth. The things they cared about, valued, and maintained were not worth mentioning at all in Renly's hands; and their restlessness, nervousness, and vigilance were more like a joke in the face of Renly's composure.
George's mood grew irritable.
Elizabeth could feel it as she lifted her glass, pretended to drink, glanced at George, and whispered, "Look, every time Sebastian brings up plays, you always do, you like Shakespeare, but now you should too Learn to embrace new things. Maybe you can find new hobbies."
An excuse to cover up George's mood swings, a warning, and a quiet explanation for their previous attitude toward Renly. Three birds with one stone. In addition, she also used the middle name Hurenli, secretly expressing the intimate identity within the family.
What's more, Elizabeth did it very secretly, without raising her voice or taking it seriously. If the others happened to hear it, all the better; but she didn't care if the others didn't.
It is in this way that it can achieve better results - because she knows that everyone present is a master of everything, and her ears are always vigilant.
Only at this moment did George realize his impatience, he also smiled, and politely perfunctory to hide his strangeness, but the impatience in his heart began to surge again.
The more calm Renly was, the more embarrassed they were; the more calm Renly was, the more ashamed they were.
Also, they can't show it yet.
"Damn." George cursed deep in his heart, and his fingertips couldn't help but gently folded together, and the suddenly tense and suddenly loosened wrist muscles revealed his true emotions.
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At this moment, two figures stood on the balcony of the garden, looking at the biggest excitement of the night from a distance.
"Let me tell you, Renly is definitely not doing anything right now. He just needs to be here, and that's the biggest torture for George and Elizabeth. Renly won't take the initiative."
"I have nothing against you. I'm just saying that Renly wouldn't care. He didn't want to humiliate George and Elizabeth, and Renly wouldn't be here tonight if it wasn't for the repeated invitations of the London Drama Society."
"…I believe you. But George and Elizabeth would certainly think it was all Renly's plan."
"If Renly was serious about planning, their punishment wouldn't be so simple. What do you think? Lord Arthur."
"..." Arthur Hall, who was solemnly named, shuddered, and suddenly became alert, "You said, we are standing here, can Renly see us? I always feel that Renly just seemed to be moving towards There's a sight here."
"God, no!" Edith, who was standing beside her, also became nervous, and then grumbled, "We've all stood so far, Renly shouldn't have noticed. Jesus Christ, I just want to see Can't watch the fun? Sneak back to London sneakily, attend a dinner party sneakily, and now still sneak in and watch?"
"I think it's good to observe secretly." Arthur calmed down and said with a smile, "Unfortunately, Elf is still reluctant to walk in muddy waters today."
Edith shrugged and didn't refute, "Renly may not know we're here, but Matthew can't possibly not. You say, will Matthew tell Renly?"
"Uh." Arthur was suddenly caught by the throat.
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George raised his chin slightly, pretending to breathe fresh air, but his eyes quietly looked around: Why hasn't Viscount Bioford appeared yet