Chapter 20 Chapter Nineteen

The Mo brothers spent the evening talking and laughing.In the last general election, Will won a seat in the House of Commons and became a member of the Liberal Party, overturning the Mo family's tradition of supporting the Conservative Party in one fell swoop.He and the conservative Jerry debated the border policy between South Africa and India. Although their positions were clear, they did not hurt the peace.Both Leo and Matthew lack interest in politics, so they chat about the latest changes in Paris and London, and when Will and Jerry occasionally get stuck over small details, they also help ease their cheeks.

You two, since we want to discuss the fate of the country, we should at least enlarge the situation a little bit, right?Matthew said. I'll save my cannon fire until the Council is in session, Will said with a laugh.Otherwise, the firepower I released in an instant would knock down the Weiden mansion. Leo laughed.Among the five brothers, Will is the most easy-going. He likes to tease his brothers and laugh at himself. Afterwards, they head to Jerry's club.During dinner someone mentioned Romack's name among them.Leo had met the young reporter in Nowcera.Romack, a correspondent for the Herald and The Times, had come to visit Leo for the battle at Chadara.

Will immediately recognizes Romack as the godson of Mrs. Zhuoweila, the wife of his former employer, Mr. Sang.The next morning, Will called Mr. Sang and informed him that Leo had met Romack. Mr. Sang said that if Leo could meet his wife in person, she would be very happy. Because Will once abducted a woman who had a marriage contract with Mr. Sang, as long as Mr. Sang asked, he could not refuse.And Leo couldn't refuse Will or Matthew's request.Although Leo was only fourteen when Will and Matthews were kicked out, he was so eager to prove that he was his father's son that he forgot that he was also Will and Matthews' brother.

So, on the first morning of Leo's new life, the first person he visited was not Bernie, but Mrs. Vera. Homes are just a short distance away.The carriage passed by the lifeless No. 41 Campelli Lane, even though he was prepared in his heart, he was still secretly hairy. After the twenty-sixth of Rada, Mrs. Vera received him very hospitablely.She was in her late forties, but she still had a lot of charm, and she was wearing a fashionable purple pocket dress.Her tone of voice was so gentle, her gestures so dignified and delicate, so perfect for the beautiful green and white living room, that Leo could not imagine that she had ever been a humble cook.

They greet each other.Lady Vera mourns the loss of his father-in-law.Leo asked her about her last stay in the country, when Will and Lizzy took the baby for a week and had a great time with the whole family. Will said the two kids had a great time playing, Leo said. Lady Vera laughed.I'm afraid that's true, but they soon made up again. How are the children in your family? Very good.Either they had a great time playing with the Mo family's children, or they were playing with each other very happily.I always thought that a sister with a younger brother would be the most gentle sibling partner, but I didn't expect that both of them are very wild.

She poured the tea and served him the best cake Leo had ever tasted in his life. Mr. Mo, I hear you met my godson in Nowcera. Yes, he had just returned from the Tozi Valley at that time, and he should go to interview the news about sending troops to punish the upper Swat Valley. The interview is over, I never miss his column in The Times, as you can probably guess.If he hadn't left, he would probably follow the army to attack the Muhmans next, right? Leo couldn't help wondering, since Mrs. Vera already knew the whereabouts of her godson from the report, why did he need to come here?

However, news reports often only have dates, places and events, Mrs. Vera said.But what I care about is what the reporter is thinking, so reading the report is not helpful.Mike is a wonderful young man.I want him to go to college, but he wants to see the world and leave his mark on the world. Will had told Leo that Mike had been adopted by the Thorn family's gamekeeper in Yorkshire, but the boy had received a good education and had attended the most famous public school in the county.With such a background, coupled with Leo's observation of Mike, he can roughly understand Mrs. Vera's unspoken concerns.

Are you worried that he will be carried away by his ideals, ma'am? Lady Vera smiled.Mr. Ye, it seems that you brothers are all equally sharp.Yeah, I'm really worried.In this world, no matter how accomplished he is, some people still look down on him because of his unusual origin.I'm afraid he's pushing himself too hard, and I'm afraid he cares too much about the prejudices of those brainless idiots. There seemed to be something in her words, and Leo suspected that a certain lady might be involved.He didn't ask much.He is young, ma'am, and the world is exciting to young men with great ambitions.When we met, he was eager to be on the battlefield, to get news firsthand, not just to be told.As he hits middle age, he may ponder his place in the world and wonder if he's being treated unfairly, but at this point, I daresay he's enjoying spreading his wings and challenging himself.

Mrs. Vera took a sip of her tea.You have a good point.It's because I love to worry too much. I hope he can make good use of his young years to shine and not miss the hard-won opportunities. She was actually not worried. At the end of the interview, Leo said Mr. Luo accidentally revealed that he hadn't slept well.He gave up the inn room to a lady traveling alone, who was too tired to stand on her feet when she arrived in Noucera, when the city was so full of people that there was no place to stay.But after the lady left, the innkeeper gave the room to someone else, and Mr. Luo was forced to live in a very bad environment.

My God, said Lady Vera. Though he didn't know it, that woman was my wife.I will always be grateful for the generosity of his generous helping hand, without expecting anything in return. Mrs. Vera put down her teacup and reached out to hold Leo's hand.Thank you, Mr. Mo.Sometimes I forget that although Mike is ambitious, he is not vain, he is actually very loving.Thanks for waking me up. 41 Campery Lane made Bernie's heart shudder.It wasn't that the house was damp and musty because it hadn't been lived in, or that the empty rooms echoed with every step she took.But because of the memories of the past, every wall hides the pain at that time, and the cobwebs on the ceiling and railings seem to be highlighting her failed marriage.

She didn't know how she came here.In the morning she received a letter from the real estate agent informing her that the house had finally sold and that a new owner would move in within a week.There was also a letter from Leo, saying that he had to visit Will's former employer, so he was going to be late to see her.A few minutes later she found herself in the carriage with the keys of the house clutched in her hand. How wrong.She just wants to lock the door of the past forever, like giving a last look at the dead before closing the coffin.But as soon as she entered the room, the past stretched out cold and sticky tentacles like a ghost, and kept shooting cold arrows at her. In this restaurant, they had dinner together for the last time.He was so jovial and charming that even the guests sitting next to her leaned towards him desperately, lest they miss any witty quips.She tried to talk to the guests, but not only was no one paying attention, but no one heard her.The room was full of people, but she was neglected and lonely, knowing in her heart that he deliberately made the situation like this. In this bedroom, their bed relationship went from bad to worse until it was almost a disaster.He came to her one last time when she was awake, because she was shaking so badly that he got up and left in the middle of it, throwing a lamp at the wall and smashing it on the way out.There, the dent from the lamp was still there. And in this study room, she sat down and read Yang Beidi's thank you letter, reliving the situation on the day when she lost her happiness word by word. It was in this house that her hair turned white overnight because of her heartbreak. She rushed to the door, eager to escape, but the door suddenly opened, and she was almost hit straight.Leo stood by the door. benny!what are you doing here What are you doing here again? I went to Mr. Sang's house to visit his wife, didn't you receive my letter?They also live on this street.I saw your carriage parked by the side of the road, so I stopped to have a look.He rolled her into his arms.Why are you here? I heard the house was sold.So I suddenly had a stupid idea to bury the past.But He kisses her temple.But what? But the past is not dead.She shook her head.I really ran away. Is it that bad? not only. He let her go and walked across the vestibule into the morning closet living room, where he took a slow look.This road leads to the study next, and she followed in fear, almost telling him to be careful and not to continue wandering in this house. What does he remember?He bought everything in this house, from furniture, porcelain, paintings, sculptures, to small doorstops and coal buckets. When he bought it, he definitely intended to use it for a lifetime.However, when he left, he took only his books and clothes with him.Other things were sold in bulk, and her agent was responsible for notifying him of the proceeds. He climbs the stairs.She only dared to lean on the stair column and shout silently: No, don't go, don't go up. The second floor is the restaurant.There he tried to get her to talk, and he tried longer than she thought.Every day he would ask her about her work in the hospital, if she had any special cases, if she wanted to see a new play together, or go to a lecture at the Royal College of Zoology together.Day after day, she was immersed in misery, always answering in monophonic words indifferently. The next floor up is their bedroom.don't go up.Please don't go.But he was already there, footsteps echoing on the uncarpeted floor. What's wrong?Am I doing something wrong?Please tell me what to do.He kept asking.She would not help him, would not work together to bring their marriage back to life. She rushed upstairs suddenly, as if the house was on fire, and she had to get him out of the fire as quickly as possible. Rio!Rio! He ran to the stairs to find her.I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. Let's go, get out of this place quickly.I shouldn't have come in the first place. He put his arms around her.We can't quite cut it, Bernie.This is our history.This is the life we ​​once had together. So what should we do?Forever? We have to carry it no matter what.The only way is to not let that past dominate us, so that we cannot see the future. How can it be done? He looked at the bare stairwell. The walls were covered with photos taken during his travels, from the first floor to the third floor. You know what walking around this house reminds me of? She didn't quite have the courage to ask.what do you remember I thought of the last time I saw the house so empty.You just bought it, and I came over to see it for myself.I didn't expect to like it so much.When I walk through each room, I can see what it will look like after the decoration is completed. I also think about what it was like the first few times I made love to you while you were asleep.I was so excited that I flew into the sky, like walking on the clouds. Do you know what else I remember? What do you remember?she asked in a low voice. microscope. Which one was on the table on the day I proposed to annul the marriage?Her voice was shaking. That microscope is beautiful.I bought it for you because my hope has not been completely extinguished.He lifted her chin.As long as we are together, there will always be hope in my heart.No matter what ever happened in this house, that will never change. Now her heart began to tremble.how did you do that?How can you find beauty in the shadows. His lips brushed against hers.I made my choice before the ferry arrived in the UK.I decided to trust you. I?Her words were unbelievable.But my performance shouldn't earn your trust. Trust is a choice.I choose to trust your love and courage.I believe that if one day, I am overwhelmed by the past or the present, you will lead me through the darkness. She couldn't speak, and could only keep kissing his face.Her heart was broken into countless pieces, sweet and worthwhile.Sometimes bones had to be broken again to fit properly, and her heart needed to be broken again to truly heal. On the train to Cambridge, Leo had tipped the driver not to let other guests into their first-class compartments, but she had hardly said a word.Halfway, she came and sat beside him, her cheek resting on his shoulder.The large feather on the back of her hat comfortably tickled his ear for the rest of the journey. He wanted to show her around, to see the huge vestibule of Trinity College, where he once attended, the towering Gothic building of King's College Chapel, and the great lawn stretching along the banks of the River Cam, from the six colleges. The back lawn and garden are connected in series, and everyone nicknamed it the backyard.They came at the right time, the new semester has not yet started, and the vast campus is quiet and leisurely. But she wanted to see his house first.So they just left one empty house and went to another.The house in Cambridge, though unoccupied, was not abandoned. It smells clean, she said. Will knew I was coming back and had probably sent someone to clean it recently. In the dimly lit living room, she went to a window, drew the curtains and opened the shutters.The dazzling and pure autumn sun spills into the house, illuminating the caramel-colored parquet floors and whitewashed walls.After the annulment, he only returned to Cambridge for a short time, but had the house refurbished anyway.Because London is so polluted with soot and the houses are all in gloomy tones, he is fed up with that dead atmosphere, so he wants a completely different feeling. It feels like a farmhouse here, she said. Do you like farmhouses? She smiled at him.I'm starting to like it. They went through every room on the first floor, including the other living room, the study, and the dining room, and Bernie drew all the curtains and opened every shutter, until the whole house was bright and open, like a post station under the Indian sun. Dressed in mourning, she became the dark focal point of the entire house.She was so quiet and beautiful that she stood for a while in front of each window and carefully observed every inch of the wall.At first he thought she was looking for architectural flaws, but then it dawned on her that she was imagining what the house would look like in the future when it would no longer be empty. Sometimes it's hard not to be moved to tears. Do you want to see the cherry tree and river in the backyard?he asks. Can I see the inside of the house first? certainly. He took her upstairs, where there were several bedrooms and a living room on the second floor.When he entered the last bedroom, he was startled to find a beautiful, sturdy four-poster bed with crisp white sheets on a wide feather mattress. He blinked to make sure it wasn't a hallucination. It wasn't my arrangement, he said. She smiled, the first time he'd seen her smile coyly. No way, he said slowly.Benny? I asked Will to help prepare it, and she was still smiling. when? I called him last night when I got home.You were in the bathroom. That's why he told me to see Mrs. Vera today?To buy time to do this? I don't know, she said.Will's style has always been mysterious and difficult to understand. She walked past him into the room, opened the window to let in the light, touched the sheets, then sat down at the end of the bed, hooking one hand to the bedpost.A satisfied smile lingered on the corner of her mouth for a few seconds, but in the end her expression turned serious. Did you feel as horrified as I did at the old house this morning?she asked in a low voice. I would very much like to be able to say no.He didn't want her to feel that horrible, too.But there may be. I've been thinking about it since I left.She thumbed the stripes on the bedpost.I have never seen it through, so I have been cowardly all my life.As long as the situation is not right, I will run away immediately.I avoided memories of Tao Tao, my family, our marriage.When you refused to communicate with me to play chess, I quickly wanted to run away from you.If I hadn't been stopped by you today, I would have escaped from our old home. I was a little depressed in the car, how can such a deep-rooted cowardice be cured?Then I figured out that there is no courage without cowardice.Courage is also a choice: Courage comes naturally when one refuses to be overwhelmed by fear. She rested her head on the bedpost and stared at him.Your trust has given me courage. He understood exactly what she meant.And your courage gave me confidence. She smiled slightly.do you trust me Yes, he answered without hesitation. Then take my word for it and we'll be all right, she repeated what he had said. He trusts her.He was sure they would be fine as long as the two of them were together. She untied the straps and took off the delicate black hat.She fingered the crooked feathers of her hat and glanced at him. So, I guess you still want to see me naked, Mr. Mo? He raised his eyebrows.Have I ever expressed such an ungentlemanly thought in my life? She suppressed a laugh.While at Chadara. Oh, that time.That's because I thought we were both dying.Now why would I want to harass you like that? Her jaw felt like it was about to drop.real? he laughed.In a blink of an eye, he had kissed her, a passionate kiss of joy and indulgence.Happiness flooded her heart.She misses him so much, like a bee misses spring, like a migratory bird misses the warm southern family circle in the cold autumn wind. He took off her coat and threw it on the floor, then unbuttoned her blouse one by one, kissing the exposed skin all the way until it was blocked by the neckline of the one-piece underwear.He took off his shirt and kissed her shoulder and arm. Then her corset fell, then her skirt and petticoat.He got down on one knee, removed her boots and socks, and lightly bit the back of her knee. She gasped. He stood up and kissed her again, cupping her face in his hands.Bernie, he whispered.benny. He slowed down to tackle the last obstacle: the one-piece underwear.He played with the pleats at the neckline, kissed the bulge of his breasts, and played with the buttons.Unable to wait any longer, she slapped his hand away, unbuttoned all the buttons herself, and pulled the jumpsuit from her hips to a pile of merino wool at her feet. She stood in front of him, her breath was hot, she was naked, she didn't even put down her hair to cover it up.But he was neat and tidy, with a starched collar, a straight tie, and even a watch chain that was not crooked, as if he had just come back from the outside and happened to bump into her naked body. He stroked her arm lightly with his fingertips.Then he brushed the back of his hand even more provocatively over her aroused nipples.Her breathing trembled.He held her shoulders and took her down on the bed together.He kissed her again, devouring the kiss, pressing his body against her, his weight making her feel both joyful and flustered. He stripped off his clothes.Now she could finally feel the smooth muscle on his back.Now she could finally kiss his throat and shoulders.Now she can finally be close to him. He became as earnest as she was.They omit the foreplay and go straight to one.She doesn't need lingering love, she just needs him, his body, his vitality.His physical fitness, strength and affection. They erupted together like a summer rainstorm. The high heat, power and accumulated energy instantly released wild explosions and electric whirlwinds. She examines his scars.no problem? Not at all.I can walk and ride a horse.I'm not even ashamed to say that I'm still very good at dancing. She lowered her head and kissed and bit gently along the scar.He held his breath.He's already hard again.She holds him.He gazed at her beautiful breasts and licked his lips, thank God he finally saw her naked. I know a lot about penises, she said.I can name all the structures, from the suspensory ligaments that connect the pubic bone to the fascial tissue that envelops the entire structure. No way?He said.My wife cannot know such a thing.never can. she laughed.Listen, the columnar body of the penis is made up of three spongy bodies, two of which are the corpus cavernosum and the other is the corpus cavernosum, which is the bulge that extends the entire length of the penis. She ran her fingers over the bump.His poor, captive brother jumped up in excitement.Blood flows from the aorta into the internal iliac artery, through the internal pudendal artery through the lower part of the pubic bone, and finally enters the common penile artery to cause congestion and swelling.The venous blood flow is stopped through the venous blocking mechanism, and the blood is preserved in the penis, thereby maintaining the hardness required for insertion. Ah, insert. She winked at him.Want to know how I learned it? In no mood. She laughed again.Anatomy lessons.Diagram of muscles and blood vessels.Gross Anatomy. Great, gross anatomy.he lamented.I was afraid you would say that. Her other word also held him affectionately.I used to think penises were boring, trivial and unimportant. It is astonishing that highly educated women are so ignorant. But I have been re-educated.Her smile is almost sweet.Now I think it was a great work of flesh and blood. He pulled her over and kissed her, then quickly turned her over and pressed her underneath.It's my turn. what is your turn Do what you just did, study specific parts scientifically. No! This time he laughed.He pressed her knee with one hand, preventing her from closing it.Do you know what I'm thinking when you're far away and I'm alone?He whispered.I picture you naked in the sun. He licks her nipples.She moaned softly. Not the feeble sun of England, mind you, but the sun of the Arabian Sea, or that of the South of France.The sun was bright enough to shatter a mirror.And you, naked, in the sun, with your legs spread like this He pulled her legs away, exposing her so much that she gasped again.She was panting heavily and moaning with extreme excitement.It sounded like heaven to his ears. He sat back with his hands free.She trembled, but her legs remained open. She was beautiful from head to toe. He kissed her secrets, sniffing her scent hungrily.Kissing becomes possession with parted lips.She moaned and rippled, her hips were soft, her legs were softer, and the mysterious center was the softness that made his blood pump the most. She cums beautifully too, slightly shy and totally wild at the same time.He couldn't bear it anymore, he entered her body in an instant, and was immediately overwhelmed by the wave of joy. She inserted a finger into his brow ridge.do you know what i'm thinking what are you thinking I am thinking that your beauty is the greatest misfortune. I relied on this experience to win your heart. She smiled, partly out of embarrassment, partly glad he knew her so well.That's right.But I still think it's a pity that when people look at you, they only see your handsome appearance.I wish you were goosebumps and teeth shaking soon so that people would be amazed by your inner beauty. Are you sure they weren't freaked out by my toothless look? She is very determined.It is inner beauty. He blushed.His shy look is so cute, she doesn't seem to have seen him so shy. Thank you, he said softly.It really touches me that you can think that way. I love you, she said. Well, he said.i love your hair.I love your eyes.I love your shoulders.I love your arms.I love your boobs.I love your butt.I love your thighs.i love you She covers his mouth. He pulled her hand away.I am madly in love with you. She moved close to him.I like Cambridge. You haven't seen Cambridge at all. I want to live here, in this house. You are giving up practicing medicine.In Cambridge, there are not as many job options and opportunities for women doctors as there are in London. From here to London, it only takes an hour by train. It will take two hours to go back and forth, he reminded. This period of time can be used to read medical journals in English, French, and German. I have to read them anyway, and I read German very slowly. Let's buy a house in London.I can live there during the winter and summer vacations, so you don't have to spend so much time commuting. She thought about it.This is also good, we can have more time to play chess. Their future is settled, and they celebrate again, more gently this time, until they forget the softness and are left with hunger, urgency, and need.In the end, it shines brightly in perfection. He coaxed her out of bed after getting dressed. It's almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and you haven't had lunch yet.Come on, let's go find something to eat. He fastened her corset, buttoned her coat and adjusted her collar.Well, now it's completely invisible that you've been slept on three times in a row. She hit him with the hat before putting it on her head.But when she was about to pin it in place, he took off the hat and felt where the hair had turned gray. I've always wanted to ask you, was it my fault?Carrie said it was because of me. She shook her head.It's just a weird accident.However, I thought it was a sign at the time, so I proposed the annulment of the marriage the next day. He sighed and kissed her white hair. Do you think I should be black?she asked.I had dyed it once and it lasted about a year.Later, I felt that it was meaningless, so I stopped. No, don't dye it.It's not perfect, but it's still too beautiful to describe.Just like the story between them, although it is not perfect, it is the most beautiful story in his mind. She stared at him with deep and crystal green eyes. You're right, she hugged him tightly in her arms.It is indeed indescribably beautiful.