Eleven looked at him deeply, not understanding why she kept saying sorry for such a trivial matter. He was holding her wrist in a daze. Eleven felt that the atmosphere was too ambiguous. She felt embarrassed and immediately withdrew her hand.\%_
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Anthony came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure. He remained silent and lowered his eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.
"Anthony, it's just a small matter, don't worry about it." Eleven said, and Anthony hummed with an indifferent expression.
Mrs. Cool's cheerful voice came from the kitchen, "It's dinner time, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to come over."
The cheerful voice of the lovely Mrs. Cool broke the silence between the two. Eleven responded. Anthony also stood up and followed her to the dining room. Eleven helped Mrs. Cool bring the dishes.[
The dinner was very sumptuous. Potatoes and brown bread were almost indispensable staple foods, including caviar, stuffed steak, cheese, etc... There were almost two types of cooking for each dish, one seemed lighter and the other
It seems to have a stronger taste.
The taste of Russian food is generally heavy, so I thought to myself that I wouldn't be able to eat much of it, but I didn't expect that Mrs. Kuhl would make a portion so light.
"Mrs. Cool, why are you making two copies?" Anthony asked puzzledly.
Mrs. Kuhl smiled and said, "Xiao Qi doesn't look good. I think she can't eat spicy food. I'll make her something light by the way. Everyone can order as you like. Both methods are delicious. Anthony will try it too."
try."
Eleven was moved. The old lady was not only cute, but also attentive and helped her solve the problem. Such a virtuous old lady is really rare and considerate.
"Thank you, Mrs. Cool." Eleven said with a smile, and rushed over to hug Mrs. Cool and kissed her hard, "You are so kind."
Mr. Cool shook his head and looked at the two women happily.
Mrs. Coole was grinning from ear to ear, and Anthony's eyes were dark, a little jealous of Mrs. Coole being kissed.
"Don't you like spicy food?"
"How do you know?" Eleven was curious.
Anthony paused and said, "You guessed it, on a cold day, eat spicy food to keep warm."
Eleven chuckled, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I can't eat it now. I have to avoid it now."
Anthony understood as soon as he heard it, it must be because... a pain flashed across his eyes, and then it was faintly hidden. His heart seemed to be pulled by something, it was very painful.
The atmosphere of the dinner was very good. Snow was falling outside the window, but the room was as warm as spring. Mr. Kuhl and Anthony were chatting and drinking.
"Mr. Kuhl, you are old, so drink less of this kind of strong liquor." Eleven said. Vodka is very strong, so the elderly should drink less. Unlike Anthony, who is a young man and doesn't care what he drinks.
"It's okay, it's okay. What man doesn't drink some wine? I'm still very young." Mr. Kuhl's face was flushed after drinking. He was not drunk, but he was in a high mood. Anthony was talkative and made him very happy.
"I said he has been drinking for several years. He drinks less these days, but he drank more heavily before." Mrs. Kuhl said. She also poured a small glass to drink. It is actually very comfortable to drink some wine in the winter. "Xiao Qi
, you have some too."
"Thank you, Mrs. Cool. I am allergic to alcohol." Eleven made an excuse to refuse. Mrs. Cool asked a few questions with concern. She responded fluently. She tilted her head and saw Anthony looking at her intently.
He drank a lot, his cheeks were slightly red, and the strands of hair on his forehead fell on his eyelids. He looked much younger. This man's eyes were very deep, as if he could talk, and they were always filled with strong electricity.[
Fortunately, she is an insulator.
"What are you looking at?"
"Are you allergic to alcohol?" he asked in Chinese.
Eleven shook his head and said, "No, I just can't drink."
Anthony hummed and turned to continue talking with Mr. Kuhl.
The heating was turned on very quickly, and the atmosphere was very high. Everyone was warm, maybe because there was one more person. Mr. and Mrs. Cool were very happy. Mrs. Cool had a few drinks, and Cool
The gentleman is half drunk.
After dinner, Mrs. Cool helped Mr. Cool go upstairs to rest. Anthony went to help him. The old lady scolded the old man while going upstairs. Anthony quickly admitted his mistake and said that he shouldn't have drank so much with him. Mrs. Cool immediately
Change your words and say it's okay.
Eleven couldn't laugh or cry.
When they all disappeared at the top of the stairs, all the smiles on Eleven's face disappeared, and his brows turned frosty.
Anthony, Anthony, who are you?
The more she looked at the back, the more frightened she became. She had carefully identified his face, but she didn't realize it was a woman. She couldn't help but laugh at herself. Five years ago, she slept in Mo Ye's arms every night and didn't realize that his face was a woman.
Fake.
But if it was Mo Ye...he had arrived early, even if the snow was too heavy and he stayed for a few nights, he shouldn't have made up such a story to deceive the Kuhl couple.
Eleven thought about several possibilities but was overthrown by herself. There were footsteps at the top of the stairs. She picked up the juice and took a sip. She turned back and asked with a smile, "You're down, do you still want to eat? I see you've been drinking."
"Of course." Anthony simply sat next to Eleven, which was Mrs. Kuhl's seat. He was sitting opposite her. He took his own bowl and chopsticks and cut a piece of steak. He ate it with gusto, as if he was really hungry.
.
"You just said you were hungry, why don't you eat more?"
"Usually those who complain about hunger eat the least." Eleven joked with a smile, "I still like to eat rice."
“How picky.”
"You like pasta?"
"It doesn't matter."
"I'm really not pursuing it." Eleven pretended to be disdainful and poured him a glass of vodka. Anthony quickly waved his hand, "No more, no more, I will be drunk if I drink again."
"I see you have a good drinking capacity."
"Not a massive amount."[
"It doesn't matter if he's drunk. There's nothing to do at night. He can sleep until dawn." Eleven said with a smile. If he was really drunk, she could look at his chest, otherwise she would always wonder if he was Mo Ye.
"No, there's a beautiful woman living across the door. She's going to do bad things when she's drunk. Don't you worry about me knocking on your door in the middle of the night and raping you." Anthony smiled very naked, "naked" and "naked" teasingly.
Simple eleven.
Eleven was slightly startled and rolled his eyes at him, "You are a bitch."
"No, nine out of ten men will have lustful intentions." Anthony laughed, and when he saw a thin blush on Eleven's cheeks, he felt very surprised, it was rare.
Eleven ate a few more pieces of boiled potatoes and he was full. Anthony had almost eaten as well. Mrs. Kuhl was taking care of Mr. Kuhl upstairs. Before he came down, Eleven spontaneously helped clean up the dining table and kitchen.
"I'll help you."
"Come on, I don't expect it. You know you don't know how to do anything. Just step aside." Eleven said angrily.
"You are looking down on people, you sit and watch." Anthony put his arm around Eleven's shoulders and asked her to sit on the chair. He came to clean it up himself. Eleven watched in amazement as he quickly cleared the table and put away the bowls, knives and forks.
Put them all into categories.
Very fast and very clean.
The man raised his eyebrows proudly, as if to show off his achievements. Eleven twitched the corners of his lips and gave two false applauses.
New resident good man.
Mrs. Kuhl went downstairs and was surprised to find that everything had been packed. The lovely old lady exclaimed, hugged Eleven and kissed her a few times, "Xiaoqi is so good and considerate."
When Eleven was extremely ashamed, Anthony also gave a thumbs up and said, "Yes, Xiaoqi is very well-behaved and considerate."
Eleven was speechless.
This man...
She didn't sleep peacefully at night. She hadn't slept peacefully these days. The last time she had a good night's sleep was several days ago.
Not knowing when the virus would relapse, Eleven lay in bed, thinking about the virus. Now, the virus in her body has not recurred. Suman gave her three sedatives, and when she couldn't control it, she took it on her own.
Injections have never been out of control these days.
Suman also said that a sedative can last for a long time, so she doesn't have to worry too much about her health.
She is still afraid that she will lose control. If she hurts the kind-hearted Mr. and Mrs. Cool, she will feel guilty for the rest of her life.
When the wind and snow stopped, she should leave. No matter how warm it was, it was not a place for her to stay for a long time.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Kuhl had gotten up and prepared breakfast for them. One night passed, and the wind and snow outside did not stop, but became even worse. When I got up at eleven, I opened the curtains and looked at the busy situation in the university.
Can't leave yet.
Anthony got up early and had already eaten breakfast. He had put on warm clothes and was about to go out. When he went out in the winter, he was dressed very bulky, so he couldn't see Mo Ye's shadow.
"Are you going out?"
"Yes." Anthony showed a gentle smile, "Good morning, Xiaoqi!"
That delicate face lit up very gently, and she smiled and said, "Good morning!"
Mrs. Kuhl called Eleven over for breakfast. Anthony got ready and said, "I'm leaving." He went out. Eleven looked at his back, where was he going?
"Anthony said he was looking for his lost lover, and he did the same thing the day before yesterday. He was such an infatuated child. There might have been an accident in such a heavy snowstorm," Mrs. Cool said.
"Mrs. Cool, do you really believe his story?"
Mrs. Kuhl smiled and said, "Of course I believe that people must trust each other. Otherwise, suspicion will come and go, and you will feel uncomfortable, others will feel uncomfortable, and the world will be in chaos."
Eleven smiled but said nothing, a lovely old lady, very optimistic.
Such people live happily and contentedly.
"Xiao Qi, do you want to go out too?"
Eleven nodded, "Yes, I will go out in a while. Mrs. Cool, I may have to stay with you for a few more days."
"That's great. You're very welcome. It doesn't matter how long you want to stay."
"Thank you."
"Eat quickly, eat quickly, it will get cold in a while." Mrs. Cool greeted her to have breakfast.
"good!"
After breakfast, Eleven also changed into a thick coat, put on a scarf and went out. Mrs. Cool told her to be careful on the way and remember the way back. Eleven agreed with a smile and went out.
It's really cold outside, very cold.
The wind was howling, the university was flying, and it was completely white. The whole world seemed to be cold.
The river in front was frozen, and there were a few naughty children skating on the river. Their laughter spread far. The ice was very thick and could withstand a lot of gravity, so there was no worry about it cracking.
Ice skating was her pastime many years ago.
She is still a little unaccustomed to such cold weather. She grew up on an island where there is spring all year round. Most of the places she travels to over the years are hot areas, and she always avoids extremely cold places.
It was such a cold day that she felt very tired even when she went out.
After watching the children playing for a while, Eleven left. Relying on the route in her memory, she slowly found her way to the hut.
She remembered that the headquarters of the terrorists there was not far away. It was beside a small forest and an unknown person had built a small house. It was very closed and the windows were closed so that no sunlight could be seen.
But that place is quite secretive and perfect for hiding.
Five years have passed. The place has changed a lot, and the roads have become a bit unfamiliar. The paths in my memory have disappeared. I don’t know when I started to feel "confused".
There was heavy snowfall, and Eleven thought, it would be really easy to get lost in such weather. The snow ahead made it difficult to see the direction and the scenery clearly.
She stubbornly searched for the road leading to the small black house, and met several villagers along the way. The village was actually not big, and there were not many people living in it, but there were many families living along the river.
A young man and woman walked by and saw her walking alone in the snow. It felt strange. They couldn't help but keep looking back at her even after they had gone so far. Eleven didn't care what others thought of her.
The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier, and walking in the snow becomes difficult.
Eleven's heart was heavy, maybe that place had changed. She looked at her watch and found that she had been walking for more than an hour and couldn't find it. Back then, she only walked for half an hour with the injured Mo Ye.
Did you go the wrong way?
Were we on the wrong track from the start?
Just like her and Mo Ye, they made the wrong move from the very beginning, so they made the same mistake again and again, leading to the irreversible situation today. She felt depressed in her heart. The more this happened, the more eagerly she wanted to find that place.
She didn't know why she was so obsessed, but she knew that she had to know, otherwise, what would she do on this trip to Eastern Europe? It was meaningless.
The vast snowy field cannot see the edge.
Occasionally there are human figures floating around. The longer we walk, the fewer the human figures become and it seems to be more remote.
Eleven was very sure that she must have lost her way and had taken the wrong path from the beginning.
After all, this place has changed so much. It is also a windy and snowy day, so it is easy to get lost. If it is a sunny day, it will be a different scene.