Chapter 83

What is it like to wake up earlier than your lover?

Anna had never imagined it before. She had one or two opportunities to see it, but it was not as good as the moment.

She wakes up from each other's arms, hazy, surrounded by warmth before her vision wakes up. Although it was summer, it was still a little cold when it was a little light.

Then she wanted to stretch her hands and feet. Waking up with consciousness is the slow opening of the eyes.

After a little confusion, she understood her situation.

Looking up slightly in a reassuring embrace, one can see her husband, who is holding her.

From this private point of view, she can see more Karenin.

A little bit of fresh mustard on his chin, and his lips, which were not the same as when he was awake during the day, softened his curved lips.

It is often said that people with thin lips are also more affectionate.

Karenin's lips were neither thick nor thin. Compared with the upper lip, the lower lip will be a little thicker, habitually pursed, people who are not familiar with him will think that he is a cold and tender person, but only Anna knows that his heart is soft.

A sentimental person will not be unable to see the tears of women and children; a sentimental person will not make her feel deeply loved.

Thinking of this, Anna smiles silently.

She raised her head and kissed each other's lips.

Like a kiss waking a sleeping beauty, she saw her husband's eyes move. Ordinary men's long eyelashes, which are different from those of ordinary men, quiver slightly in the air and then open.

The blue eyes are hazy, and they seem to have a curling mist, which obscures the light of reason, but it is soon replaced by some vivid emotion. It's like a river crossing the sun and the moon, straight, looking into Anna's heart.

"Good morning." Anna said, and then nestled back into each other's arms, looking for a place to let her feel the most comfortable, rub, sajiao, the best moment.

"Good morning." Said the man.

Unlike before, he didn't get up immediately after he woke up.

It seems that there is still some warmth left in the tender feelings, which makes the rational official become a little lazy.

His fingers caressed his wife's hair, and his silk pajamas rubbed each other's smooth and delicate skin, as if to leave a red mark, and sighed silently.

Anna hugged her husband, as if a chick had seen someone for the first time, with the strongest sense of dependence in her life, she wanted to be closer to each other.

"I used to think it would be more imaginative." She said with a soft smile.

"What?"

Hearing Karenin's question, Anna raised her head and looked up at her and said, "it seems that when you wake up, you will be by the windowsill. You hold me and watch the rising sun. Or before you wake up, I'll prepare a delicious breakfast for you

"It's going to be cold and I don't think we'll wake up. The cook will prepare breakfast for us Karenin pointed out, and then he thought about it, and then went on, "well, I really don't see the point of doing that. Maybe you can tell me? "

Hearing the man's serious inquiry, Anna couldn't help kissing each other, and then said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. Those really don't matter."

"It's just," she blushed, "a fantasy before it happened. Imagine what kind of situation can make everything better and happy. However, I found that the original meaning of happiness has never been those AIDS, but you are still with me

"So, I want to ask you, why are you still with me?" She asked with a smile. Although she might know the answer, she was eager to know clearly from the other party at this time.

The man didn't answer immediately. His eyes were still on his wife. After a while, he whispered, "before you ask me, to be honest, Anna, I didn't think about it."

"But since you want to know, I'll tell you."

"I'm here just because I want to stay. I think it's special for you, but for me, although I never thought it would happen to me before, it's really special."

"You," he pauses, but at last he decides to say it, in a low voice, but clearly there is a flow of affectionate feelings.

"You make everything special in my life."

Like the dawn, the air, the wind all of all, because of you, and change more meaningful.

It was a confession. Although it was not enthusiastic, and it was like some kind of guidance, Anna felt that they were really beautiful.

She married a man, he really does not speak sweet words, but every word, like a diamond in Anna's heart, will never fade in the future time

time will always come soon.

After that night, for Anna and Karenin, life did not change much.

Karenin was still a high-ranking official who liked to plan time in a orderly way, while Anna was preparing for the party.The days should have gone on like this, but Petersburg's calm was broken on June 13th.

Anna was informed that Karenin would not come back tonight.

"It must be that, ma'am." 'murmured anushka, and almost the whole of Petersburg was talking about it.

Anna answered. She heard about the incident. The only son of the Duke of yuspov was kidnapped.

"As a matter of fact, there have been rumors a while ago." Anuska said that she should not have said these words to add to the lady's worry, but the only son of the Duke of yuspov has also been kidnapped, and they will indeed become tricky there, sir.

"I know." Anna said.

Karenin was originally a civilian, and he would not directly look for them in the kidnapping incident. However, who can say that no one has taken the opportunity to disturb this rumor? It is just when he wants to actively promote the implementation of positive policies.

She knew that she should not be flustered at this time, so when the housekeeper asked her for instructions, Anna just told them the four words "business as usual".

After Anna had finished speaking, the servants, though a little frightened, were still obeying their orders and went on with their own business. Only Mr. cillin did not move.

"Do you have anything else to do?" Anna asked.

Mr. cillin had been holding his arms in a listening position, but now he had put down his hands. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his handsome face was somewhat serious.

"Madame, do you want me to get some information?"

Anna looked up at each other and said, "I don't think it's better not, Mr. cillin."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Anna said seriously, "as far as you are concerned, I think you'd better not make any extra moves during this period."

"Are you doubting me?" Asked Mr. cillin in in a low voice.

Anna looked at each other and gave a smile: "I don't know. To say I'm suspicious of you, I can tell you, No. But the next second I'm not sure I'll doubt you. After all, it's about my husband. "

Mr. cillin looked relieved. He said with a smile, "I'll go first, ma'am. You can tell me what you want."

Anna looked at the back of the man's departure until he disappeared. Anuska asked softly, "madam, do you want me to look at him?"

"Yes, I do." Anna said casually that she was not entirely sure whether Mr. cillin was trustworthy, but at least one thing proved that the latter was a wise man.

Letting anuska look at him, though it doesn't mean much, is always better than nothing.

She sat a little longer, but she couldn't see anything, so she called anuska to the bedroom.

"You know what's going on these days, don't you?" She asked anuska, who looked at her for a moment and then nodded.

"Anuska, now tell me everything you know. Don't confine it to the Duke of yuspov and them. "

"Yes, ma'am." Anuska said.

In this one hour talk, Anna learned about what happened in Petersburg these days. Before the young master was kidnapped, the Petersburg police department received several reports of children missing.

Anna thought after listening and said, "please call Sasha for me."

Anushka answered, and in a moment the cook Sasha came. Anna sat Sasha down and asked her the same thing.

Unlike anushika, Sasha is from Petersburg. Her words may not be so clear and organized. Sometimes she always brings more personal feelings, such as sympathy for the poor children and contempt for the police station. But Anna also learned enough.

"There's never been such a high concentration of lost children cases before?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Anna let the cook leave, and she was alone in the bedroom, thinking it over.

According to the information available now, this is not a simple case. The relatively dense number of children lost cases is obviously premeditated, and the planner will not be one person.

These children are poor people, from different families. It's not targeted crime, but interests. In the new era, child trafficking cases still exist, not to mention the old times when people were not very valuable.

But, strangely, why did a count's child be added alone?

"For? Or, to hide people's eyes. " Anna lowered her eyes at the thought. She didn't know much about politics, or even interested in it. She didn't talk about it in front of Karenin, but he was her husband after all, and she always hoped that she could help him even if she didn't have much talent.

"But now, it's better to wait." She thought, just in the heart, a little bit of pain.

Outside the window, the moonlight was bright, and in the office, Karenin was putting out the first cigarette. The flame lit up again. The smell of the second smoke spread slowly in the air.There was a little hustle and bustle outside the office. His own office was like a small fortress, but he knew it would not last long.

This is not the most difficult thing he has ever encountered. As he grows older, there is nothing that can make this man's heart a little bit panicked. Although, in the eyes of those outside, he should be worried, Karenin's heart was actually calm.

He knows what to do next, it just takes time.

The eyes passed over the document. The blue eyes were deep, but they moved away carelessly.

Vorobev's figure was moved slowly in his mind. Karenin puffed out a smoke ring and thought.

Most people would be surprised to see what he looks like. After all, the actual power of this government official is bigger than his position. If he thinks about it, there must be a great deal to be done.

Literally, yes. However, these thoughts of Karenin had been considered a long time ago. At this moment, he was only adjusting some minor points. But he was really thinking about one thing. To be exact, in this office which was always daunting, he was thinking about his wife.

Nicotine in cigarettes is addictive, but this tough man is not firmly controlled by nicotine, and if he is to admit that there is something that will make him addicted, it can only be his wife.

Politics is fun, sophistication, and he's used to it.

Although the only son of Prince yuspov was not planned, Karenin was not forced to go home. He just, at this time, didn't want to let her get involved in these things.

He wanted to protect her, protect all this, so he decided not to go back tonight.

If it was a play, it would have been thunder and lightning outside the window, but in fact, the moonlight was very good.

The moonlight in summer is like a spring in a stream. It's clear and bright. Seeing this light, it's as if the sticky feeling in the air will fade away. It was like his wife's big, bright eyes.

Thinking of this, the man's eyes from some calm to soft, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

When the second cigarette came to an end, Karenin got up and carefully smoothed the creases in his hem. As he came in, his right hand on the door handle went down, and the parts of the lock cylinder flicked gently in the air.

The door opened and Karenin went to his battlefield.

The next day, in the early morning, the light of the morning sun was neither stingy nor flattering, and fairly scattered on the door of government departments.

In the corridor, there were some tired shadows in Karenin's eyes, but the whole person was still like a sword, sharp and calm.

He had just come out of the conference room, and vorobev followed him, the latter looking tired and blue under his eyes. The clever secretary did not have more words at the moment, and the tired man became silent.

"Come back here in three hours." Karenin said to vorobev.

In spite of his unwillingness, vorobev would never say it. In fact, he is not as keen on work as Karenin. What he enjoys is never work, but the additional rights behind it.

"Do you need to book flowers for you?" "After all, you didn't go back last night," vorobev asked with a smile

Karenin thought for a moment and then asked vorobev to do it.

He looked at vorobev's departure, thought for a moment, and then went to his carriage.

Good day, sir Said Peter the coachman to him. Karenin nodded. He was about to get into the carriage when the former whispered to him.

Karenin's eyes moved.

He opened the door and bent in. When the door closed, he sat down and gently held his wife's little hand.

"How long have you been waiting?" Karenin asked hesitantly.

Anna looked at her husband. She didn't get tired of him at first, but she didn't show any angry expression. In fact, her expression has always been in a strange tenderness.

After Karenin took hold of her hand, she found that her hand was a little cool in the summer morning. No wonder a smart man like him hesitated.

"About forty minutes. I'm not that stupid, Alexis Anna replied with a smile.

"You should stay at home and wait for me to return." Karenin said that his eyes on his wife's body carefully, until to confirm that she was all right, the blue eyes showed a little tired.

After all, Karenin is not a young man in his early twenties. All his calmness is just a disguise, but he can't let those people see it.

He had planned to take a few hours' rest when he went home, but after meeting his wife, he found that his shoulder muscles had gone against his plan and chose to relax.

"You're tired, aren't you?"

His wife's words were gentle, as if he had touched them gently in Karenin's heart. He even nodded slightly and uncontrollably."You need a rest, Alexis." The wife said in a positive tone. She seldom said that.

He wanted to retort and use other words to show that he could hold on and let her not worry, but Anna's pained eyes made those words all stop in her throat.

"Only 20 minutes. I'll wake you up when I get home." Anna said. As she spoke, she pulled his hand over his weak shoulder.

Karenin was too tall. Fortunately, Anna was prepared.

She sat on the cushion, slightly funny, but she didn't care.

"It's just for a while, and no one will see it, but it will give you at least a little bit of recovery. You're going back later, aren't you? " Anna looked at her husband and patted herself on the shoulder.

After a while, when Anna felt that she had to come up with a second reason, her husband had chosen to rely on her thin shoulders.

"I didn't say I would go back later, Anna." Karenin closed his eyes and whispered.

Anna let herself do right, she did not complain, nor dissuade. If she didn't know she had to carry out a cushion accusation, she might shrug. But for the moment, she could only keep her shoulders open and flat, just to make the person on her shoulders feel more comfortable.

"I know you're going back. And I know you want to protect me. " She said quietly, without a tremolo.

"You see, I just want to tell you that I accept your protection, but you also have to accept mine." She pauses for a moment, feels her husband's hand tightly hold her small folded hand, and laughs gently.

"As it is now, Alexis. It makes me feel like I'm needed and accept my little help. "

"No

"What?"

"Your help is not trivial," murmured Karenin.

Anna tilted her head slightly. She could not see the full expression of Karenin, but she knew that her words had been conveyed.

"Sleep, Alexis." She said softly.

At this moment, Anna felt very brave. Although he had just been told that there was something in her world that he needed was weak. In addition to those gentle aspects, there is also a place for her in a more calm world.

Back home, Anna had everything ready.

When Karenin went to wash, she went to the kitchen to have a look. When she returned to her bedroom, Karenin just came out.

He was wearing a blue bathrobe, rarely barefoot, and his hair was dripping with water. After bathing, Karenin became more sober.

"You'll sleep a little longer and leave it to me?" Anna asked, leaning against the bed post.

Karenin said nothing, but came up, handed her the towel, and silently agreed to her proposal.

Because of her height, in order not to let Anna feel tired on tiptoe, Karenin sat on a small round stool, and the latter could wipe his hair more easily.

When her hair was half dry, Anna sat on the edge of the bed, patted her knees, raised her head and asked with a smile, "pillow, or here?"

Karenin lay down on the bed and again let himself choose the most comfortable place.

"Go to sleep. I'll wake you up in time." Anna said softly, her eyes met those of Karenin.

The man looked at her, the blue eyes, eyes are quiet. He is really tired, and he doesn't even speak much, but what she looks like at the moment makes Anna feel most happy, because it also shows that she is really very important to him.

Anna can accept Karenin's protection, but as a wife, she also wants to be able to protect him, even if she can't provide too much help, but it is enough to make him trust himself and show his fatigue in front of himself.

"Did I make you sad last night?" Karenin suddenly asked in a low voice, his voice was tired and hoarse, but he still insisted.

He didn't realize this before, but when he got home, his brain, which should have had a good rest, was acutely aware of it.

This is Karenin. He doesn't like to tell himself anything, especially when it's about his wife.

Anna smiles.

"A little bit, just a little bit."

"Why?" Karenin asked.

He moved to lie on his wife's lap in a comfortable and relaxed position with his eyes closed. This shows that he does not really do not know, just as Anna sometimes needs Karenin to express the feelings they all know. At the moment, the reserved official also wants to try this way to make himself more aware of his wife's mood.

Anna raised her hand, brushed it gently on the man's cheek, and then gave her a precious kiss on her forehead. Half loud, she replied softly in her voice:"Remember those vows?"

She recited it as if it were the same day, and the solemn mood had never changed.

"The two of us are going to get married. In the future, whether we are healthy or ill, whether we are happy or miserable, we should care about each other. We are not one person, but two people. We will work hard and we will be happy. We will go to the end of the world in this way."

"Well"

a soft response followed by a shallow snore. Anna lowered her eyes and looked at her husband as if he were a child.

She had never enjoyed the love of her parents, and Karenin had hardly.

Those years, in Anna's world, is her own bumpy growth, little by little groping. So there is no temper, so gentle, because there is no back road, no protector, not strong enough to resist the hardness of the world, so the way to live happily is to try to find the beauty of the world.

She never said those regrets, but in fact she had some regrets in her heart. But now, after she married this man, she did not say some regrets, and it was impossible for Karenin to know. However, his careless words and behaviors gradually filled those gaps for her.

No one knows more about the value of those little changes than Anna.

People and people are originally independent in this world. Without deep love, how can we tolerate the shortcomings of another person?

She is used to confessing, because there is no such blood ties, trying to let others understand you, to explore your emotions carefully will only hurt yourself.

Because of these experiences, when she decided to marry this man, she always wanted to be better to him. It seemed that through Karenin, she saw herself once a little bit. She was eager to love, to be heard, and to be taught to know the world.

This kind of empathy gives this kind of hasty marriage the best foundation for tolerance.

So Anna knew something long ago. The man she married was not handsome enough. He was smart, but he could not read his mind. Sometimes he would protect her in his own way, but he did not know that this kind of protection might make her feel pushed away. But fortunately, they are not naive young people.

In their mutual world, there may be some places that can never be completely integrated into a whole circle, but as long as there is always each other in each other's heart, there are missing, listening, understanding and changing, that's OK.

After all, marriage is never over, and they still have a lot of time to fall in love during this period of mutual support.

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little Bambi's wish theater

little Bambi, five years old, solemnly hangs his wish card on the Christmas tree.

Bambi: firm face, I want to be a man like my father this year!

Anna: do you still have a little cake?

Bambi: keep firm and face won't eat so much more!

Anna: it seems that he is very serious

old Bambi: I don't believe it very much, maybe.

Petit Bambi: pull out, I'm serious!

Later, the family went to the street to feel the festive atmosphere. Bambi used her strength to hold on to the biggest box

Bambi: hypnotize myself. I am a man. I am a man. I am a man. I am a man.

little Bambi: stop and see a child sitting on his father's neck in front of him. He is envious of him?

Little Bambi: biting his lips but wish card

old Bambi: that's next year's

little Bambi: blushing and holding in a small voice

after 20 seconds, xiaobambi looks at the things on the street in a novel way and eats a small cake in his mouth.

Old Bambi: looking at his wife, it's obvious that maybe next year he'll be more credible in saying this.

Anna: laugh

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