roccoschili Chapter 272 A long time ago
Chapter 272 A long time ago
Chapter 272 A long time ago
Chapter 272 A long time ago
Theresa walked around the table edge in the room, breathing slowly, feeling the two emotions flowing slowly in the room, and time seemed to have stopped.
She scratched her head, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and secretly looked at Robin and Jiang Fan. She hated such silence, it was so silent that it drove people crazy.
It turned out that the "old friend" who frequently appeared in Robin's text messages was him, and he was the savior-like figure in Robin's mouth. On the one hand, she felt reassured, but on the other hand, she had a vague feeling that Robin was probably deliberately flattering.
She had great expectations for Jiang Fan and believed that with the help of Xianzhou, the case of the stolen Pinoconi star core could be further solved. However, in fact, Theresa did not place her hope on Jiang Fan at first.
Because this frail man is too gentle and gentle, when we first met, he still had the temperament of a scholar, as if he was the kind of scholar who has been soaked in ink for half his life, and looks like he can be blown away by the wind. .
If he meets a thief with bad intentions on the way, he might be able to take out a whiteboard and write words such as "Against Violence" on it, and then hold it in a demonstration, as if doing so can influence the universe to influence the thief.
Therefore, Theresa felt from the bottom of her heart that Jiang Fan was unreliable and would probably be a stumbling block or a Tang monk on the way to find the stolen star core.
But a few days later, when I looked back at Jiang Fan, I felt like he was like a huge onion, with one layer peeled away and another on top.
Every time you feel like you know him more or less, he always makes you feel strange, as if the distance between each other has been separated by an invisible wall in a second, like the front and back of a door. It's two worlds.
The strand of hair that stood up on top of her head was suddenly smoothed down. Theresa looked up subconsciously and saw Jiang Fan rubbing her hair while filling the goblet with red wine, smoothing the strands of hair that had bounced up.
"Don't touch my head, I won't grow taller." Theresa curled her lips and muttered.
This sentence did not bring much change to Mockingbird and Jiang Fan. The two looked at each other for a long time, with the ray of fluorescence reflected in the dark eyes. They both had the same indifferent expression and drank from the same goblet. .
Robin withdrew her gaze and took out a bunch of keychains from her waist. She had been keeping the keychains tied to her long skirt.
She put the keychain in the ring of the invitation, threw it to Jiang Fan, and said softly: "Tomorrow the Pinocchio Iris family will hold a dinner at the Opera House, and most of the guests who came for the Harmony Ceremony will attend. , so I hope you can go too."
Jiang Fan put down the goblet and picked up the invitation. He looked at the keychain for a long time without even glancing at the invitation.
Theresa was a little tired from walking, so she sat down on the sofa, biting a straw and drinking juice while looking up at the expressions of Jiang Fan and Mockingbird.
She could feel that there was an untouchable past between the two people. Both of them were silent, but there was an earthy smell in the air that was before a storm, and Jiang Fan's pupils flashed with dark clouds that seemed to be real.
"I know." After a moment of silence, Jiang Fan said.
"The time of the dinner is written in the invitation. There is no special car to pick you up. You have to take the ball cage to the golden hour." Robin lowered his head, "I will remind you."
Jiang Fan put the keychain inlaid with blue and white flowers into the pocket of his windbreaker, picked up the goblet and drank it in one gulp, then stood up while holding on to the table: "That's all?"
"Well, that's all," whispered the robin at last, "be careful on the road."
"Yeah." Jiang Fan also said softly.
Theresa was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt something was wrong. This 'afternoon tea' ended too quickly, so fast that she didn't even have time to eat dessert.
The key is that she feels ignored, as if this afternoon tea is just for Jiang Fan and Mockingbird, and she is like a clown who enlivens the atmosphere, responsible for jumping up to break the silence when the room falls into silence.
Theresa hesitated for a moment: "What about me?...Am I also part of your play?"
She felt that she really asked the right question. Ever since Mockingbird took out the keychain, Jiang Fan's eyes were as if an automatic lock had been opened, as if he was glued to the keychain inlaid with blue and white flowers. superior.
The same goes for Robin. Although she lowered her head and sipped her drink, she could feel the sadness like running water, as if her whole body was immersed in a certain emotion.
So kind, so warm, as if she was a warm lamp comparable to the sun, but the huge sadness was suppressed in the deepest part of her heart. She was sad with a certain emotion, as if she was sitting in a lonely wilderness guarding a place. An unopened flower.
It feels like when I was in primary school, I stood in a dark Internet cafe and watched other people surfing the Internet. They were fighting in the game, with swords and swords flashing, but I could only watch helplessly, thinking that I would wait until I was older. With pocket money, I still want to play games and have fun, but that will be a long, long time later.
Damn it! Where did I get so many inner dramas? Listening to the conversation between the two of them, it seemed that they had never been in contact with each other for a long time. It was difficult to create sparks of love, let alone sparks of love.
Even at the moment when Jiang Fan turned his back and left, Robin took out a revolver from under his skirt and fired several shots, causing blood to flow out of his head. So the two of them are completely enemies, right? Theresa comforted herself.
"Guess?" Robin blinked at her.
"I guess? Of course I can't guess. Your relationship is exactly like two mismatched western cowboys huddled at the same table drinking. Each other has the other's bounty newspaper in the pocket on each other's waist. It's clear that they have guns. The revolvers in the bag were all loaded, but they didn't pull them out to shoot at each other." Theresa said to her heart.
Robin lowered her head again and sipped her drink silently. As the door lock clicked, she subconsciously shuddered and raised her head suddenly, as if she could see Jiang Fan's back, but she saw an iron door. Black glass door.
In a sense, Theresa is right. Is this also a type of play?
She doesn't know, and she doesn't want to find out, this is probably the "enemies" in the Internet buzzword, the kind who don't like each other, right? Or maybe one of them is actually hiding some emotion?
Jiang Fan, during the ten seconds when you snatched away the microphone and threw the key chain under the spotlight, did you ever think that your brief appearance and teasing smile would make a person hold a grudge for a long time, or even keep him awake all night?
Robin touched Theresa's head and looked deeply in the direction of the door: "You seem...to have grown taller?"
"Really?!" Theresa almost jumped up in surprise. One second she was entangled in the relationship between Jiang Fan and Mockingbird, but the next second it disappeared. Never mind it.
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