Vol 4 Chapter 526: Anthony and Little Seven 4

Eleven looked at him deeply, and did not understand why a small thing kept saying sorry. He held her wrist to see the gods. Eleven felt that the atmosphere was too ambiguous and embarrassed for a moment, and immediately withdrew his hand.
Anthony recovered, and realized that he had lost his gaze, kept silent, and lowered his eyes, unable to see his expression clearly.
"Anthony, it's just a trifle, you don't need to mind." Eleven said, Anthony snorted, his expression indifferent.
Mrs. Chur's cheerful voice came from the kitchen, "It's dinner time, gentlemen and ladies, it's time to come."
Lovely Mrs. Chur, the cheerful voice broke the silence between the two. Eleven answered, and Anthony also got up. As she walked to the dining room together, Eleven helped Mrs. Chur to bring the dishes up.
Dinner is very rich, potatoes and dark bread, almost indispensable staple food, with caviar, stuffed steak, cheese, etc... almost every dish has two kinds of cooking, one looks lighter, one looks taste Heavier.
The taste of Russian food is generally heavy. Eleven books are secretly not enough to eat, and Mrs. Curry would not make a portion so light.
"Mrs. Chur, why do you make two copies?" Anthony asked puzzled.
Mrs. Chur smiled, "Xiao Qi's face is not good. I don't think she can eat anything spicy. By the way, she can make something lighter. Everyone can order it freely. Both methods are delicious. Anthony also tries it."
Eleven moved, the old lady was not only cute, but also attentive, helped her solve the problem, such a virtuous old lady is really rare and understanding.
"Thank you Mrs. Chur." Eleven said with a smile, rushed to hug Mrs. Chur and kissed hard, "You are so nice."
Mr. Chur shook his head, watching the two women and happy.
Mrs. Chur couldn't help but shut her mouth. Anthony's eyes were dull, a little jealous of the kissed Mrs. Chur.
"Don't you like spicy food?"
"How do you know?" Eleven was curious.
Anthony paused. "Guess, it's cold, eat spicy and keep warm."
Eleven chuckled, "It's not that I don't like it, I can't eat it now, I want to avoid it now."
Anthony knew it when he heard it, it must be because... he passed a pain in his eyes and concealed it faintly, his heart seemed to be torn by something, and it hurt.
The atmosphere of the dinner was very good, the snow was flying outside the window, but the room was warm like spring. Mr. Chur and Anthony were drinking while chatting.
"Mr. Chur, you are old, drink less of this kind of spirits." Eleven said, vodka is strong, the old people still drink less, unlike Anthony, who is young, it doesn't matter what you drink.
"It's okay, it's okay, which man doesn't drink some wine, I'm still very young." Mr. Chur was flushed and not drunk, but the mood was very high, and Anthony was talkative again, coaxing him very cheerful.
"I said that he has been drinking less for a few years now. He used to drink more powerfully." Mrs. Cour said. She also poured a small glass of herself. It is actually very comfortable to drink some wine in winter. "Little Seven, you come here too."
"Thank you Mrs. Chur, I'm allergic to drinking." Eleven found an excuse to refuse, and Mrs. Chur asked a few words of concern. She responded like a stream, but turned her head to see Anthony's eyes focused on her.
He drank a lot, his cheeks were slightly red, and his forehead fell on the eyelids. He looked much younger. The person's eyes were very deep, and he seemed to talk, always carrying a strong electricity.
Fortunately, she is an insulator.
"What are you looking at?"
"Are you allergic to drinking?" he asked in Chinese.
Eleven shook his head and said, "No, just can't drink."
Anthony yelled and turned to talk to Mr. Chur.
The heating turned on quickly, plus the atmosphere was very high, everyone was warm, maybe it was an extra person, Mr. Chur and Mrs. Chur were very happy, Mrs. Chur had a few drinks, Chur Mr. is half drunk.
After dinner, Mrs. Chur helped Mr. Chur upstairs to rest. Anthony used to help him. The old lady went upstairs and counted the old man. Anthony quickly and aptly admits the mistake and said that he should not drink so much with him. Mrs. Chur immediately To rephrase, it is all right.
Eleven crying and laughing.
When all of them disappeared at the stairs, the smiles on Eleven's face were all converged, frowning.
Anthony, Anthony, who the are you?
The more she looked at her back, the more she was shocked. She carefully recognized his face and found that there was no concave. It was . She couldn’t help but laugh at herself. Five years ago, she slept in Mo Ye’s arms all night without realizing that his face was fake.
But if Mo Ye...he arrived early, even if it was too snowy and staying for a few nights, he shouldn't make up a story like this to cheat the Chur couple.
Eleven thought a few might have been overturned by herself. Footsteps came from the stairs. She picked up the juice and took a sip. She turned back and asked with a smile, "Will you come down? Do you want to eat? I think you are all drinking."
"Of course." Anthony simply sat next to Eleven, which was Mrs. Chur's position. He had originally sat opposite her, took his tableware and cut a steak. He ate with relish, as if he was really hungry. .
"You just hungry, why don't you eat more?"
"Usually the hungry person eats the least." Eleven quipped with a smile. "I still like to eat rice."
"Really picky."
"Do you like pasta?"
"It doesn't matter."
"I really didn't pursue it." Eleven pretended to despise and poured him a glass of vodka. Anthony quickly shook his hand. "No more, no more, I should be drunk again."
"I think you have a good drink."
"Not massive."
"It's better to be drunk, don't do anything at night, and sleep till dawn." Eleven laughed. He should be really drunk. She can look at his chest, otherwise she always doubts whether he is Mo Ye.
"No, there is a beautiful woman at the door, who is drunk and wants to do bad things. You don't worry about me knocking on your door in the middle of the night to strip you." Anthony smiled very sexy, naked and naked teasing the simple eleven.
Eleven stunned, and gave him a white look, "cheap."
"No, nine out of ten men will have a heart." Anthony laughed, seeing the thin red on his eleven cheeks. He felt very surprised and rare.
Eleven ate a few more pieces of boiled potatoes and became full. Anthony ate almost the same. Mrs. Chur took care of Mr. Chur upstairs. She had not come down yet. Eleven spontaneously helped to clean up the dining table and kitchen.
"I'll help you."
"Come on, don't expect, you will see nothing if you look at it, flash aside." Eleven said angrily.
"You look down upon you, don't you sit down and watch." Anthony hugged Eleven's shoulders and asked her to sit on the chair. He came to pick it up. Eleven looked at the movement with amazement. All sorted and put.
Very quickly, and very clean.
The man raised his eyebrows triumphantly, seeming to show off his achievements, eleven lips twitched, and gave two pretense applause.
Nice man in new house.
Mrs. Chur went downstairs and was surprised to find that it had been packed properly. The lovely old lady exclaimed and hugged her eleven kisses a few times, "Little Seven is so good, so sweet."
In the eleventh shame, Anthony also coaxed his thumbs up, "Yeah, Xiaoqi is very good and very caring."
Eleven speechless.
This man...
She slept unsteadily at night. She slept unsteadily these days. The last time she slept a good night was a few days ago.
I don't know when the virus will relapse. Eleven lying on the bed, all I think about is the virus. Today, the virus in the body has not recurred. Suman gave her three sedatives and injected himself when he could not control it. These days, he has not lost control.
Suman also said that a tranquilizer can last for a long time, so that she does not have to worry too much about her body.
She was still afraid of getting out of control, and she would feel guilty for a lifetime if she hurt the kind Mr. Chur and his wife.
The wind and snow stopped, she left, no matter how warm, it is not a place where she stayed for a long time.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Chur got up and prepared breakfast for them. The night passed, and the snow outside did not stop, but it was even bigger. When I was in bed, I opened the curtains to see the situation of the universities flying. Can't go yet.
Anthony got up early and had a good breakfast. He was wearing warm clothing and was planning to go out. He went out in the winter and was very bloated, so that Mo Ye's shadow could not be seen.
"Are you going out?"
"Yeah." Anthony smiled softly. "Seven, early!"
That delicate face brightened very softly, smiling eleventh, "Early!"
Mrs. Chur greeted Eleven to have breakfast, Anthony was ready and said, I was gone, he went out, Eleven looked at his back, where did he go?
"Anthony said he went out to find his lost lover, the day before yesterday, really an infatuated child. Such a big snowstorm may have caused an accident." Mrs. Chur said.
"Mrs. Chur, do you really believe his story?"
Mrs. Chur smiled. "Of course I believe that people should trust each other. Otherwise, they will come to suspicion. They will feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable to others, and the world is messed up."
Eleven laugh without words, the lovely old lady is very optimistic.
Such people live happily and are content.
"Little Seven, do you want to go out?"
Nodded at eleven, "Yes, go out after a while, Mrs. Chur, you might be staying with you for a few more days."
"That's great, welcome, it doesn't matter how long you want to stay."
"thank you."
"Eat fast, eat fast, and it will be cold in a moment." Mrs. Chur greeted her for breakfast.
"it is good!"
After having breakfast, Eleven also changed into a thick coat and wore a scarf to go out. Mrs. Chur dinged her to be careful on her way, remembering the way back, Eleven smiled and went out.
It's really cold outside, it's cold.
The wind was roaring, the universities were flying, and the whiteness seemed to be cold.
There was ice in the small river in front. Several naughty children were skating on the river. The laughter spread very far. The ice was thick and able to withstand a lot of gravity without worrying about cracking.
Skating, she had been entertaining many years ago.
She is still a little unaccustomed to such a cold day. She grew up on an island with spring all year round. Most of the places she ran in these years were also hot areas, and she would always avoid the extreme cold.
In such a cold day, she felt very tired when going out.
After watching the children play for a while, she left at eleven. With the route in her memory, she slowly found the way to the hut.
She remembered that the terrorist’s headquarters there was not far away. By a small wood, the hut was built by somebody. It was very closed and the windows were pulled down.
But that place is very secretive, so it is suitable for hiding.
After five years, the place has changed a lot, and the road has become a bit strange. The small road in memory is nowhere to be seen, and I don’t know when I started to be confused.
Snow is flying, eleven thought, such weather, it is really easy to get lost, the snow is in front, you can't see the direction, and you can't see the scenery.
She was stubbornly searching for the road to the little black house, and she encountered several villagers along the way. The village was not very big, not many people lived, but many families lived along the small river.
A pair of young men and women walked by, and it was strange to see her walking alone in the snow. She walked far away and couldn't help but keep looking back at her. Eleven didn't care how others viewed her.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and walking in the snow becomes very difficult.
Eleven heart was heavy, could it be that the place had changed. She looked at the watch and walked for more than an hour, but couldn't find it. At that time, she took Mo Ye injured for only half an hour.
Is it the wrong way?
Did you go the wrong way from the beginning?
Just like she and Mo Ye, they went wrong from the beginning, so they went wrong again and again, leading to today's irreversible situation. The more she felt in her heart, the more she wanted to find the place eagerly.
She did not know why she was so obsessed, but she knew that she had to know, otherwise what would she do for this trip to Eastern Europe? Meaningless.
In the vast snow, the side cannot be seen.
Occasionally, the figure floats, and the longer it goes, the less the figure, and the more remote it seems.
Eleven is pretty sure that she must have lost her way and went wrong from the beginning.
After all, this place has changed too much, it is a snowy day, and it is easy to get lost. If it is sunny, it should be another scene.