Chapter 23: London events (1)

After all, London in June has entered the summer, so although the sky is mostly gloomy, occasionally there are sunny days, and the light rain from time to time adds a lot of fun, not as scary as the little girl said.
"I just said that it was the case most of the time, not that it was the case all the time." In the face of Jessica's inquiry, Angela, who had restored peace under her dark circles, said so.
Although it's already afternoon in the wake, many people are wandering around London, such as Jessica, during the weekend free time.
"Don't worry, Jesse, I have to make a phone call before I can be your tour guide." Angela said, asking Mr. Spello for a few coins, and then turned into the red phone booth on the street.
After dialing the number, the phone was answered quickly, and there was a tired, husky female voice: "Who?"
Did not hear any Angela, deliberately pretending to laugh sharply: "Oh, my dear little guy, I will ..."
However, before she finished speaking, there was a rattling button-clicking sound over there. Angela opened her mouth slightly for a moment, and then determined that the other party had hung up according to the beeping sound in her ear.
"What's going on? Did I say something wrong?" The little girl scratched her head and looked at the microphone and said depressed.
Immediately, she dropped the coin again and dialed the number again. This time she didn't make a strange sound. When the phone was called, she couldn't wait to ask: "Hey, Kate, what's wrong with you?"
After hesitation, the tired, hoarse female voice asked: "Who ..."?
Hell, I can't even hear my voice. What happened? Angela frowned. "Kate, it's me, Angela. What happened?"
"Ann ... Angela? Oh, I'm fine ... nothing happens ... leave me alone ..." the female voice said intermittently, and then hung up the phone again.
The little girl looked at the microphone again, what happened?
"Jesse, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't go shopping with you." From the telephone booth, Angela said apologetically.
"What's wrong, Angie?" Jessica asked.
The little girl sighed, "I have a friend who doesn't know what happened. I have to go and see her alone. I'm not assured."
Jessica was silent. Of course, Angela knew what she was thinking. Basically, in London, there were only a few shots of the twins playing at the same time. The first shot was also these shots. After the shooting, Jessica would have to first Back to Los Angeles, which means that for at least a long time, the two of them could not go shopping in London together.
"Jesse, I'm sorry, let Aunt Jennifer be with you, we will have a chance." Angela hugged Jessica and said sincerely.
"Okay, busy, talk." Jessica sighed and figured it out, and hugged her, "Be careful on the road."
Angela grinned and squeezed her little nose, and suddenly remembered what happened this morning, her face turned red again, and she turned to Aunt Jennifer: "Aunt Jennifer, I have given you Jesse, you must Be careful, or when I return to Los Angeles, Mr. Alba will kill me. "
"Well, little, I know." Jennifer responded with a smile, another message in her eyes: Where are you going?
Angela shook her head slightly, then put her forefinger to her mouth, and put on a fierce expression, and at the same time she stretched out and scratched her neck, but the housekeeper shrugged and turned her head as if See nothing.
At this point, Sparrow had stopped a taxi. Angela waved with both of them, and then got into the car with the agent.
"Please take us to 47 La Villette Street," Angela said.
"Okay, please sit down." The driver was a middle-aged uncle, slightly bald. Although he promised, his eyes looked at Spiro, who was sitting in the co-pilot.
"Please as soon as possible." Spiro nodded.
The taxi was walking through the streets and lanes. The driver was obviously an old hand and was very familiar with the distribution of the streets. It seemed to turn around in the alleys, but soon reached the destination. If it was not when crossing the London Bridge Wait a minute, maybe faster.
"Thank you." Angela got out of the car and looked up at the apartment building next to her. She came when Kate was independent from the house. There were still some memories, but just need to remember.
"Don't you remember?" Mr. Sparrow, who paid for the car, came behind her.
"Oh, no, it's just ..." Angela thought about it, a little bit difficult to say. "It's just that I want to go alone, Uncle Sparrow, I'm afraid you'll have to wait here for a long time, maybe even a long time."
"It doesn't matter. I can go to the coffee shop for a cup of coffee. It's my pleasure to serve you." Spiro said with a smile, his agent is quite competent.
"Thank you, Uncle Sparrow." Angela said happily, and at the same time found the paper and pen from her backpack, quickly wrote down the numbers, and handed him: "What's the matter, make this call, as long as I I can be found in her house. "
"Well," Spello took a look, and said, "but if you go out ..."
Looking up, the little guy has disappeared. Mr. Broker shrugged. "It's a hot lady." Followed him and started looking for a coffee shop.
Angela rushed to the third floor, she remembered that she should be here, looked around and finally determined that she was on the right, quickly stepped in front of the door and rang the bell.
Ding Dong, Ding Dong, the doorbell rang for a while before seeing the door open. Angela frowned and rang the doorbell again, but still no response. Some annoyed little kid simply pressed his finger on the doorbell.
In the constant sound of Ding Dong, the closed door was finally opened, and then a rough voice roared out, "Couldn't you make me quiet!"
The little girl was startled, but before she said anything, the woman in front of her surprised her again. This is an 18-year-old girl, wearing only a pair of white shorts on her lower body, her long legs exposed, and her upper body is A large black t-shirt with some patterns printed on her chest. Although it is very fat, her beautiful body is still visibly visible, her facial features are exquisite, not only has the characteristics of a white woman, but also has the temperament of an oriental woman. Unfortunately, her face Pale, with short hair more like a henhouse, ruined his beautiful appearance.
"Are you ... Angela?" The young woman calmed down when she found a little girl in front of the door, then covered her forehead and looked at her for a long time before asking again.
Angela sighed, didn't speak, and walked straight in. As soon as she entered the room, a pungent smell came on her face, which made her cover her mouth and nose. The room was dark and all the curtains It was pulled up as if the owner of the house didn't like daytime.
"How are you ... back to London?" The young woman closed the door, walked to the sofa with her decadence, and fell into it.
Angela stepped back, just about to answer, and suddenly there was a bang at her feet, as if something had been kicked. She narrowed her eyes and looked at the ground. After adjusting to the dim light here, she was startled again and was full. She picked up one of the cans on the ground, and looked carefully. It turned out to be beer cans. There were at least dozens of cans on the ground. God, how long did she live like this? !!
Bang, with a crisp sound, the woman even opened a can of beer and poured it down. Angela looked on fire. She didn't know what was going on, but she would not tolerate the woman's self-sinking. Angela immediately stepped forward and grabbed the beer can. The woman glanced blankly first, followed by frowning to grab it back, but the little girl had just thrown the beer can out, followed her to the window, 唰Opened the curtains.
The woman who still wanted to get back the beer couldn't stand the light that suddenly shot in, raised her hand to block herself, and yelled, "What are you doing!"
But Angela didn't reply at all. She pulled the curtains of all the windows in turn with a small face. The whole room was unobstructed under the bright light. It was messy, dirty, and littered everywhere. It seemed to be quite a long time. Cleaned. It's just a kennel! Angela was so angry that she couldn't believe she was so decadent. She hadn't made her house dirty like this before when she was a otaku.
At this moment, the young woman started to close the curtains again, and the angry little girl immediately stepped forward and shoved her away, yelling, "What the are you doing! Look at you now, even street The beggars on the side are not as good. Do you want everyone to see this! Do you think everyone is owing you! "
"You get out of me! I don't need your little ghost to manage!" The woman yelled at her angrily.
"You look at you. The level of self-care is not as good as that of me, don't you think it's shameful ?!" the little man shouted without any weakness. If a familiar person could see that she is well-educated now, I'm afraid the chin will never fit again.
"Hell! It's my own business, what's up with you! Why do you care about me!" The woman was almost hysterical, and she looked anxious to give the little guy a slap.
"Because I'm your sister! I treat you as my elder sister! Ok!" Angela stared at her motionlessly, so she was not afraid of her. When she asked her to quit smoking to help her treat anorexia nervosa, she quarreled a lot.
When the woman heard this, she shuddered, and her hand, which was originally intended to be lifted, dropped down. She looked at the little girl blankly. Two lines of tears slowly rolled out of her eyes, and she suddenly kicked. Kicked on the beer can with a whining sound and pushed all the mess around him on the ground like a splash, and finally sat down on the sofa, crying with his head buried between his legs.
Angela sighed, released the travelling bag from her body and tossed it aside, then walked to the woman to kneel, held her head in her arms, calmed herself, and at the same time raised a strange feeling in her heart, it should be herself Is it logical to cry in the arms of the other person?
"Well, Kate, tell me what happened," the little girl said softly.
The woman in her arms sobbed, "Angie, my dad ... my dad died."
The little girl couldn't help but startled: "Mr. Beckinsale is dead ?!" 2k novel reading network