Chapter 33 (1/2)

It was Anna's first bad day in Petersburg. She meant that as soon as she was about to leave the house, it was raining cats and dogs in the sky.

”You want to go out like this?” Karenin asked.

Anna looked at Karenin, the other party's slender fingers were holding the silver handle, and his bones were obviously even. When he asked this sentence, his eyes looked at her. Although it was a question, it seemed to know how she would answer.

”I'll take my umbrella with me.” Anna said.

”For safety, I hope you can take anuska with you.”

Karenin took a bite of bacon, his eyelashes drooping. Usually, if Karenin is serious about something, or if he wants to get a ”yes” response, he always looks the other person in the eye. So now, Anna knew that Karenin was just talking.

”You know, a poor boy can't afford a little maid. And two poor boys are obviously not fit to compete for jobs in a tailor's shop together

”If you insist.” It seems that Karenin has said this several times. It was like persuading himself.

After Karenin went to work in the yamen, Anna dressed herself as a poor boy like Petersburg, and came to Mr. Gorman's tailor's shop.

Like last time, the tall and thin tailor was not in the shop. It was the strong man who was guarding the shop.

”Who are you looking for?”

Asked the big black haired man, without a salute, his eyes looking at Anna.

Anna noticed that there was no disdain on the other side. Class was always everywhere in Petersburg.

”I'm looking for Mr. Gorman.”

”What can I do for you?” Asked the man, curious.

”I want to be an apprentice here.” Said Anna, lowering her voice and making her eyes look naive and eager.

The tall man laughed. ”Oh, if that's the case, you'd better go back.”

”Why? You don't look like Mr. Gorman. ” Anna approached her, her chin raised so high that she could show the little pride of a young man.

”Of course not. But I know Mr. Gorman won't take apprentices

”Hello, don't waste time here.” The black haired man kindly reminded.

Anna knew that the gentleman was a kind man, but she couldn't just give up, so she turned her eyes and said, ”since you're not Mr. Gorman, I think it's better for him to decide.”

”Why don't you listen to me?” The big man mumbled, then waved his hand, ”OK, whatever you want.”

Anna stood for a moment, the rain outside was not small at all. Although she came with an umbrella, she was still wet.

The chill made her rub her hands involuntarily, and then she heard a voice with a little nasal sound.

”Come and have a cup of tea.”

Anna looked back and the dark haired man was inviting her to a cup of tea.

Anna didn't refuse because she wanted to stay in the tailor's shop. She took the tea, held it in her hand, and asked, ”my name is Pavel, and you?”

”Just call me prokhov.” The man sniffed again.

”Cold?”

”No, it's just a little allergic.” Prokhov murmured, holding the small teacup in his big hand and pouring it down.

Because of the heavy rain, there was not much noise in the shop. Prokhov didn't want to take care of this stubborn boy, but he was still a little impatient when he was frozen, so he made hot tea.

”Thank you. The tea is much warmer.” Anna thanks, because the hot water reaches the stomach, so the whole person is warm.

”It's not a big deal, and I think vodka is better than anything that warms your body. But Mr. Gorman has a certain aversion to alcohol, so now I can only give you a drink to keep out the cold. ”

Prokhov shrugged his shoulders. Although he was not a heavy drinker, he was a real Russian. Vodka was Russia's favorite.

After a few cups of tea, like a few drinks, Anna clearly noticed that prokhov was more kind to herself, or that he was really bored.

”Why are you here as an apprentice?” He asked curiously.

”Maybe the same as you.” Anna replied with a wink.

Mr prokhov opened his eyes first, then grinned and said, ”I don't think it can be the same.”

”Oh, what do you say?” Anna tilted her head and asked curiously, showing that I would like to hear what you think since you have uncovered it.

Prokhov was not induced this time. He picked up his tea cup and muttered, ”it won't be the same anyway.”

”What's different.”After he had said this, a voice that was somewhat high and gloomy came out.