Chapter 69 (1/2)
The bonfires, the crowd, and the green shadows were now in Anna's eyes, all of which were heavy background paint.
She pulled her husband up and danced like a sprite.
The whole world is spinning.
His deep brows and eyes, sometimes sharp eyes, his imperfect excessively thin face and cold and rigid personality, all of which can not change the fact that Anna loves her husband.
When young, girls always let themselves dream again and again. In the dream, there are castles and princes. In the dream of the future, what they imagine is the blue sky and the White House, which is the perfect combination of all.
Poetry and courtyard, in the night heart to heart, happy to have no time to take care of sleep. Always think that this is the future will belong to their own perfect life.
However, as we grow up and change, we begin to understand the meaning of imperfection.
She came here from an era of convenience and great changes in the world every minute. She was restrained and reckless. She did not know her mission and significance, but now she does.
She lost her parents in her life, God no longer has the heart to continue to deprive her of everything, gave her a chance to grasp, to grow.
Here, she is not so free. She married a senior official and had a good life. At the same time, she had to shoulder the responsibility brought by power.
They are all the same.
Other husbands only need to respect their wives, but they don't need to love them. This is the significance of the combination of power and power. Love is not a necessity. But the man in front of her gave her such a precious thing. Although he never said anything to her, it didn't matter. There are always some differences between two people, so marriage needs tolerance.
Two imperfect people married, in this long period of time, mutual tolerance, mutual support, growth in time. Despite their unusual identities, they are not hesitant by the crown of power in each other's eyes. They can talk to each other and sympathize with each other without worry or fear. Can give protection and caress of the embrace, can be weak and cherished and do not need to be reserved, can, go through life together.
”Alexis.” Anna yelled softly, her head up, neck and sleeve length, beautiful side face.
In this open-air slow dance, a man of cold temperament like Karenin could not continue to look like that.
When he answered, it was like a spring breeze at the corner of his mouth.
Of course, this is also because most people have begun to dance, the host and guests are no longer so constrained, but in the hearts of this special group of guests. When Karenin and Anna had maintained a kind of friendly etiquette, these simple and free people were not so rigid.
In the upper class circle of Petersburg, people's eyes are always on them all the time. Those colorful banquets are actually a combination of naked rights and status. No one can really enjoy dancing, and here, Karenin has to admit that he realized the fun of dancing for the first time.
He doesn't have to strain his body habitually, force himself to smile, pay attention to the movements of his colleagues with the rest of the corner of his eyes, and he doesn't have to talk about the weather to the racecourse, and listen to those smiling and meat eating speeches.
Therefore, in the face of his wife's intimate call for his name, his response is almost silent in the most relaxed state.
”You know, but I don't think I told you very clearly.” She said, a little shy, her eyes shining and eager.
”The oath on the wedding ceremony is true. Now, I want to tell you that I really want to go through this life with you, whether it's prosperity or poverty, whether it's illness or hardship.”
”You have praised this saying in some commentaries:” those who have not experienced have no voice. ”Although I am very sure that I love you deeply, since you think so, I will practice it according to your opinion. Now, it's time to draw conclusions. ”
”I am glad that my conclusion has not wavered at all, but has been more firm.”
”You are very well. It's good for me, not just to think of me as your wife, but, ”she said with some excitement, although both of them understood that, but since Anna could easily say that word to strangers, she should not be stingy with her husband, who dotes on her and protects her.
”In personality, treat me as an equal with you, not because I am a woman or because of my social status. You respect me just as I respect you.”
”I respect you and love you not because you are my husband. If we are not husband and wife, it may not be so deep, but in the end, there are some. But because we are lucky enough to get married, my respect and love for you become more and more profound.”
”Thank you, Alexis, for making me your wife and for everything you've given me so far.”
”Thank you for making me feel so worthwhile and making me the happiest person in the world
Anna's confession was so warm that she whispered it in a voice that only two people could hear. But the heat was like a flame, which made people feel as if they had been burned.Of course, it is not flame. In Karenin's life, poetic modification is not recognized by him. It goes against truth and logic, and it is purely useless sensibility.
And every time, from his wife's words, although he can pick out a lot of faults and inappropriate modifications, but always let them drift into his ears.
Karenin's uncle once warned him, ”if you want to be in a high position, you need not indulge in pleasure.”
Good words are the most lethal □, let you relax your vigilance, forget humility, ignore danger, so he does not care about these hypocritical flattery. At the moment, however, he is willing to be tempted.
Karenin stopped, his right hand still holding the waist position, but his left hand slowly put down.
His hands did not feel the same as the plump majority of aristocrats, because his body was thin, and his fingers were more robust than the slender youth. Compared with his colleagues who like hunting, he also has a quiet temperament of civil servants.
It's a very nice pair of hands, so to speak. When you wear a wedding ring, it has a sacred flavor.
Her gray eyes were fixed on each other. Gaze at it as if you were infatuated with color. When the hand, thumb and index finger pulp came to Anna's face, and then stayed at the corner of her mouth, gently pressed, her mind trembled. Look up at each other's eyes.
Blue, like the sea in winter, the usual excessive afterglow seems to be frozen at the moment, tightly wrapped, deeply hidden in the eye. That long eyelashes, there is always a casual between the meticulous, so that the hidden pupil always exudes the light of wisdom.
Now, as they blink, their eyelids tremble, and a man's expression seems to be a tight yoke, wrapping Anna firmly.