Chapter 90 (2/2)

”It smells like raspberry.” Anna sniffed the air and laughed like juicy berries. The sweet color made people happy.

”Yes, ma'am. It's very fresh. I made a lot of jam.” Sasha shows Anna the jam she's cooked, and the latter is patient with the desire to taste it.

”You can try it.” Said the cook with a smile.

Anna felt a little embarrassed, but she tasted a little and praised Sasha highly.

”Of course, it's a craft handed down from my mother's mother.” Sasha said with some pride, ”my husband didn't like sweet food very much before. I don't have much place to play my craft. Now you like to eat, and I'm happy.”

”It seems that I am a lucky man!” Anna and Sasha had another chat before she left.

She looked in the hall, and the housekeeper was directing some of the servants to put the repainted ornaments in place, and she had learned something about painting with Colney, who was very happy to talk to her about it.

None of the servants thought it strange. Their hostess was always very kind. The furnishings of the house had hardly changed, but everyone became happier and more relaxed.

No one is serious about the reasons, but everyone is more than happy to see their hostess.

After disturbing all the people who could be disturbed, and having finished all the words that could be said, Anna stopped and gazed at the window sill.

Her right hand was holding her cheek, and her lips were smiling. It was clear that she had fallen into some kind of memory, and the person in the memory came into her sight, just as Anna had seen each other for the second time a long time ago.

The same dress, the same pace, and even the appearance of raising hands do not seem to change.

That not long courtyard, green grass, but not as bright as his deep golden hair.

”Look at me, look at me...” Anna said cheerfully in her heart that she didn't expect it to work. Even after she had said so happily, she had planned to take the skirt directly down, but maybe there was a God or God in the world.

When those blue eyes look at her, it seems that there is a boundless light cutting through the clouds, like the doomed encounter in the story. If the princess's favorite person looks at him, he will get a sweet kiss whether he is a prince or a knight.

Anna ran with her skirt in a rather disrespectful way, as if the wind was chasing her hair. As she walked down the escalator, Karenin happened to come in.

The familiar eyebrows and eyes, there are habitual wrinkles between the eyebrows. Before the lips, which are always revealing their sense, are opened, Anna has run over, padded her feet, and gently kisses each other's mouth.

Alexis, I love you She murmured, the color of joy on her face could not be concealed.

Some startled officials almost forget to see if there are people around, but fortunately, they have an able housekeeper.

Anna released her partner with a smile, and a thin layer of sweat came from her forehead, and her cheeks were as moving as softening the color of roses and sunshine. She didn't say a word, just stretched out her hand, like a child begging for a gift.

Give or not?

If the interest between husband and wife is done by other husbands, it will be accompanied by a burst of teasing. However, the rigid official just acts naturally and hands the bouquet to his wife. He has always had no expression, and his cheeks, which are famous for their natural skin color, also have a slight blush. However, between the words, the official still retained his dignity and style.”Sloudin said,” Karenin pauses, unlike the eloquent husbands who say that they have done as much as two hands if they have done a nail for their wife. The man who appears to be very clumsy in some things chooses to tell the truth honestly, ”when his wife goes to the ball, the husband always supports him.”

”Why send me marigold?” Anna didn't mind. She still asked with a smile and even sniffed at the flower.

Even Karenin smiles at the flower.

”I have to say, Anna, this flower is not the best in the shop, it's not gorgeous enough, but it always strictly abides by its own florescence. In fact, I think it's my favorite.”

”So you gave me your favorite flowers, didn't you?” Anna finished for Karenin.

The man nods, the lip corner takes a silk light to smile: ”yes.”

Anna took a deep breath, hugged the flowers again, and bent her eyes.

”I love it.”

”I like you to share what you like with me.”

Anna took Karenin's arm with her free hand and said, ”I want to put them in your study.”

”What do you think of that earthen looking pot?”

”It was made by a famous master. It was...”

”I know, I said it on purpose.”

The young woman cleared her throat: ”I like to hear your serious explanation.”

For a long time, it was a gentle reply.

”I know, Anna.”

Later, when he asked his boss if he thought the young lady and his wife looked alike, the senior official in Petersburg just said, ”it's not like it.”

There are so many people in this world, even have the same facial features, but the soul can only be the only one, memory can only be the only one. Between a glance and a smile, in the passage of time, Karenin's eyes have always been the only woman.

Only her small eyebrows are so stretched, only her gray eyes are sprinkled with stars, and only the corner of her mouth can have the kiss that Karenin is looking forward to.