Chapter 671 - Londons Fantasy (1/2)
They ate dinner in silence, but the atmosphere felt warm. London knew that L was not a talkative girl. In the past, for some reason, he thought cheerful and talkative girls looked attractive, but now he was very happy to enjoy dinner in silence with L.
The girl would not speak unless it was necessary, so every word that came out of her lips became precious, and nothing was in vain. If she was happy, she would show it, just like when she was angry or sad.
As far as London knew, he never heard L gossiping about her fellow artists or complaining about things. It sometimes made him curious because he wanted to know what was really going on in her mind.
Ugh ... unfortunately, no matter how much wealth he had, London must still resign to the fact that all men in this world were fated to never understand women. No device or machine could translate the contents of women's hearts that men could buy.
His younger brother, Rune, had emphasized that inventors and scientists had been trying to create machines or systems for translating women's language or thoughts for decades or even centuries, to no avail. So, they consciously did not continue the silly effort and accepted the fact that women were indeed difficult to understand.
When they had their dinner lit by candlelight, London repeatedly stole glances to see L's face and tried to guess what was on her mind. Unfortunately, he still couldn't tell.
”I wonder ... why it hasn't rained for a long time ...” L said suddenly. ”I miss smelling the scent of the ground when it was touched by rain.”
”Eh ...? You mean, petrichor?” asked London. ”The scent you smell when the rain touches the ground doesn't come from the ground, but it is a reaction of the petrichor bacteria with rainwater.”
”I know,” L replied. ”I just miss the rain. It's been a long time. I also hope the rain will come soon so that the flowers in our new home garden can grow well.”
London just remembered that he had ordered Jan to control the weather so that there would be no rain wherever L was in. He still remembered how L was frightened when she heard the sound of thunder at that time ...
He involuntarily coughed because he almost choked on his food. At this rate, L could get suspicious, he thought. If she didn't experience rain for a year at all, the girl would be confused.
”I'm sure it will be raining tomorrow,” London said, sipping his orange juice.
”How can you be so sure?” asked L. ”I just checked the weather forecast, and it will be dry the whole next week.”
'I'm sure because I can control the rain', London said to himself inwardly.
”Uhm .. I'm just making a lucky guess,” London answered casually. ”Why? Do you want to bet? If it really rains tomorrow, I will win and deserve a prize. If tomorrow, it doesn't rain, then you win.”
L only snorted to see how London look very confident. She believed more in technology and weather forecasts from experts. It's been accurate for decades.
”Okay, we can bet. If I win, what will I get?” asked L.
”Hmm ... if you win, I am willing to be at your service for the rest of my life ...” answered London, grinning.
”Ish ...” L rolled her eyes but didn't protest. ”If you win?”
”Uhm ... if I win, will you be my wife?” London hurriedly corrected his words and cleared his throat when he saw L glared at him. He remembered that L already gave him three years. He must not force his luck and risk L to change her mind. ”Uhm ... if I win, I will get a kiss.”
It seemed like a kiss was a reasonable gift to L, because she only snorted, but didn't say no.
Inwardly, London cheered happily. If L wasn't sitting beside him, he would have been dancing happily. He was so happy to imagine that tomorrow he would be able to kiss the temperamental girl. She had made him fall head over heels.