little gentleman

The last hope was dashed.Frodo received a second letter from Gilraine, which once again emphasized that Aragorn would not return to Shire, a place that "has not made any good impression on him", and Gilraine claimed that her brother was with Thor. Lin's sister was very hot, and described in detail the beauty of Sorin's sister, saying that Aragorn was already obsessed with her.Frodo believed in Gilraine, she had always been a cultivated and noble woman in his eyes, and he could never imagine that she would deceive him.Bilbo also began to wonder if Aragorn really had a change of heart, and even if he still had feelings for Frodo, he must be trapped in Gondor by his vile sister and shameless friends - by lies or other means .

After Legolas left, life for the Hobbits had not yet returned to peace, when Gandalf suddenly visited.As usual, the wizard's arrival was always unexpected.

This time Bilbo gave Gandalf a warm welcome. There had been enough unhappiness in the past few days, and Bag End needed some good news.Although Gandalf may not bring good news, at least he is good at making children laugh-Bilbo still counts the four little ones as children in his heart.

"Glad to meet you, Gandalf!" Frodo threw himself into Gandalf's arms, and buried his fluffy head in Gandalf's robe coquettishly.

Gandalf hugged Frodo lovingly: "Let me see you, boy!"

Bilbo soon had tea ready, and Merry and Pippin were eager to sit down at table.Only Sam hid in the garden and refused to come in. He was always worried that Gandalf would turn him into a big frog.

While Frodo was leaving the dining-room to get more food, Bilbo told Gandalf what had happened recently, including Frodo's failed relationship, and Legolas and Thorin's festivities.

"It was the way it was, and I do not think it was Frodo's fault, for he did nothing that might offend anyone, in my opinion," said Bilbo conclusively.

Gandalf shook his long white beard: "Frodo was the best boy, and I believe he has done nothing wrong. But about Legolas and Thorin, I think your views are biased, my old friend."

"How can it be biased? The facts are there!" Bilbo's voice became agitated. "Thorin was cruel to Legolas and behaved badly!"

"But your source of information is just a family's opinion. Don't you think it's prejudice to judge a respected king in this way?" Gandalf looked wisely.

"Sorin doesn't look respected in the Shire, at least now," said Bilbo angrily.

Gandalf put the question no longer: "As for little Frodo, perhaps I can be of help. Would you like to let him leave the Shire for a while?"

"Where?" Bilbo thought it might be a good idea to let Frodo go far away. The boy had never been out of the Shire since he was a child.

"I am going to Gondor, and will stay there a little longer," said Gandalf, "and I can take Frodo with me."

Bilbo's eyes lit up. This was a good opportunity: "There is a Baggins family in Gondor. I have a good relationship with them. I can let Frodo bother me for a few weeks."

Gandalf nodded: "Very well, that's it, just ask little Frodo again."

"What is my opinion?" Frodo was coming in with a plate of fresh fruit.

"Frodo, Gandalf is going to Gondor. Will you go with him, and stay with the Baggins, who is on business?" asked Bilbo.

"This... I heard that the street where they live is not far from the capital." Frodo grew pale when he heard "Gondor", and he was afraid to see Aragorn.

Gandalf read his mind: "The king usually does not leave the capital, he seldom goes to that street, you can rest assured."

"Can we go too?" Pippin asked inappropriately, unable to see the heat.

"No, you can't! You just stay here!" snapped Bilbo.

"But I don't want to go alone." Frodo was still timid.

"Let Sam go with you, I think. He is a safe man, and you are usually the best." Bilbo decided.

At the same time, Gandalf suddenly mentioned Sam who was eavesdropping from the window: "Boy, eavesdropping is not a good habit!"

"Don't let Gandalf turn me into a frog, Mr Frodo! Master Bilbo!" cried Sam, in terror.

"I won't let Gandalf turn you into a frog if you go out with Frodo," said Bilbo.

"I will go with Mr. Frodo—I will go with him," said Sam. "I have no confidence in Men who do not keep their promises."

So it was settled, and next morning Gandalf set off with the two hobbits.

After Frodo and Sam left, Bilbo finally had time to think about his own affairs. Although he understood and sympathized with Legolas, the current situation also made him depressed.Going out for a drink was a good idea, and Bilbo did, putting on his coat and stealing out of Hobbiton as the darkness fell.

The town pubs were always bustling, and Bilbo squeezed his way in among the drunks of all races, eyeing the big men who were drunk or half drunk.He found a man in a red cloak sitting in front of the bar. The man was tall and thin, resembling an elf, but obviously not an elf.Bilbo went over, climbed with difficulty on the high seat, and sat down beside the man in the red cloak.

"Hi, are you traveling?" Bilbo said to the man.

The man in the red cloak turned his face slowly. He had dark curly hair similar to a hobbit, pale complexion, and looked very strange, but he was beautiful from certain angles. The most amazing thing was his eyes. It is a pair of magical eyes, which change into colorful colors under the reflection of different lights.

The man glanced at Bilbo. "You just got out of an irrational love."

Bilbo didn't understand: "What do you mean?" He wondered why this man could see his experience.

"This is obviously the reason why you came to drink, but I didn't guess the reason why you approached me." The man took a sip of his wine gracefully.

"Well, well," said Bilbo, choosing his words carefully, using as much of the compliments in his head as possible, "it's your charm, you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen."

"Lie!" The man interrupted him, "You have seen a prettier one, an elf, and the one you admired."

"How do you know? You know me?" asked Bilbo in surprise.

"You flick your eyes to the upper right corner as you speak, an involuntary way of telling a lie. Hobbits don't like frills, but you're wearing a pair of cufflinks, and it's in a very informal place like a pub. place, obviously those cufflinks are a souvenir from someone. The cufflinks are in the shape of leaves and are exquisitely made. They are obviously made by elves, so the person must be an elf. It is an expensive gift, but no one You will use cufflinks as a token of love, so you are not lovers, at least he does not love you. But he still has a lot of weight in your heart, so you specially take the gift from him." The man spoke quickly and said in a fit of anger After finishing, he quickly took a sip of wine to moisten his throat.

"This... is amazing!" Bilbo admired sincerely.

"You really think so?" This time it was the man's turn to be surprised.

"Of course." Bilbo showed no sign of displeasure.

"No one else would say that."

"what did they say?"

"They said: 'Get out!'" The man imitated the other's tone solemnly.

Bilbo was amused. "You're the smartest man I've ever met, and this time it's true! My name is Bilbo Baggins. What's your name?"

"Smaug," the man replied.

"So, Smaug, you just said that I got out of a foolish love because you thought he didn't love me?" asked Bilbo.

"Just one of them," said Smaug. "From your expression, you still have a heavy prejudice against someone. It is difficult to make a correct judgment when you are blinded by prejudice, and it is also difficult to choose the correct emotion."

"How do you know I'm prejudiced?" asked Bilbo narrowly.

"You look very fierce when you look at the dwarf," said Smaug dryly.

A few dwarves were drinking at a table in the corner, not paying attention to the conversation between the two people here.

Bilbo was speechless. This was the second time anyone had said he was prejudiced.

"I see one more thing." Smaug said mysteriously.

Bilbo listened attentively. "What is it?"

"You'll pay for my drink." Smaug boasted boldly.

"Go away!" yelled Bilbo.

Smaug pouted: "Then I can only use my own method." As he spoke, he suddenly poured the remaining wine in the glass on his head, and then jumped up like a drunk to fight with other drinkers. Pretend to be drunk.

The boss, who couldn't bear it anymore, picked up Smaug and threw it outside the bar door. He ran away, and his red cloak disappeared into the night.

Bilbo was dumbfounded, and when he finally came to his senses, he picked up the glass and swung his neck to drink it all down.