Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 120 Four Bet

Lan Li was called by a servant. When she saw Andrew lying in her daughter's room, she looked a little unnatural, but she didn't say anything.No doctor would like to come in this kind of weather, and of course Angela would not be allowed to help, so her responsibility as the hostess made her a caregiver herself.

But a hostess's responsibilities extend beyond nursing a sick servant, especially if there are guests in the house.Fortunately, Disson greeted the guests for her, and Scarlett was very happy to help.But the best thing is of course that Andrew's physical fitness is good enough. Although the fever was very high and he was talking nonsense, he quickly receded after taking the medicine. Before she finished reading a prayer for him, he woke up.

Lan Li felt relieved, comforted him softly, asked him to rest first, and walked out of the room by herself.Seeing Angela's anxious and helpless eyes, she sighed softly, and said to her: "Okay, Andrew is fine now." But she held back Angela who was about to rush in: "He's already asleep, don't go Disturb him. An Qi, come here, I have something to tell you. "

Paul changed his clothes upstairs and ran downstairs immediately.Only Andrew was in Angela's room.Seeing this, Paul lost his temper again: "Hey, this group of people in your family really hid one by one faster when they had to take care of the patients. They weren't so diligent during the dinner just now."

"Okay, I'm not considered a patient now." Andrew was woken up by his loud voice, his voice was a little vague.

"Aren't you a patient, are you a doctor?" Paul pulled up a chair and sat down, arguing with him.

"I know you're amazing, but I can't say no to you." Andrew's mind was not fully clear yet, so he could only smile wryly at his nonsense.

Seeing that Andrew had no intention of fighting, Paul couldn't joke anymore.He asked her: "What do you think, what are you going to do when it's raining? Your Miss An Qi is also there. She was still there just now. Why did I slip away after a while?"

Andrew blushed, but Paul didn't see it because the heat on his face hadn't completely subsided.Even so, he tried his best to defend Angela: "You call her a lady, and now I'm in her room again, how can she come in? My cabin is flooded, so I can't stay—"

"Isn't it? They live in such a good house and let you live in a small black house. You can go to the Bureau of Affairs to complain about this in the south. Don't you go to school? Why don't you even know about this?" Paul didn't pay much attention to the first sentence, But he couldn't sit still before he finished the second sentence.

"Don't make such a fuss, okay?" Andrew told him to sit down. "I asked for it myself. I don't want to live with white people." Seeing that Paul's expression was wrong, he quickly explained: "I don't mean anything else, it's just that I'm used to being free by myself."

"Then why are you here again?" Paul didn't intend to get angry because of his illness.

Andrew scratched his rough hair: "I was afraid that there would be such a heavy rain. The horses in the horse farm in the backyard were left unattended, so I ran over to have a look. They were all frightened, and I couldn't hold them by myself, so I wanted to find someone to come help."

Paul told himself not to be angry, but he still cheated when he heard it: "Are you stupid, you came here in such a heavy rain just for those horses? People are more important than horses, don't you know how to settle the score?"

"Of course people are important." Andrew argued, "They are all Miss Angie's favorite, I—"

"Miss Angie, Miss Angie, do you think you can't live without your Miss Angie?" Paul's character destined him not to hold grudges. When his anger dissipated, he still felt that it was too unmannered to be angry with a patient. , so he changed his tone to ridicule. "Could it be that she is your muse?"

"I told you, we are just good friends." Andrew looked helpless.

"Okay, don't fool me. How can there be any pure friendship between boys and girls?" Paul smiled wickedly, "If you two or me are under five years old, I'd rather believe your words."

"Things that you haven't seen with your own eyes don't exist? You think too highly of yourself." Andrew seemed to be really moved, and his tone was suddenly full of provocation. "Do you dare to bet with me?"

"Just bet, just pretend that I haven't played before?" Paul could more or less see that Andrew's words were intentional, but he still accepted the trick because he loves to save face in everything. "What's the bet? Tell me."

"If during the time you've been here, I can prove that Ms. Anqi and I are indeed just good friends, and that the kind of good friends between boys and girls is not a buddy's loyalty, you will lose, otherwise it will be me Lost." "Who dares to be? If you lose, don't deny it. If you lose, you have to tell your Miss Angie that you like her." "If you lose, you can't lose Miss An Qi has become an enemy." "At this time, you have not forgotten to defend her, what is it if you really like her?" "Don't change the subject, do you agree or not?" "The chances of winning are so big, why do I disagree?"" It's a deal." "Do you want to pull the hook?" "Fuck you."

When Paul came out of the room, he happened to meet Angela who had just been "released" from her mother.He didn't know what she was doing just now, but since he had already made a bet with Andrew, no matter how many doubts or dissatisfaction he had with Angela in his heart, he still had to wear a smile on his face.Just as he bowed his head to salute, he suddenly heard Angela's almost inaudible voice: "Thank you for what happened just now. Also, I'm sorry for what happened this morning." Paul raised his head slightly in surprise, and looked at her There was a slight redness on the side of her cheeks, and she didn't bother to ask her what she said "thank you" and what she said "sorry" (this really can't blame him, after all, he has a bad memory, especially for unpleasant matter), what he saw was Angela's back with her head bowed.

Really, two people whispered without closing the door, so he can't be blamed for listening to the corner.Oh, no, this is not listening to the corner, this is the monitoring work to ensure fairness. Andrew promised to keep it secret, but he still trusts his ears more than the black man's mouth.

I was really stupid. Paul squatted at the door stiffly for 5 minutes and found nothing. Then he realized that standing at the door and overhearing it is still called whispering?How can authenticity be ensured, if not whispers?Fortunately, no one was around at this time, so he was not ashamed, and it seemed that he had to find evidence next time.

The guests are all in the billiard room and lounge next door, and the servants may also serve there, so I don't want to join in the fun.Children are mostly in the nursery, which is boring.The rain outside hadn't stopped, and he couldn't go out. Paul wanted to go back upstairs, but he was really bored, so he just walked around the hall casually, thinking it was a visit.

Rich people are different from ordinary people, Paul secretly sighed.He doesn't understand art appreciation, but he can still see the beauty, ugliness, and value of a thing.The house was redecorated according to Langli's previous request, full of the southern atmosphere he was familiar with, so it's not surprising that he felt kind.

I have turned around enough, but the sound of the rain outside has not diminished much, and it seems that it will not stop for a while.Paul sat at the table bored. He just wanted to lie on his stomach and take a rest, but he felt sleepy when he closed his eyes, and fell asleep unknowingly in the rustling rain.

Angela was "interrogated" by her mother for a long time just now, and she didn't figure out why until the end.She had previously felt that her mother didn't like Andrew, and because of her experience, she had reason to think that black people were unreliable.But Angela realized now that her mother was worried about having "that relationship" with Andrew, which really made her dumbfounded.Ever since she became friends with Andrew, she has always wanted to prove to her mother that he is a good person. She is not so capable of changing her mother's prejudice against the black group, but she must at least prove that her friend is an exception.Who knew that what she needed to prove in the end was her own innocence.

But she didn't tell Andrew about this, for fear that he would be overwhelmed.Andrew also understood her very well, and never asked her what she didn't take the initiative to say.The more this happened, the more Angela felt sorry for him.She didn't know why adults always think of others so complicatedly, and in their eyes, "unfit" equals "complicated", and "complex" equals "bad".She knew that Andrew was introverted and not talkative, but he was not a bad person.What she hates the most is that adults always say "this is for your own good" with an expression of "you are still young, you don't understand some things".

Fortunately, this time she succeeded in persuading her mother to dispel her doubts, and from now on she will not have to make such efforts.Seeing that Andrew was already recovered, Angela was happier than him, and couldn't help talking to him a few more words, and it was almost dusk when she came out.

Angela didn't understand where the sound of bagpipes mixed with the sound of wind and rain came from, until she saw Paul's sleeping appearance.Angela was a little embarrassed. Although she was attracted by this sound, she couldn't decide whether to wake him up.But she didn't do that in the end, but quietly went back to the nursery.She knew that the corner of her mouth was full of smiles, but she didn't realize that her face was also slowly turning rosy.

Paul was awakened by the sound of the grandfather clock.He stretched like everyone who sleeps contentedly, but almost fell off the chair because of the excessive range of motion.Luckily no one came across him, Paul carefully wiped his drool off the tablecloth with a handkerchief.

Andrew knew that it was impossible for him to be invited to the ball, no matter his age or status, but fortunately he didn't like that kind of lively person, so he didn't feel sad.So even though he heard the chime and felt he had recovered, he just got out of bed and went to the window to look out.The rain outside was still falling, but the momentum was much smaller. It seemed that it would stop in a while.Under the reflection of the looming lightning in the sky, he saw a carriage driving towards the distance in the rain.

It's seven o'clock.The ball was about to begin, all the servants were busy making preparations, the dinner was set, the band was in place, and the guests gathered in the hall, chatting leisurely.Scarlett had told Paul once before, but now she couldn't help repeating what she said: "This is your first time attending a ball, so you must not make mistakes. You haven't danced before, remember, thousand Wan keeps up with the beat and cannot step on the partner's shoes, this is the simplest request..." Not seeing Andrew, not seeing Angela, and having to be trained, Paul began to doubt whether it was the right decision for him to agree to come to the dance.He even missed the nursery he had never been in.