Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 93 Hitting the Right Side

Paul couldn’t find a suitable answer to this question for a while—anyone would be embarrassed—after all, it cannot be said that Mrs. Butler’s husband is my legal guardian. matter) so I entrusted my separated wife to take care of myself. I am afraid that few people can understand the intricate causes and consequences, and it is enough to write.What's worse is that this is not the whole truth. Does he have to say that he is an illegitimate child abandoned by his parents?He didn't take it seriously at first, but when the incident came to an end, he realized that it wasn't a matter if he didn't take it seriously, and it wasn't a matter if he took it seriously—God, what did he think these two sentences were for, Almost got him hooked.But he had to say something, otherwise it seemed even more unnatural.

"I am, a relative of Mrs. Butler." Paul only thought of this move in a hurry, and his answer was still very vague. Fortunately, Angela didn't ask him what kind of relative he was, otherwise he really couldn't answer. up.

"You just came today?" For some reason, Paul could feel the anticipation under Angela's calm tone.He was a little strange, and felt that it would be better to conceal the previous incident, so he nodded.Immediately, her eyes that were also filled with anticipation disappeared, as if his action was a dull hammer blow, shattering an unrealistic dream of hers.

"Oh, I see. You go out first, I want to be alone for a while." Angela's expression calmed down, but her tone still retained the arrogance common to young ladies, and she habitually gave orders to Paul.

"This is my room, you should be the one to go out." Paul hated the rich daughters of little girls the most, and he was very rude when answering.

"This is my home." Angela didn't get angry because of the unexpected confrontation, but just reminded Paul to pay attention to the facts, but Paul didn't accept that.

"No one robbed you. But now I live here, and with your parents' consent." Paul didn't use honorifics in front, but deliberately put it behind, trying to annoy Angela.

A hint of annoyance flashed across Angela's face. This expression revealed her true age, but Paul felt that she was a little more normal than when she was trying to calm down just now.It's just that that expression only lasted for a moment, and she quickly returned to that indifferent look, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I was rude just now, I apologize to you. I will go first, and I will not disturb your rest. Goodbye. "She opened the door, ready to exit.

It would be fine if Angela cried because of him. At most, Paul apologized to her and avoided such a charming lady.But now seeing that she still didn't lose her demeanor even though she was angry, he suddenly felt that what he said was a little too much, he wanted to stop her to apologize but couldn't say it, he felt very uncomfortable, so he just stood there awkwardly.Suddenly, he remembered the note in his hand, and with an idea, he hurriedly called to her and said, "Wait, I have something to ask you."

Angela stopped when she touched the doorknob, but still turned her back to him, and asked without emotion: "What's the matter?"

"You know Jack too?" Paul raised the notebook in his hand.

Angela turned around very fast, so fast that she almost fell due to the shift of her center of gravity, but she immediately stabilized her figure, her eyes were fixed on the notebook in Paul's hand, and her tone of voice insisted on filtering out concern. Showing a calmness: "You know that guy too?"

"Can't your address be more polite?" Paul frowned, "Yes, I'm his friend."

"Are you from Atlanta too?" Angela asked suddenly.

"Yes." Paul had almost forgotten that there was such a place in the world.

"How long have you been here?" Angela continued to question.

"It's been more than two weeks." Paul felt like a prisoner being interrogated, and this uncomfortable feeling made his tone a little impatient.

"You just said that you only arrived today." Angela pointed out the contradiction in his words calmly.

"I mean, I just got here today, and I stayed in a hotel by myself before." Paul's brain turned quickly, and he rounded up the previous words smoothly.Then he shot back immediately: "I was going to ask you and now you are asking me, which almost confused me. How did you know Jack?"

"This is my business, don't worry about it." Angela didn't want to answer this question.

"Then what are you doing with this thing?" Paul didn't give up, clutching the notebook.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Angela asked coldly.

"Of course it matters!" Paul finally became excited, but he still tried to control the volume as much as possible, otherwise he was worried that Angela would faint with his loud voice, and he didn't have smelling salts on him.He tried his best to calmly talk about the information he got from the notebook, as well as the ominous letter, and he even told the whole thing about the simple farewell at the end, which was left with a mystery of despair.What he wanted to hide just now was suddenly made public, and he felt a burst of relief in his heart, because he was not the kind of person who could keep secrets.In his heart there are only what he wants to say and what he doesn't want to say, and he has long known that what he wants to say is usually what others don't want to hear, and what they don't want to say is what they are passionate about. The word "secret" was too abstract for Paul, invisible and intangible, so he dismissed it.

Angela quietly listened to Paul's grammatical mistakes and substandard pronunciation. Fortunately, his narration was smooth. She had a general understanding of what happened since she pretended to be hypnotized by Jack and Kevin for the first time in Atlanta. thing.That day Uncle Kevin and himself went upstairs without saying a word and somehow tried to hypnotize himself but failed, and then changed to Jack.Seeing that both of them looked very strange, and refused to speak clearly in front of her, she pretended to be hypnotized by Jack's crappy hypnotism without the aid of music and without her trust, trying to figure out what they were talking about. What a trick.After successfully deceiving the two of them, she didn't feel anyone moving on her, but instead heard the conversation between Jack and Kevin, two people who had known each other for less than an hour.She remembered those words clearly, and the content and form were so bizarre that she almost couldn't control her voice to cry out several times.From one eye she secretly opened, she saw Uncle Kevin bring Jack to the mirror in her room, asking him to hypnotize himself!It didn't take long for Jack to pull it off, a total puppet at his mercy, no faking it, before they had a conversation, exactly Uncle Kevin asking questions and Jack answering them.Reminiscent of the same virtues she had when she was hypnotized for the first time, Angela felt fear and anger at the same time, neither of these two emotions caused her vocal cords to vibrate enough, not to mention the sentence after sentence that made her heart skip a beat .She didn't know who the "Dr. Duncan" they were talking about, where "Hartford" was, or what caused the "Chinese riots". What does that have to do with Jack.But this is not what made her angry the most, until she heard from Jack that the reason why he tried his best to help her was because of a portrait that was exactly the same as hers, she immediately hated this hypocritical guy .Unexpectedly, when she was still gnashing her teeth, they suddenly fell silent. She only heard the sound of Uncle Kevin waking Jack up. The way he looked aroused her disgust—or fear, and she didn't even want to look at him.Then she felt that someone pulled her sleeve up, and she got an injection inexplicably in a cool feeling. She was afraid of pain, although she was trained systematically by her father, she was still afraid, but she insisted on clinging to the injection Gritting her teeth and enduring it, she began to admire herself.Then they thought she was asleep and went downstairs, leaving her upstairs to digest all the shock and anger.She hadn't digested them until she met Paul.After meeting Paul, he answered some of his doubts to some extent, but he threw her a bigger, bottomless secret.That sentence is not difficult to understand, but what caused Jack to sigh so hopelessly, and what does it have to do with his leaving a book, she couldn't figure out these questions.

At her age, no matter what she was thinking in her heart, a little girl could tell on her face. It was just that Paul didn't understand the little girl's thoughts enough, so in his eyes, he only saw Angela frowning all the time thinking about her own affairs but not thinking about herself. Knowing what she was thinking, although her eyes were looking in his direction, they did not gather light, completely ignoring him.Paul felt that the atmosphere was a bit dull, and he didn't want to break the deadlock by breaking the deadlock with a few jokes that didn't care about meat and vegetables like he used to do with his cronies in New Orleans, so he stood aside.

Angela's scattered, wave-like eyes finally regrouped, and the blue eyes looked at Paul, who was forced into a sculpture by herself, without blinking, and said softly, "Please show me his notes." one time."

Paul secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily handed over the diary.The desire to unlock the secret was overwhelming, and he didn't know why he was doing it, but he had to do it now.Because there were too many things inside, Angela took it out and went out. Seeing her leave, Paul felt a little more relaxed, and he was no longer as nervous as he was when he was lying on the bed.He didn't go to bed so quickly, his eyes were looking at the high ceiling, but there were two small shadows lingering in his heart all the time, the images of Andrew and Angela gradually became clear in his mind, these two people were not very important to him They are friendly, but he doesn't hate them. On the contrary, when he thinks of them, he can't help but smile slightly: these two children are interesting.