Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

Klein originally wanted to go by himself, but Dick insisted on going with him.

As a last resort, the two walked to the big house of the Sweet family together.

Sweet didn't notice them at first, but after being reminded by Parton, he looked up, but it was only a glance, then he looked back flatly, as if he didn't see them at all.

"What expression does he have?" Dick was dissatisfied.

Klein said, "He is reading, we disturbed him."

"Tch," Dick snorted, "I don't know what's so good about those broken books."

Sweet didn't respond. Patton went downstairs and walked out from the door of the big house. He came to the iron gate, opened the door and asked, "Master Klein, are you here to see the flowers?"

More than half of the two-color flowers in the flower bed are in bloom, and the golden petals are shining brightly, but they are not yet in full bloom. I heard that the two-color flowers that are in bloom will be as dazzling as gold.

Dick glanced past Butler Parton, glanced at the flower bed, and said, "We're not looking at the flowers, we're here to find your young master to come out and play."

Klein let out an embarrassed "hmm".

Dick bumped Klein with his shoulder: "Say it."

Klein couldn't, so he had to say to Butler Parton: "We are playing maracas, and we still need one person. I want to ask Sweet if he wants to play."

"This..." Butler Parton hesitated.

Dick got impatient with the wait and was upset for a while. He raised his head and said loudly to the balcony on the second floor: "Hey! Sweet! We are short of one person for maracas, will you come to play?"

"!" Klein suddenly looked at Dick.

Dick had an innocent look on his face: "When you are ready to brew, the sun has already set, so why don't you let me say it?"

Klein had nothing to say. Seeing his expression, Dick became even more upset, and added in a low voice: "What's the matter, is he a porcelain doll? Can I deafen him with just a few words?"

Klein: "..."

At this point, it makes no difference whether Klein says it or not.

He could only look at the balcony on the second floor, looked at Sweet's expression, and added embarrassingly: "If, if you feel uncomfortable, we can play by ourselves, don't force it."

Sweet looked up at them for a few seconds, not angry, put down his book, got up and walked to the railing, and said calmly, "I don't know how to play maracas."

Dick: "No, we can teach you, it's very simple."

Sweet's tone remained unchanged: "I'm not in good health, so I can't accompany you."

Klein wanted to let it go if he was not in good health, but Dick took the lead and said, "We just need a referee. You don't need to run and jump, just sit there."

Klein: "..."

What's the matter with Dick, why bother?

On the one hand, he felt that Dick was making trouble for no reason, and on the other hand, he also had some expectations.

He has always felt that Sweet is too far away from him, even if they stand together, they seem to be in two worlds.

If...Sweet could come down from the stairs and walk into their world, would he be able to get closer to Sweet?

Klein felt hot again.

It's not the heat from the sun on the skin, but the slightly tingling heat overflowing from under the skin.

Sweet looked down at them with half-lidded eyelids, and did not show any contemptuous expression. For a second, the corners of his lips even raised an inconspicuous arc, but there was no movement in those blue eyes.

It's not so much indifference as it is outright indifference.

He seemed to be examining another species. Neither Dick's sharp provocation nor Klein's secret expectation aroused his interest.

The sun was shining brightly, making Sweet's expression more and more indifferent, and Klein blinked.

In just this short moment, a smile that was always polite and full of distance appeared on Sweet's face.

He tilted his head slightly, and said in a half-smile tone: "I don't like basking in the sun."

After returning from Sweet's house, Klein and Dick were both a little absent-minded and even missed the connection ball.

When it was Dick's turn to serve, he held the ball in a daze for a long time, and finally cursed and smashed the ball into the sand.

"What's up Dick?"

"Do you want to fight?"

Dick raised his hand and went to rest. Klein was not in the mood either, and stood in the shade under a tree to drink water.

"Stay away from him," Dick said suddenly.

Klein didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Dick didn't look back and continued, "That fellow Sweet doesn't consider you a friend at all, don't you see that?"

Klein: "..."

Dick: "He, that's the look in the eyes of untouchable slaves. He looks down on us."

Dick went on self-consciously: "Oh, he is not much better. I asked the cousins ​​in the town, and they had never heard of the surname Newman. Maybe he was an illegitimate child. Living in a big house Do you feel superior to others?"

The Kingdom of Havre pays great attention to bloodlines, and the status of merchants is not high. Although Dick's family is rich, they are usually oppressed by the local nobles.

Dick has never been used to these dignified people, and Sweet rejected him so categorically, which completely hit his gunpoint.

Klein originally wanted to keep silent, but he heard Dick's words getting worse and worse. Even the illegitimate child came out. This is the most despised thing in the Kingdom of Havre, so he couldn't help saying: "Okay, stop talking nonsense."

They were the ones who interrupted Sweet first today.

If it were him, staying at home well, he would be unhappy if a few people he didn't know insisted on pulling him out to play with things he didn't like.

Besides, Sweet didn't say anything excessive.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Dick looked a little strangely, looked Klein up and down, and said with a sneer, "Do you really think he regards you as a friend?"

On one side was the person he yearned for, and on the other side was his long-time friend. Caught in the middle, Klein was in a dilemma. He raised his forehead and said, "It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, don't be angry."

Dick snorted: "How can a gentleman like him be friends with a fisherman's son? He probably thinks that there is a free coolie, and it's not for nothing. The richer the person, the more careful and economical he is."

This is venting one's personal anger over today's events.

"..." Klein's chest heaved a few times, he turned around and said, "I don't want to argue with you, you should calm down first."

Dick stopped him and said, "Klein, don't blame me for not reminding you, you will regret it if you get close to him again."

Klein paused, without looking back, and strode away.

Because Klein and Dick withdrew midway, the day's maracas trip broke up unhappy.

After returning, Klein tossed and turned, unable to sleep, thinking of Sweet's fleeting expression on the balcony.

It wasn't that he didn't take what Dick said to heart, but Sweet had been decent since he'd known each other and couldn't fault him.

He wasn't sure if he had read it wrong, so he went to the next door early the next day to verify it, but was told by Butler Patton that Sweet's condition had returned.

After that, Sweet didn't show up for a week. When I saw him again, the pond in the yard had been repaired.

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