[British and American Entertainment] Sonnets to Olivia

~~~~~ Eyes are raining for him, but heart is holding an umbrella for her. This is love. ~~~~~ The next weekend will be the next weekend when I meet Tom again. He is about to graduate soon, and he has a lot of things to do.

"Are you going to Cambridge soon?" Olivia and Tom took a walk along the Thames River. The swans in the river swam leisurely, breaking the calm of the water.

"School won't start until October, but I'm going back to London first to see my family." Tom was walking by the side of the river. The swans in the river looked elegant, but they were scary when they went crazy, "You So, when will you return to America?"

"It's almost October, and my brother should go back." Olivia didn't like England at first, but now because of one person, she wants to spend more time in this country that is almost always rainy.

"Then have you decided which university you want to go to?" Tom had already started to calculate the airfare from England to the United States in his mind. Although his family was well off, he still had to support himself for things like chasing girls.

"This..." Olivia was stunned for a moment, and then she suddenly remembered that she lied that she was 18 years old, "I think it's probably a university on the west coast, my father went to Caltech, and my brother went to Stanford , I guess it’s just these two.”

"Caltech, I remember you said that your father was a scholar who studied orchids?" Tom only knew that Caltech's physics and astronomy majors were very good, but he didn't know anything about biology.

"My dad studied biology, and orchids are just his hobby. His main job now is to investigate the wild living conditions of some wild animals with my mother and assist in the establishment of various wildlife sanctuaries." Olivia's parents She didn't force her children to do the same work as them, but she and her brother both chose the same path.It is normal to fall in love with all the beautiful creatures in this world.

"I used to want to be a cowboy, and I still want to be." Tom looked at Olivia with some envy. He wanted to be a cowboy or an actor, but his father ruthlessly laughed at them.

"Cowboy, hahaha, you?" Olivia burst out laughing. She looked at Tom and didn't think she was similar to those rough and rough cowboys at all.

"What's the matter, don't I look like a cowboy?" Tom crossed his arms in a whip-flashing motion.

"No, no, not at all." Olivia put away her smile, looked up into Tom's eyes, "Are you more like a poet, a writer, or a prince?"

"So, my middle name is really William, but it's not William. Arthur. Philip. Louis." Tom thinks that Prince William is the Prince Charming in the dreams of girls all over the world, so Olivia should be very happy too. Like him, "The prince is also studying at Eton now, only one grade lower than me. Once their grade played a football match, and I was the referee."

"Oh, looking at Charles now, I know William will be bald ten years later." Olivia shook her head in disgust.

"Haha." Tom stroked his hair while laughing. Although he was not yet 20, his father didn't seem to be very optimistic about his hair volume, and there was a great possibility that he would inherit the hair loss to himself.

"I seem to have forgotten to tell you, my surname is Strong?" Olivia realized that Tom didn't know her surname, and let him call it affectionately until now, "Actually, the name on my passport My name is Ophelia Strong, but my mother thinks Ophelia's fate is too miserable, so she calls me Olivia on weekdays."

"Thomas. William Hiddleston." Tom stretched out his hand and shook Olivia again. "It's a pleasure meeting you again, Miss Strong."

When the two laughed and introduced each other again, raindrops fell from the sky again.But in the drizzle, neither of them planned to run to hide from the rain. Instead, they still strolled along the river bank.

But then it rained harder and harder, and the two had to hide in a coffee shop.

"Latte, no cream." Olivia felt that the British were too sweet, and she couldn't stand it.

"Earl with milk, do you want a pudding, Olivia?" Tom likes sweet food very much.

"No need, Karen will probably make apple pie when I get home." Her grandmother is also a person who can't live without sweets, and she has to make several sweets every day.

The two sat by the window with their respective drink glasses. The pattering rain would stop at some point, and their topics would never be repeated. The two kept chatting until the sky darkened.

"It's time for me to go home. If I'm late for dinner, Karen will talk about me again." Olivia really didn't want to leave, but she didn't want to make Karen angry either.

"I'll see you off." Tom also wanted to stay with her for a while. He supported Olivia's waist and helped open the glass door of the cafe.

It was still raining lightly outside, but this still did not affect the good mood of the two of them.

Tom looked down at Olivia beside him, the drizzle on her hair like a chocolate cake with frosting.

Olivia felt his gaze, she turned her head and looked up at him.

Tom stretched out his hand, and he gently stroked the raindrops off her eyebrows, then bowed his head and kissed her lips.

Olivia only felt that his lips were cold, but the raindrops hitting her face made the temperature of his lips warmer and warmer.She stood on tiptoe and even put her arms around his neck.Although this was her first kiss, she didn't want it to end too soon.

Tom didn't know whether her lips were sweet, or whether the raindrops were nectar, but everything he tasted was like honey.He moved his hands to Olivia's waist and pulled him into his arms.

Just when the two were inseparable, a piercing applause sounded.

"Bravo! Tom, you won, and I am convinced that I lost." Duke stood not far away, holding a black umbrella, and clapped his hands desperately, "After we enter Cambridge, I will Will tell my dad to leave you the best dormitory."

"What are you talking about, Angus?" Tom didn't let go of Olivia. He could see the malice on Duke's face. He must have been jealous of himself all this time.

"Didn't we make a bet when we met her on the first day, Tom?" Duke approached the two, he put away his umbrella, and pointed at Olivia with the end of the umbrella, "Who can Whoever wins Sophie Marceau's first kiss will give up a better dormitory after going to Cambridge."

When Olivia heard this, she pushed Tom away suddenly, and then rushed directly in front of Duke.

Duke was taken aback. He had been beaten by her once before, so he was very afraid of her approaching him.He raised his hands, covering his entire face.But his hands are small and his face is big, he can cover his chin but not his forehead.

But this time Olivia didn't hit him, but just grabbed his collar, "Is what you just said true?"

Duke is only 170 now, and he has completely lost to her in terms of momentum, "Yes..., it is true."

After Duke answered, Olivia slapped him across the face.He staggered twice, hit the railing of the embankment directly, and then lost his balance and fell into the Thames River.

"Olivia, I never made such a bet with him, I swear by everything in my future!" Tom grabbed Olivia with one hand, stretched out the other, and swore to her.

"Let go, Tom!" Olivia lowered her head, she didn't dare to look at him.The scene when the two met for the first time came to mind again. The annoying guy said "Sophie Marceau", what else?

But isn't Sophie Marceau's famous work called "The First Kiss"? Is everything he did just a gamble?

She didn't know these boys well, and she had never come into contact with such boys.She couldn't tell if Tom's words were true, but she really wanted to believe him.

"It doesn't matter if you're angry and want to hit me, but Olivia, I really..." Tom was eager to explain that he and Angus really didn't go the same way.

"So I'm a rude American girl in your eyes, right?" Olivia shook off Tom's hand, and she only felt a gap between the two of them.It doesn't matter whether his words are true or false, she is not Audrey Hepburn, and he is not Gregory.Pike, this isn't even Rome.

Even Princess Diana died forever in a foreign land two years ago, that Paris that seemed to be beautiful but was actually dead.

"No, Olivia, you are in my eyes..." Tom looked at Olivia, her eyes were filled with tears, slowly bursting.The rain covered her cheeks, but it didn't merge with the tears at all.

"Help, I can't swim!"

Before Tom could finish speaking, Duke's cry for help was interrupted.Duke really can't swim, and although the river here is not wide, the water is deep enough to drown an adult.

"Go and save your stupid friend!" Olivia ran away without looking back, and Tom couldn't just watch Duke drown, so he could only choose to jump into the river to save him.

Fleeing back to Karen's house, she sat on the porch, unwilling to go in.

"Oh, my little sweetheart, what's wrong with you?" Karen knew something bad had happened when she saw that her granddaughter was soaking wet and crying out of breath.And now the only thing she can worry about is the boy, "No, I should ask, what's wrong with Tom?"

"Is it...they all love to lie?" Olivia wiped away her tears and snot, hoping to get an answer from Karen.

"That depends on what kind of lie it is." Karen took out a towel and helped her dry her hair. "What did Tom do?"

Olivia choked up twice, and she suddenly realized that she didn't dare to face reality.In her heart she wanted to be sure that Tom wasn't such a mean man, but she was afraid that was the truth.

If all of this is as Duke said, then she really has to be crazy like Ophelia.

Shakespeare was right, women are indeed fragile and crazy!

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Recommend everyone to watch a movie "The Noble Aristocrat"