As Karenin planned, they entered the first five minutes of the start.

Karenin met quite a few acquaintances, for example, in the aisle, he ran into Karenin's political rival Stremov.

"It's rare to see you relax, Karenin." Stremov said with a smile.

"It's rare to see you with you, Mrs. Karenin." The man tilted his head and smiled at Anna.

Anna looked at the Stremov. Short reddish-brown hair, as a government official, this color is not very strict, a face is slightly rounder than Karenin, looks good-tempered, eyebrows are pleasant, the whole person looks a little lazy, but the words that come out are not very friendly.

Karenin frowned slightly, he had always disliked this Stremov, but their prefect liked this kind of guy. Tearing his face is not something he will do, and it is not good for him to do it.

While Karenin was organizing the language, Anna had already taken a step forward and smiled: "My husband is always busy with official business, although as a wife who wholeheartedly supports her husband's work, it is reasonable to complain, but it is human nature, Mr. Stremov, how can a wife not want to go out with her husband." Luckily, Alexei always managed to balance his career and family, which made me have to praise him in front of people. ”

Stremov listened to Anna's words and raised an eyebrow.

"That's right, I admire, Karenin." Stremov looked at Karenin and smiled hypocritically.

"Only by stabilizing the family can we rest assured that our career is fundamental, just like people need to get married and have children when they grow up, which is not only the law of nature, but also the law of our society, which cannot be violated." Karenin said calmly, it is not good to answer again.

Stremov laughed a few more times, and then left pleasantly.

"I don't like that person." Seryosha said. Although the round-faced uncle just now praised him for being smart, he didn't like the tone of the person's speech to his father, and he hated it.

"Like or dislike shouldn't be your rule of thumb for things to do later, Seryosha." Karenin said lightly.

"I think Seryosha decided not to like him because he sensed that gentleman was unfriendly to you." Anna said slowly.

Karenin was somewhat surprised.

Seryosha blushed a little, and her small hand took Anna's hand, but her face quietly tilted to the side, trying to hide something.

Karenin looked at his son, then raised his hand, patted Seryosha lightly on the shoulder, and whispered: "It's nothing. After saying that, he withdrew his hand, and then continued, "Remember what I said, Seryosha, preferences should not be your guideline. ”

Seryosha nodded and did not speak.

Karenin forgave him for the time being for the time being, for it was still inappropriate to say nothing. It's not good to have bad habits.

They sat down in their seats.

On the second floor, with a one-sided telescope, the location is spacious, and there are many nobles around.

Anna took a look, and it was fine, she was far from that Stremov, but not so lucky, she was closer to Count Vronsky.

"Anna, dear, am I right?" Petersy said with a surprised and smiling smile, she paused, glanced at Karenin, then looked back at Anna, and said, "Our dear Karenin is finally willing to put aside his work for a while?" ”

"I don't think I'm married to work, dear Petersy." Karenin kissed Petersy's hand, making a slight joke, not taking the latter's joke seriously.

Count Vronsky greeted Karenin, and then looked at Anna, his beautiful eyes filled with joy, as if the doubts and embarrassments of the past were gone. It was as if he had fallen back into a love for Anna's appearance, and for this reason he even completely ignored Karenin's existence.

Anna greeted Count Vronsky lightly, which, to Vronsky, seemed more like some kind of reserve.

He was sure that Anna was a great mismatch for her current husband, Vronsky, and that Anna had no love for Karenin, something that was hot and flame-like.

"Do you like the Swedish singer too?" Vronsky tries to use this as an opening statement, which usually would be a good ** signal.

Anna looked back at Vronsky and smiled: "I don't have any liking for this, if you want to say that there is research on this, maybe you and my husband will have more common language, Count Vronsky." ”

Vronsky choked on him, and he stopped talking.

Anna turned her face and prepared to enjoy the opera in peace.

And Petsy had already taken it into her eyes, her amorous violet eyes wandering between Anna and Vronsky, and finally opened the feather fan to cover the lower half of her face, so that it was impossible to see what she was thinking.

Karenin was not ignorant of everything.

He had always asserted that a beautiful woman would naturally attract many admirers, which was beyond reproach, and he had always believed that Anna would handle this qiē, but that did not mean that the same wild bee and butterfly pounced on his wife, and he could turn a blind eye, but, as usual, he was convinced again that he was right to trust in his wife.

For this reason, the young Petersburg dignitary was finally able to enjoy the opera with all his heart.

What the people on stage were singing, Anna didn't know much anymore.

Today she is sure of one thing, she has no taste for the art of opera.

Karenin did not have much interest in the art of opera, and even though he watched the whole opera and devoted himself to it, he always grasped the essence and answered satisfactory answers when asked, so as to make the conversation more pleasant, not all flattery, in order to achieve his own ends.

Yes. It is the purpose of achieving his political purpose that the opera is for Karenin.

After the show, they decided to go to the restaurant for dinner before going home.

"Sir, do you need a red candle?" The waiter asked.

Usually, he will always light a red candle for couples to symbolize love, but it is not common to go on dates with children, and some husbands are always reluctant to let other single girls know that they are married.

"Not really." Karenin said.

The waiter nodded knowingly, and glanced at Anna with a slight sympathy.

Although the waiter thought she was doing something hidden, Anna still felt it.

She looked at Karenin, and suddenly there was a small unpleasantness in her heart.

Do you still want to pretend to be an unmarried lad?

Then you should hide your seven-year-old son first, and let the sun bake your cold face.

Naturally, Anna didn't say the above words. She just pulled the corners of her mouth and allowed herself to smile and asked the other party, "Why don't you have a red candle?" Alexey. ”