It was still early for dinner, and Anthony had been out all day today, and Mrs. Kuhl was afraid that they would be hungry, so she prepared cheese and snacks for them, as well as milk tea.

Mrs. Chull was a lovely and cheerful person, kind-hearted and enthusiastic, and when she saw that Eleven was horribly thin, she desperately urged her to eat, and longed to stuff all these snacks, cheese, and milk tea into her stomach.

Although Eleven doesn't like cheese and milk tea, he also eats a lot.

She was cold, silent, and lively on the way back, laughing, talkative, and like a clever girl, which amused Mr. and Mrs. Chull very much, and Mrs. Kuhl, especially Mrs. Kull, showed her all kinds of treasures, and even the photo album they often took to see in the living room was also preciously introduced to Eleven.

Mr. and Mrs. Kuhl have a boy, the children are married, and one year the family of three went on vacation to Italy and the plane crashed. The Kuhl family lost their son, daughter-in-law and grandson, and only the two elders remained. Eleven looked at the young man in the album and Mrs. Kull's optimistic appearance, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

She couldn't help laughing at herself in her heart, since Mo Ye's incident, she seemed to have a little emotion, and she would also be touched by the pain of outsiders, I don't know whether she was happy or worried.

The two originally lived in a big city, but after the death of their child, the second elder was afraid of touching the scene, so he came to this secluded village and started life again. From Mr. Kuhl's conversation. Eleven learns that the Kuhl family has a very famous cosmetics company, which is running very well, and Kull is the majority shareholder, even if the two elders don't have to do anything for the rest of their lives, it is enough for them to enjoy their lives. They look down on fame and fortune, and Eleven knows that their family is very rich when they look at the decoration and furnishings in this house.

Mr. Kuhl likes to play chess, and usually likes to play with Mrs. Chull, but he dislikes Mrs. Chull's poor skills and lack of brains, and since he knew that Anthony can play chess, he has always pulled him to have a good time.

The old man's wise eyes were full of satisfaction, and he sometimes praised Anthony for his outstanding chess skills, and he had only barely managed to draw with him after decades of play.

Eleven and Mrs. Kull sat on the side watching the battle, she looked at Anthony's noble and beautiful hands like artists, her heart was unstable, how Mo Ye's hands, she didn't remember.

Her memory only stayed five years ago, the night was very cold, she couldn't sleep, she had nothing to do in his arms, she often played with his hands, the man's fingers were also very slender, the hands were very beautiful, he once thought that it was a pity that he didn't play the piano.

It's just that five years ago, his hands looked a little thin, like a beautiful woman, just pretty. Unlike Anthony's hands, in addition to being beautiful, they also feel very powerful, as if they can hold up a piece of the sky.

Very different.

He played chess very attentively, chatting with Mr. Chur from time to time, occasionally interjecting between the two women, and he was also very talkative and laughing, and liked Mr. Chur.

"Xiao Qi, why did you come all the way here?" Mrs. Chull asked her curiously, "There are very few travelers here, who are you looking for?" ”

Eleven remembered that she had agreed to Mrs. Coul's suggestion to find someone, and that it was too late to change her words, and she chuckled, "It's nothing, I left something here in the past, and I'll find it." ”

Five years ago, she accidentally left her heart and her feelings here, and the purpose of her coming was just to get it back, and she wouldn't be stupid for anyone anymore, and she would be calm eleven again.

Since knowing the relationship between Mo Ye and the old witch, Eleven knew that she couldn't kill him, although she wanted to, she couldn't, the old witch was cold-hearted and didn't care about anyone's life or death. But the Mo brothers are related to her after all, plus Su Man...... Su Man has a friendship with her, others bear her, she can ignore it, but others are kind to her, she can remember it for a lifetime, and she can tie the strings.

The old witch was so kind to her, without her, she would have been beaten to death in the boxing ring, she would have starved to death for a long time, she had no chance to grow up, and she would not have had the opportunity to get so many relatives and friendships.

How could she be ungrateful and attack her relatives, no matter whether the old witch cared or not, she couldn't, no matter how Mo Ye treated her and how he hurt her.

This resentment in my heart may not be able to get rid of it.

The only thing she can do is to be a stranger from now on, never know each other again, completely break off this complicated relationship, and she doesn't have to remember anyone anymore.

When she was on the island, Cheng Anya seemed to see something, she said, there is no love, where is the hate, only if you don't love, you don't feel anything, just like an ordinary stranger.

"What's missing?" Anthony asked suddenly, his eyes not looking at Eleven, but at the chessboard, but he was indeed asking her.

"I won't tell you." Eleven laughed and mingled, and she found one thing, a smile was really a beautiful symbol, and when she was Eleven, she rarely could laugh.

But when she thought of herself as someone else, it turned out to be easy to smile.

Even things that I never know how to say are easy to say, such as humor, coquettishness, and livening up the atmosphere...... People are really weird.

"And who are you looking for? Someone who picked up your stuff? Mrs. Kuhl asked curiously.

Eleven thought for a moment and said with a smile, "No, he died, and he said he came to find it, but he came to pay respects." ”

Anthony wanted to move the king's hand, but paused, but for a few seconds did not move, and his white face with long eyelashes was covered with a faint silhouette. Mr. Kuhl, who was on the other side, thought he was thinking and didn't interrupt him.

It's just, the next move, the position is obvious, is it necessary to think about it for so long?

Anthony moved the king as if nothing had happened, taking the same step as he had planned.

Mrs. Kull continued to talk to Eleven, not asking her where she came from, but only her interests and what she usually liked, and Eleven told her the truth, sometimes laughing like a bell. Mrs. Coult couldn't smile from ear to ear.

When it was time for dinner, Mrs. Chull went to prepare dinner, Mr. Chull went to help, Eleven got up and asked Mr. Chull to stay, she went to help, Mrs. Chull refused, saying that there was no reason for the guests to do it.

Eleven had no choice but to give up.

turned around, but saw Anthony looking at her with burning eyes, he supported his chin with one hand, his sky blue eyes seemed to be deep and charming, and he was very imposing in a random pose, and there were few female killers.

Eleven tugged at the corners of her lips, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

"You cook for cooking?"

"Why wouldn't I."

"I thought you wouldn't."

"Looks like you don't have enough intelligence."

"Indeed, otherwise it wouldn't have ......" Anthony's voice stopped at the right moment, Eleven pursed his lips, and without Mr. and Mrs. Cool as a bridge, the atmosphere between the two of them was a little strange.

"Xiao Qi, do you know how to play chess? Let's have a game. ”

Eleven wanted to refuse, but for some reason, she didn't like to have too much contact with him, but when she saw the busy old couple in the kitchen, she dispelled her thoughts and was full of energy, "Okay." ”

Hold each piece of chess and start the battle.

"Are you telling the truth?" Anthony asked.

Eleven stared, "What really?" ”

"When something is lost, the person dies." Anthony asked nonchalantly, his expression indifferent, as if unintentional.

"Nature is true." Eleven took a step, "What about you?" It's also true that you are separated from your lover? ”

"Absolutely."

"It's hard to find." Eleven doesn't care if he's true or not, and then his words go on, he can't be cold, this identity is still very suitable for a lively atmosphere.

"It doesn't matter." Anthony replied lightly, with a pleasant smile on his lips, as if he was enjoying playing chess with her.

For some reason, Eleven had a very strange feeling in his heart, as if he was ...... She struggled to suppress the doubt.

"You're doing a good game of chess."

"Don't laugh, you're clearly letting me." Eleven gave him a blank look, "Fools can't see it." ”

She didn't play chess very well, and the old witch required them to be all-rounder, and everything that humans could do required them to be proficient, but after all, human energy was limited, how could they be proficient in everything.

"Well, I'm a fool, so I can't see it." Anthony said quietly.

XI. "......"

What is this man talking about?

"Anthony, why did you take the melancholy route." Eleven laughed and joked, she didn't like the expression on his face at all, it seemed to be self-deprecating, it seemed to be sarcasm, and it seemed to be remorse......

It's complicated.

She likes simple things, one is one, two is two, and she doesn't like things that are too complicated.

Anthony suddenly smiled wickedly, supported his chin with one hand, and posed in a very melancholy pose, looking like a melancholy prince, "I heard that melancholy men are easy to tempt women." ”

Eleven laughed at the corners of his lips, "Who did you listen to?" ”

"It's in the book."

Eleven was speechless again, "The author of your book must have published it himself." ”

"You don't like it?"

"I don't like it at all."

"And what kind of man do you like?"

"I like pretty men." Eleven thought of a sentence that Ye Wei often put on her lips, and it was very convenient to use it.

Anthony was stunned for a moment, his eyes sank, his face was a little dark, and he seemed to be annoyed, but gradually, the anger subsided. Like pretty men...... Pretty man......

He's beautiful.

Anthony touched his face, "Am I not pretty?" ”

"I know anyone prettier than you."

“……”

Eleven's mood suddenly became a little happy, and he gradually realized that this man still had something cute.

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Sisters, ask for a gold medal at the end of the month. Continue with Anthony and Little Seven.

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