After swallowing, Annuo looked at the manuscript in front of him, still a little in disbelief.
He stood up, opened the closet, and found a piece of clothing that he had made for himself a long time ago. That piece of clothing had never been worn since the big art exhibition.
After adjusting the buttons of his vest, An Nuo breathed out.
Know yourself, Lawrence.
Patting his face, Annuo gritted his teeth and walked out of the room without hesitation.
...
Harley sat on a small stool and held her face.
The afternoon sun penetrated into the house, and Harry's smart and wise eyes seemed a little absent-minded.
Bang!
"Ah!" Harley was startled.
Appearing at the door was An Nuo with a serious expression.
Annuo, who was usually elegant, went out of his way and strode up to Harley.
"Miss, would you like to dance with me?" Although the words were calm, Harry could clearly hear the force and patience hidden behind them.
She lowered her head and thought for a moment.
The fingertips trembled slightly and came into contact with Annuo's palm.
What Annuo saw was the brilliance that only bloomed for a moment in the past.
"Of course, sir."
Annuo gently took Harley's hand, and the two looked at each other, into each other's eyes, and into each other's souls.
There was no accompaniment or music, and the two of them just danced in the empty studio.
Harley smiled, and Annuo also smiled.
Annuo has made up his mind.
He has been asking himself, is he really ready to deal with this kind of thing?
Now, he's done it.
As for when did the feelings arise?
who knows.
...
Both of them have been in high society all year round, so the dance steps are naturally very familiar to them.
Maybe because they felt it would be a little awkward to stop, the two of them just kept dancing.
Until the hair is wet with sweat.
Annuo put his arm around Harley's waist.
His eyes were open, just looking into Harley's eyes.
"Harley."
"Um."
"I think I'm in love with you."
"I know."
"Why?"
"Because I'm in love with you too, Lawrence."
After this conversation, the two of them let go of each other in unison, their faces turned red, and they turned their backs, not daring to look at each other.
Such shameful words! Why did they come out of my mouth! x2
At the door leading from the studio to the mansion, three figures overlap one another.
"Manlio, lie down a little lower and let me see Lawrence and the little girl."
"Aunt Anna, I can't lie down anymore."
"Mrs. Anna, Mr. Manlio, please lower your voice. I feel like the master has discovered us."
Outside the window.
"Hey, teacher, how do you feel about Lawrence and Harley?"
"Stable."
Annuo and Harley, who were in the center of the line of sight, also noticed something was wrong.
Harley coughed twice, then picked up the real purpose of coming here today, Annuo's new design, and smiled awkwardly: "Lawrence, I'll go back first."
"Ah, well, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
After saying that, Harry quickly opened the door and ran out like a rabbit running away.
Annuo followed to the door and sighed slightly when he saw Harley running away.
Then he turned sideways and saw Leonardo da Vinci and Verrocchio lying on the windowsill.
"We didn't see anything, Lawrence."
"Yes, I didn't see it."
An Nuo looked speechlessly at the two teachers who were trying to cover up their mistakes and laughing crazily.
"If you want to laugh, just laugh." An Nuo felt numb.
He has given up struggling.
As soon as I walked into the studio, there was shocking laughter behind me.
Annuo gritted his teeth, walked quickly into the house, and opened the door to the mansion.
Then he saw three heads looking at him.
"Teacher, good afternoon." Manlio, please don't just start saying hello as if it's nothing.
"Master, have you eaten?" Lu Silan, are you sick?
"Ugh..." Aunt, please don't cry!!!
An Nuo couldn't stand it anymore, so he pushed the three people away, ran upstairs without looking back, and closed his office door with a bang.
He sat on the bed, looking at the red sky, wanting to cry without tears.
What is this all about...
Harley's case.
The small tailor shop opened by Harley and Fiona has been renovated.
After getting enough money, Fiona bought a large store in a good location and moved everything there.
And because of Harley's recent plans, Fiona is considering whether to recruit students or something.
After all, if you want to truly change this troublesome and ugly way of dressing, the disclosure of technology is necessary.
However, Fiona found that Harry, who went to get the design drawings today, was a little strange when he came back.
His eyes were dull and his cheeks were red.
Must be sick.
Fiona went out to see the doctor.
............
the next day.
Lawrence Studio.
Da Vinci hugged Manlio, and the two looked at each other affectionately.
"Harley."
"Um."
"I love you."
"I know."
"Why?"
"Because I am too hahahahahahahaha!" Manlio couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud.
The two of them laughed together.
The veins on Annuo's head were exposed.
"You two, get out of here!!!"
An easel flew directly across the sky.
Da Vinci and Manlio ran out while laughing.
"These two bastards..." Annuo's face turned red with anger.
Although he is very happy that Manlio can become more lively, it is a bit too lively!
A fat hand rested on Annuo's shoulder.
An Nuo looked back: "Aunt Anna."
Aunt Anna nodded and pulled Lawrence to sit down.
She patted Annuo on the shoulder: "My young man, have you thought about it?"
Annuo was stunned.
He knew what Aunt Anna was talking about.
After lowering his head and thinking for a few seconds, emotion still defeated reason: "I've thought about it, Auntie."
Aunt Anna laughed all of a sudden: "That's good, that's good. You are not young anymore, I should say you are very old. I am happy for you, Lawrence."
Annuo nodded.
Sometimes, a man has to make a decision.
...
Fiona called the doctor.
Harley was on the verge of tears: "Doctor, I'm really not sick!"
...
Annuo stroked the "Goddess Love" he made.
Did I have expected this day to make this piece of jewelry?
All of Biano's works are more gorgeous, more precious, and more expensive jewelry, "goddess love".
He wrote a letter and sent it to Lu Silan.
Then he dressed up, making himself look more energetic than ever, looked at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath.
Men and women who hate feelings and long for freedom finally choose to take that step.