novel-bin Chapter 117 Food
Chapter 117 Food
There was silence. After Clarence's words came out, Lucius didn't leave or respond, and even the expression on his face didn't seem to change.The complete hiding of emotions can only mean that he used Occlumency in a split second.
"You don't say anything, are you going to pretend you didn't hear it?" Clarence deeply understood that sentence at this time, whoever is tempted first will lose.If Lucius was going to leave without any response, Clarence really couldn't do anything with him.
"You are always so hot on your own, which makes it difficult for me to get along with you." Lucius spoke again, using a helpless tone.It's like coaxing a child who is completely out of the way: "Aren't you usually calm? Letting emotions control you is too inconsistent with your previous image."
"Don't make it sound like I'm playing a one-man show. Am I the only one entertaining myself? What are you worrying about?" Clarence didn't know whether his correct reaction now was to be angry or sad.
"I don't understand what you mean, if I did something to make you mistakenly think that I feel the same as you, I apologize." Lucius showed a flawless puzzled expression: "I always thought that what we achieved The relationship between lovers does not involve too much personal emotion. I appreciate you and would like to maintain such a relationship to deepen our cooperation and trust. If you just want to invite me to have lunch and have a pleasant afternoon, You can just tell me directly. On a voluntary basis, I would be more than happy to go to an appointment at my leisure."
"Is it because I didn't tell you my real name?" Clarence asked dejectedly, "Is this why you can't trust me, so you are inconsistent?"
"Although I cared about it at the beginning, but now that I think about it, you just let the people who should know know it and hide it from the people who shouldn't know it according to your own needs. There is nothing wrong with this. For our cooperation, what you provide Lambert's patriarchal status has enough credibility. As for other more personal information, it is not necessary for our cooperation. We are happy to respect the ** of others. For me, whether the lover's name is Henry or Nothing else has much to do with it. The point is that the relationship between the identity you represent and me is friendly enough."
"Is this what you have always done in the past? To attract someone's attention, and when you are sure that the other party is in deep trouble, Shi Shiran turns around and says that everything is just a misunderstanding. If at this time, the other party's use value has been cleared, then Propose the end of the game without hesitation. If the other party still has residual value, like me, politely let go of the responsibility, and generously express that you don’t mind, everything is up to you, and you participate voluntarily.” Clarence listened I understood what Lucius meant: "Usually, at this time, no one would have the cheek to ask you to voluntarily fulfill some lover's obligations. The relationship ends here, right?"
"This statement sounds full of malice." Lucius lowered his head, avoiding the long hair on the side of his face, without denying it.
"No wonder everyone says that Malfoy is an expert at manipulating people's hearts, haha." Clarence suddenly smiled: "You are willing to put yourself in it, who can beat you?"
"I don't understand what you mean."
"It's nothing." Clarence withdrew his smile, and looked at Lucius with the same teasing eyes he used to look at him: "This is the only time I am willing to tell you my real name myself, but since you don't want to know , I probably won’t think about this issue anymore. Just treat me as being sentimental.”
"If you want to say it, I can't stop you." Lucius' mouth trembled slightly, maintaining a flat tone.
"No, I don't want to say it anymore, and I don't plan to say it in the future. You go, I will write to you again." Clarence summoned a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen, regardless of whether Lucius stayed here or not, Concentrate on eating.
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Naturally, Lucius would not be unaware of the inconsistency in his attitude.
Everything was beyond control.Although the establishment of this so-called lover relationship has the influence of a momentary brain fever.But after calming down and thinking about it, Lucius didn't think there was anything wrong with it.A fair supply and demand relationship benefits both parties.
So when Winter asked Lucius to take the initiative to get close, even that night at Lambert Manor, he agreed.Since he said it himself, Lucius would not regret it himself.
The turning point of things started with the Patronus Charm.Although he didn't want to admit it, at the moment when the spell succeeded, Lucius really thought of Winter.And the unrecognizable patron saint, I also knew that it could only have something to do with Winter.
The matter of the patron saint only made Lucius suddenly realize that there were unexpected factors in the development of the relationship, and he really realized what the problem was when he was in Gaunt's old house.
The protective magic power of the Dark Lord's Horcrux is naturally extraordinary.Lucius didn't particularly want to see the dead again, but he had memories that he didn't want to recall the most.After approaching the ring, what Lucius saw was that he had returned to the time when his father was dying.Re-experience the sudden bad news again, and the father's complex eyes intertwined with guilt and tenderness.And the man's relentless response.
Everything keeps repeating in front of my eyes, like entering an endless vicious circle.The feeling of despair and the look in his father's eyes appeared alternately, breaking Lucius' defenses in an instant.
At the moment when he came to his senses because of the prank, Lucius only felt extremely grateful that the lingering shadow was over, and he never thought about it again.
Then, what he heard were Wen Te's gentle and soft words, and what he saw were eyes full of doting.
Shake his hand and say something to unshackle him.
Lucius was no stranger to Winter's eyes.A long time ago, before Winter gave up for the first time, although every time we met, he was more keen to irritate himself with joking words.But there was no malice in his eyes.
In other words, Winter's eyes now are an enhanced version of that before.
Even without such obvious meaning, it is impossible for Lucius to be able to handle his suitors with ease all the time.
Love has never been something that Lucius can accept with joy, and even, compared to love, returning to life under the Dark Lord will not make him more terrified.
Lovers get along with each other from time to time, no matter what Winter asks for, there is always a limit to the price.
But love has never been a selfless thing. Compared with selfless love, Lucius is more willing to believe that love is an endless shackle.
There has never been a love that is willing to pay unilaterally.Lucius understands very clearly that if the relationship with Winter really rises from lover to love, it will really be like what Winter said at the beginning, love is the gate to hell.
What alarmed Lucius the most was that he found that when he met Winter's eyes, he couldn't say a word of rejection.
Because of the unbreakable spell, Lucius is confident that the half-way cooperation will not stop because of what he has done.Therefore, unscrupulous and ruthless words can only lead to an awkward atmosphere at most. After a long time, everything will return to the original situation of mutual use.That was the safest distance Lucius thought.
Winter was absolutely right when he said he put himself in it.Even if every word is against his will, as long as it can bring everything back on track, Lucius thinks it doesn't matter.
Sure enough, Winter laughed angrily.It must have been very difficult for him to resist the urge to drive Lucius out of the house directly.
Will write letters or something, of course, it's just a superficial rhetoric.At least Lucius thought so confidently.
But obviously, he still underestimated the complexity of Winter's thinking.
Since the breakup on that Sunday, Lucius has received regular letters from Winter every Saturday.
"Tomorrow I'm going to make fish-flavored shredded pork, twice-cooked pork, mapo tofu and boiled fish. Would you like to eat it? It's also good to take a nap by the way."
"Tomorrow's menu is sweet and sour carp, sea cucumber with crab roe, Dezhou grilled chicken, and big braised clams. It should be pretty good, come on? I'll teach you how to use chopsticks."
"Tomorrow is Hibiscus Shrimp, Oyster Roast, Boiled Chicken, and Mandarin Duck Crab. This time it's Cantonese cuisine. It takes a lot of time. If you don't come again, it will be a waste."
"Tomorrow is Hokkien cuisine, Buddha jumping over the wall, drunk pork ribs, spring rolls and scallops. I think you will like it, and I have reserved your portion. How is Summer?"
"I'm in a good mood today, and I'll cook one more dish tomorrow. Dongpo pork, squirrel mandarin fish, lion's head, sheep Fang Tibetan fish, and Yangzhou fried rice. I think my cooking skills have been honed by you and improved by leaps and bounds."
"Tomorrow is steamed pork with lotus leaf powder, Dongpo eggplant, braised bamboo shoots in oil, fried cuttlefish roll, and pumpkin eight-treasure rice. How is the research on the Dark Mark?"
"Tomorrow is fish head with chopped pepper, fried pork, cauliflower in a dry pot and steamed with preserved meat. I've been a little busy recently, so I probably won't be cooking next week."
"Mushrooms and chestnuts, red bayberry balls, snow winter pheasant and spicy lobster. The last of the eight major Chinese cuisines. Please, are you really not coming? These ingredients are all airlifted directly from China. Muggle planes bring things from China to England. Is it a hundred Galleons for the trip? You are too wasteful."
Letters from Winter didn't come every week, sometimes a week or two apart.So the food bombing that Lucius received lasted from April to the end of June.
All the alienation and indifference that Lucius does is like fart, and the wind blows away.The distance he wanted was not opened from the beginning, but it had the opposite effect.
Winter didn't look like he was about to give up, but he was clearly more persistent.If it wasn't for the fact that time-displaying magic would not go wrong, Lucius would have wondered if he was still trapped in the illusion of black magic, and accidentally returned to the time when Winter had just appeared two years ago and was chasing after him up.
When he saw the owl bringing the letter with the violet emblem to Malfoy Manor again, Lucius couldn't help breaking his favorite tea set.At this moment, he really wanted to rush in front of Winter, and yelled while grabbing his collar regardless of his image: "Has your self-esteem and face as the patriarch of a pure-blood family been eaten by Sirius?!"
The author has something to say: Pfft~~I think the last sentence is too boring~
So Yuanyuan couldn't help but use the previous content summary mode again, wow~
"Have your XX and XX been eaten by Sirius?!"
Unclear sentence patterns, hahahahaha~~
Dear Father L, if Clay gave up so easily, we would have nothing to watch~~~~(≧▽≦)/~啦啦啦