Elizabeth knew that it was very immoral and impolite to eavesdrop, but she still did it. The antique wooden window of the house was pasted with paper. The paper happened to be broken. She stood there and looked inside. When she saw the person in the house, she immediately widened her eyes in surprise. The monk in monk robes who looked to be in his fifties was sitting in front of the table. He did not raise his head and he was staring at the scripture on the table, running the beads through the fingers of one hand. The man who dressed in white casual clothes and standing in front of the monk was actually Xavier! But... why was he here? Why did he say that he came to see... the monk? At this moment, the monk put his palms together and said, "Amita Buddha! I'm just a monk. Thank you for your sincerity." Hearing this, Xavier frowned slightly and smiled helplessly, "For my sincerity?" The monk didn't speak. Xavier shook his head with a smile
Seeing that Xavier was about to come out, Elizabeth wanted to find a place to hide, because it was not proper for her to eavesdrop on this kind of dispute in a rich family. Moreover, Xavier was a famous painter, and he was James's cousin. If he knew that she had been eavesdropping here, it would be really embarrassing... She wanted to run away, but her legs froze, so she could only stand there in a daze. Xavier walked out of the house dejectedly and quickly. When he looked up and saw Elizabeth standing not far from the door, he stopped and was stunned. After a while, he smiled, "Elizabeth?" "Xavier, well..." Elizabeth smiled awkwardly, and she didn't know what to say at this time. Although she eavesdropped indeed, she knew that she couldn't admit it. Otherwise, it couldn't be more embarrassing. "I didn't follow you, and I came here to make a wish... Just now, I didn't hear anything! I... just came here to get out of the rain, really!" Seeing that h
Elizabeth looked at the pouring rain and asked, "Say what?" She only wanted to talk about when she could go home at this moment. Moreover, she remembered that James had asked her to stay away from Xavier. Although she did not know why James said this, she knew that James would be unhappy if he knew that she stayed with Xavier and waited for the rain to stop. "You can say whatever you want." "Oh," Elizabeth replied, but she didn't really say anything. She was really not in the mood to talk. Xavier tilted his head, looked at Elizabeth who looked so anxious and smiled gently. His eyes were sinister and painful when he spoke to the monk in the house, but at this moment, his eyes were full of tenderness. "Do you believe in fate?" His gentle voice sounded in the rain. Elizabeth turned her head and looked at Xavier, who was staring at the rain. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Yeah, probably." "Yeah, I believe in it, too." Xavi
Elizabeth smiled bitterly and nodded, "I know." Of course, she knew about this feeling. Although it might be a little different from being abandoned, she was also abandoned, wasn't she? The difference between them was that his parents were both alive, but her parents had died. She had experienced the feeling of having no relatives in this world. This kind of feeling was bitter, and it was like a poison which made her so painful and desperate. Xavier sighed, "Hmm." "To be honest." Leaning against the wall, Xavier raised his head slightly, "I am always alone, and I don't even know how I survived in the past few years. There are so many people in this world. If I disappear, nothing will change. Since I'm destined to be abandoned, why did they give birth to me? Am I right?" What Xavier looked like when he was abandoned flashed through Elizabeth's mind. He hugged his legs and sat at the door, looking outside expectantly and waiting for his parents to go home.
Xavier shook his head, "Of course not." He was silent for a while and then said with a bitter smile, "Although Jimmy hated me, he was still considerate, and I know that. Once when I passed by my aunt's bedroom, I heard her say to Jimmy, 'Just humour your brother. He feels sad in his heart so he did those things. You have your father and me, but he has nothing.'" "It's one thing to know what they were thinking, but it is another to hear it personally. When I heard those words, I stood there for a long time, and then I decided not to do those ridiculous things, and I wanted to be on good terms with Jimmy again. But..." "He raised a dog, and he liked it very much. But the dog suddenly died for some unknown reason. At that time, I was in a hurry to send it to the hospital to see if I could save it, but Jimmy came back..." "And then?" Elizabeth couldn't help but ask. Xavier smiled, "Of course he thought that it was me who killed the dog. He fought with me. Of c
James did not drink much or be very talkative at the dinner party. He was not in a high spirit. Originally, he wanted Samuel to attend the dinner party for him. But considering that Samuel had attended quite a few dinner parties for him recently, and he had an ill mother at home, so he went here himself. He didn't like such a dinner party. He waited for almost an hour for his business partners to arrive. In addition, when he was waiting for them, he called Elizabeth, but he didn't get through to her. He called home but was told that she hadn't come back yet. He was in a bad mood at the moment. But he had no choice but to stay here because he had to run his business. "Mr. Lu, let me propose a toast to you again!" The person who spoke was Mr. Du, his business partner. "There is heavy traffic on the road, and it suddenly rains so hard. I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time." James was wearing the most simple white shirt. He sat in his seat and did not mov
Elizabeth knew that Xavier had a heatstroke because of the hot weather. Zena said it last night. But at this moment, looking at Xavier who was grabbing her wrist tightly and trembling, she closed her eyes and couldn't care about anything else. She sat down beside him, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry. I can't do anything for you. Please... hold on." It was summer and she didn't wear many clothes, so she couldn't find anything to warm his body. All she could do was to sit here with him, waiting for the rain to stop and the sky to get light. It was still raining so hard, and the sound of the rain was still so loud. The wind in the mountain was whistling, chilling them to the bone. There was candlelight in the wooden house behind her. In the attic, the light sounds of the wooden fish getting beaten added a sense of grief. Xavier said from time to time, "Cold... I'm so cold..." Just like what she eavesdropped on just now, Xavier said
Tseten didn't speak. After a long while, Elizabeth didn't think that he would answer her, but she heard him say softly, "Yes." Elizabeth glanced at the quilt on Xavier's body, "If you don't care about him, why did you do this?" "Amita Buddha! As a monk, I should be merciful and help others." Hearing that, Elizabeth only felt grieved and angry in her heart. Perhaps it was because Xavier had a very similar experience with her, and he had told her about his sad past. She chuckled and said, "What? You abandoned him like that when he was a child. Have you ever thought about his feelings? Do you know what happened to him after you left? Have you ever cared about his life?" Tseten did not move and said lightly, "I yearn for Buddha, so I don't care about worldly matters." "That's good!" Elizabeth smiled and pointed to the quilt, asking, "Why did you do this just now?" "As I said just now, a monk should be merciful." Elizabeth didn't care that muc