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950 War and chaos

Edith Hall looked down at her black wide-leg suit pants and white vertical striped shirt. She struggled and hesitated for a moment, but finally raised her head and sighed in frustration, "Oh!" and cursed in a low voice. , grinding his teeth fiercely, then picked up the red wine glass on the balcony, grumbled and complained, but without slowing down at all, he quickly packed his handbag and left the box quickly..

He walked to the next door, knocked on the door, and then carefully opened the door. Then he felt the sight of the entire box being directed towards him..

At this time, there were four people sitting in the box. There was a couple in the center, and a man on each side..

The couple looked about forty years old and were dressed up. The lady even wore a small lady's hat, but the style and fabric were a bit old and could not keep up with the recent London trend; sitting there On the side near the stage is a little boy, about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a suit and tie, showing his gentlemanly demeanor, while sitting on the side away from the stage is a familiar face..

Edith raised her red wine glass politely and greeted her calmly, "Good afternoon, sir, madam.".”

Then, from the corner of Edith's sight, she caught the young man on her left. He stood up on his own initiative. He was only in his early twenties, wearing a navy blue suit and a pearl white shirt. He had a cool and arrogant temperament. The deep blue ice at the bottom of the Arctic Ocean is clean and clear.

Facing the other party's confused gaze, Edith gave a look and the two walked to the open space near the door. She explained in a low voice, "Is there still room in your box? Arthur just sent a red alert. George On his way over with the Marquess of Dublin.”

Catching the other person's slightly frowned eyebrows, Edith rolled her eyes directly, "Yes, you heard that right, Baron George Hall, he is on his way to the Almeida Theater. Ha! Ha!" Dryly The laughter was full of irony, "In this round, Renly had the last laugh after all, but that's not surprising, is it? He has never been a stubborn guy..”

The smile at the corner of her mouth raised slightly, and a trace of envy flowed in her eyes. Of the four children in the Hall family, they always thought that Elf was the happiest one. Not only could she pursue her chosen career, but she also won The attention and respect of his family; but in fact, it is Renly, always Renly, because he has something that they have never truly understood: freedom..

“But, damn it. He could have chosen to come over at any time, but he chose today." Edith thought about it and still felt annoyed..

She secretly ran back to London, picked an ordinary working day, and came to watch "Les Misérables" at the Almeida Theater - definitely not here specifically to cheer, but to take some photos backstage to see what was going on. No magazine is interested in working. She is here just for work..

As a result, she bumped into George. Moreover, she was wearing a smart strong woman style today. If George saw her, she would have to spend a lot of time talking..

“At least you didn't wear smoky makeup today." The young man standing in front of her said calmly, which made Edith roll her eyes again and complained, "You are not Renly, there is a sense of humor in these words. None, only sarcasm and embarrassment.”

But the other party didn't mind and just shrugged, "I'm not kidding.".”

Edith choked in her throat with one breath, and then looked at the young man in front of her who was unable to eat anything. Without any warning, she gave him a heavy hit in the stomach with her right elbow, and smiled triumphantly, "I can't deal with the blue man." Li, I will have no problem dealing with you." How could she have forgotten that Renly's friends were all led astray by Renly, and they had to use strong methods to do so?.

Then, Edith elegantly picked up her red wine glass - the red wine inside was still calm, "Matthew, your box looks like it can fit one person in, how about it? I'm here to enjoy the show today.?”

Matthew Dunlop stood up straight, inhaled a little harder, and the tight muscles relieved the pain. He looked at Edith helplessly, "Do you need to sit in my seat? Or should we move to the second row??”

The box can accommodate up to seven people and can be divided into two rows, front and back. The stage can also be seen; as for the butler or attendants standing at the door, they can also see it..

“Just the second row will do." Edith said simply..

Matthew opened the door of the box and raised his hand to signal, and the staff quickly came over and explained the matter in a low voice. When he raised his head, the figures of George and Richard appeared in the corridor. Matthew They did not dodge, but stayed where they were, politely saying hello and saying a few words. However, Richard was anxious to watch the play - watch the play in the true sense of the word, so he said goodbye to each other immediately..

Back in the box, Matthew saw Edith's bright eyes, full of curiosity and expectation, "How is it? George's face looks terrible."?”

“George behaved very appropriately in front of the Marquis of Dublin." Matthew said coolly, as if he was unwilling to gossip, and then noticed Edith's frustration and disappointment..

But he couldn't help but think that Renly and George were likely to meet in the box today, especially in the presence of Richard. It would definitely be a torture for George. Thinking of this, Matthew It seems that we can understand Edith's mentality..

“Matthew, is the Marquess of Dublin here? Should we go over and say hello? "The man who was sitting in his seat and had never spoken a word stood up, interrupted the conversation between Matthew and Edith, and asked.

Edith couldn't help but frown slightly - everyone likes to listen to the corner, and the nobles are no exception. The gossip in the corner is bound to be explosive, but they will not speak it out in such a big way. The gossip itself is trivial and exposed. It's rude to eavesdrop on you..

Matthew was very well-mannered. He chatted with the couple for a while, then led them and the little boy to the next box to greet George and Richard..

After waiting for a while, Matthew came back alone. Sensing Edith's appraising gaze, he explained, "They need to stay for a while and come back before the start." Seemingly understanding Edith's curiosity, Matthew immediately Xiu took the initiative to add an explanation, "They are all ordinary office workers, white-collar workers in the office. They have nothing except the title of baronet, and they live in Cardiff.".”

Cardiff is the capital of Wales. A simple explanation is: it is thousands of miles away from London’s upper-class social circle..

“Henry is pursuing their daughter, and Henry was supposed to accompany them today. They wanted to take their young son to enjoy the play, but..." Matthew shrugged and did not continue to explain. The meaning was clear enough..

Edith lowered her jaw to show that she understood, and did not dwell on this topic any further. The staff had just moved the chairs over, and Edith and Matthew sat down in the second row, "Where is your job in New York? Doesn't it matter? You should be back on the opening night, right??”

“Yes, I've been back for a month." Matthew replied succinctly..

“Jesus Christ, if you just come back to London like this, are you sure there will be no problems with your company? "Edith's eyes widened, but before Matthew could answer, she waved her hand, as if she already knew the answer.——

Growing up, Renly's friends were always like this. Their group of people gathered together bustlingly. Renly seemed not to be the center, but just an ordinary member of them; but as long as Renly raised his arms and shouted, they were willing to gather quickly. .I used to think it was the brotherly loyalty when we were young and frivolous, but after leaving school, this kind of friendship is still maintained..

“Why? "Edith simply changed her question and said curiously.

There was a smile in Matthew's eyes, "Edith, you are sitting in the VIP box of the Almeida Theater now." Even Edith herself was like this, she also asked Matthew "why", this question Doesn't seem accurate.

Edith opened her mouth, but was unable to refute. Finally, she said firmly, "I just want to work today.".”

Matthew didn't refute, or even made any unnecessary expressions or movements, as if he had accepted Edith's statement. However, this response made Edith feel a little aggrieved. She picked up the red wine glass and drank a sullen sip. Big mouth, this is a little relieved..

“You know, Heather Cross passed away." Without warning, Matthew said, Edith was slightly stunned, but didn't know how to answer, and then Matthew continued, "I always have a feeling Ridiculous delusion, perhaps, that is the only person in the world who truly understands Renly.”

Heather, the girl who was trapped in a hospital bed due to illness, the girl whose dreams were put on hold because of a terminal illness. She and Renly had nothing in common before. If we were forced to talk about dreams, the whole world has dreams. There are too many people; it can even be said that she and Renly are two completely different individuals..

Matthew turned his head, his calm eyes flashing with a smile, "It's ridiculous, I know." However, there was no wavering or joking in his eyes..

While talking, the box door opened again, and the couple and the boy came back. Within a minute of sitting down, the lights dimmed and the performance began..

Edith withdrew her gaze and looked at the stage in front of her. She gradually became trance-like. Her thoughts followed the lights and music, entering the world described by Victor Hugo, and landed on the figure of the actor..

Three hours, six hours, the passage of time began to lose its meaning, and every audience was immersed in it. The grandeur and majesty made every soul so small, following the ups and downs of the historical picture, so that When the final performance came to an end, I had no way to vent my passionate emotions, so I could only follow the guidance of my instinct: stand up and applaud..

Edith stood up, clapped her hands vigorously, and cursed involuntarily, "Damn God. He is such a fucking genius..”

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