A Noble Marriage

The latest chapters of www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated noble marriage [Anna]!    Anna doesn't like winter very much, even though it has nice snow, but if she had the choice, she would prefer to live in the warm season.

Karenin does not care about the change of seasons, if anything, if it is too hot, the mood of this high official of Petersburg may be affected a little, of course, just a little.

Their son, Seryozha, on the other hand, seemed to love all seasons. His optimistic little mind always finds those beautiful places.

This incident happened in June, it was the beginning of summer. The continuous spring rains have been winding down, and the summer insects have begun to stir.

During this period of time Xie Liao Sha always wake up especially early, usually at five o'clock will open those big blue eyes, for this reason, Anna has always let him go to bed early at night, fortunately after observing a period of time, Xie Liao Sha did not show any discomfort, Anna also relieved.

This morning, Seryozha woke up early as usual.

He washed up and did not change immediately, still wearing a white robe with lace, lazily leaning against the floating window there and began to read softly a book of poetry.

Usually only in the morning Seryozha will show such a modest appearance, and more often he is always to keep himself well seated. Because he saw a lot of good habits from his father, and Seryozha grew up wishing he could become a self-disciplined person like his father.

And Anna, when she pushed open the door and saw this, always felt like her heart was going to melt.

"Mom."

Seryozha saw his mother, he put down his book and spread a smile and softly called out.

Anna walked over and kissed the child's round cheek.

"Why are you up so early too?" Seryozha asked as his mother kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck, as affectionate as a little wombat.

Anna smoothed the curly hair in front of the forehead for Seryozha, who just got up like a small animal waking up from hibernation, always with a kind of newborn ignorance between his eyebrows, looking soft and cute.

"Remember what I told you last night? Today Andrei is coming over, let's go to the train station to pick him up, okay?"

Seryozha remembered, yesterday at dinner time father said this thing.

Cousin Andrei came over somewhat suddenly this time, and this was not the time when he was on vacation.

The answer his father had given him was that Cousin Andrei was going through another period of change. His reaction to this answer was to blink and then poke the beans in the bowl, thinking: this is somewhat mysterious.

Now, in his mother's case, he could ask in more detail.

"What is this other phase that Dad is talking about? Mom." Seryozha still had his arm around his mother, and his blue eyes were like the sky outside the window, clear and distant, without a trace of impurity.

Anna also sat on the wool cushion of the floating window, she first touched the neck of Seryozha's feet to make sure he did not get cold, before smiling to answer questions for her curious child.

"That is from the child into adult period some ideas of the transformation. Inside this stage, they sometimes do not like to get some answers from their parents."

Seryozha felt a little incredulous. In the world of five-year-olds, parents can sometimes mean the world.

"That's weird." He said with a wink. He lowered his eyelashes, thought hard for a moment, then looked up, "That's why brother Andrei came over when he wasn't on vacation, right? Because he wanted answers from Dad?"

"Exactly right." Anna kissed the boy's little hand, the fleshy nest on the back of which was really very cute, while Seryozha looked at his own little hands with some apprehension. Although he knows that many people like them, but, when he is a little older, it is not good to use the hand with the flesh nest to perform the kind of adult handshake, right?

"I wasn't always going to be this fat, was I?" He asked, looking at his mother, his face slightly red and a little shy.

Anna laughed.

"Don't worry, honey, they won't look like a little kid anymore when you're Andre's age."

She finished and then pretended to look at her little boy seriously, then affirmed, "And you're not fat at all, you're a very healthy little five-year-old boy."

After receiving the assurance, Seryozha sighed with relief. After hearing his mother's teasing remark, he also laughed, the sound of joy like the wind at the stream. After a while, Seryozha said somewhat coyly.

"I wish they could be the same as Daddy's."

He looked carefully at his little hands, spreading them out, then holding them tight, sheepishly.

"Daddy has very nice hands."

Long, strong, would hold a gun, write with strength and power, and were very warm.

Anna knew that Seryozha adored his father, and she was deeply proud of that affection, but she still felt a little moved after each time she reheard these declarations from Seryozha's innocent blue eyes, or from his small mouth.

"It's not always the same, but we all believe you'll be a better person than him." Anna encouraged hopefully.

"Hmm." Seryozha showed a light smile, dimples blooming like marks kissed by stars.

Around ten o'clock, Seryozha and his mother went together in a carriage to pick up Andrei from the train station.

They estimated the time just right, after the mother kissed Andrei cheek, Seryozha also walked over.

"You don't look like you've grown much, Seryozha." The teenager was unusually thin, with high cheekbones that should have looked a little cold, but were brightened by a little smile under his eyes as he spoke.

Seryozha on Andrei bent over the action, then also kissed each other's cheeks, which stood up, and not angry, just softly said he would grow taller later.

Andrei some distractedly touched the small head of Seryozha.

Back in the carriage, Seryozha carefully observed Andrei.

After all, he is only five years old, can understand things are always limited, but because he is young, more sensitive, so he also immediately noticed some changes in Andrei.

That change is not just in height and appearance, like, once upon a time, Andrei and he was the same, like a carefree plant, and now, he is restless.

From the corners of his eyes and eyebrows occasionally showing fatigue and irritation, Seryozha thought: so many worries in growing up!

When he arrived home, Andrei moved his body, as if the original tense, now relaxed because home.

Seryozha still hooked his mother's little thumb, until his mother patted his hand, signaling him to let go, he only reluctantly let go of his hand.

Anna looked at it and felt a little funny.

This is a small fault of Seryozha, close to people, Seryozha occasionally behave a little too clingy, once he decided to hold the little finger of who, as if with sugar sticky general, easily do not want to let go. If you do that, then Seryozha will behave like a kicked puppy dog general, slightly grieving.

Anna looked at Seryozha, then called out to Andrei, who looked back, Anna skimmed his mouth to indicate him.

Andrei looked down at Seryozha, then shrugged his shoulders and finally took the little boy to his room with him pinned at his waist.

"Ah..."

The sudden suspension caused Seryozha to get a shock, but soon he giggled again.

At home, his father would not do such playful things to him, and Andrei, to some extent, took over a certain part of his father's role, even though he himself was just a little boy before this.

In Andrei's bedroom.

Seryozha sat on the sofa, he sat a little too upright, in contrast, sitting directly on the carpet with his legs crossed and his back against the sofa, Andrei looked very indecent.

However, no matter how indecent, beautiful face and teenage pumping long body, as well as the unique rebelliousness of adolescents still makes him look somewhat charming.

At least, the little maid who brought honey water for Andrei can look a little shy.

"Madam said the honey water can moisten the throat, young master Andrei should drink more now."

"Hmm." Andrei answered, then wrinkled his nose and took a sip and didn't move.

"Brother Andrei, don't you want to finish it?" Seryozha asked, holding the cup that belonged to her with both hands.

"It's too sweet." Andrei wrinkled his face, then continued to read the book in his hand.

Seryozha dumbfounded, he clearly remembered that Andrei brother does not hate sweets, although also not so much like sweet as himself.

So, when you grow up, even sweets will not like?

Seryozha felt some fear, and then hurriedly finished drinking the honey water in his hand.

Seryozha did not know that his next worried look was completely captured by Andrei. Somehow, from the time Seryozha understood, Andrei suspected that he was not a little boy, but some kind of young, but pure little animal.

No boy would be as soft and full of courage as Seryozha.

But because of this, sometimes, Andrei would like to tease each other.

"Open your mouth." Andrei lazily held a book in one hand, one hand gestured an open mouth gesture.

Although Seryozha was a little confused, but still opened his small mouth, with the big innocent eyes, like some kind of owlish fledgling.

"Ah ......"

Andrei looked at the boy's teeth, then said, "No teeth yet?"

Seryozha shook his head.

"Then it's still edible now." Andrei nodded, "Even if the teeth fall out later because of eating too many sweets, there will be new ones."

Teeth fall out!

Seryozha's big blue eyes were wide and round, obviously a little panicked.

He was at a loss for words and asked, "What about, what about after the tooth replacement?"

Andrei faked a smile: "Oh, then there are no teeth, you can only drink milk from now on."

Seryozha listened, a little worried to look at the maid just brought the cupcake, he did not want to lose all the teeth, but the cupcake is also really can not give up.

Andrei saw Seryozha torn look, brown little eyebrows also wrinkled, suddenly feel now do not like to eat sweet is not so angry.

"It's okay to eat one." Seryozha whispered, apparently still can not resist the temptation of sweets, he stretched out his little white hand.

"Teeth will fall out, oh." Andrey said coolly.

The little hand in mid-air stopped.

Andrei looked up, Seryozha froze, and then slowly put his little hand behind his back, but his eyes were still fixed on the cupcake.

"Well, that was a tease." Andrei laughed, took the cupcake to Seryozha and put it in his hand.

Seryozha seriously looked at the cupcake in his hand, then smiled, and did not bother to accuse Andrei of cheating him.

Andrei looked at Seryozha's satisfied look and suddenly felt that the emotions he had felt in France because his parents had acted for him without regard to his wishes were not so strong.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, his father returned from the ministry, and after Seryozha greeted him, the latter took Andrei to the study.

Mother was in the kitchen talking with Sasha about something, and Seryozha now also had no classes, it was his free time, so he went to the concierge Kabedonecki.

Kabedonecki knew quite a few things, most of them very interesting, so Seryozha liked to talk to him.

"How did you grow up all of a sudden?" Seryozha asked curiously.

Kabedonecki looked at the young master of the family with fond eyes.

Although in Petersburg he had seen children who were cuter and more beautiful than Seryozha in appearance, none of them was as sweet as him.

"I can't remember anything for so long, young master."

"No signal?" Seryozha asked, and added after some thought, "Just like a flower blooms before the buds, if you look carefully, the petals will tremble."

"I don't think so, most people just grow up by that time."

Not being able to get an answer from Kabedonecki either, Seryozha felt a little melancholy.

A little later, his father said he would go out with Andrei tomorrow.

"Can I go?" Seryozha asked.

"You have French lessons, Seryozha." Karenin said.

Seryozha was slightly disappointed.

"Let him come along." Andrei said, knowing for what reason Karenin had refused Seryozha's request.

Seryozha looked at his father with bright eyes, and the latter nodded in agreement.

"But the course still cannot be missed, and I will speak to your French teacher to ask him to adjust the time of the course to the evening."

Karenin did not indulge his son when it came to his studies; in fact, when it came to studies, Karenin never indulged anyone. Although he loved his child, he was also strict with him, and to his greater satisfaction, Seryozha was not spoiled to the point of being bored with his studies, and he expressed no opinion about it.

Anna packed their things, and when Seryozha saw his mother put on his hat, he asked, "Where is Daddy taking us?"

"You'll see later, won't you?" Anna nudged Seryozha's nose, and the latter laughed.

Everyone always said he was too curious, but Seryozha thought it had too much to do with his mother. She liked to tease him like that sometimes.

"I'll just go check out Daddy's stuff." He said, and then ran off in a flash, and came back a little later, his little face a little sweaty, as if he had seen some great treasure.

"Daddy's going to take us fishing!" He announced.

Anna wiped his sweat and smiled, "Satisfied, huh?"

Seryozha nodded, his curiosity satisfied as if he had eaten a delicacy when he was hungry. If it had been unknown, the sensitive Xie Liao Sha would have felt some apprehension and unease.

"Remember to drink more water later." She gave the boy a haircut and then laughed, "Look at your hair, is it going to be the same as Andrei's?"

Seryozha touched his head a little coyly.

"I'll take care of it." He said, still seemingly more concerned about his appearance than Andrei.

From the time of departure to the time of arrival at the destination, about two hours were spent in the carriage. Because it was private, Karenin did not use two carriages, so the three were just in one carriage.

Andrei is admired Karenin, this admiration as he grew up, it became more and more obvious. And Seryozha, he naturally also worshiped his father, but in addition to worship, he apparently did not fear Karenin.

Therefore, this journey, although Seryozha sat in a disciplined manner, but has been talking non-stop.

He knew that his father is a person who does not like to waste time, even if there is no document in his hand, he is still thinking. So the object of Seryozha's speech became Andrey.

It is strange to say.

Andrei clearly did not like to talk to people during this time when he was in France, and always put on a cold face, but he was not bored when Seryozha said those nonsense words.

He glanced at his cousin and thought: probably no one would dislike him.

The person in question did not perceive this certainty, because although his mother sometimes laughed and said that everyone loved him, Seryozha did not really take it seriously.

His father's words of instruction sometimes made Seryozha think, "How can anyone be liked by everyone in this world?

He himself also has such and such shortcomings, but as long as there are a few people who truly love him, Seryozha felt very happy.

"Here we are, get off." Kalenin said.

Seryozha saw his father get out of the carriage, stopped in his tracks, went around the back and took the fishing gear down. He hesitated a little after Andrey got off.

The carriage was still a little high, and he was watching to see if he could get down safely by himself.

But before he could figure out what to do, a pair of hands had reached out to him.

Seryozha smiled and suddenly felt that even if Andrei was going through a phase he didn't know about, the other side was still Andrei after all.

"Picky eating again you really will not grow taller." Andrei pinched the boy's cheeks, and when he let go, a dimple was there in the slightly reddened area.

"You lied to me again. Mom said that when I get to your age, I'll grow taller too. Probably taller than both you and dad." Seryozha finished and walked away with his hands behind his back, like a little adult.

"It's not even good to fool kids when they get older." Andrey muttered with a smile and followed.

This place has an open view of the lake, and there is not much disturbance.

The June breeze is always slightly sweet, and Seryozha couldn't help but close his eyes and wrinkle his little nose and sniff gently.

"Don't get so close to the lake."

Andrei tugged on the large collar of Seryozha's sailor suit, dragging him back a few steps like a small potato.

"I won't." Seryozha said, but did not continue to move forward.

His father had told him that it was okay to be curious, but not to put himself in danger because of curiosity.

"First, go aside to play." Andrei drove Seryozha to a small bush of flowers, and then went to Karenin to help.

Seryozha sighed, then lay down on the grass and watched carefully a butterfly on a small yellow flower.

He put his hands on his cheeks and watched carefully and with affection as the butterfly flapped its wings sucking nectar, and after a while, his little legs in white socks buckled and wiggled rhythmically.

When Andrei turned around, he saw that Seryozha had been immersed in another world with a look of relish.

The June sun had been a little warm, sunburned Andrei's fair face also some red up, tingling sensation made him wake up. He saw that his uncle was looking at Seryozha, as he was, who was already gabbing with a smile on his face, talking to the little butterfly.

"Andrei, you are too impatient." Kalenin said calmly as he withdrew his eyes.

Andrei licked his lips, but his eyes were sharp as only a teenager can be: "Maybe, you know, I have never wanted to live my life the way they want me to."

"I know."

Karenin began to load the bait on the hook, his tone little rise and fall, flat, like the comfortable-looking shirt on his body. Unlike the stiff-fitting suits and stiff-collared shirts he always wore when he went to work on a regular basis, Kalenin was as comfortable and serene now as he was this afternoon. Although, Andrei knew that even at this moment, Karenin's mind could not leave official business completely.

"You have had your own ideas since you were a child, and your parents were worried about that." Karenin said faintly, then flung the fishing rod out, and he turned his head to look at his nephew.

"Don't forget that they are your parents and love you very much."

"I know, that's why I went to school." Andrei said carelessly. He had never been interested in that orthodox style of learning, and that was where he would eventually enter, so hypocritical and dirty.

His father and mother thought he was just having a fit, but it wasn't to be.

They were not wrong to love him, but Andrei could not tell them what he longed to do. His heart was free, his soul was free, and he never believed in God. Everything he did and did not do was not at all ordained by God.

From long ago he thought: If he becomes a good man in the future, it will be because he chooses to be a good man; if he becomes a bad man who is not allowed in this world, it will be only because he chooses to be a bad man.

God did not teach him, the devil did not tempt him.

Yet, these things that he was so determined to do, he could not say to anyone. So, he did not want to stay on at school and would not accept the care of his parents. He chose to come to his uncle's house in Petersburg.

Now he felt that he was right.

He didn't need to say anything, his uncle may or may not know. It didn't matter, he just needed a place to catch his breath.

"Problems don't just appear out of nowhere, Andrei, they are not the end. A problem arises as a result of multiple factors, so there are multiple ways to solve it."

"One can live a little recklessly, but it is better not to forget one's responsibilities." Karenin got up and gently patted the teenager's shoulder as he passed by Andrey's side. This is also, the greater intimacy and warmth he can give.

Andrei turned to look at the father and son not far away.

The sun was slightly fierce, and even under the shade, the teenager could only squint slightly to see.

He saw Karenin patting Seryozha on the shoulder, while the latter blinked and smiled at something, as if he had just woken up from a wonderful world.

"Duty." Andrei chewed on those words, and in the late afternoon those restlessness seemed to stop.

That evening, Andrei took the train back.

This time it was Seryozha who sent him on the train with his father. He asked Andrei if he would go back to school, the latter just shrugged his shoulders without a clear answer.

After the train whistle sounded and clanked - clanked - away, Seryozha hooked his father's little thumb, tilted his head and asked innocently, "Will he go back to school?"

"Yes." Karenin replied, then led Seryozha ready to go back, Anna is still waiting for them.

Out of the station, seeing the sky full of stars, a hint of heat wrapped in a layer of sweetness blowing past Seryozha's eyelashes, he wondered in confusion: what is the so-called growth?

He inclined his head again to look at his father, saw his tightly pursed lips, and, at the moment, holding himself.

Those worries were then waved away by his own shaking of his head, and he laughed, "Dad, later I want to be just like you."

"An officer?"

"I don't know." Seryozha said honestly.

"I mean, in the future, Seryozha is going to have the same heart as Dad." Because, although still can't understand what happened to Andrei's brother, but, just by looking at his father, he won't be afraid. As long as become the same adult as father, then, even if you do not know what the future is like, it does not matter.

My heart? Karenin flinched for a moment, saw his son's cheerful little face, and then slightly tugged his lips up and smiled. He stopped in his tracks and picked him up at the boy's uncomprehending realization.

He did not do it at all rusty, because when Seryozha was much younger, he would see his father would stretch out his hands and ask for a "hug". Now, he grew up, more and more polite, but also not often so pampered.

Seryozha was a little surprised at first, but soon relaxed and said softly, "Dad, we have to hurry, mom is still waiting for us to go home!"

"Okay."

The author has something to say: really do not want to grow up, but this is unavoidable. So I think, since I can't change, I should adapt to the new things with a better mindset. I also hope that, in the future, I can become the strength of my own child, so that he is happy and will not worry about the unknown. --Mizuki Ryu