Chapter 1709 Rose Manor (15)
Gentle and handsome eyebrows, drooping, long eyelashes quivering slightly.
In the calm and dark eyes, there seemed to be some emotion flashing past.
The assistant's voice continued, and he raised his eyes.
His clear and faint gaze lightly landed on the curtain adjacent to the balcony.
The silver-gray curtains, like the Milky Way flowing down thousands of miles, hang down long.
Because it is used to block the light, its texture is thicker and it is a soft suede fabric.
There is a wind blowing, blowing one side of it slightly.
The faint scent of flowers in the air is more intense.
Strange, yet familiar.
The man's eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling curtain.
Definitely not moving.
There, the clean and plain curtain was hanging down, and at some point, it was slightly raised.
It looks like a naughty and cunning girl hiding there, quietly, and you can't find it if you don't look carefully.
When the wind blows, the wind will blow the soft curtain.
Inadvertently, the passionate color behind it was revealed.
Magnificent and bright red.
Like a rose in full bloom.
"Pa-ta-"
Suddenly, it was the sound of a pen falling.
Suddenly, it looked particularly abrupt in the already quiet study.
The assistant's voice stopped.
"…gentlemen?"
The man sitting on the office chair looked away.
With a gentle and calm face, he lowered his eyes and closed the file.
Immediately, handed it back.
"Okay, you go out first."
"...what? But sir, there are some upcoming itineraries that need your review—"
The assistant took it by surprise, and wanted to send some documents in his hand.
"Also, here's another document that requires your signature—"
Almost didn't even look at it.
"I still have something to do, you go out first."
The signed document was handed back.
"..." The assistant took the file, but still didn't respond.
After being stunned for a while, he had no choice but to bow slightly.
Do so.
Soon, he took the documents and went out.
By the way, gently close the study door.
Now, the already deserted room became even quieter.
It was so quiet everywhere, you could even hear the sound of the petals being blown by the wind outside.
Perhaps it is because this place is very empty and the space is large. The faint fragrance of flowers that was blown in by the wind has become a little weaker now.
Barely smell it.
The man sat there, his clear and gentle eyes fell on the curtain again.
Quietly, without speaking.
Just kept watching, watching the wind blowing in from the balcony, lifting a corner of the curtain.
The light and bright color is only a tiny point.
Unknowingly exposed, like the tail of that cunning fox that inadvertently hangs outside.
The color is bright, hidden behind the plain curtain, the color difference is a bit abrupt.
Upon closer inspection, it is easy to notice at a glance.
The man's face was warm and pale, he covered his lips, and gave a low cough.
The eyelashes trembled slightly, as if in a dream, trembling violently.
After being silent for a while, he slowly grasped the rattan crutch beside him and got up.
Step by step, the steps are a little limp.
Looking at the rosy red that fell outside unconsciously, her eyes were extremely black.
Probably noticed something, the clumsy fox tail was immediately retracted.
The snow is crystal white, passing by in a flash.
appears to be her hand.
He walked slowly, and the crutches made a small sound on the ground.
Not heavy, as if afraid of disturbing the person hiding behind the curtain.
(end of this chapter)