"This is a picture book that my brother found in a second-hand bookstore in Tuno from Riley Letoya, and I think it should be a good gift for a small visit."
Before Holden's words were fully finished, Thunder Peters' eyes widened, "Letoya?
Goddess Pomafu!
You actually found Letoya's album?
”Even with all his efforts to suppress his voice, excitement and excitement flowed uncontrollably, and Thunderpeters exuded joy all over his body."
I'll just take it as a sign you like."
Feeling Ray Peters' emotions, the smile in Heden's eyes also surged, and he couldn't help but think of Nair at home again.Knowing that Horgan was going to spend the night at a friend's house, Nair was even more excited and excited than Hodden - it was the first time in Holden's history since he was a child: the first time he received an invitation from a friend, and the first time he went to a friend's house for the night.Nair was like a relieved old father who saw his child grow up, and his eyes couldn't help but reddened slightly.As a party, Holden is extremely calm, and there is no special fluctuation at all; But Nair is busy trying to get ready.Afraid that Hordon would be looked down upon or neglected in front of his friends, he racked his brains to give advice to Horden.This gift is the result of Nair's many choices - it is the first time to visit a friend's house, and it is very necessary to bring a small gift.Nair knew that the Froude family was a real aristocracy, and that any rare and valuable items should be common, and in the case of the Helo brothers, they could not come up with any expensive gifts worth a thousand dollars, but might seem too flattering, after all, it was just a friend visit, and it was not a formal occasion.Then you can only start from the interest, reflecting the taste and heart of choosing gifts.After learning more about Thunder Peters' preferences through Hoden, Nair decided on this gift, and sincerely hoped that Hoden would be able to make friends.For Hoden, an outsider, he had absolutely no idea what the name "Riley Letoya" meant, but Ray Peters' reaction was enough to make Hoden understand that the gift really hit the bull's eye."
Like?
It's not just about liking!
”Raypeters simply couldn't put it down, and showed a big smile at Raymond, "Please collect this gift in my study, be sure to collect it!"
”Raymond took the album with both hands outstretched, bowed slightly, and then turned to leave.Reluctantly retracting his gaze, Thunderpeters bumped Hedon with his shoulder, and didn't say much, but the gratitude in his eyes couldn't be clearer, and then he rushed out impatiently, as if to hide his embarrassment, and his voice was a little abnormally loud."
Robben!
Hoden is here, so let's get started now!
It just so happened that Hodden had given such a well-appointed gift, and now it's your turn.Hurry, we can't wait. ”Robben, who was sitting quietly next to him, inexplicably lying down on his gun, raised his head, looked at Ray Peters with a frosty face, and was cursing foul words with his eyes.In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Hodden stepped into the living room.Slightly recognizable, I followed the aroma of the refreshments to the corner, and then I could see the silver coffee pot and ceramic coffee cups bubbling with the aroma of fresh Furcher flowers in the glass vase.Through the glass windows, you can see the fountain statue in the back garden of the mansion and a swing under a tall tree, the drizzle on the swing, which seems to wash away the dust and ashes of the city, reflecting the vague outline of the cloudy sky."
Robben!
Robben!
”Brutus's loud voice replaced Ray Peters' noisy shouts and surged through the living room, and even Hodden couldn't help but cast his eyes away.Obviously not a divination moment - this is not a training room, and Raymond can come and go at any time, maybe Raypeters is a little nervous, but he doesn't know how to be so reckless, so what are they coaxing?
Hoden didn't rush to ask, and the answer was revealed.Robben stood up and pulled out a parchment roll from his pocket, his expressionless face tensed more and more, although he was still expressionless, he could still feel his emotions tense, his eyes quickly swept over the three friends, trying to say something, but finally chose to give up.Looking down at the parchment scroll in his hand, he paused for a moment—a slight pause that seemed to sense Robben's mental struggle.Hodden was a little curious.This should be the first time since Horden met Robben that he has seen Robben so restrained and jerky, is it ......
Poetry?
Previously, when they were in the Barrow store, they discussed that Ray Peters liked painting, Robben liked poetry, Brutus liked music, and Holden ......
I like good food.Everyone has their own interests, and these hobbies are difficult to turn into a career.Many times, the dreams and passions of youth can only stay in the good memories of the years, and one day, they need to learn to grow up and learn to give up; But this group of eighteen-year-old teenagers don't want to for the time being.This can be regarded as their common trouble, and it became an important key to the first friendship bridge of the Kos community.Hoden had admired Peters' paintings and read Brutus' scores, but they had never read Robben's poetry.Is this today?"
I've been staring at you like that for a long time."
Robben spoke up, slowly reciting his poems in a low and cold voice, the syllables colliding between his lips and teeth slowed down the pace of time, and the trivial sound of a gentle drizzle was faintly heard outside the window, and at a certain moment, it seemed that the world had pressed the pause button - the good boyhood became eternal."
In the fog, your pale hands and face, your quiet eyes, wearing the wreath that death has woven for you, the memory can never be erased.In your height and serenity, suitable for long-term companionship, only quarrels and years can separate us. ”The gentle words softened Robben's coldness, and the affection revealed between the lines made Xiao Suo outside the window dyed with a layer of warmth.After a few short lines of poetry, Robben stood still, tugging at his collar in a cramped manner, as if he felt the button cut off the oxygen delivery, and even his gaze became uneasy.This kind of Robben has never been seen before."
Isn't it bad?"
Robben was so rare that he didn't hold back his emotions and took the initiative to ask.Brutus savored it, "No, that's good.Don't belittle yourself like that. ”Robben's lips were tightly pursed together, and he didn't speak."
It's very moving."
Hoden's voice whispered through the aroma of coffee, "Samuel will love this poem." ”Obviously, Robben misses his brother.Robben remained silent, but did not deny it.()