“Heh, what does it matter to you if it is or isn’t?”
Peter chuckled softly.
“I forgot to tell you that Old Mr. Soto promised me to go out with Adriana. It was a fair fight and I won.”
He said it lightly, but there was no smugness or braggadocio between his eyebrows.
It seems that … is more reluctant to accept reality.
Because he knows that even so, it doesn’t mean that Adriana has a place for herself in her heart.
“When?”
“A few days ago.”
Raylan said back.
Peter’s stern gaze instantly became obscure, and a slight sting flashed under his eyes.
Standing by the river, with his hands propped up on the white carved marble railing, he looked at the view along the river and said, “It’s quite nice.”
Yes, since Old Mr. Soto admitted them.
That means he lost.
Lost to Raylan.
“That’s an admission of defeat? Doesn’t sound like the Peter I know.”
Raylan pulls out a box of cigarettes, pulls out a cigarette and hands it to Peter.
The man took it without ceremony.
He took out another lighter and lit a cigarette for Peter, and the two seemed to be on good terms as if they were friends.
Smoked a cigarette, Peter lips exhaled a faint smoke, but it was the blink of an eye will dissipate with the wind.
“Take good care of Adriana, she’s a nice girl. If …”
Peter’s hand on the railing tightened slightly, the back of his hand bruised, “You dare to fail Adriana, I will not let you go.”
“Yeah.”
Raylan was not impressed, “How can you not let me go? Tell me.”
It looked as if he was interested in what Peter wanted to do to him.
The evil and unrestrained look caused Peter to glance sideways and give him a meaningful look, only to think that Raylan came over today for another purpose.
“Say, what do you want from me today.”
I have known Raylan for a long time.
But not to the point of being very familiar.
It is also because of Adriana that the two met, until now.
“I want to ask you, what exactly are you hiding from Adriana?” Raylan cut to the chase, not wanting to beat around the bush and be abrasive.
“Concealment? What makes you say that?”
His long jade-like bony fingers held a cigarette in his mouth. Into the lips, took a puff.
The thin lips are slightly open, revealing a slit and exhaling a curl of light smoke.
“Adriana called Alani to the hospital.”
Raylan suddenly changed the subject.
The chat between the two seemed to jump around, but every sentence was inextricably linked.
“Alani is Adriana’s person, you don’t have to tell me when she calls over.”
Peter was unimpressed and looked away.
“Yeah? I just have nothing to talk to you about. adriana seems to be looking for alani to seal the memories. All the memories of you are sealed. If the memory is really sealed, then from now on you and Adriana will be strangers, no longer …”
Not what?
Raylan couldn’t think of a word to describe the relationship between Adriana and Peter for a while.
“Sealing memories?”
Peter clamped the hand of the cigarette could not restrain a slight tremor, the cigarette in his hand fell down.
He jerked his head down.
Looking at the cigarette burning out on the ground, only the butt of the cigarette is left.
Immediately stretched out his foot, the tip of his leather shoe twisted out the starburst of the cigarette, well hidden his panic look.
“Yes, seal the memory.”
Raylan had a clear view of Peter’s every move and knew him well.
Even the moment Peter’s pupils dilated, the eyes bloomed incredulous eyes were not missed.
“It’s good. She and I should have forgotten about each other, forgetting the past is the best choice.”
Peter licked his lips with the tip of his tongue and smiled contemptuously.
Hands placed inside the pockets of western pants, looking down at the rippling river, natural emotions, “a few more days to court, and after the lawsuit is over, I no longer have to contact with her. Besides, I’m getting married, she …”
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re getting into.
The dark voice is like the low call of a raven, making it very uncomfortable to listen to.
Peter coughed softly, soothing the dryness in his throat, and added, “You must cherish her well. After all, it’s my son and daughter’s mommy. If you dare to bully her, I won’t let you go.”
Raylan is a good judge of character.
If placed on an average person, Peter’s demeanor might not be noticed as anything out of the ordinary.
But Raylan observed every change in Peter’s micro-expressions.
After staring at him for a few seconds, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, “How much time do you have left?”
“What?”
Peter didn’t understand what he was talking about.
“Huh.”
Raylan laughed.
The lazy back leaned on the railing, hands elbows propped on the body, evil smile, “You should know that I have my own intelligence network. As long as I want to know things, there is nothing that I do not know.”
“Is that so?”
Peter’s eyes flashed and he already knew what Raylan meant.
“I didn’t pay attention to you before, so I didn’t care about you. But today I finally know, are you going to die?”
It was spoken in a breezy tone, as if to say it was a nice day.
But it fell on Peter’s ears and caused his heart to sting.
Death.
It is the word he has heard the most now, and the one he fears the most.
Peter used to think he could do anything, not be timid, not be afraid, not be afraid of anything.
It was not until death came and showed him despair that he learned that everyone has weaknesses.
His weakness, for example, is the fear of death.
Death is certainly not terrible, the terrible thing is that he has a wish unfulfilled.
“Ridiculous.”
He stood cross-legged with his arms around his chest.
It is just like a big brother’s posture, high above the world, unbeatable.
“Okay, you don’t have to pretend in front of me, just because others don’t know about you doesn’t mean I don’t know. Did you know you were going to die and that’s why you came up with this method to make Adriana forget about you so that she wouldn’t be sad when you died?”
Although Raylan was sure that Peter had acted in such a way to achieve this purpose.
But still, I want to hear it from Peter himself.
“Mr. Powell has a good imagination, and it’s a shame he didn’t go on to become a writer.”
“Is that so? I thought so.”
“But in real life, it’s not good for you to be imagining things.”
Peter raised a hand to his temple and said to Raylan, “It will make people think you have a problem here.”
Something is wrong with your brain.
Either that or it’s a brain fart.
“Hahahahaha …”
Raylan laughed, a very good laugh.
The roadside descriptions have passed by the sideways glance over, see there are two wearing suits, slender, elegant, like a supermodel man, like a person who came out of the secondary cartoon, can not help but hands together, eyes guilty of peach blossom.
“Oh my God, it’s just so handsome.”
“Are they big stars in a movie? How can they be so handsome.”
“If only I had a boyfriend.”
“Get out of the way, it’s only good to share my boyfriend.”