But the girl was not pleased with the man’s long-delayed consent. She smiled reluctantly, “Then you go back to work. I’ll go out and watch the brewing.”
Alonso watched her leave step by step. When she reached the door, the young girl looked back, her eyes shining with courage, “Alonso, you know, I like you, right?”
“…”
You know?
Alonso sat in silence at his desk. In that moment, he thought about his long-standing relationship with the Davis family and his inheritance from JT.
His only emotional attachment was to Annie, a marriage arranged by the family since childhood.
His father often said that the Davis family had done them a favor and that they should repay the favor. He didn’t feel like he was repaying a favor to Annie either. Since childhood, he knew that he had to take care of her and he liked to take care of her, so that she could live a carefree life.
Later, Annie married Jeremy, and he was also lost and lost for a while. He drank and thought that Jeremy might not be able to make Annie happy. Her illness required meticulous care from someone, and her stubbornness would sooner or later harm her.
Now, another girl has become entangled with him and confessed her love to him.
But he dares not even feel it, and he doesn’t want to think about his feelings, just because this girl is surnamed Folsom.
The Folsom family and the JTs were destined to be enemies after that.
When he came to his senses, he realized that Blanca had already left. He didn’t say anything, but perhaps in her eyes, he had already responded.
He didn’t go after her because that was for the best.
Later, he devoted himself to his studies and raising the guppies, and finally raised a pair. Annie sent someone to River Town to take her ailing aunt to River Town.
He devoted himself to treating the Davis family aunt’s illness.
Sure enough, the parasite had miraculous effects, and the aunt regained her senses.
Annie also made a quiet visit, and when she saw her aunt like this, her eyes turned red. At that time, she thought that they would finally be able to cure the AS schizophrenia gene that had plagued the Davis family for generations.
The two sat together, chatting about the wonders of medical parasites.
Seeing the happiness on Annie’s face, Alonso was happy for her. If they could even cure the AS schizophrenia gene, she would be able to live a good life in the Gustin family’s villa in the future.
The door was knocked on. Blanca had found his new address again and came to find him.
Back then Blanca was very honest. She always said angrily that she would never find him again, and he hoped that she would keep her word, but not more than a few days would go by before she came looking for him again.
Because Annie and the Davis family’s aunt were there, he didn’t open the door for her and just told her to leave.
She was silent for a long time and asked him through the door, “Is there someone in your house? Someone said they saw a very beautiful woman walking towards your house. Is it her?”
Annie looked at Alonso with interest, obviously asking him what was going on.
“You go back, I have something to do,” Alonso answered Blanca through the door.
Blanca naturally couldn’t break in and see what was going on, and she left. Alonso didn’t see her expression, which was perhaps lost.
Annie asked him with a smile, “Alonso, do you have a girlfriend?”
“No,”
he answered decisively.
Because he knew that no matter who he looked for in his life, he could never find the daughter of the Folsom family, and that would only make the relationship between the Folsom family and his family increasingly entangled.
After that incident, Blanca didn’t look for him for a long time, and naturally he didn’t look for her either. Only in his dreams at midnight would he occasionally dream of the girl in the ethnic costume walking in the moss-covered alley, her smile brighter than the rising sun.
Alonso thought nothing of it. He had always been good at restraint.
It wasn’t until Annie’s death that he was overcome with pain inside, and he returned to that River Town alone.
He didn’t know when it started, but the small River Town suddenly made him feel at home.
At that time, Blanca stood on the stage of the marriage proposal. She wore her national costume again, with a heavy silver headdress on her head, and rested one hand on the wine jar. She looked quite dashing, and said with a touch of swagger, “My family said that I will only be considered an adult and be able to do great things after I get married! So today, I will see who can take me home!”
The beautiful and decisive woman caused a stir among the people below, and even the entire River Town was abuzz.
Alonso sat in the audience and watched as countless men clamored to go on stage and compete in a drinking contest. Their eyes gleamed with greed as they looked at Blanca.
Alonso was a little angered. In his opinion, the custom of marrying for alcohol was purely bad. Whoever had a good drinking capacity would go home with them. This was even more ridiculous than Annie leaving with Jeremy back then.
Is this how she wants to grow up, to inherit the family legacy and continue the vendetta, living her whole life in a world of scheming?
He looked at Blanca coldly, thinking that she had seen him too, but she ignored him.
It was as if she had never met him before.
She stood on the stage looking so cute, watching the others drink and cheering for them…
Alonso understood this simple girl. She really wanted to get married, just like Annie did in the beginning.
He had a reason to stop Annie, but he didn’t even have a reason to stop this descendant of the Folsom family.
If he told the powerful people in his family, I’m afraid that the left and right protectors would be happy, and another member of the Folsom family would start to suffer.
Hatred is the root of suffering.
If he still had any sense, he should have stood up and left, but his legs felt like they were made of lead, so he could only sit there and watch as man after man walked up to the stage to drink, and watched as they one by one thought they had won, only to be defeated again.
In the thick of the night, the drinks on the stage for the wine-sponsored marriage flowed all over the floor.
Blanca sat on a tall drum on the side, smilingly watching the crowd compete in drinking. She swayed her leg lightly, holding a bamboo tube of wine in her hand, taking a sip from time to time, her lips rosy.
Tonight, she would marry a man right here on the spot, maybe the man with the beard, maybe the bookish scholar, maybe the man with strong features and a fit body, maybe the friend she said she grew up with…
She will marry one of them, look at the man with those beautiful eyes, be embraced in his arms, kissed, fall on the bed…
None of this had occurred to him when Annie got married.
When Alonso went on stage, he was lost.
He didn’t even know what he was doing.
He was just thinking that when Annie was about to get married, he fell to his knees and begged her, and now Blanca is getting married, he doesn’t want to beg anyone, he just wants to kill all these men…
Kill them until she has no one to choose from.
Blanca was sitting on the high drum, holding a bamboo tube of wine in her hand, looking at him with a stunned expression, holding her breath.
At that moment, Alonso’s hostility suddenly disappeared.
The people around him came and went in a hurry, all of them phantoms.
He walked up to her and took the bamboo tube of wine from her hand, tilting his head back and gulping it down.
She looked at him blankly, with tears in her eyes.
That night, he drank all the wine in River Town for her.