Returning to his flat after taking a shower in the bathroom, Marcus pulled open the curtains of the large glass window in front of him, leaning against the window with a cup of
coffee in one hand and looking at the brightly lit night scene outside for a while, finally shaking his head, sweeping away those inexplicable sad emotions, and walking back to the table.
He opened the computer and clicked on his private mailbox. There was only one unread letter; the sender was his grandfather.
It was short when he clicked on his grandfather's email in passing. He was only asking him to return to England next week for a family reunion.
Marcus hesitated for a while, remembering that Linda seemed to have reminded him in the afternoon that he had to go back to HQ for a meeting next week, which would be the perfect time to make a side trip home, so he replied to the email and agreed.
Closing his email, he browsed the web for a while in boredom, feeling nothing interesting. He was planning to go to bed early and forget about it when the screen of his mobile phone, resting on the table, lit up with a text message from an unfamiliar number.
'Don't want to see me, let's just exchange text messages like this. How about making friends?'An exaggerated smiley face followed it.
Marcus frowned slightly. The content of the text message was nothing, but the tone of this look was ambiguous, of course. He almost instantly reacted to who it came from. He initially did not want to take care of it, but three seconds later, he still picked up the mobile phone and returned it: 'Ethan?'
The other person returned another smiley face.
'Where did you get my mobile number?'
Marcus had two mobile phones, public and private, and few people should know his private mobile number.
'Asked William for it.'The text message there came back quickly.
Looking at the piercing name on the screen, Marcus lost interest and switched off his phone.
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After a shower, half an hour later, Ethan looked at the mobile phone. Mention William, sent the past text message is completely sunk into the sea; think of Marcus, see those two words may be in the heart of the bitter curse himself, Ethan, and feel a little bit funny, his behavior, how to look at it is like flirting with him.
Ethan subconsciously pulled the corner of his mouth to get the agent's right; his skin was getting thicker and thicker.
Then he thought of William, just now he called William to ask for Marcus's private mobile phone number, he seemed to be very surprised since he got married, Ethan has not contacted him, so he asked him a few words in passing, heard that he has finished the honeymoon. Qin Sitong went back to X City. Ethan did not feel much; he just wanted to hang up the phone. The person on the other end suddenly shouted at him and asked him how he was doing, but the tone of voice was not good. He wondered how he was doing. His tone was very hesitant, with careful concern.
William had been reluctant to accept him for many years, but with such an ambiguous attitude hanging over him, he had not decided to give up altogether. Now he is married and has also punched himself at the wedding. Even when he comes to this trick, Ethan will be angry and laugh, so he asks him back, ' I should not be good, ' and he hangs up directly. He hangs up and deletes his mobile phone number, just as Marcus had done before.
The next afternoon, Ethan had just come out of the company building, and he saw his good brother's cool sports car parked in front of the gate. The little rascal thought he was calm and handsome, leaning against the side of the vehicle. He kept throwing winks and discharging electricity to the beautiful OLs from the office building.
Ethan wanted to pretend he didn't know him and walk away, but Lucas, who was very sharp and quick, saw him and rushed up to stop him.
'Something wrong?'Ethan raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
Generally speaking, Lucas would rarely take the initiative to come to him unless he had something to ask for or if Grandma told him to.
Lucas smiled, 'Grandma says she wants you to come back now and has repeatedly told me to take you back or she'll dock my allowance.'
'...'Ethan said to himself, "You are twenty-five years old and still idle all day long. Reaching out to ask grandma for pocket money is good, but also know that today, not going back to grandma is not going to stop. So, in the end, I jumped in Lucas's car and followed him back to the suburbs. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that."
Not surprisingly, Ethan, Ethan's grandmother, dragged him to harangue him last night. She should not have left so many guests to run away first. Ethan repeatedly guaranteed that there would never be a next time before reluctantly letting him go. The topic rounded to her old man's concern about the head of the primary thing night came so many people. You didn't see anyone you liked?'
Ethan was helpless:'Grandma, it's not easy to find the right one.'
'I see that those girls are all very pretty and generous, they are all from famous families, and they are well-behaved and courteous...'
'Grandma,' Ethan interrupted her stiffly,' I've said it many times, I like men, I can't change.'
'Okay, okay, like men huh?' Ethan's grandmother spoke slowly, 'Then there were so many men here last night too, and not a single one took a fancy to them?'
'Ahem...'
Ethan did not react, but Lucas, eating simultaneously, almost choked on his saliva when he heard this. After he came to his senses, he asked Ethan's grandmother in surprise, 'Brother picks a man, and Grandma agrees?'
Grandma Ethan was in a bad mood: ' He always said that he liked Qi or something before, and I didn't object to it, so how can I object to it now? Moreover, the men I invited last night are all good men with successful careers, and none of them are worse than the one your brother liked before, if it works out, there is nothing wrong with having someone to be your brother's companion in the future.'
'That also has to be a brother like ah, brother's vision is very high.'
'The previous one didn't see much special, I haven't never seen the photos, just a little bit prettier, it's better to find a girl like that.'
'But my brother just can't do anything about girls, even if grandma wants to twist it, she can't twist it.'
Ethan, who was the center of the conversation but kept being ignored by the two of them, finally couldn't stand it anymore and interjected, 'Don't get weirder and weirder, we just saw each other once, where can we say it's a done deal.'
Ethan's grandmother asked him, 'I heard that you went back to the city last night and brought Xiaohui and his cousin back with you. Since you don't like girls, and I didn't see you look at Xiaohui more than once last night, is that because you have a crush on her cousin?'
Ethan already wanted to roll his eyes.
Lucas listened with curiosity and asked, 'Which one is Kei? And which one is Xiao Hui's cousin?'
'Kei is your Uncle Sun's granddaughter, her cousin's name is MA, last night she said it was MA...MA what was it...'
'Marcus.'
Three words popped out of Ethan's mouth. Lucas choked again and looked at him with wide-eyed surprise: ' Brother, you're looking at that big president, Marcus?!'
'... How could that be.'To avoid the grandmother more and more exaggerated, Ethan hurriedly explained that the car had broken down and was not still parked here well, by the way, on the way to take them a piece of back, and I also wanted to do business with him.'
Lucas did not seem to believe this and looked at him with suspicion. Ethan calmly sipped his tea, and after a moment, Lucas turned to Ethan's grandmother, who seemed to feel sorry for him with a big smile:'Grandma, Marcus and my brother's friendship is not shallow, and Marcus, no matter if it's his family background, work or looks, is a perfect match for my brother. It wouldn't be strange for Brother to fall in love with him even if he did; the key is, he is a man who likes the same things as Brother.'
Ethan's grandmother was interested when she heard him say this, 'Really? What does he do? Where's he from? How old?'
'LK Yacht's Asia Pacific President, British aristocrat, mixed race, the same age as a brother, I think even if a brother has a crush on someone, they may not have a crush on him.' Lucas's words unexpectedly returned a blank stare from Ethan.
'English aristocrat?'When Ethan's grandmother heard this, the smile on her face suddenly froze, and her expression seemed to have gone into a trance for a few moments.
Lucas is oblivious, still chattering:'not, the Coote family origin, the Duke of Brandon is his grandfather, and he also has a viscount title. I see that his brother wants to be with him but also has to join their family, but that kind of aristocratic family is afraid of not accepting their grandchildren with a man. Marcus is also relatively poor!...'
Ethan saw that his grandmother had frozen and didn't care about Lucas's nonsense. He somewhat unexpectedly patted her hand,' Grandma, what's wrong with you?'
Returning to her senses from her disorientation, Ethan's grandmother shook her head and fell silent. After a long time, until Lucas sensed that her grandmother was out of sorts and stopped talking, she opened her mouth again and asked Ethan, 'How did you and him meet? He is a British aristocrat. How did he come here? What else is in his... family?'
Ethan did not know how his grandmother would care about these, but also still told the truth in the United Kingdom when studying acquaintance these years, the business world will also occasionally have contacts; he came here to work, and I guess in the future will be transferred back to the headquarters of the United Kingdom to go, his family, his grandmother and mother are Asian, I heard that his parents are also gone, grandmother is three years ago died, the closest thing he has is only a grandfather. However, the whole Kurt family must still have a lot of other relatives.'
Of course, Ethan knew so clearly about Marcus's things because he had been a love rival before, so he had to know his enemy. When Marcus's grandmother died three years ago, William also followed him to the UK piece by piece because of that, saying that he wanted to comfort him, so Ethan was deeply impressed by that.
'His grandmother... has died?'
'That's right.'
Grandma Ethan didn't say another word at that meal after that, and when she didn't, the other two, seeing that she wasn't in the right mood, didn't open their mouths much. When the dishes were put away, Grandma Ethan went upstairs and took the door with her; she shut herself up in her room.
She removed the bottom photo from the locked bedside table drawer and stroked the yellowed black-and-white photo, Granny Ethan's eyes slightly reddened.
In the photo was the eighteen-year-old her, smiling like a flower, her face full of happiness and sweetness that could not be hidden, leaning in the arms of the tall, blonde-haired, blue-eyed man beside her.
'Even if we can't be together, one day I'm going to make your children and grandchildren my Kurt family.'
With the man's words still ringing from when he left New York to return to England, Grandma Ethan was silent for a long time, sighed softly, and locked the picture back in the drawer again.