Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1209 Benjamin's Tea Talk

I raised both eyebrows in self-deprecation, "It doesn't look like your people like me very much."

Benjamin hooked his lips lightly, "I don't need them to like it, it's enough that I do."

"Uh, it's a little meaty, so talk properly." I shrunk my neck in disgust and avoided his face that came

close to kiss.

Benjamin seemed to be in a good mood and didn't bother with me. He got up and pulled me towards

the other door outside to an observation deck high up in the lodge.

City P's winter nights are especially cold, especially tonight, there is a trend of snow, the wind is strong

at the top of the mountain, the cold wind, I just windy people are freezing legs shivering, can not help

but hold themselves tighter, feet stepping on the cackle to warm up.

Benjamin is still a gentleman, see the situation immediately took off his jacket and draped on me.

The body regained its temperature, and only then did I stand still and check the situation around me. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

We should be standing at the highest point of the observation deck, a glance down, in addition to the

distant lights of the lodge, and staggered on the hillside with the dim lights of the observation deck, the

vision is only a dark.

Closing my hand to my mouth and blowing hot air, I couldn't help but ask, "What the hell are you going

to do?"

Benjamin inexplicably smiled, turned around and walked to the next mahogany chair and sat down,

then also did not speak, cocked his head and looked at the sky, a very enjoyable look.

Why did you bring me here at night to have a heart-to-heart?

Pretty good at finding guilt.

Of course, if it were Dennis instead, I'd be a hundred times more willing.

Lest he feel I was too good to talk, I stubbornly stood to the side, shaking my body constantly, waiting

for him to look away and give the word to go away.

"What do you think of Justin?" Benjamin suddenly said.

As expected, he really will pick a place to talk about things, I did not good perfunctory, "beautiful, can

not afford to mess with."

Benjamin laughed, "You are my man, she is just one of my subordinates, the one who can't afford to

mess with, should be her."

I bared my smile, "What are you trying to say? Tell me that I can bully whoever I want whenever I want,

naturally with you behind me?"

Then become as cold-blooded and wantonly wicked as he is, reviled by the world.

Of course, the second half of the sentence I did not say, after all, in this kind of place to argue, it is

really very laborious.

Benjamin directly and generously admitted, "so to speak, you always don't want to be the one to be

bullied, this world is cruel, the weak are strong, want to protect yourself, you have to make others afraid

of you."

"Fallacy." I couldn't really listen to it and spat unconsciously.

"You're always like this, thinking I'm wrong but refusing to say what you think is right and refusing to

communicate with me." Benjamin grumbled, like a spiteful woman at times like this.

I admit that he can indeed talk, I have no reason to run away, so I argued, said, "At all your perception

is wrong, what you call cruelty, only exists in the period of unevolved savages, now belongs to the

human world warm and harmonious, of course, provided that there is no trouble with people like you, to

protect themselves, not necessarily to bully others, as long as they protect themselves and do not go to

harm anyone, as well as can live very well."

"Do you think what you say will come true, so many people around the world have died from all kinds of

man-made injuries, they have done nothing and still die, that's what happens when you just know you

shouldn't hurt people." Benjamin narrowed his eyes, his eyes unusually contemptuous.

To him, those people's lives meant nothing.

"That was an accident, but it's just one in ten million, it's because you always don't follow the rules

without order and only do things according to your own ideas that those accidents happen, you are one

of the culprits, I don't understand how you can say it so justifiably!"

"Clara!"

Each other's rants came to a screeching halt and I was already red in the face.

See, the obsessive people, preaching is simply playing to the bull.

For a while our breath was a little unsteady, and we were furiously confronting each other, turning into

enemies again.

"Boom..."

A loud bang rose in the sky, and I subconsciously turned around as brilliant fireworks exploded at the

highest point, turning into a multicolored flower that briefly framed in the air before disappearing again.

Then came the next one, many more, one after another, and the canopy became a stage for fireworks,

with no stopping point.

This reminds me of the atmosphere of Christmas in Newton Town, where there is no explicit ban on

fireworks, and fireworks go off all night long on Christmas Eve to welcome the good fortune of the New

Year.

At that time Dennis was still around and Clarie was clingy, the Georges did not have an accident.

That's when home was home.

Memories are beautiful, but with the passage of time, sadness like a flood of water, rushing in, the

brighter the fireworks, the more desolate I shine, all because of Benjamin.

I gritted my teeth, squeezed my hand into a fist, and the hint of a smile on my face that surfaced

because of the memories gradually turned into a heavy resentment.

Benjamin thought I was lost in thought, but he went up and embraced me from behind, immersed in

what he thought was a touching, "Clara, I may not know what love is, but I know very well that at this

moment, I can't let you go, although up to now, I don't believe there is any relationship that can last a

lifetime, but I promise, my feelings for you, just like this fireworks, even if brief, will certainly be the most

fiery, the most romantic."

I sneered and shook my nose, and said in a gloomy voice, "No need to talk so nicely, don't you just

want to say that now you are interested in me, so you have to keep me anyway, and when you are not

interested, so that I can learn this fireworks and disappear of my own accord."

Benjamin sighed and laughed, "Maybe."

Said, let go of me and led me towards the guardrail, "stand closer, you can see more clearly."

However, when we went to the guardrail, a glance at the observation deck located directly below the

situation, can not help but be silenced.

In the warm light, a man and woman stand side by side in the pavilion of the observation deck.

It's easy to see from the back that it's none other than Dennis and Justin .

From a distance, it still looks like a good match.

At the moment they are also looking at the fireworks in the sky, and do not notice us behind them.

"Justin and Dennis are both brilliant, born to do this, and I think they'd be right at home working

together." Benjamin whispered.

I don't face indifferently slanted him, want to accuse Dennis and Justin have a leg to say directly, don't

make me whole this roundabout tea language.

But on the surface I still played dumb and asked, "What do you mean?"

Benjamin looked at me with downcast eyes and a gloating smile on his lips, "Literally. "

"In the old days, I would have chosen an evenly matched woman as my other half, and guess if Justin

would have been that choice in Dennis' eyes?"