[The Great Gatsby] Male God

Not late, just right.

In the hearts of those present, this moment will never be erased.Daisy's small cherry mouth was slightly open, and her beautiful eyes were staring straight at that place with tears streaming down her face.

Here comes Gatsby.As she had expected, he returned to her world more beautifully than the prince.

His eyes are still so gentle, so doting, so kind and pleasant.It blinked slightly, with deep affection, like a ball of honey, slowly trickling out.

In other words, he still loves her.He will not hurt her.

Daisy's high-hanging heart suddenly fell, and she took a step forward nervously.

pain.

My foot hit the table, but my heart was happy.She was happy anyway.

But the next second...

Gatsby turned the other way. "Nick?"

"Oh!" Nick was also dumbfounded.I forgot to introduce him.

But it's no wonder that Gatsby seemed to have crashed in like this, and no one was mentally prepared.

Tom gave Henry a reproachful look, then walked to the window to see that the extraordinary cheese-colored sedan was parked in the garden like an emperor's car.

Too bright for this car.Dazzling, more piercing.There is no way to ignore it, and it is impossible to take it lightly.

Tom turned his head, cocking his eyes enviously.

Even if it's just for a moment, everyone knows it.

Daisy's mood changed. She was a little sad, but also a little happy, and a little scared.

As soon as Gatsby came in, she wanted him to go out, but she hoped that he would stay a little longer so that she could look at him more.

Her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't stand it.

Gatsby only talks to Nick.Nick looked at it while talking worriedly, looking a little ridiculous.Gatsby glanced at him, then held out his hand to Tom: "My name is Jay, nice to meet you, Mr. Buchanan."

"Nice to meet you." Tom looked at him critically, showing a noble smile.

It's just a nouveau riche in West Egg, so there's nothing to care about.Tom comforted himself like this, but he still felt very uncomfortable.He went to see Daisy, his eyebrows raised warily.

Daisy is still peeking at her prince.She was a little expectant, and afraid that Gatsby's eyes would roll away.She was even more anxious when she found out that Gatsby was always talking to Nick.

Jordan was by her side, just like her.Even more excited, if it wasn't for the wrong place, she might run over to catch up with Gatsby.

"Bang." Jordan's foot was also hit by the table.

"Dear guest, it's a pleasure to meet you." Daisy stared at Gatsby blankly, and said these words unwillingly.She was a little angry when Gatsby played on the phone, but at this moment, she completely forgave him.She was even a little sad why her "prince" didn't come back to her sooner.

Gatsby walked up to Daisy gently, lifted the back of her hand lightly, and kissed her softly.Then he smiled kindly: "Mrs. Buchanan, you are really fascinating."

Daisy couldn't breathe in pain.Such a simple sentence, coming out of his mouth is like digging out her heart.

If I had known this day would come, maybe I shouldn't have rushed to marry Tom in the first place, maybe, maybe...

Just delusional.

Tom coughed slightly on the other side, once, and then he coughed again.

Daisy frowned slightly annoyed, and squeezed out an elegant smile: "Xiao Ni, your friend is really interesting, please sit down together."

Nick sat next to Gatsby, across from Daisy.

Tom sat next to Nick.Gatsby looked uneasily across him.At about the same age, Gatsby has a kind of sharp-edged vigor, but in contrast, he is old-fashioned.

Comparing is the only way to compare.

Daisy and Jordan sat on the other side, peeping.

Gatsby nodded to Daisy, then fell silent.

Daisy was a little disappointed, and went to see the gift box he brought.They are placed on the corner of the table, two gift boxes stacked together, wrapped in the simplest light yellow kraft paper, with a rope tied on it.

The housekeeper looked at it in disgust, and accepted it without saying anything.

Gatsby leaned into Nick's ear, and said with a bit of annoyance, "I'm hungry, and the key is locked at home."

It turned out that he went out without a key.Relieved, Nick looked him over again.

Gatsby smiled at him and said intentionally, "You have a good neighbor."

It turned out to be borrowed.No wonder it is such a style.Nick misunderstood himself, thinking, since this is the case, he should also help to brag.

Tom quickly asked about Gatsby's wealth and business, and Nick helped him block it, saying that he was also in business, and that he was much more capable than him.Seeing Nick's face, Tom had no choice but to stop pestering him.

Dinner is steak and wine.Henry carefully asked how mature they were.He asked Daisy first.

"Seventy percent." Daisy and Gatsby replied in unison.

Henry was stunned.

The hall fell silent, very quiet, very quiet.

Daisy didn't look at anyone, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "I want seventy percent."

"Okay, ma'am." Henry went to ask the others again, this time his voice was softer.When asked about Nick, he deliberately raised his eyebrows.

Nick understood what he meant, and answered for Gatsby: "[-]% for me, and [-]% for his. Cut..."

Gatsby clapped his hands.

Nick originally wanted to say cut into slices, forget it.

After a while, their respective plates were served.Gatsby, who picked up the knife and fork, frowned.

Nick immediately wondered if he was in pain.Then, he handed over his right hand.

Gatsby smiled, pushed it away slightly, and then held the fork in his left hand and the knife in his right.Found it inconvenient and changed it again.But in any case, as long as both hands are used together, he will show a very uncomfortable expression.

Everyone looked over.

Nick felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and touched his hand.

Gatsby put down the knife and fork, a little aggrieved.

Nick touched his left hand again, and he picked up the knife.Nick held the steak with his right hand and waited for him to move.

I'm used to doing this at home, and it's not messy at all.Gatsby sliced ​​it skillfully.

Nick forks it up and lets him hold it in his left hand and bring it to his mouth.After a while, I felt that this was so troublesome, so I simply cut it with a fork and fed it directly.

It's the same at home, so what's the matter?

God, are they showing their affection?how can that be possible!

Sitting directly opposite Gatsby, Daisy picked up a piece of beef and was about to put it into her mouth. At this moment, she saw that Gatsby's eyes were full of happiness, the light of love!

This is not only a show of affection, but also for her to see!

She is going crazy!Her eyes are going blind!

With a "click", the knife and fork fell on the table together with the beef, and the splashed juice jumped onto Daisy's face.