[The Great Gatsby] Male God

Gatsby was exactly the same as he was in Louisville five years ago.Full of noble aura, how could he be a pauper like this.

Daisy looked at it fascinated for a while, thinking that Jordan must have read it wrong.She smiled gracefully, turned her head to express condolences: "What's the matter, dear."

What's wrong, I'm ashamed.Jordan tugged on the belt in displeasure.Go to the seat just now and sit down suddenly.

Frightened, Jerry collected the documents on the table and ran away.

Daisy then pointed to the empty seat and said to Nick: "Xiao Ni, it's such a coincidence that I met you here. Let's have dinner together, I treat you." She said, looking at Gatsby intentionally.The more I look at Gatsby, the more perfect I feel. Tom, a ruthless man, how can he compare with him.

Gatsby would, of course, agree, she believed.

"No/Okay."

The two men spoke in unison.

Gatsby turned to look at Nick in astonishment.It didn't occur to him that they would be out of sync.

Maybe Nick is really too kind and always can't bear to refuse others.

Gatsby stayed for him.He thought, at least it would be nice to have a hole in Jordan.And such misunderstandings are good for the future.

A square table just sits four people.Gatsby and Nick sat on opposite sides, Jordan and Daisy on the other two sides.

The waiter came to hand over the menu, and Gatsby glanced at it, turned around and handed it to Daisy.

It's just a gentleman's habit.

Daisy took it with some joy, and she thought happily that Gatsby still had her in his heart.

Gatsby brutally exposed: "Ladies first is a good habit."

The corners of Daisy's lips twitched, still maintaining an elegant smile.She looked away from the menu and said to the waiter, "Apple juice and filet mignon, seven."

"Yes, ma'am, what would you like sir." The waiter turned to Gatsby.

Knowing that the waiter didn't mean that.But Gatsby looked at Daisy intentionally, and corrected him, "I'm not her husband."

Daisy's lips twitched again.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I thought..." The waiter looked at it and said flatteringly, "You two look like a couple, I'm sorry. I didn't expect it to be so."

Are you married?

Daisy was a little happier.But she looked at Gatsby again and felt something was wrong.

He and Nick...why do they seem so harmonious.It seems that they are more husband and wife.

Oh my God, this can't be true.

Daisy felt very hot.He hurriedly took out a white fan from his hand strap.But accidentally fell to the ground.

She coughed reservedly and glanced at Gatsby.

Gatsby smiled and didn't move.Nick bumped his elbow before he stooped.

Daisy didn't see it, and smiled sweetly.

Coincidentally, the waiter came with the plates and juices and put them down one by one: "Ma'am, this is yours... oh, sorry!"

Gatsby just got up and bumped into it, and was in a mess.

"Oh, my God!" everyone shouted.

Daisy immediately reached for Gatsby's neckline with the napkin, but Gatsby stood up quickly, pulled Nick up and walked away.

They all headed for the bathroom.

Fortunately, no one else was in the bathroom.

Gatsby came in and knocked the door, actually smiling.

"You're all dirty." Nick hurriedly found water and wet the handkerchief to help him wipe it. The more he wiped it, the more he felt a pity: "What should I do?"

Even dry-cleaning such expensive materials is just a waste.

"No need." The big deal is losing money.What Gatsby cared about was Nick's concern at this moment. He grabbed him and pressed against the door of the toilet cubicle: "You really care about me, and now I am much more comfortable."

Nick endured his kiss and didn't understand: "What's wrong with you."

"It's uncomfortable to see Jordan." Gatsby said mischievously, "I'm jealous, okay?"

Nick was speechless.Although Jordan was the object of the blind date, he never thought of it that way.

"I won't ask you to do anything now, but you must find an opportunity to make it clear to her. I don't want you to be snatched away suddenly." Gatsby grabbed Nick's hand and placed it in his heart.

Nick slowly closed his eyes.

……

Five minutes later, they came out of the bathroom together.

Daisy has been watching Gatsby's direction, seeing them but pretending to talk to Jordan.

Gatsby patted Nick on the shoulder, walking briskly.

They didn't look this way, and Daisy was very disappointed.

Gatsby's expression from five years ago came to her mind.

How could that kind of focused and loving eyes turn to another person, and it was Nick.

God, there must be hallucinations, hallucinations!

She grasped the fan tightly in her hand and pressed it unconsciously.

The curved fan bones are under pressure pitifully.

"Daisy!" Nick called.

"Oh." Daisy let go, and hit her hard with the force of the rebound.

She touched her finger, peeking at Gatsby's reaction.She felt like she couldn't breathe.

At this time, the waiter standing by the hall door came over untimely, and looked at Daisy calmly: "Excuse me, are you Mrs. Buchanan? Your mansion has a phone number. Mr. Buchanan, please call back immediately." Home."