[The Great Gatsby] Male God

In the kitchen, the aroma of coffee gradually filled the air.Like being pushed by the breeze, it enters the nasal cavity naturally, a little sour, a little sweet, very mellow, like sweet spring water flowing, kissing your heart.When the mood also improved, I realized that I was really tempted by it.

It was this kind of breath that brought a rare surprise.

This is the ultimate taste.Gatsby narrowed his eyes slightly, and was planning how to "seduce" him, when he suddenly sniffed and said somewhat surprised, "Didn't you bring this from home?"

Only the most superior coffee beans in the world can brew such aroma.It unquestionably hails from the Blue Mountains of Jamaica Island.

Nick smiled, knowing he guessed right: "My father asked someone to bring it from Jamaica."

There are also imported ones locally, but in order to cater to customers, the original taste has been somewhat lost.The real Blue Mountain coffee can only be tasted by those who understand it.Nick took it to entertain Gatsby, which shows how much he attaches importance to him.

And if you smell it and know it comes from Jamaica, it is enough to show that Gatsby is a man of knowledge.

Gatsby thought of another thing, and stared at Nick more deeply.He squeezed his fingertips, wiped off the sweat from nervousness, and retrieved a little detail from the original owner's memory: "Remember, buddy, you have seen me before."

Nick, who was stirring the coffee with the silver spoon, stopped and almost spilled it.He understood what Gatsby meant by saying that, since he saw him just now, he felt familiar, but he didn't dare to take the risk.

He used to serve him Blue Mountain coffee, but it was many years ago.They were still in the war at that time. They were both members of the 28st Division, one was in the [-]th Infantry Company, and the other was in the [-]th Company.There was no intersection at all.Except one day he drank half of his coffee.

At that time, the sun was as bright as early spring.The deputy commander of the First Division decided by chance to hold a party. The 28th company and the [-]th company were connected in series.Due to his shyness, Nick did not prepare any talents, but he brewed Blue Mountain coffee himself to entertain everyone.

At that time, he brought a lot of stock, and many people didn't drink it because they were not used to it.There is nothing wrong with a friend who really knows a good product.Even so, however, Nick still missed a glass.

When he finished his hard work and drank half of his glass, he suddenly saw a handsome non-commissioned officer walking towards him.His blonde hair instantly filled his eyes, and his perfect lips curled up slightly.

Gatsby's left hand is holding a bitten apple pie, and the slightly raised arc looks like a smile.He glanced at it leisurely, and Nick felt suddenly covered by a light, and suddenly he didn't know how to move.

He continued to stand there until Gatsby took the half cup of coffee in his hand.

Nick smiled at him a little guilty.

"My name is Jay." Gatsby drank the half cup of coffee slowly until he finished the apple pie.The moment he raised his eyes, it reflected a brilliance like the sun.

Nick was fascinated and transfixed.

He doesn't remember much about what happened next.I just remember that when I woke up, Gatsby was gone.

What remains in the air is the aroma of Blue Mountain coffee.

I don't remember whether they met later, but I didn't expect to meet again now.

What's more, it was Gatsby who first recognized him.This made Nick suddenly feel that the distance between them was much closer.Not only are they not strangers, but comrades-in-arms who once had friendship in the same robe.Even without holding each other's shoulders up and down in the same trench, this kind of affection is still incomparable to ordinary friendship.

Is this the so-called...meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land?

Nick continued to fiddle with the coffee in his hand, thinking about those days of gunfire, his heart was getting hotter and hotter.

Gatsby's breath was blowing softly in his ears, a little itchy.He couldn't help turning his head back, and his face lightly rubbed against the other's nose.He had expected Gatsby to back away, but he didn't.Therefore, when he turned around like this, it seemed that he took the initiative to meet him.

Gatsby's lips were on his chin, and quickly, like a hasty smear, it slipped away.The raised hand clasped his waist, and Nick stepped back quickly, forgetting that the coffee pot was behind him.

"Hey." Gatsby pulled him aside quickly.Smile lightly.

Nick couldn't imagine how cramped it was, but there was no excuse for the fact.The news that he was confirmed as a comrade-in-arms made him even more excited, and it was obvious that Gatsby was the same.

They were even grateful for the pot of coffee, which brought back old memories.

When they came out of the kitchen, the expressions of Nick and Gatsby changed a lot.Gatsby came to the cooking table with two cups of coffee half full, and asked Nick to sit down.

It is actually the host and the guest.Nick didn't see anything wrong either.He was also a little hungry. While drinking coffee, he tasted the sandwich. He just took a bite and remembered the apple pie that Gatsby liked very much.

As it happens, Daisy is very good at cooking this kind of food.If they visit Daisy together, it will be a real treat.Nick glanced at Gatsby and asked naturally, "Hey, would you like to go to East Egg with me?"

Of course, Gatsby also thought of Daisy, smiled gently, and thought, only after finishing the cohabitation with Nick, would he be free to do other things.If he manages to live here by the end of the week, he will be more than happy to do it.

He has other suggestions for Daisy: "Not for now. Nick, I think it's better for you to know me now. You also know that people in East Egg have prejudices against West Egg."

The old wealthy district of East Egg has always considered itself the most noble, and looked down on the nouveau riche of West Egg.Hence the psychology of resistance to anyone who is in West Egg.

Nick thought so, and thought that if it wasn't for his relatives, he probably wouldn't want to go to East Egg.Especially now that he is just starting out, Tom, who is a rich man, may not have no opinion.

But it was Gatsby's refusal that finally made Nick feel disappointed.Since my impression of him has changed from a new friend I just met to an old comrade-in-arms, I would be eager to pull him into my life.Moreover, Nick self-righteously guessed that Gatsby's current condition may not be very good, so he "reduced" to the point of repairing the car. In this case, it is better not to expose his scars.

People who have survived the war are always more sensitive to self-esteem than ordinary people.Nick also thought that Gatsby seemed very interested in his current career, so he couldn't help thinking of lobbying.If they can become colleagues, they can not only face each other day and night, but also greatly improve Gatsby's environment.

He was secretly delighted by this thought, and looked over with wonderful fantasies

Gatsby knew what to say when he saw Nick's eyes.It's too early to tell, he'll just let it be.So he didn't say anything more, but stretched out his hand kindly, and touched Nick's head.

Nick took a breath, and his heart was so tight that it hurt a little.He lost control of his mind and asked softly, "Do you also live in West Egg now?"

"Aha." Gatsby made a mocking comparison: "I can't say that now. Don't you have a new neighbor. He must be much cuter than me. Go and see him when you have time."

"You mean Gatsby?" Nick's eyes froze slightly, and he fell into deep thought: "Maybe he lives in the tower opposite. Jay, maybe you're right, I'm new here, I should visit him. Now we Just move."

Gatsby was speechless for a moment.After holding back for a while, a sentence came out: "Nick, don't you think you should prepare some gifts before talking about it?"

"That's right." Nick woke up, but said to himself a little worriedly: "What kind of gift is that? A rich man like him should be very picky."

Stupid, you are the best gift.Gatsby pressed the words in his throat for a few turns, and finally exhaled in one breath.At this time, his face was already red.