I am a Taoist priest in the extraordinary world

Chapter 53 A Story From Another Angle
In the not far distance from the bar to the corner, Dante feels that every step is a psychological construction.

He does not discriminate against the special orientation of certain groups, because this is a free choice of individuals, and others have no right to interfere or evaluate it.

But equally, he doesn't let himself step into that circle, which is the best way to maintain respect beyond boundaries.

But now, due to the duties of a detective and the vaguely deduced answer when he was in the car at first, he had to take this step.

"Hi, are you alone?"

Dante showed a polite smile and took the initiative to say hello.

Xia Ya was originally trapped in his own world and drank, when he suddenly heard a peaceful voice ringing in his ears, he raised his head in a daze, and his eyes couldn't help but brighten up.

"Yes, what can I do for you?"

"Seeing you sitting here drinking alone, don't you mind if I sit for a while?" Dante smiled amiably.

"Of course, I'm honored." A smile appeared on the corner of Xia's mouth, he pulled away the chair next to him, and extended his hand politely.

"Thank you." After Dante took his seat, he couldn't help but glanced in Ivy's direction.

The latter was pumping up his fists, cheering him up solemnly, looking like he wanted to paint on the spot.

You are such a qualified painter. A certain detective twitched the corner of his mouth a few times, and forcibly controlled the change of expression.

"Is that your girlfriend? It matches you very well." Xia Ya chuckled lightly, and his observations were also very meticulous.

"Huh? No, she's my sister." Dante didn't expect to be seen by the other party just as he sat down, and he was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay to come and chat together."

Xia is more gentle and kind than he looks, with a soft voice and a romantic temperament of a melancholy poet.

"Thank you, we were afraid that you would mind."

Dante, like being pardoned, walked back to the bar quickly, and dragged Ivy over who was watching the excitement.

Those who have been dismantled must bear the burden together.

A new round of fierce fighting broke out on the boxing ring of the bar, and new gambling games naturally emerged at the surrounding wine tables. language.

Compared with the noisy environment around, the three people in the corner seemed a bit out of place and quiet.

"I don't think there is anything special about it. Judging by your attire, you must have something to ask me for."

Xia took a sip of beer and returned to the melancholy look at the beginning, but his eyes glanced at Dante who was aside from time to time.

Good-looking people, regardless of gender, can't help but take a few more glances.

"Just now, I was just curious about your behavior of getting drunk alone, so I asked a few casually, but I didn't expect it to be related to an old friend of mine."

Dante concealed the real purpose of the two, pointed to the bar, and said with a smile: "There are still stories about the two of you here."

"Are you talking about Anthony?" Shaar seemed a little drunk, his face was a little red, but his eyes were bright.

"He was a nice guy, gentleman, kind, always had a smile on his face, treated everyone with humility, and loved his wife deeply."

kindness?Aren't you his lover? Dante wanted to ask directly, but he politely swallowed it.

"Did the bartender tell you that Anthony is my boyfriend?" Xia Ya was not surprised, and even smiled.

"That's because Anthony once criticized him for not secretly mixing water in the guests' wine glasses, because they are all hard-working people and it is not easy to make money, so they should sympathize with each other."

This. Dante looked back at the bar, and found that the bartender was taking advantage of the hustle and bustle around him, quietly putting his hand into the pocket of a drunken customer.

He snapped his fingers silently, and silently recited a few directional awakening mantras in his mind. The drunk customer suddenly raised his head, so frightened that the bartender quickly withdrew his hand, and turned around in a panic, pretending to take a cup.

The drinker looked around blankly, touched the thinning hair on the top of his head again, picked up the glass again, and drank in a big gulp.

The little tricks I have learned recently are quite useful. The corners of Dante's mouth were slightly upturned, and he pretended to be nonchalant and continued to listen to Shaar's narration.

"I admit that I'm in love with him. It's not something to be ashamed of, don't you think?"

"Indeed, everyone's love should be respected." Dante nodded, and at the same time silently added a sentence in his heart: as long as it does not affect others.

Ivy nodded even more vigorously, as if countless lingering love stories had formed in her mind.

Hey, you are the one who originally claimed to be looking for the husband who had gone away for the poor, lonely wife who needed family warmth. Dante put his hand on his forehead, expressing his helplessness.

"Beautiful lady, stories are always beautiful, but reality is cruel." Xia smiled at Ivy, his intuition was so keen that even Dante found it incredible.

"Although I fall in love with Anthony, he is a very loyal person with the simplest moral values.

Although he rejected my admiration, he still regarded me as a friend worthy of association, and even showed me respect that ordinary people rarely have. "

Dante found that as long as Anthony Brown was mentioned, the poet Char's eyes were always full of light, as if the haze had been swept away.

"He is a qualified gentleman." Dante could only vaguely speak from the perspective of an "old friend" as much as possible.

"No, I think he is not just a gentleman, he is more like a benevolent elder. Although he is very young, his eyes clearly contain vicissitudes that do not belong to that age."

Xia Ya drank another glass of wine, his eyes were a little blurred.

"That's the indifference after experiencing the changes in people's hearts and seeing the complicated world. He can always grasp the proportions just right, and he can deal with every different person properly, except for his wife."

"From what you said, there seems to be something unknown between him and his wife." Ivy spoke at the right time, asking the question Dante wanted to ask.

"I didn't want to talk about this topic at first, because Anthony said that it's not polite to talk about others behind their backs." Shaar smiled wryly and sighed.

"But it's really uncomfortable to hold back some words in my heart. Since you are his old friend, you should also know what kind of person his wife is?"

Beautiful, enchanting, with some unrestrained ocean.Dante thought so, but just nodded slightly.

"His wife has never been a person willing to be lonely. Anthony once confided to me after being drunk that the reason why he came to Landis, the city full of burnt smell, was entirely because of There is no way to stay in Liminya any longer."

Xia Ya shook his head, his tone mixed with regret and indignation: "Who would have thought that such a perfect man would have such a profligate wife."

"She completely ruined the good reputation of the Brown family in Liminya business circles. Almost everyone knows that the eldest son of the Brown family married a prodigal and undisciplined woman. His father even got angry several times."

"This is not a rumor in the market, it has completely reached the level of well-known."

"If you've ever been to Liminia, you've even heard a saying among merchants about a slut."

Shaar paused for a moment, and seemed to feel that the next words were inappropriate, but with the help of alcohol, he still said it angrily:

"Every time you walk down a street, you may meet three or five men who have an affair with Mrs. Brown!"

(End of this chapter)