Buy atte and stand in line for Severo Laris and Pa Rouco.


    The sales clerk asked, “What would you like to order?”.


    Pa Rouco said, “I’d like a Four Seasons greentte with pearls with coconut withtte jelly, three parts sugar, to go with ice, may I?”.


    “… It’s avable.”


    The clerk pushed his sses down on the bridge of his nose and nced at Pa Rouco, who was so thin she could eattte.


    The clerk asked Severo Laris again, “And what would the gentleman like to order?”.


    Severo Laris didn’t even look at the menu and asked directly, “A coffee with milk, no topping, three parts sugar, no ice and served in a coffee cup.”


    Clerk: “…”


    Two oddballs, the perfect match for each other.


    After buying coffee con leche, Pa Rouco ordered ice cream and cakes, and Severo Laris bought more ice cream and a box of cakes to take to the movies.


    The film is a literary romance, slow-paced and not too difficult to watch. There is a lot of scenery in the film, the images are striking and the actors are striking.


    The tempo is leisurely.


    Halfway through the film.


    Pa Rouco sipped hertte through a straw until, with the sound of the buzz, thette disappeared and all that was left in the heavy cup were those pearly coconut ingredients.


    No fun eating those ingredients dry.


    Pa Rouco turned her face to Severo Laris, who was sitting next to her, and looked greedily at the cup of unadulteratedtte in her hand.


    Severo Laris, naturally, felt his wife’s eager gaze.


    Turn her face and look at her.


    Mrs. Laris blinked, waving her cup of aggravatedtte, small mouth squashed, and said, “No morette. ”


    Severo Laris’ big, thin hands uncapped his owntte cup and uncapped hers, pouring it all out.


    Mrs. Laris took the refilled, creamy cup of coffee and stuff and rested her little head on Senorita’s shoulder. Severo and took several happy sips.


    Senorita. Severo looked fondly at his little wife and asked, “Is it good?”


    With a small hand, Mrs. Laris lifted her ss to Miss Severo’s thin lips.


    Senorita. Severo took a sip of the pearl coconut creamtte in Mrs. Laris’ small hand and the same straw from which he had drunk.


    Sweet and cloying.


    And then, the two of themy back and watched the movie in silence.


    Severo Laris asionally picks up a pie and pops it into Pa Rouco’s mouth, who takes a bite, and when she can’t finish it, Severo Laris eats half of the rest of her pie.


    Finally, Pa Rouco is satiated and has a small cup of coffee with milk left, which she spontaneously and automatically slips into Severo Laris’ hand.


    Severo Laris picks up his coffee con leche, watches the movie and continues drinking.N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Pa Rouco wrapped one of Severo Laris’ arms around her and leaned against him like a good little kitten.


    …


    Imperial turns the corner into a white winter.


    Severo Laris had to make a trip back to New York and had wanted to send Pa Rouco back to The Rouco Family, but this time back to MO headquarters, there was a lot of work to do and he wouldn’t be able to return to the country for another half month.


    So, the morning Severo Laris flew to New York, he packed up his bed with Mrs. Laris and took her with him.


    It was Pa Rouco’s first visit to Severo Laris’ home in New York.


    Severo Laris is out of the office and Pa Rouco wanders alone in therge vi.


    It doesn’t take long to discover a little secret in Severo Laris’ closet.


    The spacious closet is filled with tailored suits and shirts, and a cheap-looking beige wool scarf hangs next to a row of well-made ties.


    It’s already very old.


    But it’s clear from the details that the scarf, carefully protected by its wearer, hangs like a treasure in the closet, with a clear dust box on the outside.


    After Pa Rouco removed the acrylic dust box from the outside, she pulled out the wool scarf, which, once opened, had a hole in it.


    Why, she really sucked at manualbor back then, knitting a scarf and punching a hole in it.


    Soon after, the sound of an engine was heard in the courtyard of the chalet and Pa Rouco came running out with the scarf in her hand.


    As Severo Laris entered the house with a wintry chill, a small, soft thing pounced on her arms.


    Pa Rouco put the wool scarf around Severo Laris’ neck.


    Severo Laris wore a long ck coat with a smart suit underneath, and when wrapped in this cheap wool scarf, perhaps his air was too distinguished to make any essory or clothing seem less frumpy.


    Severo Laris was slightly taken aback and smiled slightly as he looked at that scarf around her neck, wrapping his arms around her and asking, “Did you figure it out so quickly?”


    Pa Rouco was a little frustrated, her little face buried in her arms, “I wish I had knitted better from the beginning.”


    Severo Laris stroked her little head and said soothingly, “Mrs. Laris knits the best scarves.”


    Pa Rouco smiled with joy, raising her excited little face and saying, “Then I’ll knit you another scarf!”.


    Severo Laris: “…”


    How did she be obsessed with knitting scarves?


    Mrs. Laris is really the little big mouth that says it all.


    On Christmas Day, she proudly pulled out a new scarf she had knitted and gave it to Miss Severo.


    And, this time, no holes in the scarf.


    The choice of wool is also much more advanced.


    From then on, whenever Severo Laris wore a scarf during the winter, he wore the one Mrs. Laris had knitted herself and never wore any other scarf.


    In early January, it snowed in New York.


    Severo Laris sat with Pa Rouco in front of the firece, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the white snowkes, but inside it was incredibly warm.


    Because of the snow, a thinyer of fog had formed on the ss windows.


    Pa Rouco ran to the ss window, held out her little hand and wrote: Severo Laris wants Pa Rouco.


    Severo Laris came up behind her, extended his arm and wrapped it around her back, sneering with a faint smile, “I love you to death, I love anyone.”


    Severo Laris raised his hand and erased the word “dead” from the middle.


    Pa Rouco is not happy, “Amada, that’s an aggravating word, Severo Laris loved Pa Rouco and she doesn’t feel so loving when you read it.”


    Severo Laris couldn’t help but look at her earnestness and, taking her small hand, wrote again on the fogged surface of the ss window, “Pa Rouco is the only love of Severo Laris’s life.


    Pa Rouco asks: “Severo, those seven years, were you lonely?”.


    As she finished writing this on the window pane, Severo Laris suddenly lowered his gaze, buried his face in the warm corner of her neck and said in a muffled whisper, “lita, during those seven years without you, New York City seemed to me an empty city without people, and I felt alone.”


    At that time, aside from social engagements, I worked and rarely went home.


    I probably wouldn’t have been home for a month or two if Costis hadn’t been there.


    Severo Laris smiled and said, “Luckily, I had Costis toe back to this empty home with somefort. Every time I saw Costis during those seven years, I was more than grateful that you then picked him up and brought him home, and even more grateful that I was able to get custody of him. “