From Hollywood to King of the World

"It doesn't look like this."

Rowan put the key on the windowsilI next to the door: "I will find it sooner or later."

Dora looked at him anxiously.

It wasn't until Rowan took a few steps forward that she reacted and hurried to follow him.

Looking back at the window and the moon, Dora couldn't help but ask, "Who's up there?"

Rowan smiled and said, "It's the Virgin Mary."

Dora puffed up her face a little angrily: "You know that's not it."

"Just kidding."

Rowan briefly explained the key and said with a smile, "It's not this one, but I will find the key."

"Do you want to go home now, or have an ice cream?"

Without waiting for Dora to answer, Rowan said softly, "You should go home and take a hot bath. Don't catch a cold or get sick."

Dora could feel the concern, as warm as a coat on her body: "It's time to go back... Can you tell me about yourself?"

"Me? What do you want to know?"

"Anything." Dora whispered, "You can't just be allowed to open the jewelry box while hiding it from me? That's not fair."

"It's not fair." Rowan nodded and began to talk about himself.

Talking about literature, mathematics, animals... every movie is a life, and Rowan has so much to say.

Before they knew it, the two of them were back near the theater.

Meanwhile, Rowan's friend was trying to stop Rudolph.

For the sake of his good brother, not only did he give him a car, he also assisted him in the heavy rain and in danger of being hit by a car.

'Ofcourse I wouldn't have done this if Rowan hadn't helped me publish his poems...' the friend thought to himself while looking at Rudolph who was being harassed and wanted to hit someone.

Coo~

The sound of pigeons.

It's the signal!

The friend became more excited and stopped pestering Rudolf. He turned to the old German gentleman who loved to guess riddles: "Rowan asked me to ask you. Have you guessed the riddle about time?"

"Of course I guessed it!"

The old man was as happy as a child, holding up seven fingers with both hands. "It's seven minutes! Where is Rowan? I'll tell him the answer!"

"He'll be here soon...here he comes!"

The friend pointed in a direction and th e old man quickened his pace and walked over there.

At this time, Rowan stopped and looked at Dora: "We don't know when we can eat this chocolate ice cream."

Dora smiled and shook her head, "I don't know. Let the Virgin Mary decide."

Rowan once again used the French salute: "Holy Mother Mary, send someone to tell us how long it will take for us to eat this ice cream!"

"Seven minutes!"

As Rowan finished speaking, the old man walked up to him and repeated, emphasizing, "Seven minutes!"

Dora was stunned again.

She unconsciously exclaimed: "Holy Mary..."

Rowan smiled and nodded to the old man, and secretly gave his friend a thumbs up: Good brother!

The old man left with satisfaction, and before leaving he did not forget to nod slightly to Dora.

Rowan smiled at her and said, "The Virgin Mary has said it, and I suggest we better do it "

Dora nodded instinctively, her heart already filled with curiosity.

Was all this arranged by the Virgin Mary, or...

Rowan smiled "Let's talk while we walk. I don't want the princess to get cold."

Ten minutes later, the two arrived at Dora's door.

This is a foliate-style building with a square courtyard surrounded by neat fences and a cobblestone path.

"I'm home now."

Dora looked at Rowan while holding a chocolate ice cream in her hand.

Rowan smiled and said, "I have passed by this place a thousand times, and every time I ask myself who lives here? Who will live here in the future? Maybe I can find out the answer by opening a bookstore here."

"Open a bookstore?"

"Yes, this way I can see you every day."

Rowan looked into Dora's eyes.

Dora ate her ice cream without saying a word

Rowan asked again, "Don't your family give you food?"

Dora was a little embarrassed: "They say that if you eat too much of this, you will get fat."

"No." Rowan said seriously: "According to the second law of thermodynamics, chocolate ice cream is black, black absorbs heat and is cool. It has no calories, so how can it make you fat? If you eat it, you will not of weight."

Dora stopped licking the ice cream and stared at him blankly. Because the sound of eating was a little babyish, she said, "Really?"

"Really!"

Rowan nodded seriously, then cleverly snatched the ice cream away.

As Dora's pupils trembled, Rowan ate most of the ice cream in one bite: "You can't even hear the nonsense I'm talking about, and I'm still an elementary school teacher."

"Rowan!"

Dora was furious.

Rowan dodged Dora's fist and walked away with a smile: "Remember to take a hot bath when you get home."

Looking at his back, Dora's chest heaved with anger and amusement.

At this time, Rowan suddenly turned around: "Ah, I forgot to tell you something."

Dora smiled and took off her coat: "Here? I'll give it back to you."

Rowan came over and took the coat "It's another matter, a little difficult to talk about..."

Dora said generously: "Go ahead, I won't be angry."

"I have always had a wish."

Rowan took a deep breath and stared into Dora's eyes intently. "I want to tell her that she can't imagine how much I love her. I have buried this love in my heart and don't want to tell anyone, especially her. I won't tell her even if you kill me. But now I have to tell her."

Dora asked softly, "What?"

"That I loved her very, very much, and was madly in love with her, but I never told her that. Only a fool would say on her door step how much I wanted to kiss her."

Rowan held his coat casually in his left hand, put the steering wheel on the ground with his right hand like a cane, and looked at Dora seriously.

Dora was looking at him too.

They looked into each other's eyes, immersed in each other's affection, and the distance between them gradually shortened.

Boom!

Suddenly, thunder and lightning split the sky.

Dora came back to her senses, turned her head away with a slightly red cheek: "It's going to rain again, let's go home quickly."

"That's true."

Rowan raised his hat in farewell: "Good night, Princess."

Dora said nothing.

In order not to reveal her torn skirt, she walked backwards.

Then she saw in the distance Rowan singing the Venetian barcarolle and danci ng with the distinctive steering wheel umbrella.

The corners of her mouth gradually turned up, and she felt as good as if she had eaten a hundred chocolate ice creams.

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A few days later, the hotel received an order for a celebration.

The party hadn't started yet, but guests in beautiful evening gowns were arriving in twos and threes.

The hotel was brightly lit, the blooming flowers and the jewelry on the ladies and ladies complemented each other, and the upper-class men smiled, drank champagne and had serious conversations.

There is also a huge flower cake placed in the center of the circular hall.

There are many small lakes, flowers, grasses and trees, small mountains, round thatched houses with conical roofs, etc. In the middle, there is also a fake ostrich with its head raised and its mouth wide open, creating an exotic Ethiopian scenery.

Rowan was wearing a waiter's uniform and skillfully dealt with the ladies and girls one by one while putting ostrich eggs in to the mouth of a fake ostrich.

But there were too many people, and he saw his rival Rudolf, so he found an excuse to slip away.

"Uncle, what kind of dinner is this? An Ethiopian festival?"

"No, it's an engagement, a formal engagement ceremony."

"The atmosphere is not like that." Rowan said, not surprised at all.

He didn't cause any trouble, so the trajectory naturally followed the general direction.

This dinner was an engagement dinner organized by Rudolf, and the princess's discussion with her parents was omitted.

Next, the real male protagonist will appear...(By the way, is this a face-to-face NTR?)

Rowan hasn't tried it yet.

The closest time was when he was Zorro, but that wasn't really a big deal.

Rowan waited for the opportunity to experience it.

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A simple and tidy bedroom.

Dora lay in bed with the covers pulled up to her chin.

Boom boom!

Knocked twice.

Without waiting for a response, a stern lady pushed the door open and walked in: "If you don't get up right now, I swear to your father's portrait that I will never speak to you again in my life!"

Dora lamented, "I'm dizzy... I've said it a thousand times."

Mother said gently "Dora, my good child, do you want your mother to stay in this house forever? Because if you don't go tonight, I can't go out. Rudolph is such a good young man!"

"That's what you think!"

Dora covered her face: "One moment you make me do that, the next moment you make me do that, what do you want?"

Mother slowed down her tone and said "They are all waiting. Two hundred guests are waiting for you, as well as the mayor and his men."

"I've been preparing for two months and spent a lot of money. Now I'll count to three. If you don't get up, I'll drag you away by force."

"one two three!"

When she counted to three, she threw back the quilt.

Dora sobbed and sighed, but finally obeyed her mother and dressed up.