Rebirth As a Writer In Britain

　　 After Kevin and Jenny Norfolk went to Fayerson Cafe, Jenny Norfolk chose to sit opposite to Kevin, and from time to time she looked at Kevin's handsome cheeks with those big beautiful eyes.

　　 "Kevin, I read the article about "Literary and Art News", and it is a totally unreasonable work. Don't care too much about it." Jenny Norfolk said.

"Of course, I didn't take it to heart. A wise man once told me that a person should do what he likes to do and don't care too much about what others think of you. This sentence has been deeply affecting me." Kevin replied sincerely.

"Well, your words are always so philosophical. Tell me, is your writing talent a natural existence? Let me guess, I think you must be a genius when you were a kid, the kind that can write articles at the age of six." Jenny Norfolk looked at Kevin with a super adoring look.

"NO, NO, NO. I am not a genius. I only started writing articles this year. Before that, I had never thought of becoming a writer. Maybe it was God's meaning." Kevin replied wittily. .

　　 "What does God mean? It's funny. Well, God is a very strange existence."

　　Jenny Norfolk felt that everything Kevin said was so philosophical and funny, which was not the man she had seen, neither did Somerset, nor did his brother Lyert.

　　 "Yes, God is a very strange existence. But thank you, Miss Jenny, thank you for comforting me." Kevin thanked.

　　 "That is what everyone who likes "Jane Eyre" and "Wuthering Heights" should do, because they are so wonderful, no one has the right to blame them."

　　 "Well, thank God then. Oh, please."

　　Speaking of which, the waiter has already brought the items ordered by the two of them---three-layered porcelain plate with desserts. Sandwiches are placed on the first layer, Scone is placed on the second layer, and cakes and fruit tarts are placed on the third layer. And Darjeeling tea.

　　 The most famous teas in Feiyasen Tea House are Earl Grey, Ceylon, and Darjeeling. Jenny Norfolk originally planned to order Ceylon tea, but when she saw Kevin order Darjeeling, she also ordered Darjeeling.

　　 Darjeeling is a variety of English black tea, because it is produced in the first generation of Darjeeling Plateau in the foothills of the Himalayas in the northern province of West Bengal, India. So it got its name.

　　 Darjeeling tea has the best tea quality in May and June, and is known as the "champagne in black tea". The soup is orange-yellow in color and has a fragrant and elegant smell. The top grade is especially grape-like, with a delicate and soft taste, and has a high value.

　　 In the United Kingdom, there are many varieties of black tea, and there are also Assam, Nilgiri, Uba, Dingbula, Nuwaralia, Qimen, Lapsang Souchong, and so on.

　　 The British people drink tea differently from the Chinese people. They like to add some milk to the tea, and they pour the tea first and then add the milk. Their refreshments are also eaten in a certain order, from light to heavy, from salty to sweet. When eating multi-layer dishes, it is generally from bottom to top, starting from the first layer underneath and going up.

　　 Kevin has all the memories of Kevin in this parallel world, so everything seems to be no problem. Just when drinking tea and eating, this eighteenth girl always looked at him with affectionate eyes from time to time, as if she wanted to treat him as a long-hungry prey.

　　 The two have been chatting for two hours at the Faiasen Tea House, and it was Jenny Norfolk who was always asking some questions about Kevin's life, as well as some plot stories involved in Kevin's book.

　　 For example, what kind of color Kevin likes, what kind of dishes do he like to eat, etc.,

　　 For example, Mr. Oshaw in "Wuthering Heights", he brought the black outcast Heathcliff back to the villa from Liverpool, and walked a lot of hardships. When he returned home, the only reward he got was the malice of the whole family. Is this purely selfless? Or is it another purpose?

　　Francis is the wife Hendley brought home from college. She is a sickly stupid girl. At first, everything she saw in the villa made her feel happy, but she was shallow in nature and could not resonate with the true beauty of the world in which she was about to live. She reluctantly gave birth to her son, Hareton, and then passed away, leaving Hendry alone in the world. The fate of this woman is so short, why arrange for her to appear?

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　　 This 18-year-old girl just wants to know more about the life of the writer she likes and admires. Kevin also answered her one by one without getting bored, which made Jenny Norfolk very happy and excited.

"Thank you-Mr. Kevin, thank you for spending a nice afternoon with me. This is the best time in Edinburgh." After Jenny Norfolk sent Kevin back to the downstairs community, she turned to face Kevin said.

"No, Miss Jenny, it is me who should say thank you. Thank you for your encouragement and support. This is my greatest honor. You know, having a loyal reader is more important than anything for a writer. So thank you you."

　　 "That is what I should do, and will continue to support it as always." Jenny Norfolk still looked at Kevin's cheek with beautiful eyes while she was speaking.

　　 "Thank you so much. Oh, I'm here. Bye."

　　 After finishing speaking, Kevin pushed the driving window and shook his hand to Jenny Norfolk. Jenny Norfolk also gave him a beautiful smile ~www.readwn.com~ and then turned the car around, reluctantly left Kevin's community.

　　 As far as home, Jenny Norfolk's face is full of smiles. So that the housekeeper, Bowker, thought she had something great.

"Hi! Miss Jenny Norfolk, what happened to you today? You seem to be very happy? Did you win the lottery ticket? No, no, even if you do win the lottery, that little bonus is fundamental to you. That's nothing." Bowker said curiously.

　　 "You know? Uncle Bowker, I think today's Edinburgh afternoon is the best." Jeanne Norfolk replied.

"My honourable lady, every afternoon in Edinburgh is the same, and today’s is no different from the past. It seems that something you like and expect has come to you. Otherwise, your cheeks won’t be overflowing. With enviable joy." Bowker said.

　　 "Yes, Uncle Bowker. Oh, father went to London, when will he come back?" Jenny Coward remembered her father's trip to London at this time.

　　 "The Lord Duke will be back the day after tomorrow. Before that, he told me to take care of you. Now that you are so happy, I feel more relieved." Bowker said lightly.

　　 "Thank you, Uncle Bowker. Oh, I'm upstairs first."

　　 After finishing speaking, Jenny Norfolk walked back to her room on the second floor happily. Yes, after chatting with Kevin for an afternoon, she feels very comfortable and comfortable. Maybe it's because of this romantic and talented man, or because the other party is a writer he likes! The ghost knows it!