Sensing Lucien's silence, Natasha asked in confusion, "You don't like me being so straightforward?"
"No, I like your initiative very much. I like your magnanimity very much. If you're shy and timid, you're not the Natasha I like." Lucien also took the initiative to express his feelings, "But I always feel that that sentence is too 'domineering' and suitable for a man to say."
This was because the original version of this sentence — the Mad Eight Gods had left a deeper impression on Lucien.
Natasha let out a long 'oh' and then chuckled, "Actually, when I said this sentence, a scene emerged in my mind. I played 'Moonlight' to create a peaceful atmosphere filled with faint sadness, and then I left the piano, walked to you, knelt down on one knee, held your hand, and gently kissed the back of your hand, looked up into your eyes, and confessed to you affectionately, haha."
Lucien didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was Natasha using the same romantic confession scene she had envisioned for Sylvia on him?
After a clear and comfortable laughter, Natasha said with a smile, "I'm kidding. I know you don't like this. But to be honest, it's strange. I'm a Knight who's good at creating 'romance'. Why is it that every time I try to say sweet nothings to you, the topic always goes in a strange direction and destroys the original atmosphere? "
"Good at creating romance? Good at saying sweet nothings? I remember that the confession just now was taught to you by me. "Lucien teased Natasha with a smile.
Natasha raised her voice and retorted seriously, "It's just a sentence. I'm good at saying sweet nothings. At that time, I pursued Sylvia with romance and sweet nothings! Well, that's not the point. The point is, why does the romantic and sweet atmosphere between us always have strange changes? "
Under the erosion of time and new feelings, she seemed to have forgotten the pain of the past relationship and could mention Sylvia more normally.
"Actually, I like this atmosphere very much. I feel very relaxed, happy, and warm with you. We'll go on like this forever. There's no need to worry about the change of feelings." Lucien thought for a while and also took the initiative to express his feelings frankly. However, compared to Natasha, Lucien felt that he would be a little embarrassed to say such words.
Natasha chuckled softly and then said affectionately, "Me too. This makes me feel very happy and comfortable, as if we started a long time ago and will continue to the end of life. When I was with Sylvia before, I was always worried that she would choose to give up one day. But when I'm with you, I feel at ease, because I know that you'll always be here and always by my side. This has nothing to do with gender or external pressure. Even if you're a girl, I believe that you won't choose to give up. "
"Lucien, although I've been in love before, I've never been intimate with a man. If I do anything wrong or cross your bottom line, please tell me. I'll pay attention. The reason why Sylvia and I had problems in the past was that we weren't honest enough with each other and didn't communicate enough. I want to protect our feelings."
Lucien smiled. He was a little excited, but he controlled his voice and tried to make it gentle, "Natasha, me too. I don't have much experience in love. If I'm not good enough or too clumsy, please don't mind and tell me frankly."
"I like your clumsiness!" Natasha's voice became a little hoarse, charming Lucien's ears, "Thinking that I can spend my birthday with you this year, I'm very happy and looking forward to it."
"What birthday present do you need?" Lucien asked half-jokingly. Of course, it would be a surprise if he prepared it himself.
Natasha lowered her voice and chuckled, "What's my favorite present? You should know."
Lucien looked up at the sky, speechless.
However, Natasha laughed again, "I'm just kidding. I know this is your bottom line. You've never encouraged me to leave my family and responsibilities behind to elope. I'll also respect your idea. At most, I'll occasionally fantasize about it in my heart, unless one day, you're willing to do it. For me, the best birthday present is that you can spend the early morning with me. "
"However, there's still more than a month before my birthday. With such a long time, we should still have a chance to meet. Lucien, I miss your body temperature, your smile, your different expressions, and I miss … miss your 'taste'."
Lucien had thought that Natasha would be shy when she said the last sentence. He did not expect her to say it openly after a short pause. So, to protect his dignity as a man, he said, "I miss you too. I miss everything about you."
"Really?" Natasha said in a slightly hoarse voice, "At that time, I'll choose the style of the dress and the stockings that you like. Do you want black, or other colors?"
Her voice was so tempting that Lucien's body heated up. He was about to answer when Natasha interrupted the electromagnetic messaging with a smirk, making Lucien rather depressed.
Pacing back and forth in the study, Lucien thought to himself, Last time, I was pushed down by Natasha. Next time, I must take the initiative to push her down, or I'll lose my dignity as a man.
Well, what should I do at that time? What kind of distance should I keep between her and me so that I can push her down without being pushed down by her …
After we enter the room, if she's in front, I'll immediately hug her from behind and suck her earlobe, which will weaken her …
If we walk into the room side by side, I'll distract her attention with other topics first. Well, it's better to confess my love so that she won't be able to react in shock …
Or should I trigger the softness in her heart with a romantic atmosphere so that she can be pushed down by me?
What if she's as straightforward as yesterday?
Without him knowing it, Lucien began the 'rigorous' plan to push down Natasha again.
… …
Although the two of them were trying to control the frequency of their communication, they still maintained the frequency of once every two days. Soon, it was the Month of Fire (July).
Tidying up his clothes, Lucien said to Leo, "Bring a few assistants who are good at calculation to audit the accounts of the few companies. I've already talked to Arthur and the rest of them."
Since he was not in charge of any specific business, Lucien maintained his rights in the Allyn Telephone and Telegram Company, the Minerals and Harvest Company, and the Gifts of Elements by checking the accounts every quarter. Although with his current identity and place, they shouldn't have the courage to embezzle his annuity, it was better to be strict.
"Yes, my lord." Leo replied respectfully.
After his revenge and his life settled down, he was planning to start a new family. He was currently dating a middle-aged lady who was studying magic.
After leaving the magic tower, Lucien went straight to the Atom Institution. He planned to continue the analysis of the eighth-circle spell, Magic Order, after a short visit, so that his magic power could match his cognitive world as soon as possible.
Hardly had he reached the office when Lucien saw that Annick, Sprint, Katrina and the other students were waiting for him with a book of Arcana in their hands.
"Katrina, Layria, your paper on superconductivity has been published?" Lucien thought that it was because of their excitement. After all, it was the first time that they had published a paper on Arcana.
Katrina said with a brilliant smile, "Yes, master. It's the third paper on this issue of Arcana."
"Also, a lot of sorcerers of the school of electromagnetism have written to us recently. Some even visited us directly." Layria was also very happy. She was flattered by such treatment.
Lucien looked at the arcana badges of the two girls and found that they had both reached level four. So, he nodded and said, "This work has to continue. Is there anything else?"
Sprint, the most impatient of them all, opened Arcana and said, "Master, please take a look at the first paper. Mr. Oliver's idea has solved the problem of Mr. President's light speed experiment. He has given the transformation formula of the length contraction of matter when it moves relative to ether."
"Solved?" It was not until then that Lucien realized that they were referring to Oliver's paper. So, he took it over and browsed through it to see if it was different from what they discussed earlier.
The few students looked at Lucien reading expectantly and solemnly, hoping that he could point out the problems of the paper. However, to their great surprise, Lucien closed the journal after only a few pages, as calm as ever.
"Master?" Heidi couldn't help but ask.
Lucien raised his eyebrow. "What's wrong?"
"Do you have any … ideas?" Heidi hesitated for a moment but still asked straightforwardly.
Lucien waved the journal in his hands. "What ideas do you need?"
After a brief silence, Sprint said anxiously, "Master, this is an explanation of Mr. President's light speed experiment in terms of ether. It's a strike to the particle theory! Right now, the sorcerers in Allyn who support the particle theory are all waiting for Mr. President, the Lord of Storm, Ms. Hathaway and you to give their opinions. "
His words broke the silence. The other students immediately began to talk.
"The supporters of the wave theory are gloating again. They've got a new weapon!" Heidi said in dissatisfaction.
"Master, do you think there are any loopholes in the paper?" Annick asked cautiously.
"I always feel that something is wrong with the paper, but I can't figure out what is wrong." Chelly scratched her hair.
"It seems to be just a hypothesis …" Katrina and Layria said at the same time.
Since it was their master Lucien who proposed the light quantum hypothesis, and they belonged to the school of elements themselves, they were all supporters of the particle theory without exception.
However, after a long time, Sprint and the rest of them finally realized that their master Lucien was still as calm as before, as if the paper they read was just an illusion.
Heidi asked in confusion, "Master, you're not angry? Not angry? You don't want to refute? "
"Why should I be angry?" Lucien pointed at the journal in his hands and smiled. "I read it just now. Mr. Oliver only proposed a possibility of a theoretical explanation, which is still in the phase of imagination. It only suggests that it is possible, but it cannot explain why. Also, there are no experiments or phenomena to prove it. Why should I be angry? "
Heidi patted her chest in relief and joked, "That explains a lot. I thought that you betrayed the particle theory, master."
The other students had similar expressions.
Lucien looked at them and said solemnly, "When did I say that I'm a supporter of the particle theory?"
Huh? Heidi, Sprint, Chelly and Katrina's jaws almost hit the ground. Even Annick and Layria, who were relatively calm, were dumbfounded. Wasn't it you who proposed the light quantum hypothesis?
"Before the interference and diffraction experiments can be explained from the perspective of particles, I hold the same opinion about the particle theory and the wave theory. They are both problematic and cannot really explain the nature of things." Lucien seized the opportunity to inculcate his ideas into his students.
The few young people were stunned, not knowing what to say.
At this moment, Lucien's monocle became hot. Someone was trying to contact him.
"Lucien?" Raventi's loud voice echoed. "Have you read 'Arcana' today? What do you think? "
Hearing that, Lucien suddenly smiled. Before, no matter how many awards he won and how many subversive theories he proposed, he was not a real authority in the eyes of the seasoned authorities such as Raventi and Gaston, but more like a genius who suddenly gained inspiration. Therefore, when they had questions to discuss, they would never talk to him immediately. However, after 'new alchemy' was submitted and had a complete system that belonged to him, everything had subtly changed.
The so-called status was often reflected in other people's subconsciousness.
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