The Greatest Showman

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The trivial sound of the tires rubbing against the sand and gravel on the ground rattled slightly, and the carriage fell into a brief silence, as if time had suddenly fallen into a short stagnation.

Philip waited for a moment, without waiting for Renly's response, his eyes did not drift to the rearview mirror, but looked straight ahead, and continued to say, "This is a deliberate decision, I am old, and continue, There are not a few years left, it's time to retire and enjoy the old age."

Renly still didn't speak, just listened quietly.

Philip couldn't help but grow a little nervous. This is Renly's ability - from childhood to adulthood, Renly has always been able to show calmness and wisdom beyond his age, and the invisible aura is suppressed. Unsettling, even for George and Elizabeth.

But Philip calmed himself quickly, and continued, "It was not an easy decision. I hope to be able to tell the young masters and the ladies in person. I told Miss Elf in London, then Miss Edith in Istanbul, and then again. Went to Los Angeles and told Master Arthur."

Finally, he came to New Orleans and told Renly in person.

There was silence in the carriage again. Renly turned his head and looked out the window, quietly watching the murmur of the city scenery, like a gorgeous stream glowing with waves, faintly seeing the fields and rivers passing through it, the whole city. There is a powerful and wild force coming towards you.

In New Orleans, a city that has inherited the past to accommodate change but always refused to change its essence, a city that has inherited the aristocracy and embraced slaves but never really moved forward, this city that awakens Renly's memory of London and is always out of place In the city where Philip said goodbye to Renly and announced his decision to retire and return to his hometown, he always felt that something was destined somewhere, and he shuttled back to London in a trance.

New Orleans, London; London, New Orleans. These two completely different cities blurred the line in Renly's sight at this time.

"What are your plans after retirement?" Renly finally asked.

Philip still stared straight ahead and drove intently, but his response was not slow at all, "Originally, I wanted to go to the lake area for retirement, dig the soil for my garden, and occasionally take a walk by the lake to try it out. What is it like to relax and live. But this time, I changed my mind a little bit, and I left the European continent and felt a different culture and a different scenery. I thought, maybe it’s time to see how much the world has changed.”

"Then you should at least learn how to use a smartphone," Renly said jokingly, the atmosphere in the car seemed to lighten up a little.

Philip nodded slightly, "Maybe."

Renly withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Philip's profile in the driver's seat, and watched silently like this. After a long time, he said gently, "Philip, do you remember? Once, I asked you, Why do you like the profession of housekeeper, just because the son inherits the father's business?"

"I still remember your answer." Renly's mouth curved into a shallow arc, as if caught in a memory, "You said, you like things to be organized, everything has its own order and order, everyone They also have their own persistence. Some rules will inevitably disappear with the advancement of the times, but persistence will not. Maybe stupid, maybe decadent, but everyone should have their own beliefs that they want to adhere to. Even if they are eliminated by the times. "

The plain and simple words did not have too much grandeur, nor did they have too many ups and downs, just quietly recalling those past years.

But Philip could feel the weight on his shoulders being superimposed little by little, and it was as heavy as a thousand pounds. The hint hidden in the words made him faintly uneasy. Philip was about to speak again and make some excuses, but Renly took a step ahead, "Philip, you know? After getting in the car, you never looked at me once. Eye."

Philip glanced at the rear-view mirror subconsciously, and then saw Renly's clear and bright eyes, and his eyes collided.

The corners of Renly's mouth curved up slightly, as if to say: I got you.

This made Philip a little embarrassed.

Philip knew Renly, he knew Renly very, very well, and Renly was never a pointless personality - his sensitivity and wisdom were always able to detect details that others would not notice; so, in order to successfully deceive Renly, he did Well prepared, I rehearsed it over and over again, just hoping that I could fool Renly all the way back, without causing any splash or suspicion.

He was almost there, just a little bit.

Looking through the rearview mirror, looking into Renly's eyes, Philip opened his mouth in a last-ditch effort, "...Master Renly, I'm just...I'm just tired. Denise Stevens is already Retired, now, it's my turn to retire. Or you told me, life is still facing parting after all, the difference is that it is earlier and later, but in any case, we can't be ready, only You can accept it calmly. That year, you were only seven years old."

Renly just looked at Philip silently, without saying a word: he didn't believe it.

Philip once told him that, if he could, he would like to be a butler who is always on standby until the day he can't walk, like actors who wish to die on stage, who have dedicated their lives to themselves Persevere and work hard to achieve your best dreams.

Philip also once told him that being a housekeeper was not a job for him, it was a pleasure, and that whenever he saw that everything went smoothly according to his own arrangement, he could feel a kind of unprecedented feeling. Satisfaction, even more than any kind of joy and happiness.

He didn't believe that Philip would want to retire early, just as he didn't believe that he would one day get tired of the stage and the camera, the only source of joy and enthusiasm for their lives. The moment they give up, they also declare death, direct death at the soul level.

Others might not understand, but Renly could relate.

Philip realizes he's failed, he can't convince Renly, and for the first time ever, his image of the perfect housekeeper is cracked.

"Who gave you the option to retire early?" Renly whispered softly. "Only George."

"Sir didn't force me. I did it of my own free will." Philip's words were so firm, without any flaws, because it was a fact.

But Renly caught another flaw. "You didn't say it wasn't him."

Philip was stunned.

Philip just said that George didn't force him, not that it wasn't George. This is the flaw. Philip is still trying to quibble. He can respond in many ways, and he has prepared all kinds of rhetoric. He even thought about the successor of Yuan Li, but he has no confidence to deceive Renly. .

Renly knew, he guessed right.

There are no flaws in Philip's story. All the beginnings and turns of the story can be explained, which is perfect. Renly is not Sherlock Holmes, and he can't cut it straight; but Renly knows Philip, and those reasons are perfect without a trace. There is no flaw in the fireworks from the inside to the end. The only doubt is that it is not "like" Philip at all. The personality behind those stories can be other people, but not Philip.

Renly was just guessing. Unfortunately, he guessed right.

"It's George and Elizabeth, right?" The answer to the mystery had been revealed, and a small smile appeared on Renly's mouth, but it was full of bitterness and loss.

"Because of the award ceremony? I refuse to accept the award, and they hurt me by hurting you? No, they can't be so stupid and so low-level, are they forcing you to hurt me, or convincing me, obviously, they Unwilling to face this problem, or unwilling to lose face, so they put the problem on others, it is completely their style, when I returned to London, they sent Elf."

"But you refused, or you didn't want to talk to them at all, so you chose to retire directly? You don't agree with their approach, because they violated the true spirit of aristocracy, and for the sake of reputation and interests, even at the cost of Ruined the honor of the family, and finally evolved into a selfish monster, right? Such a Hall family is no longer the Hall family you served. So you chose to retire and return home. "

There are still some deviations in the details, but the basic framework has been completely hit, and there is not much deviation in the ins and outs and the beginnings and turns. Philip could not refute, nor could he justify.

Silence was the best answer, Renly knew, and he guessed it right, but there was no joy or happiness in the depths of his heart. There was only a coldness, and the anger began to roll like never before, even more than the Oxford Earl's party. The humiliation was even more angry, because this time, they were not hurting him, but Philip.

He could even imagine that the next step would be Edith or Arthur, maybe even Matthew. In order to achieve their goals, they will have no scruples, even without sacrificing means.

How ridiculous and absurd all this is, but the reality is not funny at all, there is only desolation, that kind of anger is burning mightily.

At this moment, looking at New Orleans out of the car window again, everything becomes ironic: the aristocrats have been overthrown and disintegrated here, the former aristocrats no longer exist, and they are forced to live together with the commoners. At the same time, they lost money and honor, as well as their status and class, but they still maintain the tradition of the Clio people in their bones, stubbornly and radically adhering to the inheritance of history.

"I knew I didn't like New Orleans," Renly said calmly, a faint trembling in his soothing, plain voice.

Philip looked into the rear-view mirror again, and then saw a faint glint of water in Renly's bright eyes.

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