[Pride and Prejudice] Professional female supporting role

Reunited with her little sister whom she had not seen for a long time, Caroline quickly forgot about the blurred blond man.The two sat in the carriage, and there was endless talk along the way, and the short distance soon came to an end in a pleasant conversation.To Caroline's delight, Charles arrived at Pemberley before they did.

He looked a little dusty, and seemed to be a little thinner, but he was in good spirits, and his blue eyes were shining.

After earnestly kissing Georgiana, he opened his arms to Caroline: "There are no outsiders here, why don't you give your poor brother a loving hug?"

Caroline stepped forward quickly and put her arms around his bowed neck.

"Charles, you didn't even send me a letter!" Her smile was as bright as a summer flower, so the tone of this complaint was almost close to a coquettish soft language.

The true feelings from the heart are so vivid, even if you want to make a mistake, you can't do it.Mr. Darcy, who was walking down slowly while holding on to the handrail alone, paused for a moment before continuing to approach the living room.

"Brother!" Georgiana was the first to spot her brother, even though she was standing behind the Bingley brothers and sisters.

Hearing Georgiana's voice, Caroline noticed the gentleman who looked more haggard than Charles.Although he was still well-dressed and rigorous, his expression was indeed rather languid, and it was not as radiant as usual.As the culprit, it seems that he shouldn't be so excited...

She withdrew her movements embarrassingly, and stood obediently in the posture of an English lady.

"Fitzwilliam, why did you get down by yourself? Why didn't you let me help you just now!" Mr. Bingley walked over helplessly, and complained to his friend: "You are so strong, you never want to rely on others! You know, God is willing to forgive a wounded man for a moment of weakness!"

When Charles said this, Darcy's eyes glanced thoughtfully at Caroline, whom he'd leaned on. Unfortunately, the lady retracted her jaw very reservedly, and her lowered eyelashes covered her eyes. With clear eyes, he couldn't see anything.

"Brother, Caroline said you were seriously injured!" Although Georgiana looked like she was turning her elbows outward, when she saw her brother who looked so fragile, the little girl just cared about her heart.But she did not forget to comfort her friend who blamed herself: "Caroline is also very worried about your injury... It's all because I didn't return to Pemberley on time, maybe you won't have such an accident."

Mr. Darcy's face was somewhat unnaturally weak and pale, so the eyes were sharper and more aggressive.He took an extra look at Caroline, and murmured in an unpredictable tone: "Really?"

I don't know whether his rhetorical question was aimed at his injuries, or whether Caroline felt very guilty, because he didn't seem to feel Miss Caroline's sincerity.Most of her initiative yesterday was due to guilt and her own inner condemnation, right?As for the graciousness in the study, it was also forced by his despicable weakness.

Because he was not worried about his injury from the bottom of his heart, he left with peace of mind after he was safely sent to Pemberley, and went to Langton alone on the second day of his injury-the surprise for Georgiana seemed more important .

The atmosphere suddenly became slightly weird, but obviously one of the two ladies present was honest and simple, and the other was easily distracted, so they didn't notice this subtle change.So Charles interjected calmly: "Georgianna has been running all the way, go and wash up, so that she will be more radiant! And my friend, Fitzwilliam, I must invite you to sit down in the lounge, otherwise Mrs. I'm going to lose my temper."

Georgiana naturally invited Caroline to visit her living room, so after the two younger sisters left, Charles approached his friend anxiously and asked in a low voice: "Man, tell me the truth, because of this incident, do you have a problem in your heart?" Some blame our family Kelly?"

Mr. Darcy gave him a strange look, then walked slowly to his usual sofa and sat down.

"Why do you think so? I am very glad that Miss Caroline was not hurt."

Charles was sitting on the adjacent single sofa, his left leg crossed his right leg, his fingers were crossed in front of him, and he leaned leisurely towards the boss, looking like an elegant and noble man.He subconsciously exudes a bit of a forceful aura, just looking at that gentle and harmless delicate face, it is really unexpected.

"Don't say that your targeting of Caroline is my illusion." He rolled his eyes and smiled.

Darcy's eyes flashed a look of embarrassment that was too fast to be seen, and even Mr. Bingley, who was so familiar with him, did not catch this emotion.

"I've always been honest with people!" Darcy obviously didn't want to continue this topic, and then he asked: "Tell me about you, why did you rush back to London suddenly? If I haven't received your letter, I'm afraid Still in Norfolk, let alone delay all this month's schedule due to injury."

"Oh, off topic?" Charles blinked mischievously, but seemed to answer his words obediently: "I rushed back to London because I received a letter from a lady who wanted to express The general idea is that if I turn a blind eye to this letter, then she will probably suffer a very tragic fate. You know, I have never been such a hard-hearted person, so..."

Charles spread his hands and looked relaxed, but Darcy frowned: "It seems that I have failed Miss Caroline's entrustment... Is the person who wrote the letter Miss Caslin? I really can't think of anyone else besides her. You made such a foolish move."

"Relax, my friend! This matter will definitely not be as serious as you imagined, and there may be unexpected gains... But I have to say a few words behind our mutual friend - Viscount Caslin , although he is a good friend, but as a brother, he is really too negligent and selfish."

Charles passed the impossible marriage contract between Miss Caslin and Viscount Warren in a few words, and then he sighed: "We used to think that Mrs. Caslin was a hard-hearted and ruthless woman—there was no deep If you get in touch with her, she does seem to be more unreasonable than you. In her eyes, her married daughter is just a pawn to consolidate the family's power. But this time we really misunderstood her. She just trusts her too much. Son, that’s why I’ve been kept in the dark. Speaking of everything, it’s all due to insatiable ambition. In order for the family crest to shine again in his own hands, Viscount Caslin has the heart to sacrifice the happiness of his sisters. And you are talking nonsense Miss Caslin is also a poor person. She sent me such a letter in order to escape the quagmire of Warren's house. If you weren't so cold as ice, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the chance to understand these truths before you. ?” At the end, he patted his friend’s arm teasingly.

Mr. Darcy is so transparent, he figured out the joints after a little thought, and he couldn't help but frowned a little harshly: "It seems that Viscount Caslin doesn't regard you and me as real friends, Charles, we are holding hands. The money seems to be more attractive. And he still has a leeway for Miss Caslin. If you are kind-hearted, you can propose to the other party first in order to save the innocent lady——with the appearance of that lady, there is indeed Capital to confuse people. This is really happy."

"No! If I were replaced by you, everyone would be happy. Who told Bentley to be just a nouveau riche in London?" Charles chuckled, and was still in the mood to make fun of himself: "I have to say, compared to Louis Sha's eyes are shining brightly, and the two of us are a little stupid."

Darcy glanced at him coldly: "It seems that you are in a really good mood. Should I prepare a wedding gift for you?"

Charles let out a 'huh' and muttered something to himself, but unfortunately his friend obviously didn't understand, so he could only follow up with a cold face.

However, Mr. Meikong suddenly returned to the original topic like a stroke: "You haven't said, what is your dissatisfaction with Caroline?"

Mr. Darcy pursed his lips in an instant, met his friend's curious eyes that would not stop until he reached his goal, and matched with a clever mouth that could read infinitely, he stood up slowly.

— evading the subject, twice.Charles tapped his chin lightly with his right index finger.

"I need to rest," said Darcy, "as directed by the doctor!"

After afternoon tea, Caroline took advantage of Georgiana's regular calligraphy practice time every day, and went to find her brother.Georgiana, this annoying little elf, actually put on her sinful pretty face and asked her to play the piano and sing!The Jade Emperor testified that she seemed to have taken advantage of Luisa's marriage and hadn't touched the piano for nearly a month...

Not to mention singing...she would like to play an excerpt from William Tell's overture while singing 'iloveu' to Georgiana (refer to Jacky Cheung's Confession Song by Dong Chengxi), but she is really afraid of scaring people...

So let's be conservative, how about 'don't want to grow up'?

Caroline pushed open the door of Charles's room full of melancholy, and hung on his arm like a child. Mr. Bingley, who had become wise and foolish, immediately turned into a silly brother: "What's the matter, Kelly? Which star do you want today?" ?”

"Charlie, I want to play the piano..."

Before she finished speaking, a big warm hand landed on her forehead, and then the person above her head let out a sigh of relief: "Scared me again... I thought you had a fever!"

"Charles!" Caroline frowned.

"Hehehe, okay, okay, I won't make fun of you." Sure enough, making Bingley's younger sister explode is a fun shared by the family... Charles pointed his finger at his chin and thought for a while, then tapped his hands and said: "I think There is a piano in a place, and no one usually goes there.”

"How do you know Peng so well..." Caroline responded halfway through the question: "How do you know that I want to avoid people! How annoying!"

"No one can hear you, so I can save you some face!" Charles said something so natural that it made people want to vomit blood, and Mr. Charles smiled like a good man: "But in my brother's heart, any music you play Can catch up with Haydn and surpass Bach!"

Caroline felt that her brother was really covered in thick bee sugar... In comparison, Mr. Darcy was a little angel!

Caroline followed Charles, who was very familiar with Pemberley, for a while, but the more she walked, the more she felt that this place was very familiar. Wasn't it Mr. Darcy's study where she stayed for a while that day?

Seeming to know what she was thinking, Charles led her to open the door next to the study, and explained: "There is an old piano here, which was used by Fitzwilliam when he was a child. No one will come to this room, don't worry. "

"But, you didn't get Mr. Darcy's consent...and isn't it next to his study?" She didn't want Mr. Darcy to comment on her clumsy piano skills. With the strictness of that gentleman, she felt that she His image will definitely plummet in his heart!

Although Caroline doesn't want to develop a relationship with him beyond "friend's sister", it doesn't mean that she is willing to show embarrassment in front of the old male god!She would find the piano to practice before the dinner performance, and this is basically the reason...

"Have you forgotten, he is a wounded man, he must be resting in his room at this time! And you also thought the walls of Pemberley were too weak, even if you smashed his piano, Fitzwilliam wouldn't be able to hear it .” Charles said in a good-tempered relief.

Is this the wrong three views... Caroline felt that it was necessary for her to talk to her future sister-in-law about the future education of their children.

She was a little stuck in her thinking, and naturally ignored the word "sure" in the mouth of the cunning brother. No matter how serious his tone was and how certain the word was, it could not conceal that he was originally "speculating" irresponsibly.

But what Charles said really reassured her a lot. It seems that his friendship with Mr. Darcy is much more intimate and casual than she imagined...

She finally sat down on the piano bench, and opened the cover of the piano cautiously and lightly. After all, it was the piano that Mr. Darcy used in his "childhood".

Calmly, Caroline shot an arrow through Mr. Darcy's knee.

Charles leaned leisurely on the piano, watching his sister condescendingly raise her hand as if she was facing an enemy, her slender fingers curled up awkwardly on the black and white keys, as if they were innocent and pitiful.

She is really not good at playing the piano, Charles sighed, sat down next to her, and played a few notes casually, all with indescribable charm.

It has to be said that the members of the Bingley family seem to have a certain musical talent. He and Louisa did not spend too much time on the piano, but when they encountered any difficult pieces, they could easily find a sense of music and play smoothly. The dead old Mr. Bingley was very happy, because so was he.

But when it comes to Caroline it's like the other extreme...

Glancing at his sullen sister, Charles persuaded: "Music can bring joy, and so does playing the piano. When it doesn't make you happy anymore, it doesn't hurt to put it aside."

Caroline bit her lower lip and did not speak. Instead, she watched his fingers dance with ease on the keys more seriously.

"Caroline, you've always been impatient. Why are you so persistent today? Let me guess..."

The rhythm of his fingers slowed down, and he tentatively asked in a chatty tone: "How are you getting along with Fitzwilliam these two days? He is a bit serious and rigid, you must find it very boring..."

Caroline had been distracted by his gestures, and her words were coming in from one ear to the other, and then she suddenly raised her head as if returning to her senses, her eyes changed from dazed to clear, and then she replied easily: " No, Charlie. Mr. Darcy is a very careful gentleman, perhaps thanks to you, I am very grateful for his thoughtfulness and care, and he also saved me from being injured once."

"In short, we get along well..." She was a little worried that Charles would get to the bottom of the accident, she said vaguely, put her hands on the keys as if to cover up, and finally pressed a few notes—so clumsy It's horrible...

"Get along well?" It seems that the answer he got from Darcy is not the case.

Charles stopped playing, and turned to look at her with one hand resting on his chin: "You want to practice the piano so seriously, is it because of Fitzwilliam?"

Caroline sensitively felt that this sentence seemed to be a trap. She paused, and looked suspiciously at her innocent brother: "Of course I don't want to make a fool of myself, Charles. Georgiana hopes that I can play a song after dinner." , I can't refuse such a small request."

"So, it's not because you have a good impression of Fitzwilliam that you care about... um, the after-dinner performance?"

"when--"

After a roar in the bass area, all sounds stopped abruptly.

The room is not too big, but it is a little crowded. It looks like there are many old things like this piano, which are neatly arranged.There was only one window open in the room, so the light was inevitably not bright enough, and the warm spring breeze was blowing the tassels on the curtains.

In the study room separated from this room with a built-in bookcase, the man leaning over the desk reading documents was distracted for a moment, and the paper in his hand was almost blown out.

In the silence of the room, Charles stared closely at his sister's face.

In the silence of the room, Caroline quickly recovered from her surprise and said in a relaxed tone that was almost heartless: "Have a crush on Mr. Darcy? Don't be funny, how is this possible!"

The arc of Charles' lips seemed to be mischievous: "What if he likes you first?"

"Let's not say that your hypothesis is completely impossible to come true, Charlie." Caroline raised her jaw and spoke righteously, but her voice was much louder: "Even if this tiny possibility becomes a reality, I will not Like Mr Darcy!"

...like a deceptive prophecy.