[Pride and Prejudice] A Gentleman's Love

Darcy looked at the girl before him.

He shouldn't be the kind of impulsive and irrational person, but what she said was so sincere and moving, so he suddenly understood.He is completely sincerely in love with the girl in front of him.This love is not just the joy of looking at her face, but also the desire to look at her all the time.Talk to her, watch her smile, watch her frown puzzled, watch her keep looking at him with such happy eyes.

Therefore, some words should not be said abruptly, but he is still willing to follow his heart at this moment.

"I want to say something to you right now. This is not a request or coercion, but my words from the bottom of my heart. I hope you can listen carefully and give me an answer after careful consideration."

He spoke slowly, but his tone was calm and firm.After being stunned for a moment, Elizabeth nodded slightly as a promise.

At this moment, the drizzle did not know when it stopped.The pale white sky seemed to extend infinitely, and the reeds by the lakeside were rippling, and after being smudged by the water vapor, they were a little green and verdant.

Elizabeth looked up at the other person slightly, he was so close to her that he could touch her as soon as he stretched out his hand, but he reservedly gave her an appropriate distance.Those blue eyes seemed to be washed by the rain to wash the sky, bright and dazzling.She seemed to know what he was going to say in her heart at the moment, so a small smile curled up at the corner of her mouth, like the petals of a rose.

"I love you."

He started with this sentence, which is different from his usual calmness, and has a kind of clumsy cuteness.

Elizabeth put her arms around her knees, and the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be an encouragement and expectation as she wished.

He looked at her.From her clear eyebrows to the smile at the corner of her mouth, it finally fell into her dark eyes.He should be a calm person.Originally, he never thought that one day, a girl would come into his sight so abruptly, and then entangled in his heart, unwilling to leave, but as time passed, this love became more and more profound, so that he seemed like A 13-year-old boy started with such a bad word but couldn't think of the next language at the next moment.

"You love me, then what?"

She swayed her feet gently, her eyes were wide open, her rose-colored lips were opened and closed, and her voice was as soft as a fluttering reed.She understands him.In this love, she has always believed that her love for him is not just a mood, a mood that is satisfied by saying it, but also another responsibility that is equal to him.So she is not always waiting, but is willing to tell him her thoughts, willing to take a few steps forward more bravely occasionally.

The blue sky and the lake seem to be connected together, and the wind blows, bringing flying reed flowers.Sticking to each other's hair, they are fluffy, a little embarrassed and cute.

Elizabeth suddenly laughed, "Your hair."

"what?"

Mr. Darcy, who was still in deep thought, was a little puzzled. Elizabeth covered her mouth and smiled foolishly, as if she had seen some great little secret.

Her smiling eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the reed flowers are still floating, floating past her eyelashes, like clouds in the sky passing by her eyes.Neither the blue sky nor the clear lake water can compare to her smile at the moment, like a feather gently brushing her heart.

His eyes stared at her, blue like a still sea.

At this moment, he was thinking.The so-called love, probably apart from the joyful surprise of knowing that they like each other, is willing to touch each other more at any time, and, inadvertently, the ability of rationality always seems to leave home quietly leave.

Therefore, when she realized it, the wooden boat swayed slightly.

What color is the sea?

What color is the sky?

When he moved back slightly, Elizabeth finally understood that the so-called sea and sky colors were not as dark blue as the color in his eyes.

"Marry me, Eliza," he whispered, his warm breath on her cheek.

She bit her lip, and his hand was still caressing her cheek, a little rough, but slender and generous.

He waited.

A group of wild geese flew over from the sky, their snow-white wings slowly folded, and they stayed here among the reeds. The lake was slapped with ripples, and there were circles of blue waves.

The white geese folded their bodies gracefully, and they seemed to be completely unafraid of humans.They swam out of the lake in twos and threes, their light beaks shone like ripe blackberries, and they combed each other's feathers intimately.

He saw her eyelashes fluttering slightly, followed by a slight nod, and flushed cheeks.

He smiled, with an unspeakable tenderness in his eyes.get close to her.

She raised her head and closed her eyes lightly.

Lips meet in a satisfying sigh.

The oars were pushed into the water and made a sound, but at the moment, no one cared.The Doberman looked at the wooden oar floating on the water with some doubts, and then, like a child, stretched out his paw and tried to poke it.

The boat rocked slightly again.

Elizabeth opened her eyes, a little shy, but she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

He was so close to her, and his fingertips were still stroking the porcelain-white skin behind her ears. Those fingers seemed to have some magical power. When they touched, the skin would warm up, as if the blood was beating.

Mr. Darcy pressed against the other's forehead, it was a little cold there, he smiled, and then pressed a kiss.

She also smiled, silly, like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, innocent and satisfied.

"The oar fell off," she reminded him.

"En." He responded, but remained unmoved, just pressing against her forehead.

She smiled, pretending to complain.

"It's too easy for you to propose like this. You said you wanted to say something to me, but you didn't say anything."

"I can tell you now, do you want to listen?"

"Okay."

He stepped back a little, but his eyes were always on her.He thought about it, and then expressed his thoughts in a gentle voice.

"I've never done this. I've thought about it before, but never with such certainty."

"I'm a cautious person. Before doing anything, I prefer to have a plan first, but unfortunately, since you appeared in front of me, I always seem to be unable to do better."

"Then do you regret it?"

"No, not at all." He kissed her fingertips, his tone so firm.

"As you say, I'm an arrogant person. I told you about this, and I've never wanted to change, and I've never been ashamed of it. Everything I do, I never let Regret it yourself, because I am used to thinking about everything, but the proposal to you at this moment is completely unplanned."

"Since I was an adult, I have never looked forward to marriage. Of course, I have also eagerly hoped to meet a woman in my lifetime who I would like to treat with sincerity, but unfortunately, as I grew up, I met more women , I no longer expect much from this point.”

"As my aunt said, I should marry a woman who can do the job of Mrs. Darcy. I understand what she implies, and I want me to marry my cousin. That's why I came with Bentley. The reason for coming here. On the one hand, I agree with what she said, marrying a famous lady is always easy, but on the other hand, I can't fall in love with my cousin Anne. I spent a night thinking about it, In the end, I still think that if I marry her according to what the world thinks, then the probability of unhappiness after marriage is very high."

"I fully understand myself. I am not such a gentle and considerate person. Maybe I can give her everything in terms of material and status, but if I don't want to in my heart, I will show a coldness that surprises me. This It's a shortcoming that I can't change no matter what. I thought of these, so I rejected my aunt soon after, and came here with my friends. Then, I met you."

Mr. Darcy paused when he said this, and his brow, which had been furrowed by the memory of the past, relaxed again at the mention of Elizabeth.

"It's out of my control, I mean, almost everything I do to you goes right past my rational head. They run amok inside my head, and reveal it to you without a second thought What's on my mind."

"they?"

"Yes." The man breathed out lightly, and repeated it again.

"Yes, they, I don't know the words to describe them, to give them a precise definition. But there is no doubt that if it comes down to it, it is always about you, not anyone else but you, Eliza, it's always about you."

"Only you." After he finished speaking, he seemed to put his heart in front of her, waiting for her evaluation and ruling.

He looked at her quietly.Completely unlike the usual arrogance, the emotion that could be seen in those eyes made her unable to do anything but smile.

"I'm very happy," she said.

"Your pride, your honesty, your shortcomings, you told me all of this without hiding it at all. You always left me the choice. Although you repeatedly emphasized to me that you are not a romantic person, compared to Emotional, you value rationality more, but I have to tell you, every move of yours is what I would like to see, and it is what moves me the most."

"You are well, William, if you will allow me to call you that."

"Of course, Eliza, please call me that." He kissed the back of her hand, and Elizabeth smiled.

"Yes, I'd love to call you that. Everything you've shown me so far is why I'm perfectly willing to say yes to your proposal, and, I think, even in the future, the one I trust and love That won't change at all."

He looked at her, from the corner of her eyebrows to her black pupils, and then his lips moved slightly, his voice was low but full of strength.

"I would spend the rest of my life assuring you, dear Eliza, that you would not regret your decision now, even if we had to be parted by death."