I'm really a witch

Miss Bingley's expression suddenly turned subtle.

No one expected that these two people would appear at the same time, and no one expected that someone would appear at this time.

Miss Bingley smiled uncomfortably, and reluctantly greeted the person, but she didn't know where her eyes fell. She really wanted to observe Circe's expression, but a guilty conscience prevented her from looking into people's eyes. .

Darcy was also a rare embarrassment. He even felt a little bit remorseful, but he felt that his remorse was unreasonable.This made him vigilant. He might indeed have paid too much attention to this country girl, which was a dangerous signal.It's time for him to restrain himself.

Thinking of this, Darcy's eyes became indifferent and distant again.He saluted and said hello calmly, his eyes stayed on Circe for a moment, and then he left politely.It's a pity that Miss Bingley is currently immersed in her own emotions, otherwise she should find that her goal has been successfully achieved, which is gratifying.

Circe didn't have as many twists and turns as these people.She did hear it, it should be said that she heard it comprehensively, but she didn't realize at all that the so-called "Honorable Lady" in Miss Bingley's mouth was talking about herself.You know, she never found out that Darcy treated her differently from the beginning to the end, and she couldn't make any sense of being in the right place by listening to the arrangement and teasing in Miss Bingley's words.It's okay to listen to it, just think that Miss Bingley's daily poisonous tongue was bumped into by her.At this moment, it was funny to see that the two people on the opposite side had changed their faces as if they had imagined something.

As for how Circe should go out for a walk with Mrs. Hurst, well, it's not a coincidence, it's just a coincidence.

Circe sensed that Cassandra was here, so she hurriedly found an excuse and went downstairs.She and Cassandra are in a soul-bound state, and can easily perceive each other's position. Who knows that she ran into Mrs. Hesto head-on as soon as she entered the garden.

They both collided, and both of them were destined for the garden. It didn't matter to Circe, but it was impossible for Mrs. Hurst not to say an insincere invitation.Then, the four of them ran into each other.

To tell the truth, Mrs. Hurst was embarrassed by her own sister.She naturally knew that Miss Bingley had been trying to get Darcy to divert her attention from Miss Lucas recently, and it would be great to be completely disgusted, but she didn't expect that this impenetrable wall in the world could be so powerful. It's full of sores.For a moment, her face also became strange.

Probably only Circe didn't pay attention to this at all. Since she felt that this matter had nothing to do with her, she left all this nonsense behind her mind and only wanted to see Cassandra who came over .

Of course, Mrs. Hurst was more towards her sister than Circe, and hurriedly stepped forward to stand on the other side of Darcy: "Oh, what a coincidence, why don't we go for a walk together!" There was room for three, and as soon as Mrs. Hurst stepped forward, Circe stood behind alone.

Circe was so happy, she still worried about how to get rid of Mrs. Hurst, seeing her leave voluntarily, she just felt that it was the best, so she bowed and left: "I'm not worried about Jane, so I'll go back first. "This was the most appropriate reason she could find, and after she finished speaking, she left happily, thinking of another way to find her family, Sandy.

But this happy leaving figure caused Darcy to misunderstand. He only thought that the girl must have felt wronged, so she left in a hurry, and he couldn't bear it for no reason.But he changed his mind and thought of the warning he had just given to himself, and immediately became a little vigilant, suppressing this emotion.

In terms of familiarity with Netherfield, these people who have paid rent to live in are far inferior to Circe, a guest.As soon as she left the sight of the three, Circe found a path and got out.

Cassandra was squatting by the tree at the back door waiting for her. She was obviously a golden retriever but she squatted in an elegant posture, with her chin raised slightly, her pupils half-closed, and her tail half-curled by her legs.He didn't get up when he saw Circe coming, and he still looked like the old god was there.

Circe took a few brisk steps and crouched down, burying her face in the soft fur on the side of Cassandra's neck.Staying in Netherfield for the past two days actually made her feel uncomfortable. Whether it was the Bingleys, Mr. Darcy, or the Hursts, they all put on airs of upper class people every day.They always try to be polite in every move, and they turn around when they speak. One meaning can tell them ten layers, and they always like to make people guess the deep meaning in their words.

Elizabeth, who was so clever and clever, complained to Circe several times, let alone Circe herself.In modern times, Circe is a house girl, and she never goes out unless there is something important to do. It is a little better to come here, but she still has a pure and straightforward temperament.This level of socializing is really too difficult for her. She just feels that she is surrounded by pressure and restraint, which is very boring.Cassandra squatted obediently and tilted her head to make her master more comfortable.

After rubbing for a while, Circe simply sat down against the tree trunk.The skirt spread out casually on the ground, and Cassandra lay beside her legs.She stroked the hair one after another, but she was actually in a daze.She has been holding back these days, and it is rare to have such a relaxed time, even if she just stays together without doing anything, it still makes her feel satisfied.

In the final analysis, Cassandra is the one who can always be with her and will always be with her.Their souls are connected, they share life, and because Circe herself is a Kletika witch who is good at soul magic, she has a very long lifespan.Even if the modern age and the current age are added together, it is only a fraction of their long life.

Every time she calculates the number of years she can live, Circe always calms down.With such a long life span, there is really no need to worry about these little episodes.

As soon as her heart calmed down, she slowly fell asleep.

When Darcy came, he saw the girl was defenseless, her head was slightly tilted back against the tree trunk, her hair was disheveled, her skirt was wrinkled, she was exhaling slowly, her cheeks had a layer of light Light powder.

He himself could not tell how he left the garden and came back again.I wanted to write a letter in the study, but my mind went blank. When I came back to my senses, I came here.

The girl in front of him is sleepy and has no image at all, but he just stares in a daze, his heart seems to be beating a little faster than usual.It wasn't until the dog straightened up, bent down and bared its teeth at him, that Darcy seemed to be waking up from a dream.A look of panic and annoyance flashed in his eyes for a moment, and he turned around and left in a hurry.