I'm really a witch

The number of guests gradually increased, or maybe it increased all at once.

Circe found a place next to the potted plant, and the thick leaves stretched obediently, almost covering most of her body, so that she would not be noticed at a glance.Although her mother and sister, who are always paying attention to the dance, will still come to find her when they find that she has not been seen for several consecutive games.But it's always good to have a few less jumps.

Darcy didn't take his eyes off Circe after saying hello. He couldn't help laughing as he watched the girl find such a hidden place.He found a seat diagonally opposite, and felt dissatisfied after sitting down.Then I got up and moved around several times, and finally found the best angle, where I could clearly see the girl who was trying to hide herself.

Punctuality is probably the habit of officers, and they came early enough.In particular, they were still wearing red uniforms, which were particularly conspicuous among the guests.Circe caught sight of these bright colors from the corner of his eye, and immediately sat up straight and looked up.

After identifying with the naked eye for a while, she suddenly realized that she was a witch, and there was no need to be so troublesome.After returning home, she always unconsciously becomes more restrained and careful.

That annoying guy was under the magic of tracking by Circe, so she could easily find him.However, Circe was not interested in knowing his exact location. After confirming that this guy had not appeared in Netherfield, she relaxed again with confidence.

Did he not dare to show up when he knew Mr. Darcy was at the ball?Sure enough, a coward without guts.Circe thought disdainfully.Since she got acquainted with the Darcy brothers and sisters, her disgust for this Wickham has deepened.

The Bennet family came neither early nor late, but they were conspicuous enough.Each of the five daughters, each with its own merits, will immediately become a beautiful scenery on the dance floor as soon as they enter the arena.Add to that Mrs. Bennet's loud voice.She can always chat enthusiastically.But obviously someone is willing to cooperate with her to say a few words today.

Attracted by the movement at the door, Circe raised his head, just in time to see Mr. Bingley warmly greet him.He had such a big smile on his face that Circe had seen almost only that exaggerated smile on Mrs. Bennet's face.A pair of eyes were firmly glued to Jane, and there was a fascination in them that even Circe could easily see.

Those compliments which took Circe a long time to think, seemed as easy to Mr. Bingley as food and water.He hardly paused--at least Circe didn't notice it at all--to Mrs. Bennet's smile and Jane's blushing.That Mr. Collins is also a good player, the three of them together, it is almost doubtful whether they will ever stop.

Fortunately, although Mrs. Bennet wanted to continue the conversation for a while, Mr. Bennet didn't want to stand at the door and be stared at and laughed at.So the sisters parted ways to find whatever interested them in the ball.

Mr. Bingley took Jane to make an appointment for her opening dance, and then reluctantly left for a while—he still had to take some other guests into consideration.

Elizabeth took Jane's hand and walked straight to the corner where Circe was, with a playful smile on her face, even if Circe couldn't hear clearly, one could guess what she was talking about by looking at the blush on Jane's face that never faded .

Elizabeth didn't really see Circe, but she knew all too well the girl's habits, and she saw Charlotte.And where Charlotte was, Circe would never be too far away.

Charlotte evidently saw her friends too, and beckoned to them, and the sisters quickened their steps, and took the vacant seats beside her.As soon as she sat down, Elizabeth poked her head out to look for Circe, which was one of her prom rituals.And she just can't get enough of it.

Circe was of course willing to cooperate with her, and every time she saw them getting together, she would not take the initiative to run out.Always wait for Elizabeth to find her, and then happily join them with the complacent eyes of this sister.

This time is naturally no exception.In fact, Elizabeth has more or less mastered the rules of Circe's seat selection, but I don't know if the plants love her or something.Even if she can roughly locate a few suspected locations, it is rare to see them at a glance-the potted plants hide her too well.

Charlotte and Jane chatted while watching Elizabeth play a childish game of hide-and-seek with her little sister.

"They never get tired of playing." Jane followed her eyes and shook her head amusedly.

"Sometimes I always feel that Elizabeth is still a little girl." Charlotte teased her friend for never showing mercy.

"But it's really interesting." Elizabeth didn't turn her head, still trying to make out Circe's figure from the gap between the potted plants. "She's hiding better and better, isn't she?"

"After all, you have to play like this every time. I saw her start looking for a seat as soon as she came in." Charlotte said in a helpless tone, but there was a smile on her face.

"Oh, Charlotte, you are not allowed to give me any clues." Elizabeth reminded her vigilantly, "That will lose the greatest fun of this game."

"So you are indeed playing hide-and-seek." There was an unconcealable smile in Jane's gentle voice.

"Oh, you're starting to make fun of me now." Elizabeth tilted her head and pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Hey! I saw her!" Elizabeth let out a deliberately low exclamation, "It's really well hidden, if it weren't for the roses on her shoe..." She didn't say any more, and raised her face straight look over.

Stared at by Elizabeth for a long time, Circe knew that it meant being discovered.She patted her skirt and stood up, walking towards the sisters.

"You took longer this time than last time, didn't you?" Circe winked at her quirky older sister.

"Indeed." Elizabeth admitted frankly, "But next time, just wait and see!" She added unwillingly.

"I'll wait." Circe sat down close to her affectionately, and joked, "Jane, I can see that Mr. Bingley is so enthusiastic. He invited you to the first dance, right?"

"Oh, come tease me too!" Jane cursed with a smile, touched her hot cheek, and nodded shyly.

"I knew it! His eyes are going to stick to you!" Circe flexibly shrank behind Elizabeth, avoiding Jane's hand pinching her face.The four girls sat in the corner by themselves, laughing together.

Looking at the girl with a bright smile, Darcy softened the corners of his mouth unconsciously.

"Is the first dance about to start?" Charlotte asked after counting the time.

Elizabeth's complexion was ugly to the naked eye. She leaned back in her chair dejectedly and let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong?" Circe looked at her curiously.Jane cast a sympathetic and helpless look at her sister.

"Forget it, it's that Mr. Collins." Elizabeth waved her hand irritably, "He offered to invite me to the first two dances in front of my mother, and I didn't even have time to refuse!"

"Hmm..." Circe let out a meaningless exclamation, and subconsciously glanced at Charlotte, not knowing what to say.

Fortunately, there is no need for her to say anything.Mr. Bingley and Mr. Collins approached the girls almost as soon as the prelude to the first dance was played, and invited their partners with salutes.

Jane and Bingley faced each other, blushing, and stretched out their hands sweetly, and were dragged onto the dance floor by Mr. Bingley.Elizabeth's mood was not so good, she quickly cleaned up her facial expression, showed a stiff smile, and put her hands on it.

Circe was still guessing who would invite him and Charlotte, after all no one would miss the opening dance.Sir Lucas would never have allowed such a thing to happen, even if Circe had been happy to miss it.

However, she waited for a gentleman who surprised her and seemed reasonable.

Seeing that the two Bennet ladies had been taken away, Darcy immediately got up and walked over with big strides.

"Miss Circe, may I have the honor to invite you to dance for the first time?" After asking a word, he realized that he was so nervous.He felt that his throat was a little dry, and it took some effort to suppress the idea of ​​swallowing.

But he didn't need to be so nervous at all.In fact, Circe was only stunned for a moment, and then quickly responded: "Of course, I am very happy." Dancing with familiar people is much more comfortable than dancing with those gentlemen who do not know. What's not to like?

Circe agreed too quickly, but it was Darcy's turn to be a little dazed.But it didn't last long.When Circe put his hand in his palm, he instinctively tightened his hand, giving Circe a leverage so that she could stand up.

Charlotte saw this scene completely in her eyes, as if she had discovered something, and seemed to confirm something, she raised her eyebrows with interest.

Circe is always more relaxed around friends.When she was dragged by Darcy to the dance floor, she was still talking to him sideways: "I thought you would invite Miss Bingley, it seems that you danced with her for the first time before." Circe smiled and frowned. Wan, "I'm so happy. Actually, I'm afraid to dance with people I don't know well. Fortunately, you invited me."

I will dance the first dance with you from now on.Darcy was on the verge of speaking out on impulse, but managed to hold back.Saying such things now will only embarrass the girl.

So he just lowered his head slightly to look at the girl's radiant eyes, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "That's really my honor."

They walked into the dancing line, stood facing each other, saluted each other, and then moved closer to shorten the distance.

"I'm not very good at dancing," Circe confessed to her partner, carefully controlling her steps.

"You can trust me. Although I'm not a good player, I can still be called a good one." Darcy said, with a more guiding meaning in his movements, so that Circe can devote more energy to being with himself on the conversation.When dancing, there is always something to talk about.Mr. Darcy quickly forgot his habit of dancing the whole distance in silence.

Circe sensed the change immediately, and looked up at him gratefully.A pair of eyes were full of smiles, and those who watched wanted to reach out and touch the corners of her eyes.Although itchy to be seen, Darcy was unwilling to look away.The feeling of being looked at wholeheartedly by these eyes is really too good.

He didn't even bother to control the corners of his mouth.