I'm really a witch

Circe blinked, a little surprised.She saw that this man was chatting enthusiastically with his parents and sister, but she really didn't expect him to stand up so decisively.

But Mr. Darcy seemed a little strange today.Getting up and going out with Darcy, Circe was still curious.As soon as he came today, Circe found out.Although seeing him usually, his soul is often bright and pleasant, but today the light seems a bit exaggerated, and Circe dare not look directly at him.

Are you in a particularly good mood?Glancing sideways, Circe silently turned her head and closed her eyes.When I went outside, I didn't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that it was brighter.But on closer inspection, there doesn't seem to be much difference.Resisting the urge to reach out and rub his eyes, Circe blinked hard.It was as if a strong light had been directly shot into the eye.

Circe was immersed in curiosity and kept silent, and Mr. Darcy didn't know what he was thinking, so he didn't say a word.The two of them walked away from Lucas's house together in such a silent manner.

This town is indeed backward in terms of material, but the scenery is good.In particular, there are many forests, and you can see a forest if you walk a little further.But most people don't want to go into the woods.

Circe likes to run around on weekdays, and she is very familiar with the woods in the town, so she subconsciously walked in this direction.After walking all this way, she finally noticed something was wrong. Mr. Darcy was usually taciturn, but it was strange that he was so quiet today.

"Did something happen to you?" After thinking about it, Circe still chose to ask.Habitually, she still uses the honorific title.

He opened his mouth, as if about to say something, but stopped again.Seeing that he was indeed troubled by something, Circe simply stopped and looked at him with concern.

"This is already deep in the woods," Circe hesitated, "so, if you have something that doesn't go your way, maybe you can tell me." She didn't have much confidence in her ability to enlighten others, But no matter how bad it was, she could still use some calming magic to cheat her. It was not a difficult task for a witch to calm down.

Then there was silence for a few more minutes.Circe was not in a hurry, and waited quietly for him to figure it out.It's just that I am a little more worried.What a great event it must be to cause Mr. Darcy to worry about such a thing!

He pursed his lips, took a few steps in place, and his expression gradually became agitated.Circe held her breath, pulling herself together and preparing herself mentally.There's nothing a witch can't solve!Circe cheered herself up.

Raising her face slightly, Circe looked seriously into the man's eyes, hoping to give him some peace of mind in this way.

Being stared at by the little girl like this, those beautiful eyes look at you right and wrong.They are golden green again now, clear and bright.Darcy's face could not restrain a trace of obsession, he seemed to have finally strengthened his determination, and took a deep breath.

Circe straightened his face immediately and listened attentively.

"I really don't want to suppress and hide it any longer." Darcy's voice sounded a little hoarse after he hadn't spoken for a long time, "Please allow me to tell you that I admire you very much."

Huh?Circe didn't react for a while, and was stunned by the word "admiration".She blinked her eyes, pondered the word twice, and then her eyes widened instantly.She opened her eyes so wide that the light green color in her eyes was almost transparent under the sunlight.

Before Circe could react and form a complete sentence, Mr. Darcy had already continued speaking in one go.

What he said was very detailed.Explain clearly the first time I was tempted, the subsequent inner struggles, and the final choice to accept this feeling.He also dissected all his struggles and concerns that still existed.

First of all, Circe's family is not noble. Although Sir Lucas has the head of a knight, even he himself understands that this name can only say a few words in this small place.Fortunately, her family members are all sensible people, even if they are somewhat vulgar, they are still within the acceptable range.He is also willing to accept all this for Circe.

After analyzing the family, Darcy turned to Circe himself: "I know you have some peculiarities, and I don't mind." He paused, then continued, "But please allow me to make a reasonable request to you, if We are husband and wife, please don't use this special again."

The reason is very simple, it is what everyone will say.But when he said it, Circe felt extremely angry for no reason.The anger came so violently that it almost broke the thread of reason in an instant.

How dare he!How could he say such a thing!Circe gritted her teeth, her entire face tensing with the movement.

She endured it, and Darcy finally stopped.Circe didn't listen to a word he said later, and she blushed in anger.

"Please allow me to refuse." Circe said very bluntly, she has always been like this, and she will not beat around the bush.

Seeing Darcy froze in place because of her words, Circe seemed to feel a little pleasure for a moment, but what was even bigger was sadness and anger.

Taking a deep breath, Circe tried to keep her voice steady. "I'm sorry, those, 'special,'" she pronounced the word emphatically, "for bothering you so much."

"But they are a part of me, and I will never, and never will, abandon this part of me." Circe said every word, her eyes flushed.

"If you accept it, please accept it together. If you don't want it, no," she shook her head, "Just treat what you saw as a dream and forget it."

"You're right, I should be more cautious." I shouldn't expect your understanding and acceptance at all.How ridiculous.She actually had such a naive idea.

"I won't do anything to you, please rest assured." Circe's voice was low, as if she had lost her strength.There was no point in erasing his memory now, and she believed in Darcy's character in keeping it secret.You see, by this time she's... Circe shook her head, pushing the thought out of her head.

Feeling her eye sockets getting sore, Circe felt so ashamed.Why are you wronged? This is obviously caused by your soft heart.Circe blamed herself viciously in her heart, trying to get the uncomfortable emotion out of her body quickly.

"Please allow me to take my leave first." Circe gave Darcy no chance to say anything, and hurriedly saluted, then turned and ran out of the woods.

Darcy did want to say something.At first he wanted to explain, to defend himself, he was shocked and angry by the girl's categorical words.Later, later he wanted to comfort his little girl.She didn't know at all, the expression on her face seemed to be about to cry in the next moment, which made Darcy's heart soften for a moment.He thought wildly, who cares, the little girl can do whatever she wants, as long as she doesn't show that expression again.

But he didn't say anything.He didn't even catch up to her.He just stood there, sighed, and then walked in another direction somewhat dejectedly.

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"Charlotte! Sandy!" The little girl's voice was crying, and Charlotte immediately stood up from her chair.The golden retriever also moved over nervously, wrapping around Circe's legs.

"Mr. Darcy, he, he proposed to me." Circe was already hiccupping from crying, speaking intermittently, "I, I refused. He's too much, me, I'm too much."

What she said was upside down, making people confused.But Charlotte didn't ask a word. She hugged her little sister tightly in distress, and stretched out her hands to caress her quilt to comfort her.

Circe stopped talking, but the tears kept flowing.Her face was flushed from crying, her hair was disheveled, and her eyes were red and swollen.Until she was tired from crying in her sister's arms, and fell asleep drowsily.

Charlotte touched her hot face, and furrowed her eyebrows so hard that she almost wanted to resent Mr. Darcy.But this is clearly excessive anger.

Helping the little sister to the bed and covering her with the quilt, Charlotte lowered her head and kissed her forehead lightly, then turned and exited the room, leaving Cassandra lying beside the bed guarding her master.

She wanted to discuss it with Mrs. Lucas.Charlotte hurried downstairs.

Circe had a dream.

She went back to the alley in London and watched Mr. Darcy striding up.He looked so anxious at the time, but he didn't expect that the person he was worried about didn't need his help at all.

Carefully hiding behind a tree, she held her breath watching Mr. Darcy talking to Williams, fearing that he would find her.

She leaned against the edge of the stands and listened to Mr. Darcy and Williams argue over the horses.How could someone's soul just grow into the shape she likes best?

She prepares a potion for Georgiana's iris.He watched in horror as Mr. Darcy handled the magic potion ingredients.I was afraid that he would ask questions that she couldn't answer.

She picked among the seeds and taught Mr. Darcy how to pick the mutant seeds.He really has no talent at all, not like his sister at all.

She received the button and happily turned it into a lace hoop.Feel free to boldly hand over your biggest secret.

She spent days crafting a pen for him as a Christmas present.She also set off a firework specially for him.

He proposed to himself.He didn't like her witch status.

Then Circe woke up with a start.

"I just, just had such a little bit of luck." Circe hugged Cassandra's neck, buried her face in the hair of her neck, her voice was muffled, sounding lost and frustrated, "he Don’t you hate my gift too?” Does he also hate me?

"Why am I so stupid." Circe sighed long, leaned back and lay flat on the bed again, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"I might like him a little bit. Just a little bit." Circe stretched out his index finger and thumb to draw a small gap.

She was a little discouraged, and her hands hung down feebly.In turn, there was a lot of dissatisfaction, and he hammered the hammer bed angrily.

"Ignore him, we ignore him." Circe gritted his teeth, showing a fierce expression, but his walnut-like eyes were not convincing at all.

"Think of it as a failed experiment." Circe wrinkled her nose. "It's not really a big deal. Right, Sandy?"

The golden retriever condescendingly licked her master's saliva.

"Sandy!"