Now is the most beautiful season of the year.

The bright spring light shines through the thin clouds and the soft breeze in the garden. Looking around, the deep and light green are covered with a light golden layer.

The forest art in Darcy London Villa is unique. The ground is covered with dense stems and leaves of herbs and shrubs. The tasteful garden masters flexibly use green grass and green vegetation, dark green cypress pines, light green weeping figs, emerald green A variety of greens such as spruce create a tranquil beauty with distinct layers and natural beauty.

Darcy and Catherine came out of the mansion and walked side by side on the stone path in the garden.The two of them were very quiet along the way, not making a sound, each slightly tilting their heads in opposite directions, as if admiring the exquisite design that each place on both sides of the road can become a scene independently.

However, if you observe their expressions a little closer, you can easily tell that these two people who are usually calm and calm and trusted by their friends and family are probably extremely flustered at this moment.

Many thoughts flashed through their minds in a mess, but unfortunately none of them could teach them how to speak politely and gracefully at this moment.

After another short walk in silence, Darcy silently shifted his gaze to Catherine.Following her sideways angle, he guessed that the lady should be watching the tulip field.

Darcy thought it was a good topic, so he summoned up his courage and said, "Do you like tulips?"

"Oh... what?" Catherine suddenly heard Darcy's voice, unable to react.

In fact, where is she looking at the flowers? She is basically blind now and can't see anything.Her ears are also deaf, and she can only hear the breathing of the people around her and her own violent heartbeat.

And even more useless than eyes is her brain full of paste.She was stunned for almost a minute at Darcy's words before replying in a low voice: "I like it very much."

Catherine wanted to hit the wall, she felt the burning heat on her face.

Thanks to her unnaturalness, Mr. Darcy, who had managed to maintain his composure, fell silent again.

Catherine was eager to regain her face. She took a deep breath, quickly glanced at the scenery in front of her eyes, and then said forcefully: "Mr. This tulip."

Darcy said: "Indeed. The gardens built in the past few decades are all in this Roman rural style, with few flowers. This house has been built for a few years. The gardens of those centuries-old manors are much more beautiful than this one, There is a large flower field in Pemberley Manor, and the vegetation is dotted with flowers. If you like flowers, I think you will like Pemberley. Miss Catherine, do you have any favorite flowers?"

Catherine did not answer for a long time.

Darcy finally found a chance to look at this young lady openly.He looked over and found that the other party's head was almost forcibly twisted in another direction at [-] degrees, and he couldn't see her expression.

But he can be sure that she is shy, she always seems to blush, this time even her ears and neck are so red.

Darcy couldn't help admiring it for a moment, and then realized belatedly that Catherine's sudden shyness was probably due to his words.His introduction is too much like the words in the words.

He was suddenly embarrassed, and he couldn't understand why he always said such misleading things in front of Catherine.He wanted to open his mouth to explain, but soon he felt that this kind of tranquility seemed beyond words, at least it made him quite happy and intoxicated by it.

Catherine stopped suddenly and did not go any further.And Darcy's eyes followed her closely all the time, and immediately stood where he was, looking at her with concern.

Catherine turned her head, and almost a second later, she met Darcy's eyes.

They stand facing each other.Catherine didn't dare to look up, for fear that seeing the gentleman's eyes would make her so nervous that she would forget her language ability.

She stared intently at the exquisite patterns on Darcy's collar, pretending to be calm, but in fact every ending was trembling: "Mr. Darcy, if I call you out so loudly, just to ask you about the beautiful garden style, then I must lose more than I gain. In fact, I have very important things, so important that I am no longer afraid that you will look down on me, no longer care about women's face and other people's gossip, and even forget that you will despise my upbringing. Please forgive my recklessness, but I really can't wait and restrain myself."

Darcy lowered his head slightly, his affectionate eyes kept flickering with Catherine's words.

Although he has no experience in love, with such an atmosphere and words, Darcy vaguely guessed the other party's intentions.Darcy couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help being filled with anticipation and excitement.

He kept telling himself not to think too much, maybe Catherine didn't mean what you thought, but he couldn't hide his nervousness and excitement at all, and his breath became hurried: "Miss Catherine, I swear to you, no matter what you say, I will I will never look down on you in the slightest."

"Then I said, the kind without any concealment or detour," Catherine said bluntly, "Mr. Darcy, do you still like me?"

Darcy was shocked.

Catherine didn't look up, so naturally she couldn't see the other person's expression. She expressed her feelings to herself: "I know that my behavior is not in line with the reserved and reserved ladies. But you know, I have never been a qualified Lady, I am only me. Anyone who expects me to be like them is doomed to be disappointed. I beg you not to judge my problem by the world's standards of ladies. But you, Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy, are How do you view Catherine Bennett's mood, give me an answer..."

Before she could finish speaking, Mr. Darcy interrupted suddenly: "My lady, am I dreaming?"

Catherine was taken aback.She never expected Darcy to have such an answer.She wanted to laugh and couldn't help but want to say yes you are dreaming.

At this moment, the gentleman standing in front of her finally came back to his senses.

As if afraid that Catherine would regret it, Darcy was ecstatic and expressed his heart again and again: "Miss Catherine, I love you, I love you. I'm afraid you can't imagine my feelings for you. I love you even more than when I proposed to you Stronger and firmer, I can't wait to say my heart to you a hundred times, but I'm not very good at saying some beautiful words, so I can only repeat it over and over again, if you are willing to listen, then I will never get bored , I will tell you over and over again how much I love you."

Fitzwilliam Darcy's words were like bright and eye-catching lights, illuminating the lonely darkness in Catherine's heart.It was like a drizzle on a spring night, nourishing her dry and barren heart.

Darcy asked her if she was dreaming. In fact, why didn't Catherine have such an illusion?

It was as if she had fallen into a dream, and the happiness and joy in front of her eyes were extremely inflated, and the great joy filled made her feel that everything was illusory and unreal.

For a moment, Catherine seemed to see a girl walking hard on a road. From a little girl to an adult, she has been walking, lonely and stubborn.Catherine has seen this picture many times, and she is very familiar with the figure of that girl.

But this time, the scene has changed for the first time.A tall and straight figure appeared beside her and held her hand.

Catherine finally raised her head and looked up at Darcy.Soon, her vision blurred.

No one can understand her current mood.Including Darcy.This gentleman never imagined that what he thought he gave was love, but for her, this love is also known as affirmation, respect and tolerance.

His love made her believe that she is not worthless, that she deserves to be loved, that she can have the most beautiful things in the world, that her heart is also fresh and powerful, that she desires to care like everyone else, and knows happiness and sorrow .

When Darcy saw Catherine's tears, he immediately forgot his ecstasy, and quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it to her: "Catherine, don't cry, okay, don't cry."

The clean handkerchiefs were neatly folded, and the soft cotton cloth had the same scent as Darcy's cologne, as well as a touch of body temperature.

Catherine took the handkerchief and wiped away her tears, and at the same time couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth.She raised her head, her eyes were filled with affection that had been imprisoned for a long time and finally burst out. She looked at him as if she was looking at the only light in the world.

She said softly: "I love you too, Mr. Darcy, I love you very, very much."

Darcy's joy and shock can't be described in words.He always knew that he longed for Catherine's response, but he never thought that when he really got it, the ecstasy and emotion would be so violent.

Darcy, 29, realized for the first time that life can have such happy moments.He felt that he was the happiest man in the world, and compared with the girl in front of him, the past happiness was no longer worth remembering.

He only remembered that at this moment, he loved her the most and said that she loved him too.

Compared with the cloudy and foggy journey in the first half, and seeing nothing, Catherine’s joy is beyond words. She added a layer of golden love filter to the plants and trees in front of her. I feel that everything is extremely attractive, and the royal garden is probably nothing more than that.

Darcy's mood is also very bright.He wasn't as obvious as Catherine was, but his face, which had always been unsmiling, was now full of smiles.

Darcy couldn't help asking his sweetheart: "Can you tell me why you suddenly changed your mind?"

"Actually, it wasn't sudden. I have always been to you..." Catherine didn't know how to explain this emotion.She can't tell Darcy her real life, let alone say that he is just a character in a book.But without explaining this, it was difficult for her to articulate her unwavering trust in him.

Fortunately, Darcy didn't get entangled in this, he was very happy, and began to joke with Catherine: "I like it very much?"

Catherine looked at him in surprise and shyness, and said angrily: "Mr. Darcy, I wonder if you have heard of a word called narcissism?"

"Narcissism? It's a funny word, but it never was. But I've actually heard people who have been impressed with me."

Catherine also joked with him: "You mean Miss Bingley? Oh, it's more than nice. I've never seen anyone who can praise you more than her."

"Catherine, for such a beautiful moment, let's not mention anyone else! Just talk about me and you."

"Okay, then let me tell you why I still miss you after you made such a funny proposal to me. Would you like to hear?"

"Of course, but my lady," Darcy said with a doting smile in his eyes, "please forgive me. You don't know how much I regret what I said to you at that time. Every time I think of it, I think Annoyed at my ridiculousness. I treated you like that and you haven't kicked me out. So miss, don't say that you are not a lady anymore, you are in my heart, no woman can be more gentle and kind than you."

Darcy's words made Catherine blush again: "Don't praise me anymore. As for your marriage proposal, to be honest, I wasn't too angry. After all, what you said was the truth, and I didn't like you at the time. You just say something to a passer-by." What does the harsh truth affect me? Of course, if you say such things now, I will be very sad."

"Catherine, I have to say that your words have successfully soothed my depressed mood. It reminds me that I am the happiest person in the world now. With such happiness, those depressions are nothing. My girl, I I will never be so arrogant again. That time when I heard you speak out, I realized that I was really condescending, even if I was tempted first, but I also thought you would agree, even if the confidence was not so sufficient later , I still feel in my heart that I sacrificed a lot. It's really ridiculous to think about it now."

"In a sense, you are right. If I am not a lady who does not play cards according to common sense, I will definitely be grateful for your attention. Actually, I can understand your pride, but sometimes excessive pride can also Not necessarily a good thing.”

"You're right, miss. I'm really regretful. Although that wasn't the main reason for my failed marriage proposal, every time I think about it, I feel that if my words weren't too reckless and arrogant, you might have fallen in love with me earlier. "

Catherine protested: "I just advised you not to be overly proud, why did you start again? How can you be sure that I will like you?"

"I don't know either." Darcy's eyes were filled with tenderness that was about to overflow, "Do you believe in fate, Catherine? I believe it now. It's like when I first met you, with just one look, you will always run into If it wasn't for fate, how could I have met you? I must be the luckiest gentleman in the world."

"It's also because of you that I started to believe in fate," Catherine said softly, "However, I'm luckier."

Without me, you will still have a happy and happy life.But without you, my life will continue to be full of loneliness.

How lucky I was to meet you.

mr. darcy.

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