In the evening, the sky is covered with magnificent rosy clouds, and the setting sun shrouds the verdant landscape with gentle twilight, sometimes green and sometimes dark yellow.

In the afternoon, in front of the window, after Darcy told her the promise of a lifetime, Catherine was in a daze for a long time, but not only did her tears not stop, but she cried more wantonly and louder.

Darcy was very anxious, and asked her without listening: "What's the matter with you, Catherine, what's the matter with you?"

Yes, what happened to her?

Catherine could not answer.But what she knew was that she really wanted to cry at this time, not the silent tears she used to, but wanted to cry loudly, presumptuously, turbulently, and heartily, heartbreakingly and generously, without Don't care about anyone's eyes.

She thought so, and did so, and her tears carried those pasts, those grievances, pains and blames that she could not express, those pasts that she endured and said with a smile, "I'm fine, I'm fine".

From childhood to adulthood, everyone praised her for being sensible and never causing trouble to others.

But no one asked her, how can you be so sensible.

Yes, how did you learn it?Oh, Catherine can answer this question because she has cried, but no one cares.She also cried out in pain, but no one cared.

Catherine didn't think she was stupid, she was ignored time and time again, so she could learn to be good, and she didn't expect anyone to really care about her feelings.

but now……

Catherine made no answer, and burst into tears.She hadn't cried like this for many years, and the crying came suddenly, and she couldn't stop.

And Darcy, after the initial panic, not only saw her venting, but also felt that it was better to do so.He didn't speak, just quietly beside her, holding her tenderly, until her tears gradually stopped, he took out his handkerchief and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"If you don't want to say what's wrong, you don't need to say it, but I will accompany you." Darcy looked at her, his black eyes were as bright as the morning sun.

Catherine choked up, looked back with tears in her eyes, and answered irrelevantly: "Why did you come here?"

"What?" Darcy didn't hear clearly and asked again, but Catherine stopped talking.

After an inexplicable cry, Catherine felt relaxed all over. This relaxation came from the body and also benefited from the spirit. It seemed that the hypocritical tears just washed away the mud stuck in her heart, and those hidden deep in her heart All negative emotions were washed out of my heart.

At Darcy's suggestion, they walked out of the bedroom in the garden together.The spring full of flowers and plants brings vitality, and the moist and fresh spring in the air makes Catherine feel refreshed.

Darcy walked side by side with her, letting her indulge in the beautiful scenery, without saying anything, but with a gentle smile on her lips, they walked together.

Catherine leaned back on the wooden bench, her eyes fell in front of her, quietly watching the afterglow and spring scenery reflecting the water color to form a quiet picture, while her husband walked slowly to her through the mist and breeze beside.

When the two of them came out, it was a warm afternoon. When the sun went down and the wind gradually cooled down, he went back to the main building and took a light gray cashmere shawl for Catherine, spread it over her shoulders, and pulled it gently. Pull the corners to add a layer of cover for the uncovered skin.

Darcy asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

Catherine raised her eyes and looked back at him sweetly: "I won't tell you."

In fact, she was thinking, it was different, her life was different.

Finally, there was someone who would feel sorry for her when she was in pain.He will cherish her, he will come to comfort her when he hears her cry, and he will tell her that as long as he doesn't cry, he is willing to do anything for her.

He appeared beside her with fiery love and tolerance, and in the name of love, he gave her infinite warmth and strength.

Darcy came to sit beside her: "Huh? So mysterious?"

"Well, since you want to know, I'll tell you generously that I'm thinking about a question."

"What's the problem?" Darcy's eyes were full of sincere love.

"This question is very vexatious. It sounds a bit arrogant, but I still can't help but want to say, why did you come here, sir."

Catherine's tone was soft and coquettish, full of sweet coquettishness.If you came earlier, wouldn't she have to live so hard by herself?

Darcy thought that Catherine was saying that he was slow to go back to get the scarf, so he explained to her that he met the manager, and said a few business words: "Did I keep you waiting too long? Is it cold? I'm sorry."

Catherine recalled the TV series she watched before, boldly and hypocritically whispered: "It's a bit cold."

After finishing speaking, she gently closed her eyes, waiting for Darcy to hold her in his arms like a hero.

As a result, Da Iron Straight Man Xi wrapped her loose scarf around again and tightened it a lot.

Darcy asked with concern: "Is this better?"

Catherine: ...

"It's not cold anymore."

One thing to say, it's really warm.

Darcy said reassuringly: "That's good."

Catherine quietly rolled her eyes: "Mr. Darcy, do you think you are a gift?"

Darcy looked at her puzzled.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Catherine couldn't help laughing, the corners of her mouth raised greatly.

"What are you laughing at? Huh?" Darcy asked softly.

"You still ask me, aren't you laughing too?"

"I only laughed when I saw you laugh."

"Well, since you asked, I will tell you generously. I smile because I am happy. The more I look at you, the more I think you are like a big gift. You are a gift from God to me."

"This metaphor is very special."

"What about you, do you think I'm a gift?"

Darcy thought about it, smiled and shook his head.

Catherine asked, "Then what am I?"

Darcy stretched out his hand, supported Catherine's chin with his broad palm, took her cheek into his palm, and gently stroked her soft red lips with his thumb.

His breathing gradually became rapid, but he quickly restrained it.His tone was very slow, and the lingering lingering sound seemed to last as long as a lifetime.

"You're the rib that God took from me."

Probably because Mr. Straight's metaphor was too sensational, Miss Rib blushed for a long time before pulling back the soul that had been taken away by him, and told him everything exactly.

Darcy sat beside her, without interrupting the whole time, listening quietly, with a smile on his face all the time.

Catherine was worried that he would be unhappy, so she kept watching his expression closely when she said it, but when she saw him frowning in surprise several times, but trying to maintain a smile, she couldn't help feeling moved and funny .

It's funny because his expression is really funny, it's totally different from his usual quiet and steady appearance.

And the reasons for moving are simpler.If it wasn't to take care of her sensitive and fragile mood, why did he try to restrain his true mood?

After telling Darcy everything, Catherine anxiously waited for the other party's response, like a prisoner standing in court waiting for the judge's sentence.

Darcy didn't answer immediately after she finished speaking, but thought for a long time before saying, "So you wrote those two books that almost everyone in London is reading now?"

"Yes."

"Oh!" Darcy replied, and fell silent again.

Catherine felt uneasy again.Although Darcy has just made a confession that can warm the stones, it was before he knew it. Now that he knows it, will he regret it?

Probably not.With his character, even if he regrets it, he will probably take care of her?

Catherine began to struggle.Her self-esteem did not allow her to be pitied, but that was before.She loves him so much, she finds that she is actually thinking about what she will do to stay by his side if he regrets it.

Love really makes people weak.

But also strong.

Catherine didn't want to complain about herself anymore, and guessed from herself. Probably the love given by Darcy gave her confidence. She rarely asked actively: "What are you thinking, Mr. Darcy, do you regret it?"

She is aggressive, well, Darcy will definitely say...

"what?"

Catherine was discouraged: "I said, do you regret what you said just now that you want me to take care of me?"

Unexpectedly, Darcy nodded.Catherine was dumbfounded, but Darcy immediately understood how stupid his words and deeds were, and quickly explained: "Catherine, don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else."

"Then what do you mean?" Catherine glared at him.

"I was thinking about what you said to me before. Once again, I found that I thought I knew you, and I thought that an unpublished book of love was your secret. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

"Didn't think of anything?"

"Unexpectedly, you are far more outstanding and amazing than I thought. To be honest, I have read the two books you wrote, and I read them every day."

Catherine was surprised this time: "Have you seen it?"

"Ah."

"Then how did you feel after reading it?"

Darcy laughed softly: "If you want to listen to the post-reading review, then I would like to find a special time to talk to you one day, but now I just want to talk about you and me."

Catherine's face turned crimson again: "Okay, then what did you say you regretted it just now, do you not want me?"

"how can that be possible?"

"Anyway, I'm just about to tell you that it's too late if you don't want me. I've already decided to stay at your house, and no one can drive me away."

"Then I'm so happy, shall we go to your parents tomorrow?"

"...It doesn't have to be so fast. Well, please don't be a fool, and tell me why you said you regretted it just now."

Darcy said softly: "I regret that I don't know you well enough. I thought I had put my heart into it, but now it seems that it is far from enough. I thought it would be a good thing to arrange a publishing house to make your wish come true, but it turns out that you You are already a famous author, and it can be published without my help. There is no need for such an arrangement. I don’t know much about women’s works. I think your book is excellent, but I am afraid that it will not meet the market. Buy the publishing house. I realized that you had no confidence, and I was afraid you would be hit. But now, I know, I underestimated you. You are so talented that you don’t need my private help. Although I said It’s high-sounding, but my selfishness in buying the publishing house is only for you, compared to those writers, I just want to make you happy.”

Catherine held Darcy's hand, and she was speechless.

Darcy said: "In this way, I finally understand the doubts in my heart."

"What doubt?"

Darcy smiled and shook her hand tightly.He didn't tell him that at this moment, he will finally start from meeting Gordon near Longburn, to Catherine will actually attract Gordon's attention and love, and then to why she is so special and unique, these questions and pictures are connected in series When we got together, we got the answer we had been thinking about.

"I wonder why I love you so much, much more than I thought."

Catherine felt shy and wanted to pull her hand back: "Oh, you are so glib."

But Darcy refused to let go: "Ask others, who would comment on me like that."

"That's because you only treat me like this." Catherine accused him, but after she finished speaking, her face turned red.

"That's true. All my life, I will only treat you like this."

As he spoke, he took Catherine's hand, put it gently on his lips, and kissed it heavily.

"I love you."

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