[Pride and Prejudice] Becoming Katherine Bennett

After getting the conclusion that Darcy would not abandon her because of writing the book, Catherine felt that the boulder weighing on her heart that made it difficult for her to breathe was removed.

Catherine's heart was pounding, and the world had never felt so beautiful.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and the freshness of the soil, green plants, sky, and water colors melted into a kind of power, stirring in her body.She looked into the distance, and the golden-red sky covered the water with a layer of golden yellow. She drew her eyes closer, and the gentleman beside her was smiling at her, staring at her affectionately and persistently.

Catherine dared to ask Darcy to explain why she had accepted her book writing so quickly.

"Maybe it's because you keep surprising me." Darcy thought for a moment and replied.

"Surprise? Are you sure you don't want to say shock?"

"Of course it's a surprise."

"Unexpectedly, it is said that Mr. Darcy, who is serious and calm, should love a lady who is respectful and dignified. Who would have thought that he would like a girl who is not a lady at all?"

"I think your evaluation is biased. Strictly speaking, you are indeed not a standard lady, but it is not objective to say that you are not a lady at all."

"Am I a lady?"

Darcy said, "Let's count it as half."

"Then do you like ladies, or half ladies like me?"

"I like you. It has nothing to do with what kind of lady you are, I just like you."

"I hate it. Don't deliberately please me. Haven't you read my book? Which lady would write such plots and stories in the book."

"Then what should I write? It is reasonable to write about how every woman loves her husband and gives everything for her husband without asking for anything in return? If this is reasonable, why are there so many things that violate the so-called morals and regulations in reality? It’s just human nature. It’s certainly a good thing to praise the ideal world, but that doesn’t mean it’s the only way to do that, and it doesn’t mean that writing about the real world will be condemned.”

"I agree very much. If a male author writes a book like "Return of Blood", everyone will be happy and take it for granted. But I am a girl, and even Rousseau called women a vassal of men in "Emile", Aren't women considered irrational and inherently stupid by you?"

"Please don't wrong me, I've never said anything like that."

"That's true. After all, the lady's standard you mentioned in detail when you chatted with Miss Bingley doesn't seem to be like this."

"When did it happen, why can't I remember."

"Oh, that's okay, I just remember."

"I just talked to her that I think reading is more important than those so-called talents. There is nothing wrong with this point of view."

"Look, don't you remember everything?"

"...Let's continue talking about your book, and don't talk about those irrelevant people."

Catherine disagreed, and asked Darcy to explain why she said she couldn't get married at the time.

With Darcy's character, he does everything after careful consideration, and he rarely regrets anything, but now he obviously hopes that he would not say so much when he was in Nedfield: "This time is really wronged, I Absolutely never said that."

"You said it, you said I couldn't marry a good man."

"I'm just saying the chances will decrease."

"It's 'significantly' reduced, note the adjective, the difference is huge."

Darcy said helplessly and dotingly: "I was indeed wrong that time, so I will compensate you as compensation for my mistake."

Catherine couldn't help pinching Darcy's palm lightly, and announced again: "Slick tongue!"

Darcy quickly changed the topic to the original one: "In my heart, it doesn't matter whether the author is male or female. I only care about the thought and literary quality of the book when I read books, and I don't care about the author himself. If I don't know you , when someone told me that the book was written by you, I would only admire your knowledge and ability, and would not have any other emotions, and it would be impossible to deny the book or the author because you are a woman. The reality is even more beautiful, you are My love, in my heart, your achievements are more worthy of praise and showing off. You are really amazing, Catherine, I have said this sentence many times, but I will repeat it again: I thought I had you I think you are good enough, but in fact, you are far better than I thought. You have dreams, you don’t just talk about it, you work hard to create a broader world of your own.”

Catherine blushed, her whole body was full of warmth and sweetness, she was so shy that she deliberately turned her head away from Darcy.

"It would have been better if you'd have told me you were Addison Fitch earlier," said Darcy. "I don't mean to reproach you, but I do ask, why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought I'm someone close to you."

Catherine hesitated to speak: "I... didn't deliberately not say anything, I just..."

Catherine sighed softly when she thought of Willard's sharp remarks.She stopped, gathered her courage, looked directly at Darcy, and told her true thoughts: "I apologize to you, and I admit that I wanted to hide it from you. At first, I told myself that I could solve this matter, I don't need to rely on you. Of course, I realize that this idea is too lonely. I also told Jane to discuss with Mr. Walker about their relationship, but when it comes to myself, I can't do it at all. Speaking of I'm not afraid that you think I'm naive, I was still very proud of my independence at the time."

"But now I understand, Wei... what others said is right, I was just avoiding. I was very scared, so I kept finding all kinds of reasons for myself to delay this matter, and even once decided not to tell you."

Darcy took her hand and asked softly, "What are you afraid of, Catherine?"

Catherine looked at him, and told him her feelings loudly with unprecedented bravery: "I am afraid of losing you. I care too much about you, subconsciously afraid that you will leave me because of this, and I simply cannot bear that ending."

This sentence is not easy.At least in Catherine's more than 20 years of life, she has never had such courage.

It is difficult to love someone, but it is even more difficult to be able to tell the other person your heart straightforwardly and generously.

Darcy's eyes echoed affectionately: "I promise you, I will never leave you, no matter what happens. But there is one thing, we have to agree."

Catherine asked nervously, "What is it?"

"I hope you don't have to take care of everything by yourself in the future. You have to remember my existence at all times. If you encounter anything that you can't handle and makes you feel difficult, even if it is easy for you to deal with, you can tell me. I am very willing. work for you."

"I... I'm afraid of causing you trouble."

"Catherine, if you don't cause me trouble, who are you going to cause trouble to? Am I not your partner? This is what I should do. If you don't tell me, you are causing me trouble, and I will be very sad, and I won't tell you."

Catherine tried her best to hold back her tears, but her voice still choked up uncontrollably: "Thank you, Darcy...I really don't know what to say."

"Then you don't need to say anything. Keep it in your heart and remember that I'm always by your side."

"Will you be here forever?"

"I will, until death do us part."

Catherine turned her head and secretly wiped away her tears.In order to cover up her gaffe, she acted coquettishly and unreasonably: "Isn't that going to grow old together? I will be ugly. But, do you think I'm beautiful now? Answer truthfully, I don't want to listen to lies."

"It's really average."

"Goodbye, I'm going home."

"Obviously you told me to tell the truth, but please wait, I still haven't finished half a sentence. No one in this world dares to say that he is the most beautiful and charming, eternal youth. But my love has never had anything to do with appearance. I What I love is not a beautiful face, not a delicate youth, I am not saying that you don't have those, but those are only when you are on your body, in my eyes, they bloom with incomparable beauty. What I love has always been only you. "

Catherine was silent for a long time, until the sunset gradually dissipated and the bright moon slowly lifted into the sky, she took advantage of the stars all over the sky and said, "Mr. Darcy."

"Ok?"

"When will you propose to me again? I... want to marry you very much."