[Pride and Prejudice] I don't understand at all

"Mr. Darcy, what are you writing?" Having no idea how to answer Mr. Darcy's question, Dabai began to change the subject.

Seeing a pack of papers in Mr. Darcy's hand, he asked.

"Writing to her," said Mr. Darcy indistinctly.

But Dabai heard her very clearly...she?

Mr. Darcy is so boring...cough, will there be someone he likes? !

Mr. Darcy must have worked very hard, as to why he said that?

Although he said that his IQ is not high, and his EQ is not enough, but...Mr. Darcy...it seems that his IQ is very high, but his EQ is very low...so...Mr. Darcy will definitely work hard if he has someone he likes.

But the person who is liked by Mr. Darcy...should be very happy.

Think about it... Dabai suddenly felt a little jealous.

"The other party will be very happy to receive Mr. Darcy's letter!" Dabai said sincerely. Although Mr. Darcy is a bit cold, you can tell from Mr. Bingley that he is very good to his friends.

Of course, for a girlfriend...it should be even better.

Mr. Darcy's face was paralyzed, the roots of his ears were reddish, he didn't answer, and looked at Dabai silently.

=口= Mr. Darcy, you look at me like this, I am very stressed! ! !

Dabai silently swallowed his saliva, glanced at the words on the letter and raised the corners of his mouth, "You wrote so fast."

"You're not right. I write rather slowly."

"..." Why do you feel like you are angry with me?This feeling must be because I didn't take my medicine today!

Dabai and Mr. Darcy looked at each other silently.

And where Dabai couldn't see, Darcy tightly clenched his hand.

She looked at me, she looked at me, she was looking at me, with those beautiful eyes... looking at me without turning around.

"Oh, Darcy, I reckon you must have written to your sister to say that I heard her improve on the harp. I am so glad you did, and tell her that she sent me that beautiful table I really like the little pattern, and I think it's much better than Miss Grant's." Miss Bingley suddenly spoke, breaking their gaze.

Darcy and Dabai looked away.

"Can you please be accommodating and let me delay telling her your liking until the next time I write a letter? I can't write so much this time." Mr. Darcy still had the appearance of being unapproachable to strangers, Even though it was his best friend Bentley's sister who was talking to him.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I can see her in the first month. But, do you always write such touching long letters to her, Mr. Darcy?" Miss Bingley said nonchalantly, even if it was impossible with Darcy, but... Anyway She just didn't like Elizabeth.

"My letters are generally very long; but whether each one is attractive is not for me to say."

It turned out that it was about a younger sister, Dabai suddenly realized, and he couldn't help but feel better. As for the reason for the better... who knows!

"However, I always feel that anyone who writes a long letter in one go can never write badly anyway." Miss Bingley smiled, completely unaware that she had just assisted once. ==

Her brother, Mr. Bingley, exclaimed, "That kind of flattery cannot be applied to Darcy, for he does not write with a stroke of a pen; he has to work on words of four syllables.  … Darcy , aren't you like this?"

"My style of writing letters is very different from yours." Mr. Darcy said lightly, but he was also a little proud in his heart, being praised in front of the person he liked before... I think it's pretty beautiful.

"I think about it so fast that I have no time to write, so sometimes when the recipient reads my letter, he feels that there is nothing to say." Mr. Bingley said modestly.

"You are so humble." Dabai, whose tone of voice was not rich in vocabulary, expressed his views on Mr. Bingley in short words.

Being praised, praised, praised!

But it wasn't him... Darcy's face turned dark immediately.

Darcy looked at Dabai coldly and said: "Pretending to be modest is often just talking nonsense, and sometimes it's just bragging about the bush?"

"..." This tone is really aggressive!Mr. Darcy, I'm just praising Mr. Bingley, I'm not trying to steal your friend! ! ! ==

"What does Mr. Darcy think?" There are a few words that I can't understand, let Mr. Darcy think for himself, Dabai asked back.

"If it's a roundabout boast, because you're so proud of your own shortcomings in letter writing, you think you're quick-witted and don't bother to pay attention to calligraphy, and you don't even think about doing it if you're not great about it. Are the grades perfect. You told Mrs. Bennet this morning that if you decided to move from Netherfield, you could move in five minutes. It was nothing more than boasting and flattering yourself. Besides, impatience The result will only be that the things that should be done are not done well, and there is no real benefit to others or themselves, what is there to praise?" Darcy looked at Elizabeth with a blank expression, his eyes did not fluctuate .

"..." He said a lot of things that seemed (incomprehensible) bad, and they were aimed at me. Does Mr. Darcy really hate me?

Dabai felt that he and Mr. Darcy were indeed at odds!

"Come on, Darcy," cried Mr. Bingley, at least I didn't mean to be quick, to show off to the ladies. "

Got punctured! ! !

Dazzling skills were punctured! ! !

Can we still have fun playing! ! !

Mr. Darcy looked darkly at Mr. Bingley.

"Oh, okay, okay, I said it." Seeing Darcy's expression, Bingley shut up silently.

Mr. Darcy resumed his unfinished letter.

"Oh, let's listen to some music!" Mr. Bingley said in an awkward atmosphere.

"..." Ha...do you want to do ABC again?

Miss Bingley glanced at Elizabeth, and walked up to the piano proudly: "Why don't Miss Elizabeth come first."

"..." You sat up, and you still let me come first... Is it a tease invited by the monkey?

"No, Miss Bingley." Dabai declined with a sincere face.

After Miss Bingley played some Italian songs, she changed the mood by some lively Scottish pieces.

It occurred to Mr. Darcy that he had not yet danced with her.

Although he has decided not to like her, but... Mr. Darcy still wants to keep good memories, and her... good memories.

After a while, Mr. Darcy came up to Elizabeth and said to her: "Miss Bennet, come to have a Scotch dance?"

"…………"What?Dancing, are you fucking testing me again? ? ?

Dabai didn't answer him, but just smiled.

Seeing her silent, he felt a little uneasy... The breath in his whole body became colder...

It's so cold... Dabai shrank his neck and looked up at the cold Mr. Darcy.

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand to hold Mr. Darcy's cold hand and said with a smile, "I don't know how to dance Scottish dance, can I dance something else?"

For a moment, like a hundred flowers blooming...

Mr. Darcy forgot to breathe at once. She is not the most beautiful, but... she is indeed the most beautiful in my mind.

Maybe in many years...she will be replaced by others, but...at this moment, no one can replace her.

She really wants to catch her like this...but...

I am sorry.

Mr. Darcy held that hand and couldn't help thinking a lot. At this moment, he liked that Elizabeth could abandon her family...it was very nice to be with him, but it was impossible.

Because such Elizabeth is not the girl he likes.

but……

This thinking time is really a little long.

so……

"Mr. Darcy, are you still dancing?" You looked at my hand for a long time, hello! ! !Dabai couldn't help but speak.

What's wrong with my hand?

Still dancing or not dancing!

Mr. Darcy smiled at Dabai, and then danced with him.

Fuck!Dabai stared blankly at that smile.

Mr. Darcy couldn't stop laughing, it was amazing! ! !

Why is my little heart not listening? Hey! ! !

Should handsome men be so cruel? 1

Seeing such a scene, Miss Bingley was very jealous, and deliberately played the wrong tune repeatedly, but...

No one cares about her haha...

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