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

"Beautiful lady, what is your name?" Mr. Wickham asked with a beautiful smile.

"I, I, my name is Catherine. Bennett.!" Catherine blushed and stammered, oh my god, I'm obviously not that kind of shy person, but seeing Mr. Wickham... I My heart couldn't help the little deer jumping wildly, I must be in love.

"Catherine?!" Wickham softly read the word Catherine.

Just being called names...but Catherine felt...in love.

"It's such a good name." Mr. Wickham glanced at the girl next to Catherine, and then at Catherine, with a strange twinkle in his eyes.

"By the way, what is this lady's name?" Wickham asked seemingly casually.

"I..." Dabai was interrupted by Catherine just as he opened his mouth.

"She is my older sister, and her name is Elizabeth Bennett. She doesn't like to talk very much." He smiled at Wickham.

"..." == Dabai looked at Catherine silently, why did this girl's IQ suddenly become low, although it was a little low at the beginning, but... at this time... I always feel that there is no such thing as IQ.

"Really?" Wickham asked suspiciously.

"Yes, yes." Catherine nodded quickly, and secretly pinched Dabai with her hands.

Sure enough... people in love are fools.

Dabai looked at the expression on Wei Han's little white face, and nodded silently, expressing that he didn't like to talk.

"It's a pity. I wanted to talk to Miss Elizabeth." Wickham said it was a pity.

How can you, the boy I like, show such a melancholy expression? Catherine felt distressed: "It's okay, I can chat with you!"

"..." Mr. Wickham's expression was a little awkward for a moment. Those who wanted to catch would not take the bait, and those who didn't want to catch would not let go.

It's a pity that Catherine didn't see Mr. Wickham's expression at all.

"Catherine, we..." Dabai pulled Catherine, she felt that this Wickham...is not a good person who entrusts his life to him, although this is the first time we have met, but...Catherine's attitude is completely like a man who is not married to a king Feeling! ! !

Catherine smiled at Wickham, then turned around and pulled Dabai aside.

"Oh, sister, what are you doing!!!"

"Catherine, that Wickham doesn't look like a good person!" Dabai said.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Wickham is so good-looking, so gentleman, so handsome... You are not allowed to speak ill of him, anyway, you are not allowed to disturb my conversation with Wickham! I understand!" Catherine's expression was a little scary.

Dabai shut up silently. In fact, that Wickham seems to have a little disdain for Catherine, so...she shouldn't need to worry about anything, right?

He was saying that he was watching by Catherine's side, so there should be no problem. Thinking about it this way, Dabai felt that the matter was not that serious, so he stood beside Catherine and kept a smiling expression.

When they were standing there talking very speculatively, they suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes.

Darcy and Bingley rode up the street, and Mr. Bingley saw Jane from a long distance through the transparent glass of the shop.

The two dismounted in front of the shop, the servant led the horse and waited outside the shop, and the two entered the shop.

"Jane, it's great to see you here." Bingley said excitedly.

"I'm on my way to Longbourne to call on you."

Standing beside Mr. Bingley, Mr. Darcy scanned a group of people with his eyes and found it strange that he didn't see the people he wanted to see.

The temperature around Mr. Darcy immediately cooled down. Standing beside him, Bingley felt a little cold. When he turned his head and saw Darcy frowning, he suddenly realized and asked quietly, "Where's Elizabeth?"

"Her?" Jane was stunned for a moment, and then saw Bingley looking at Mr. Darcy pointingly, with some understanding, but also some confusion. Mr. Darcy had nothing to ask Elizabeth what to do?

Mr. Darcy's behavior did not remind Jane at all that he liked Elizabeth.

"Across the road." Hearing Jane's answer, Bingley immediately told Darcy about Elizabeth's whereabouts.

Mr. Darcy bowed to the Bennetts and said, "I went for a walk, and walked out of the shop."

Sure enough, Mr. Darcy saw Elizabeth across the road, and subconsciously arranged his clothes.

At this time, he completely forgot what he had thought... decided not to like Elizabeth or something.

Mr. Darcy walked up to Catherine and Dabai seemingly not so coincidentally, raised his chin and chatted as usual: "I'm here to see Jane with Bingley."

"..." Dabai looked at Mr. Darcy who suddenly appeared, feeling completely bewildered.

Look at Jane, look at Jane, there is no need to specifically explain.

Although he felt that Mr. Darcy was a bit strange, Dabai still smiled at Mr. Darcy and gave a lady's salute.

Darcy was in a good mood and was just about to take his eyes off Elizabeth when he caught sight of the stranger.

I saw Mr. Darcy and Mr. Wickham looking at each other in shock.

Wickham was shocked because he heard that Darcy and Bingley were close to the Bennet family in the countryside recently, so after inquiring about their whereabouts, Wickham thought that Bingley should like Jane from the Bennet family, and Darcy Mr. West... After secretly inspecting the ladies of the Bennet family, Wickham dared to conclude that Darcy must like Elizabeth.

So Wickham came to hook up with Elizabeth with the intention of responding to Darcy, but he didn't expect that he saw Darcy just after meeting.

Dabai looked at the two of them, thinking that there must be something dirty about them.

I saw that the faces of the two people changed, one was pale and the other was flushed. After a while, Mr. Wickham pressed his hat to cover his dark eyes, and Mr. Darcy reluctantly returned the salute.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Darcy." Mr. Wickham said respectfully.

"Hmph." Darcy snorted coldly, raised his chin and looked up at his former playmate Wickham.

What does it mean?

It is impossible to imagine, and it is impossible not to inquire about it.

Dabai felt that his heart of gossip was suddenly burning.

Seeing Darcy not returning for a long time, Mr. Bingley felt a little strange, talked to Jane, and walked out of the shop.

Seeing Wickham, Mr. Bingley was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, seeing Darcy's expression getting better and better, he said: "Darcy?!"

Mr. Darcy confessed to Elizabeth with an ugly face, and then left with Mr. Bingley.

The Bennet family also came out of the shop at this time. Mrs. Bennet looked at Elizabeth and asked, "Where are Mr. Bingley and Mr. Darcy?"

"I have something to go." Dabai said.

At this time Mrs. Bennet noticed the other two men present.

"Hi Mrs. Bennett."

"Hello."

Mr. Dennis and Mr. Wickham accompanied several young ladies to the door of Philip's house. Miss Catherine looked at the handsome Mr. Wickham and couldn't help saying: "Mr. Wickham might as well go in and do something."

"No, there's no need." Wickham looked at Dabai with a charming expression.

==... Dabai, is this guy discharging? !

Catherine's expression was a little bad. She didn't understand why the other party was not interested in herself?But Elizabeth who doesn't understand anything? !

Although she doesn't care much about what she does to herself, Catherine's enthusiasm for Wickham remains the same. She believes in love, and Mr. Wickham will definitely be moved by me.

They were forced to go in, and even Mrs. Philips opened the window, and loudly helped her to invite, but they bowed and went away.

Mrs. Philips was always fond of seeing her nieces, and the elder two, who were not seeing each other so often, were especially welcome.

Mrs. Bennet introduced Mr. Collins to her: "This is my nephew, Mr. Collins."

Mrs. Phillips welcomed him with the utmost civility, and Collins greeted her with equal civility and apologized: "I am a stranger, and I should not have come to your house so rashly."

"Where is there, I am also very happy that Mr. Collins can come."

"I am also very happy." Collins was very polite, a little too polite.

But Mrs. Philips was flattered by this extravagant courtesy.

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