[Pride and Prejudice] Enemy of the World

"What does that mean?" Elizabeth asked back, with an impeccable smile on her face.

Collins looked at her seriously for a long time, then smiled and shook his head, "No, it doesn't mean anything."

So Elizabeth turned her head and followed the crowd and walked in. She was the last one, and Collins was behind like her, holding the Bible in both hands, and his gaze never seemed to leave Elizabeth.

This feeling is like being stared at by a poisonous snake, with an indescribable discomfort.

Elizabeth tried to ignore this feeling as much as possible, and turned her attention to Mr. Darcy, who was leaning against the pillows in the bed.

His face was pale, his black hair hung down the side of his face, and his whole body had a rare decadence. After all, Mr. Darcy had always been aggressive in front of outsiders, and his whole body had an unspeakable sharpness, but at this moment But...Because the person is sick, his lips are bloodless, but his eyes still have that stubborn sharpness, "Please forgive my rudeness, everyone came to see me..."

"Darcy, just lie down and see how you have been tortured."

Mr. Bingley could not help complaining, but Darcy smiled.

His gaze shifted from Mr. Bingley's face to the group of people following him, and stayed on Elizabeth's body intentionally or unintentionally for a moment. However, this kind of gaze was indeed extremely subtle, and no one else could feel it except Elizabeth herself.

This kind of gaze stay is both short and long.Elizabeth felt like a thief, stealing other people's things, and had a strange feeling of guilt.

Mr. Collins, who was standing beside her, interjected, "Mr. Darcy, you have met so many friends. In the next time, please follow the agreement with me to recuperate well. As your loyal friend, I do not hope I failed Lady Catherine in the matter of persuading you."

"Thank you for your concern."

Darcy's attitude was vaguely strange, as if he wanted to laugh, but the corners of his lips could not be curved.

Everyone went out after a few pleasantries. Mr. Bingley, who was the inviter, felt very sorry for Mr. Darcy's mess last time. He was a very real gentleman. Everyone come down.

While the servants were getting ready for supper, they all followed Mr. Bingley into the gardens.

Elizabeth followed the crowd and didn't say much. She didn't have a good relationship with the people here, so at this moment, Mr. Collins came up and talked to her, seemingly empathetic.

"I don't know what you thought when you saw Mr. Darcy?" Collins asked with a smile.

Elizabeth was very frank. "Actually, I have never liked Mr. Darcy. When I heard that something happened to him, I didn't feel anything special. It's just that I saw him lying down today. He is really a poor man."

Speaking hypocritically, Elizabeth asked casually: "Speaking of which, why did Mr. Darcy faint?"

"As I said, anemia." Collins just suspected that Elizabeth might have something to do with his suspect, or that she had met the real murderer.

He has been pursuing several cold cases recently, and the symptoms of the victims are almost exactly like those of Mr. Darcy.

"Did you know that something like this happened in the suburbs of London recently. The blood on several girls' bodies was gone, and they died due to excessive blood loss, but there were no wounds on their bodies, and their expressions were even very happy when they died." .”

"I don't know, but... such an unimaginable thing..."

Elizabeth frowned, as if she didn't want to hear about this from Collins.

Collins was still unsure of Elizabeth's role in this, so he had to change the subject to talk to her.

At this time, he had already walked into the garden, and when he turned around, he could see the window on the second floor where Mr. Darcy lived temporarily, and Elizabeth just turned her head like this, and met Mr. Darcy's eyes.

There was an unprecedented peace in his gaze. Before Elizabeth looked at him, the kind of inquiry, curiosity, and thought were all condensed in those black eyes.When Elizabeth saw it, he didn't restrain his eyes, but let her see clearly.

At that moment, her heart was like a stopped clock—then, it quietly revived in the arc of smile on his lips.

[Congratulations to the user Queen of High Heels, who has obtained a hatred value of 1 from Miss Caroline Bingley, and the current total hatred value is 5]

[Congratulations to the user Queen of High Heels, who has obtained a hatred value of 1 from Maid A, and the current total hatred value is 6]

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Elizabeth was completely stunned. Fuck...fucked a big hole, how could it be possible to suddenly drop so much hatred in an instant? !There must be something wrong with the system, right? ! !

She subconsciously glanced at the hatred counter in the upper right corner, a bright red number 12...

Unable to twitch, the expression on Elizabeth's face finally began to loosen.

Looking at the eyes of Mr. Darcy upstairs, it seems that the other party is suddenly confused by his own smile--it is the same in the eyes of others.

Upstairs and downstairs, a man and a woman looked at each other tenderly...

vomit……

The misunderstanding of the grass mud horse is too big!

Elizabeth finally knew why she was able to gain so much hatred in an instant!All because of the charming smile of our great Fitzwilliam Darcy!

God, it's completely understandable for female creatures to hate Elizabeth, maybe Darcy is the male god and prince charming in their hearts, but-what's the hatred value of the manservant and the old man next to the door just received What happened!

Darcy, Darcy!How are you?Is it really good for men and women to take all? !

OJL

A huge brain hole appeared when Elizabeth pretended to calmly withdraw her gaze.

#I have a special way to brush hatred#

People like Mr. Darcy have many followers. Although they are sometimes disgusting because of their arrogance, they are liked no matter how bad their personality is because of their handsome face.As long as there is a little interaction between myself and Darcy, I will immediately receive so much hatred - damn, Mr. Darcy, you are a god, three quarters of my life!

QAQMr. Darcy, you have a physique that is suitable for helping people to hate... Can we be friends?

Countless pink bubbles popped out from the bottom of Elizabeth's heart. As long as she thought of her wonderful brain hole, the smile on her face couldn't stop. In the eyes of others, it was disgusting, and I really couldn't tell it.

That's it once you get Mr. Darcy's favor, and you get it later?

So after Mr. Darcy, Elizabeth's smirk finally detonated a round of hatred——

The current total hatred value is 14.

(┭┮﹏┭┮)

I was so happy that I shed tears, hey, Mr. Darcy, I love you, just like I love my QQ and Ma Huateng.

Darcy in hand, hate I have!

——Mr. Darcy looked at Elizabeth's slender back under the setting sun, and for some reason, his heart felt cold.

The author has something to say: Hey, I finally wrote this kind of unscrupulous plot