[Pride and Prejudice] Second Marriage

"I'm honored." Darcy looked at her calmly, "Then why did you show such trust to me?"

Hearing that, the expression on Juliet's face was a bit subtle. She blinked, and the dense eyelashes were dazzled with golden sunlight, as if a thin layer had been cast over her originally clear eyeballs, making it hard to see clearly.

"It's a feeling..." she mumbled.

In fact, she doesn't know Darcy at all, he is indeed a real person with flesh and blood, but this only kills Juliet's admiration for the charming actor in the movie.All Juliet's trust in Darcy is entirely based on the impression described in the book - stubbornly like a truth: he is handsome, cold and arrogant, but he has a tolerant and kind heart, he pays attention to morality, and loves a girl Loved her brains more than her looks.

What a heartwarming quality.But Juliet felt that if Darcy could value looks more than brains, she might attract the attention of the saint.She thought slightly regretfully, but was amused by her shameless self-confidence.

Darcy was completely unaware that he had been labeled a 'saint', and he was still inexplicably delighted by her vague "feeling".

"I've been out for a long time, and I'm going back," said Juliet.She supported the ground with one hand to stand up from the grass.

Before Darcy came back to his senses, his body had already stood up first, stretched out his hand to support her shoulder, and held her arm to pull her up.

"Oh, thank you." She patted her long skirt with a little bit of grass.

Darcy picked up her drawing board from the ground and handed it to her, and found that she was not petite, tall, with blond hair reaching to his shoulders, probably because her waist was too slender to give him the illusion— — And yesterday, lying lightly in his arms, like a cloud.

"There's a woman looking at us, oh, she's coming." Juliet didn't answer, she looked behind Darcy with some doubts.

Walking in front of them was a slender, tall blonde girl with a very beautiful appearance. The only pity was her pair of thin lips drooping at the corners of her mouth, which matched with the corners of her upturned eyes, which inevitably made people feel that she was always Full of pickiness.She was even three inches taller than Juliet, so as not to be overwhelmed by her haughtiness, Juliet took a step back carefully.

Darcy found that Juliet really had a keen intuition, and realized that the woman in front of him was not a good person, so he immediately straightened his back and slightly raised his chin—although it was much more pleasing to the eye than Miss Bingley's arrogant attitude, Darcy remembered her just now. Speaking of speech, I somehow feel that her pretentiousness is a bit ridiculous.He couldn't help but clenched his hand into a fist and put it to his lips to clear his throat, only to catch Juliet's warning eyes again.

"Oh, Mr. Darcy, I went out for a walk, and I didn't expect to meet you here." Miss Bingley greeted Darcy with great enthusiasm, and then looked up and down Juliet with puzzled eyes——Juliet felt As if he had become a commodity for sale, "This is—"

"Stoke." Juliet smiled.

"I'm sorry, Miss Stocker," said Miss Bingley, though her tone did not make her apologetic, "I feel as though I've never seen you."

"I'm new here," said Juliet, and Darcy glanced at her, and found that, despite Miss Bingley's tone of voice, which seemed condescending to mortals, Juliet was friendly and friendly, and her blue eyes were calm and cheerful. The magnanimous temperament that a lady should have is vividly expressed, "I live with my aunt."

"In this kind of place, strange faces always attract people's attention." Miss Bingley nodded perfunctorily, her eyes swept over the drawing board in Darcy's hand, which was small and exquisite, and it seemed that it was used by ladies, "But I think, Miss Stock, you must think this is a very nice place, and everyone is friendly. You have just been very lucky to have met such a distinguished gentleman—Mr Darcy has always been a gentleman."

Juliet smiled and said nothing, and turned her eyes to Darcy, as if to think that she should not answer every question of Miss Bingley in detail-especially when she had been so condescending.

"I've known Miss Stoke for some time, and she's a good friend of Georgiana's," said Darcy sullenly.

Hearing this, Miss Bingley looked Juliet up and down in surprise.Except for her inherently beautiful face, she has no decorations on her body, a red tartan shawl is scribbled on her body, and even her light golden hair is a little rough and messy in the wind-the complexion is not aristocratic at all Miss's lovely paleness is a honey color tanned by the sun.She really thought she was seeing another blessed country girl, Jane.But she and Georgiana were good friends.

"Oh, I didn't expect..." Miss Bingley shrieked. "So you've known each other for a long time. Where does your aunt live?"

"Little Daisy Manor. This lady," Miss Bingley, who has never introduced herself or been introduced by Darcy—Juliet preemptively asked with some evil intentions, "Have you known Mr. Darcy for a long time? I can no longer agree with you Yes, it is a very lucky thing to know Mr. Darcy, he is my most respected teacher."

"Teacher?" Miss Bingley looked at her suspiciously, and then glanced at Darcy suspiciously.

Darcy coughed lightly, but he didn't make a sound, and was very curious about what Juliet said.

"That's right!" Juliet said briskly, "He was teaching me how to draw just now - how to hold the right angle, where each element should be, and how to express emotion with restraint and implicitness...it's amazing!"

Darcy could not help laughing, and he interjected, "Thank you for the compliment, Miss Stocker. Still, I must say, you are a student who gives me a headache."

Juliet smiled.

Miss Bingley was displeased with the tacit understanding they showed--she knew perfectly well that Miss Stoke was lying, and that Darcy could not teach drawing.

"I really should go back." Juliet said, she reached out for the drawing board in Darcy's hand, "Thank you, Mr. Darcy."

"Permit me to take you home, Miss Stocker," said Darcy, and he glanced at her feet meaningfully. "Don't let me lose the opportunity to express my apology."

After some conversation, Juliet completely put aside the embarrassment of yesterday, and she happily put her arm on Darcy's.

"Good-bye, miss." Juliet glanced at Miss Bingley with a smile.The latter could hardly hide the haze expression on his face.

They walked slowly along the road to Little Daisy, and Juliet asked, "How was your performance just now? It should meet people's requirements for a lady!"

"You are quite deceptive, Miss Stocker." Darcy commented objectively.

"Do you think Miss Bingley will be very jealous of the arm that I have on yours behind her?" Juliet's voice was pleasant and soft, as if asking him what the weather was like today.

Darcy glanced at her silently.

"Because same-sex repulsion, women always look at women very keenly. The love in this lady's eyes is like wine that has already overflowed, and the fragrance is everywhere, and others can smell it with their eyes closed," Juliet giggled, "Don't underestimate me. I'm not a dumb lady who doesn't hear anything out of the window. Everyone loves gossip. This Miss Bingley is very famous in Haili Town." In the future, Juliet only needs a little association to understand.

"Students shouldn't tease the teacher so presumptuously," Darcy said solemnly, "You seem to be too interested in my private life."

"No, this accusation is too serious. I just asked casually, and I even know the answer." Juliet said.

"You know the answer?" Darcy repeated meaningfully, and he stopped. "You mean... you don't think I'm going to marry Miss Bingley?"

"Oh," Juliet didn't understand why he stopped, and looked at him in surprise, "could you?"

"No, that's not what I meant." Darcy's face looked a bit annoyed, and he continued to walk forward, "I was fortunate enough to know your views on marriage... Although the way I learned it is ashamed to say, but I have to Needless to say, you made a particularly deep impression on me. I have never found a young girl so cold-blooded and realistic."

It is not a good thing to use these two adjectives on a young girl, but Juliet had no impression of what he said for a while, and she looked at him blankly, "What do I think?"

Darcy clearly knew that it was dangerous and inappropriate to discuss marriage with an unmarried girl, but he suddenly couldn't control his desire to talk to someone, "In Pemberley, you and Georgiana once Talk—do you remember? Please don't be silly at this point, Miss Stock, I'm sure you'll remember your usual notions."

"Oh," Juliet was obviously startled, "yes, I remember. I don't think such a concept would be... cold-blooded, maybe a little realistic, but it's a truth."

"You think it's a truth." Darcy repeated the last four words emphatically. "Have you never had some... romantic fantasies?"

Juliet couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you on purpose - don't ask so naively, Mr. Darcy. Who wouldn't have some romantic ideas? I'm not the saint of the monastery, I have impulses, I will always cause trouble, and naturally there will be times when my blood will be hot, so don't think of me coldly."

"Yes, I should know," said Darcy deadpan.

"Mr. Darcy, this is just a point of view that I think or everyone will think so. I lack the courage to challenge social concepts, so all my fantasies will be based on this bottom line." Juliet thought for a while and said slowly, "Love It doesn't have to be long, it will deteriorate and dissolve, so it is impossible for a marriage to be based on mutual love. The couple can be friends and relatives, share life, help each other, and take responsibility for each other-this is probably the most ideal model .”

Darcy was silent for a while and said, "If you've been acting so rationally—"

"Then I'd be afraid of myself," continued Juliet quickly. "I think people have to do stupid things and show their childish side. How scary it is to be a perfect person!"

"You're quibbling."

At this time they had reached the door of Little Daisy, Darcy stopped suddenly and said, "Miss Stocker, since you are keen on gossip, you must have heard about my previous marriage—what do you think? "

Juliet frowned in embarrassment, "If you don't mind—"

Darcy confessed immediately, "I don't mind."

"I don't want to say it." Juliet looked at his face firmly, "I mean, if you don't mind, I don't want to say it."

Darcy looked back at her blankly, and he handed her the drawing board, his expression suddenly became a little haughty, "Have a nice day, Miss Stocker."

He turned and strode back.

Juliet burst out laughing behind him, and she cried out in a laughing voice, "Mr. Darcy, won't you come in for a cup of hot tea?"