Drift [Gone with the Wind Drift Doujin BL]

Above all, love each other earnestly, for love covers many sins.

——"Bible New Testament First Peter"

"Hehe, are you in love?" Scott closed the "Bible" with a bang, and threw the Bible on the bar. The Bible made a dull sound when it touched the table, "Mr. Lincoln's excuse is also love, yes The love of black slaves, freeing black slaves... Love can only cover up sins, but cannot atone..." He drank the mint wine in front of him, and grabbed the half-full glass in front of Rhett before the waiter poured a second glass Drank it down.His throat was hot, but the feeling of being blocked was slightly better.

"It seems blasphemous for you to say that, but I believe that God doesn't have the heart to punish you, a cute little guy." Rhett looked at the red-faced men who were drinking in the bar and pointed fingers, and finally returned to Scott. body.

Scott lowered his head, a straight black bang hanging from the top of his head to his cheeks, covering more than half of his smooth and beautiful forehead.The childish face is sharp and soft, but the expression is serious and even melancholy.Scott rested his chin on one hand and tilted his head. This cute face can make people look at the mountains for hours without blinking... They did sit until three o'clock in the morning, a few days before sunrise It was an hour before he stepped into the carriage and returned to the hotel.

Though a carriage ride in the wee hours of the morning was not a pleasant ride, Rhett's company halved the discomfort.Rhett makes people feel happy, safe, and just as light-hearted as they can be.

The road was pitch black, the sidelights of the carriage were flickering, the surface of the Fulin River was rippling, and thick fog swirled in through the open window, wetting the hands and cheeks of the only two passengers.

"Captain Rhett Butler, you are such a stubborn guy. We could have stayed in the bar and slept all night, but you insisted that excessive tobacco and alcohol are not conducive to children's sleep!" Scott slumped sleepily In the chair, the posture is as lazy as it can be.

Rhett's mouth was suddenly pursed into a straight line, he stuck his head out of the window, his broad back was facing Scott, his voice drifted in mixed with the damp and thick fog: "Ten years ago, it was also a morning before dawn , I was sitting in the carriage, and the old black man who drove me said the same thing, 'Master Rhett, you are a stubborn man, stronger than the most stubborn mule I have ever seen.'" Rhett suddenly moved towards Scott , eyes sparkling like teeth, "We were walking on the main road at that time, the fog was thicker than now, we walked through the thick fog..."

Seeing Scott's calm but puzzled eyes, Rhett suddenly laughed: "Are you scared by me?" He stopped laughing, and suddenly cursed, "Damn, although I like this black land, But I never thought about it and never planned to be a gentry noble who has been involved with rice all my life, let others worry about the varieties of rice and the black people who manage rice, I would rather drive a boat through the thick fog..."

Scott knows that Rhett's favorite "black land" is definitely not the fertile red soil under his feet-not to mention that there is no wheat on this land, and the river he longs to sail on will not be the narrow river in front of him. Fulin River...

"I also love the red land. Of course, I don't intend to be a cotton farmer like you, but I'd rather ride in a horse-drawn cart than drive a boat."

"I often wonder, a 14-year-old kid, at the age of exuberance and activity, but you are so cautious, Scott. What kind of experience, or purpose, has shaped How about such a wonderful little person like you?"

Scott was very helpless. In order to prevent himself from catching a cold while sleeping in the drafty carriage, he wiped his eyes with a handkerchief, but the handkerchief was wet by the mist, and his eyes became more and more blurred.Rhett looked at it, showing a faintly funny expression, as if sitting in front of him was a child who couldn't take care of himself.He took out a fine linen handkerchief with his name embroidered on it from his coat pocket, wiped Scott's big wet eyes, then took off his coat, covered Scott's head and covered his upper body, holding back a smile Said: "Children are not suitable for staying up late, go to sleep baby."

Scott protested that the word "baby" was too demeaning for his age, his sleepy voice muffled through the coat: "I'm really flattered that you care."

Rhett's laughter was very low, and there was a kind of reassuring power in the dark night.Scott suddenly didn't feel sleepy anymore, because he had glimpsed a corner of Rhett's mysterious past from what Rhett said just now, and Scott's damn curiosity was burning.

The clacking of the horse's hooves and the creaking of the harness were mixed together, filtered indistinctly by the thick fog and the coat covering the body.Scott pulled Rhett's tobacco-stained coat off, and Rhett's sculpted profile was in front of him.His thick black hair was combed back, and his vest and shirt looked thin, clinging tightly to Rhett's muscles, like a second skin, and his whole life was full of vitality, like a wild animal.

"Did you leave Charleston under these circumstances ten years ago? Under the circumstances that you and your father agreed to?"

"I think it's true that the only agreement I've reached with my father in my life is that at 20 I should leave the Butlers for good. He doesn't like me because my venerable father was a real gentleman, discreet , follow the rules. But I am too much like his father - my grandfather is a pirate, he can sail the wind and waves in a small boat, and I can ride a blindfolded horse over a five-foot-high pointed iron fence. My grandfather earns Bloody, but the blood on the gold coins has long been washed clean by the great America. He bought thousands of acres of land, and the money for the land came from the spoils of the Texas coast-though he insisted that the ships were A Mexican ship flying the American flag."

Scott's head was completely drilled out of the coat: "Have you inherited the fine tradition of the Vikings?"

Scott grinned: "Yes, I gave the good citizens of Charleston a chance to make irresponsible remarks. I have become a big bad wolf used to scare children." He said solemnly and put on airs, "'Baby, if you keep going like this, you're going to end up like Rhett Butler and embarrass the whole family!'"

"Can I be honest?" Scott said.

Rhett raised one eyebrow as he knew it: "I won't stop you."

"I want to say, well done, Rhett Butler! If you don't explode in silence, you die in silence."

Rhett's other eyebrow also raised: "Dear Scott, you are the only person who has approved of my great behavior in all these years. If I didn't leave the old Charleston that suffocated me, I would go crazy. "

"Is there another possibility that you gradually adapted to that kind of life, and then you were obliterated by the flames and edges, and gradually became a respected gentleman like your father?"

Rhett laughed: "A respected gentleman has only two paths in troubled times: starve to death, or live worse than death. There is no 'gentleman' in my blood, and I am a man who does not marry or have a family. "

"Don't talk too hard, what if one day the golden arrow of Cupid shoots you together with some beautiful girl?"

"Then we'll see." Rhett opened the cigarette case, took out a cigar, put it under his nose and smelled it, but changed his mind when he was about to strike a match, and put the match back.

Few women or men could resist Rhett's casual grin, and Scott couldn't, even in the dim light.

"You are such a dull boy, Scott." After Scott's breathing became even and steady, Rhett murmured, "You are indeed dull. Every time there is any gossip or scandal in the social circle , you always know when people have already talked about impatience and calloused ears. When girls show interest in you, you are as unresponsive as a piece of wood... But, really understand me Yes, I'm afraid it's just you, Scott."

When passing by a casino, two villains stopped the carriage, demanding money and goods like the people in the carriage.Rhett looked at Scott, who was sleeping soundly wrapped in a coat, and made sure he was not awakened, and then said gently and slowly: "Gentlemen, there is only one bullet left in my pistol." He played with Xiao Qiao Ivory pistol, "Which one of you wants to be shot, and who wants to have your neck broken?"

The two thieves saw Rhett's tall body and cold eyes clearly, and retreated despondently.

Although disturbed by the two thieves, Reiter was still in a good mood.

An imperceptible light seeped into the carriage, and the sun would be out in half an hour.

The dense fog gradually dissipated into a streamer, and the sun rose from the river, steaming hot, returning the red, blue and green colors covered by the dense fog to the earth.

Scott's head was hanging on Rhett's coat, and he was fast asleep.Rhett suddenly felt regretful, because Scott would never know how beautiful the sunrise was today, nor would he know how beautiful he was sleeping soundly under the morning sun.

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