Drift [Gone with the Wind Drift Doujin BL]

The next morning, the air was even more humid.A warm rain made the rocks shine brightly, making people's eyes sparkle.Scott slept very deeply that day, so carefree that he didn't dream.I haven't slept like this for a long time, as if I was still a child.

"People say you're a scoundrel, Rhett. Of course, many girls are also confused by your appearance." Scott said while eating, his movements were fast, and the plate in front of him was empty soon.Rhett motioned him to eat more slowly, and said with a smile, "I think I'm just a scoundrel, a traitor, a scoundrel, and you know that better than anyone else."

"Don't think I don't know your inherent gentlemanliness and kindness, Rhett, and don't always play the bad guy."

"Appearance is the most deceiving, little Scott." Rhett smiled, and his big bronze hands set off the silver plate, which was indescribably harmonious.

"I've heard that the only difference between a thief and a businessman is that the thief doesn't have to pay the cost." Scott laughed recklessly, heartlessly, not like himself, "The businessman's first pot of gold It must be stained with blood, in this era, no matter you or me are no exception."

Rhett stared at him closely, "Don't tell me you're sympathetic to those you've made money from, Scott, there's only so much money in this world, it's just flowing from one person's pocket to another It’s just a fanny pack.” He also finished his breakfast, and appeared in front of Scott fully dressed in a quarter of an hour.Rhett's beautiful hat refuted the generally accepted truth: that good hats can't be bought; his shiny shoes were spotless, and his feet were small for his stature, but these shoes set them off just right; His laid-back, playful expression suggests that not everyone in this world is suffering from war.

Like a big cat, Rhett is light, dangerous, and strong.He was stronger than most gentlemen Scott had ever seen, though the tailors had done their best to conceal the muscles of his arms and chest and body.

TNND heck.Scott found that he had grown taller recently, but he was still slender, and if the tailor didn't take some trouble to correct it, the coat would look hollow on the body.

The so-called people throw more than people.

Scott's fleet is getting more and more presentable, and the fleet can function without his intervention.So under Rhett's persuasion, the two stayed away from the smuggling of the blockade temporarily, and went north to New York with the master key "money", set sail from New York Harbor, and boarded a passenger ship named "Daisy" together. Travel to England, France and Italy to meet the old men of the silk, wine and jewellery.

Rhett persuaded Scott like this: "My baby, if you stay in a small and stuffy stowaway all day long, you will become as boring as those ships sooner or later." He can always say "baby" jokingly. So close, as if Scott was really his son.

The boat is full of men in suits and leather shoes and women with fragrant skirts.Ladies wearing huge, exaggerated lampshade hats, with veils pulled up on the brims, chatted, whispered and giggled with their male companions.These northern women are different from southern women in that they are more frank and straightforward, and they all show great brains.Scott studied a group of colorful and cute little things with great interest.

After dinner, a group of people proposed to play cards. Scott didn't like the smog and noise in the bridge room, so he went back to the cabin alone.

After Rhett came back from the bridge room, the first thing he saw was Scott sitting on the head of the bed, rubbing his eyes and weeping. For a moment, Rhett had the illusion of seeing a child being bullied and crying aggrievedly.

The next moment, Scott's calm voice recalled Rhett's fantasy: "I got sand in my left eye, can you help me get the sand out? Thank you."

Rhett walked over unhurriedly, and said condescendingly and teasingly, "When did you get it in?"

Scott opened his right eye and took out his pocket watch to look at it, and said in a low voice, "I got it in an hour ago."

"Are you mentally retarded? After struggling for an hour, you still can't do anything about a small grain of sand?" Rhett sat down beside Scott, still a head taller than him.He held Scott's face in his hands, and used the tip of his tongue to lift the trembling, closed eyelids, and the tip of his tongue swept over the eyeballs.

"Ah, it's out." Scott breathed a sigh of relief.Opening the red, rabbit-like eyes, Rhett folded his arms, looked at him with a half-smile, and asked in the same tone: "Where is the other eye? Do you need help?"

Scott rubbed his eyes and said in a daze, "The other eye is fine."

Rhett moved a little closer, stared at Scott closely, and said playfully, "I like teasing you more and more, and I especially like to see the resentment and distorted expression on your expressionless little face because of anger and helplessness." .”

Scott was choked, and he said dissatisfiedly: "I'm not a child anymore, if you want to tease, play with your son."

Scott's words were like a cold snap, freezing Rhett's face.His black eyebrows twitched and furrowed viciously, a deep line appeared between his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down at least twenty degrees.Rhett's expression was terrifying, his eyes were filled with disgust and even hatred.

Perhaps this child born to Bell and under Rhett's custody brought some trouble to Rhett, which made Rhett, who loved children, hate him so deeply.But Scott didn't have much curiosity, so he didn't ask further.

The friendship between men is like this, there is no need to share each other's secrets, and there is no need to be inseparable. If there is a conflict between each other, you only need to have a good fight, and the next day you can still talk and laugh happily.

Looking out of the porthole, the glistening water between the pier and the hull spreads out inch by inch in all directions like a ribbon of waves.The weather was not too bright, the sky was gray, and the wind carried a damp smell, but Scott's mood was not disturbed at all, he just looked at the sea in thought and ecstasy.Under the dark sky, an empty, lonely, boundless sea spread out.In the vast and boundless space, people cannot measure time by feeling.Rhett beside him was also motionless, not even the slightest tremor in his hair or sleeves.Time really seemed to stand still.Strange shapes; indistinct figures—parents, sisters, friends, previous life, present life, all kinds of messy shapes and shapes—dangling before his eyes.

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