Drift [Gone with the Wind Drift Doujin BL]

On this winter night, Scott stood silently beside Rhett, looking around aimlessly, and accidentally saw his own past.

I remember those days before crossing, in order to commemorate the comrades who died in the execution of the mission, the special forces who survived were not allowed to talk, entertain, or drink every day. , doing nothing.

Now, there are also homeless southern soldiers downstairs, smoking low-quality tobacco, staring and doing nothing.

Alone in a foreign land, the only thing that can make people peaceful is a warm embrace and hot food.

Scott in the past, and the soldier who has nowhere to go now, even these are extravagant wishes.

Scott watched the suffering, the grief and the sacrifice repeated over and over again, and he wondered if it was worth everything he gave.

He also had doubts many years ago.At that time, someone was trapped on the 28th floor of the burning building, and the firefighters were helpless.At the last moment, his unit was dispatched, but the rescue failed in the end.

The man's wife and children, in another building, watched as their husband and father were engulfed in flames.Afterwards, there was a flood of abuse on the Internet, such as "ZF's lackeys", "G^CD's violent machine", "taxpayer-fed white-eyed wolves"... The special forces involved in the rescue could hardly withstand the pressure of public opinion. Sprinkle another handful of salt on the fire-burned wound.

His name wasn't Scott then.

They are not Green Lantern, not Spiderman, not Iron Man, not Superman wearing underwear and Jesus Christ, the savior of the Virgin Mary, why should they take on the responsibility of saving everyone, once there are people who cannot be saved, they will be stepped on Ten thousand feet, almost forever unable to turn over?

Thinking of this, Scott suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the knot of thoughts that had tortured him for a long time was suddenly untied.

Yes, it doesn't matter if it's worth it or not, after all, it's his choice.Do your best, listen to destiny, enjoy life, and cherish the present.In the dark, maybe there really is a God, see all this in his eyes.

Suddenly found that this Christmas holiday is the first time spent in Tara in several years.

The family—including the Melanie family, Aunt Pitty, and the Hamiltons (Scarlett and Charles)—has been in a hurry to take the train back to Tara after meeting their long-lost relatives in Atlanta.At the same time, the wedding of Carleen and India is also in full swing, and preparations have stopped.

Tomorrow is destined to be another sleepless night. Scott and Rhett squeezed together on a small bed barely squeezed into the study, and pushed hard on the tightly packed monster. Seeing that Rhett was still motionless, he sighed. He took a deep breath, buried his head in the feather pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.

On the second day, it was unexpectedly discovered that Rhett was on his side, his broad back pressed against the wall, and Scott was occupying two-thirds of the entire bed with sprawled sprawl. ——The corner of Rhett's mouth still had a vague, mocking and helpless smile, as if to say: You know me, but you can't help it, young man.

As long as he wakes up, Scott will make his brain run fast in a few seconds, like a racing car that takes only a short time from starting to full speed, but today, it seems that the car is out of gas.

It can't be like this, today is my younger sister's wedding, as an older brother, even if he can't be handsome, he still has to be full of energy.Scott shamelessly instructs Rhett to bring him a glass of brandy, and Rhett returns with a tray containing muffins, sweet potatoes, boiled eggs, a bottle of brandy, and two glasses.

"Why do you take the champagne goblet for brandy?" Scott imitated Rhett's example, curling his lips arrogantly.

"Come on, darling, I have worked hard to hide from Lingtang's attention and Mama Hei's piercing eyes at such a frenzied moment. I'm thankful that I didn't let you drink directly from the bottle." Rhett showed his usual row of white teeth.

Heck, the way he wakes up fresh and alive.Scott couldn't swallow the breath, so he snatched the brandy bottle, uncorked it, and poured it directly down his throat.

Rhett quickly put down the tray: "Okay, little Scott, if I hadn't been nimble, this tray of food would have been reimbursed in a hurry. In a year when supplies are so scarce, you shouldn't take the lead in wasting food."

Scott was silent, aiming at the wine bottle out of the corner of his eye, the flames of challenge burning in his green eyes.Rhett immediately received his signal, and greeted him happily: "No problem, you kitty who can't do anything." He stretched out his hand gracefully, and took the wine bottle in a dignified manner…——and drank it down in one gulp.

Scott stared blankly.

Rhett held up two empty glasses, handed one to Scott, poured the last few drops of wine into each glass, and toasted Scott: "For Carleen O'Hara Mrs. Tarleton . . . and Mrs. India Wilkes Tarleton, cheers! May they find their graves as they wished!"

What the hell, such a ridiculous behavior, how could Rhett do it with a sense of elegance?

grave……

Marriage is the tomb of love, because love itself is the result of unreliable dopamine acting on the brain.When you see a person, there is an unstoppable impulse in your heart, and your blood is boiling and clamoring that it is him (her). In fact, the biological instinct endowed by nature has found a suitable spouse to produce a better next generation. .

Therefore, love is an irrepressible passion, a rapid secretion of dopamine, and it is nothing more than a reproductive instinct.

Only when the wave of enthusiasm recedes and the flame of passion goes out, the tacit understanding formed by being together for a long time will slowly settle down, and the belief of mutual support will begin to breed. Understand each other's thoughts, appreciate each other's loveliness, mock your lover's bad habits and shortcomings, and walk towards the end of your life in the siege of the jungle.

He is my man, different from anyone else.

Love is buried in the grave of marriage, but love is not over.

This kind of emotion close to family affection is the ultimate destination of love.

Scott was not naturally good at dealing with women, except his mother and sisters.He only hopes to get through this messy life, and when the war is over, he will find a girl from a good family to marry, his parents are satisfied, his sister-in-law is harmonious, and he will treat his wife well for the rest of his life.

Although he couldn't understand the mysterious creatures like women, Scott still hoped that the weak and strong little creatures like women would not suffer too much harm.

All of the above are Scott's most heartfelt blessings to his sister Carleen, neighbor India, and lovers and couples in every corner of the earth.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, the unexpected change is not enough for the readers.But this article will continue to be written until it is finished. Otherwise, I am sorry for the readers who support me, and I am sorry for my heart.

Sorry for not updating for a long time.