Crossing into Elizabeth Bennet

Really successful.However, even so would become a cancer in Fitzwilliam Darcy's heart.Disgusting him all the time.

"It's not a failure."

Wickham laughed wildly and collapsed on the dirty wine table.The muttering of 'Darcy' was still eating away at him over the years.Maybe even he himself has never realized how complicated and entangled he has feelings for this family.

I hate so much because I once loved deeply.It's just that everything can't be as simple and smooth as in the fairy tale world, and complicated life destroys everything.

Why bother?Always unable to escape the influence of Darcy, he suddenly felt very tired when he saw their marriage.No matter how much he hated, it was a trivial matter to Fitzwilliam Darcy, the great family businessman.

Why is he, Wickham, so futile and persistent?

He stumbled to his feet, threw the only money left on the □, and walked into the dark street outside the door.He was leaving London, leaving England, and going to a place where Darcy was no longer there.

This life is like a joke.A lot of remorse, obsession and resentment have made him lose the courage to continue.

I won't see you in this life!

The author has something to say: Hateful people must have pity!

Lydia's Choice

Lydia had a dream.In the dream, I married a man named Wickham.He's poor, he's bad, he has countless flaws.But at the same time, he also has his own sadness.

Except for her mother, everyone regarded her as a crazy girl, a silly girl, and thought she was just bewitched by this man's charming appearance.But who would have thought that she knew everything?

She just doesn't care, instead of sticking to the rules, marrying a gentleman like her mother.She lived a life of incongruity, and was disgusted by her husband to the point of death.It's better to go crazy.

Even if her life is really like in a dream, living a life of 'begging' for relief.That choice, that temperament, she really will make it.

Anyway, those noble ladies who helped her were all her respectable sisters.hehe.

However, when she really met him again, she was obsessed, admired, and attached to him, but she couldn't really take that deviant step like in her dream.

Not for anything else, just because she understands what love is.

Never, Lydia Bennet could never be his spiritual belonging.As shown in her dream, he died of alcoholism.

And as his wife, she could do nothing for him except die in love.I can't repay the huge debt for him, I can't make him hide the grief in my heart, and I can't even become his approved wife.

What's more, Elizabeth Bennet, her second sister, is not as indifferent as in her dream.She actually couldn't bear the humiliation of her family.

From the moment she let go.She knew that everything in the dream would be just a dream.

Standing on the ridge of the field, looking at Meryton from a distance.The place where they met for the first time, prayed silently——Mr. Wickham, without Lydia, hoped to live a more comfortable life.

As she already knew the result, Elizabeth Bennet married Mr. Darcy, although the process was somewhat different.But this does not prevent the second sister from living a more noble life.

And her?Let Mr. Wickham go, and Lydia Bennet, who would need it?Or, she will be alone all her life.

Because of Mr. Darcy's arrangement, the family rushed to London in a hurry to attend the long-planned wedding.Perhaps at this time, the second sister is still kept in the dark with apprehension.

Covering his mouth, he leaned against the edge of the carriage window, smiling foolishly.Such a status wedding, there will be many gorgeous balls, this is absolutely.

Put aside your worries, and discuss the beauty of the upper-class dance with your mother and Catherine.It's not that she didn't notice the disdain and indifference in her father's eyes, but so what.

It's okay to be regarded as stupid, or to be regarded as stupid.She is his daughter, and her mother is his wife.That's what a gentleman is decent.He couldn't save face and break with them.Hypocrisy, hypocrisy class.

How sad!

Lydia squinted her eyes, and suddenly realized that her depressed mood had gotten better after many days.Probably, looking at these gentlemen and ladies bored is the motivation for her happiness.

She has always been free to do what she wants to do and what others want to do but dare not do.Then, look at the expressions of envy, hatred and contempt on their faces.

Heartfelt fun!

She doesn't care about her age at ballroom dances, her mother's sad and worried eyes, or her sisters' worried and thinking eyes.

As long as they didn't do anything too outrageous, they couldn't justifiably interfere with her celibacy.

After the first social festival this spring, the second sister and Mr. Darcy had their first son.

Daniel is very good, almost never seen him crying loudly.Most of the time, he opened his big watery eyes and looked at everything around him, as if he knew everything.

Lydia likes to look into his eyes, so she often comes uninvited, hugging Daniel and not letting go.Her only regret, or Lydia's greatest regret in the dream, was that she failed to leave Mr. Wickham with blood.

She knew that Mr. Wickham did not want children.Perhaps because he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes, the son of an alcoholic gambler will have a harder life than him.

She knew it all, so she resolutely gave up her right to be a mother and loved that man wholeheartedly.It's just that there will still be regrets in my heart.

And it is impossible for her to have a child of her own in this life, because she does not want to marry her, and it is even more difficult for her child to live with the notoriety of an illegitimate child.

"Lydia, let yourself go. Looking at this, I'm not sure if I did the right thing to persuade you."

Elizabeth Bennet, no, it is now Elizabeth Darcy, she sat quietly in the opposite armchair, looking sadly at her holding Daniel in her arms.

"Pemberley is beautiful, and my sister is well maintained. Mr. Darcy must love her very much. Very happy."

Looking left and right, Lydia couldn't understand herself, she just expressed the only thing in her heart at the moment.

"Lydia..."

Elizabeth still had an unabashedly worried look on her face.

"If Mr. Darcy sees this, he will not be allowed to set foot in Pemberley again, sister."

Lydia giggled and teased indifferently.

"It is said—Mr. Wickham is now in Hong Kong."

Elizabeth struggled for a long time, but finally told her sister where the man was going.The reason why he did this is probably because the man's behavior is not as far-fetched as before.

Even Darcy admitted that he left England completely, started from scratch, was very successful, and has become a decent gentleman, and it seems that Mr. Wickham did not have a family.Is this the irresistibility of fate?Although, the development at this time is much better than before.

Lydia held Daniel trembling slightly, and she looked at a point on the ground in a trance.Thoughts are in turmoil.

She is no longer young, although she is well maintained, but still can not be denied - she has missed the best age.How could he set his sights on her, an old woman.What's more, if you hate Mr. Darcy Wickham so much, how can you be willing to become a family with him.

She would rather continue walking alone than see his disdain for her in his eyes.

However, the uncontrollable desire in her heart made her really want to see him, even if it was just for one time, for the last time.

The streets were bustling with each other, and the carriages rolled over the stone and brick dirt roads, raising waves of dust.Lydia is standing in a port somewhere called Hong Kong.

Dazed, he let the flow of black-haired and yellow-skinned people slip past his eyes.Men and women, dressed strangely, some men even had long braids.

"Miss Bennet, the carriage is waiting outside, please come along."

Arranged by Mr. Darcy by her side, the accompanying protection waiter bowed politely and thoughtfully, indicating that they could take the carriage and had arrived.

"it is good."

Slightly nodding, just waiting to take a step——

"Lydia?"

So familiar, yet so strange.Lydia's eyes were blurred, and she couldn't even see the appearance of the man standing not far away who saluted her.It's just that instinct has determined that he is the person she is looking for.

Long time no see, Mr. Wickham.

The author has something to say: Everyone has their own love, even if it is not recognized by everyone, but love is love...

Georgiana's Sweet Dreams END

What is happiness?Probably like when my brother was with Elizabeth.When troubles arise, some people clean up the mess silently without complaint, and when naughty, some people pamper and tolerate for no reason.

And such happiness, but not everyone has the opportunity to have it.Just like her highly anticipated Miss Darcy, she silently waited by the side, silently witnessing the blossoming and fruiting of love.

She watched as Daniel, Charles, and Anna were born one by one.Then under the arrangement of my brother, I married a nobleman with a good reputation.

She is very pleased with the result.Because she will not be too far away from her brother and Eliza in the second half of her life, it can be said that she can still enjoy the protection of her brother and sister-in-law after getting married.

He used to be ignorant of a relationship, and was extinguished by herself before it sprouted. Mr. Carl is an excellent man, but they are not suitable for them.

His family is far away in the United States, but her home can only be in the United Kingdom-by her brother and sister-in-law.Forgive her for being cowardly, because at the age of 15 she had used up all her courage.

Her husband is also very good to her, but there is no tacit understanding between them.Either the concept is different, or there is no love between them.

But no matter how she lives, as long as she is plain and peaceful, it is enough for her to satisfy her life.Her husband gave her such an environment.Although she knew that he had a mistress outside, at least he would not violate her dignity as a wife.

This is the real way of getting along in a noble family. Living like a brother and Elisa is as beautiful and unreal as a dream.She didn't dare to hope.

Asking too much will only