[Gone with the Wind] Parallel Time and Space

Chapter19 look back

The entire area was filled with gunpowder smoke, corpses, shell casings, and shell casings were spread in a mess, and black blood flowed on the scorched ground, emitting bursts of stench in this hot summer.Clearly, a battle has just ended here.As night fell, the soldiers had buried the corpses on the spot to prevent the plague. They lit a fire and sat around talking.This was one of the few victories they won in the later period of the war, so everyone talked about it, and they were willing to believe in their hearts, and there was still a trace of luck left: We have a chance to come back.Even though everyone knew that this victory would change nothing, the only thing worth mentioning was that they saved their countrymen captured by the Yankees.

A lame foot scratched the earth's charred husk, revealing its red interior. "This red land is full enough, do you think there will be a good harvest next year?" The speaker's original blond hair has disappeared, and his thick beard is dirty with blood and dust. , several bloody long scars covered his entire face, which made his face distorted.Under the reflection of the beating firelight, it is especially terrifying and miserable.That's how he was rescued from the Yankee camp, he thought proudly.

"Perhaps..." The voice was low and mixed with unbearable.Rhett Butler took it out of his pocket for a long time, the rustling sound drifting in the summer wind.He took out a half-folded cigar, then simply folded the cigar in half, and threw half to the other party, "Next, lieutenant general!" Then he lit his own half, and smoked like a cigarette.

"Oh, I'm not Lieutenant General, Rhett Butler." The man took half of the cigarette and lit it. "Can this victory be written in the history books?"

"Who knows, isn't it said that the history books are written by the victors?" Rhett poked the fire to make it burn hotter. "But you can tell your children and grandchildren... that's a good idea."

"I'm not married, can you do me a favor, Rhett Butler."

"I only care about girls, lieutenant general."

The Lieutenant General really hated his Charleston accent, the drawl made him irritated.He suddenly remembered something and grinned maliciously. "I saw your fiancée."

The lieutenant general clearly saw Rhett Butler's hand holding the branch tremble, and the shadow reflected on the ground had the effect of magnifying his movement. "It's uncertain." The lieutenant general heard him say.

"When we met before, you said that this is a sure thing." The lieutenant general took the last breath of his cigarette, threw it under his feet, and stomped it out. "What? The girl rejected you?"

"I haven't proposed yet." Rhett heard a sigh in his heart.He hadn't even proposed yet.He regretted it very much, after all, he might never return, he might have died in some unknown battle, he might have been hit by stray bullets, he might have died of plague, he might have died of disease.He could die in pain, or he could die before he had time to react.He may have fallen and bumped his head, and since then he has forgotten the girl he loves—he still has someone to propose to.But it doesn't matter, he thought.

The girl he loved begged himself, and she said, "Don't do this, Rhett, I can't do this, I can't. Stay, don't go..." Her tears fell on his arms, It was terribly hot.

He wiped away her tears.How did he answer it?Well, let him think about it.He is really cruel.He encourages her and says she can do it, he compliments her by saying "you're the strongest and bravest woman I've ever met" to keep her backed up so she can let him go - it's just vicious .In truth no one as selfish and determined as Scarlett was helpless, but he didn't say it.There's no way he'll be sending her back to Tara, which means endless company, which means he can never leave.He offers her better options, but she chooses Tara.Everyone has their own way to go, and he can't give up her way for her, just like she can't give up her way for him.

So he chose to turn around and not look back.

The fire was not too strong, and the fire pile made a "beep" sound, and the lieutenant general added new firewood to the fire pile.Rhett's face was dark, with some scorched dust and a small amount of blood on his face. His eyes shone brightly against the fire, his two thick eyebrows were habitually frowned, and his mouth was tightly pursed.The shabby clothes barely covered his strong muscles and broad chest.The lieutenant general saw it, and he never wanted to tell Rhett Butler that he was really good-looking lest he get carried away. "You're undignifiedly strong, Rhett Butler," said the lieutenant general.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect you to join the battle at this last moment." Rhett Butler was always such a surprise.He always looks down on the south from the perspective of God with a smirk on his face. He is proficient in speech, business, calculation, and irony.His sarcastic words always make people jump in anger, but when they think about it carefully, they are so true.

"Oh." Rhett sneered. "I also didn't expect it to be a big failure in my life."

"This is the only place you can brag to your children and grandchildren." The lieutenant general laughed.Rhett picked up a stone and threw it at him, but the lieutenant general caught it casually and held it in his hand.He laughed even louder.

It was late at night, and only a few people were left to watch the night, and all the soldiers went to sleep anxiously.Rhett Butler was awake with too many things on his mind.

The girl with green eyes came to his mind, her green eyes were so pure that there was no trace of brown, with black eyelashes and raised corners, they were very charming.He remembered the slap she slapped him, loud and painful, so he unconsciously stroked his right cheek.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that his body was bleeding from the southerners, and he was born and raised on the fertile red land in the south. Even if his bones were crushed, his tendons were torn, and his blood flowed out to no avail.No matter how much he looks down on the hypocrisy and hypocrisy, pride and arrogance of the South, when the critical moment comes, his damn patriotism will always come out.

He recalled his "feat" over and over again, and he admired himself at that time.Like a soldier, he said goodbye to the girl he loved, even though the girl hated him so much, even though he put the girl in danger.

He turned and left, leaving Scarlett behind.He really wanted to turn around, to look back at Scarlett, whether she was crying, whether she was disappointed, she must be sad, she must feel helpless, she must be afraid... He didn't look back, because he knew, Once he turns back, he can't go away.

"Uh... People are really complicated." He muttered to himself.

Rhett Butler fell asleep that night leaning against the half-burned tree stump.

When Scarlett was six years old, Rhett went to Clayton County by chance, and he met that cute and naughty little girl.He promised to take her to ride a horse, promised to play with her.He spent a week in Clayton County that year, and it took him a week to get the little girl to change her name from calling herself Brother Rhett, except for Swiss Fudge.He likes this little girl, and he only compromises when he has interests.

"Hey, turn around!" She'd never be serious, thought Rhett.Who is "Hey"?He's not "hey," so he doesn't look back.

He only heard a "bang", and little Scarlett fell from the tree.She made a difficult pose on the tree, trying to show him off, but she missed the trunk.

Rhett passed, his heart beating fast, and he had seen a boy in Charleston fall from a tree and break his neck.Little Scarlett didn't respond for a while, she didn't cry, she didn't whimper, she didn't yell or hum.Rhett didn't dare move her, he crouched down so much that he was on his stomach to check if she was conscious and if there were any injuries.Fortunately, after a while, little Scarlett regained strength and was fine. She also realized that she hugged Rhett and burst into tears.Her tiny body was just under his arms, so small, so fragile.She kept telling him, "Rhett, I hurt... Rhett, I'm afraid..." She didn't call him Mr. Butler, she didn't call him Brother Rhett, she called him Rhett, and the tone...as if they together all the time.

Rhett reassured her: "Don't be afraid, I will always look back." Looking back at you, paying attention to you, you are my focus, and you will always be safe and healthy under my sight.

The lieutenant general's sleep was a little light, and he got up at night to pee.When he came back, he heard Rhett Butler talking in his sleep.

"Look back...to see you..."