[Gone with the Wind] Parallel Time and Space

Chapter25 Willing

In the darkness, a pair of delicate green eyes suddenly opened.

Scarlett sat up, breathing heavily, the dream just made her suffocate.She groped to turn on the bedside lamp, and the soft orange light filled the gap in the room. The first thing Scarlett saw was the coat on the back of the chair beside the bed.She reached out to it, brought it to her side, held it, and put it on her body.Only then did she take a closer look at this room, which she was very familiar with, the door was closed, the light from the living room squeezed in through the two gaps, and it was still pitch black outside the window.

Getting out of bed, her feet stepped on the cold floor, where a pair of cotton slippers were placed, and she put them on.She gently opened the door, and the light in the living room made it hard to open her eyes. For two seconds, she blocked the light with one hand and stretched forward with the other. After she adjusted to the light, she found a warm hand holding her.The warmth almost made her cry, but luckily it didn't.

"Rett."

"Come and sit down, Scarlett, your complexion is not very good." His voice was calm and gentle, a rare and bewildering voice that could make her intoxicated.

"These bloody bandages..." Scarlett saw some bandages, a bottle of medicine and a pair of tweezers on the table.

"Don't worry about it, it's just my wound is open." The gunshot wound from two weeks ago opened a few hours ago.

Scarlett wanted to ask about his wound, it must have been opened to save her just now.But now she had more to say, more comfort, and Rhett himself was sitting right in front of her.She just offered a symbolic sympathy, but Rhett seemed to understand what she meant and changed the subject.

"Tell me, Scarlett. Did you have a nightmare? Or..." He opened his arms to Scarlett, but Scarlett hesitated, Rhett could see the reason at a glance, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, he could See through her mind. "You don't care about your reputation at this time, do you, Scarlett?"

Scarlett blushed and threw herself into his arms resignedly.why not?How warm is that hug.It's just that she could clearly feel that the originally broad shoulders were thinner now, and the bones were a bit harsh, but the chest was always soft. She moved her head down and put her hands around his waist.

"Yes, Rhett, I had a nightmare. It was a terrible dream, Rhett." Her voice came slowly.

"What kind of nightmare?" He patted Scarlett on the back, as if trying to lull a child to sleep.

"I dreamed I was back at Tara, back to where my mother had just died and the Yankees had just come, Rhett, you can't imagine, I shuddered just thinking about it, and I saw everything burnt down again It was all quiet and there was nothing to eat. Rhett, I was hungry again in my dream. I was hungry, and my father, my sister, and the black people in the house were hungry too. It was terrible, I I kept saying to myself, 'If I could run out, I would never, ever be hungry again,' and then I saw a white mist. I ran, ran in the mist, ran, desperately I ran, my heart was about to jump out, and there was something chasing me behind me. I couldn't run through it, and I was still thinking, as long as I ran there, I would be fine. But I don't know where to run. "

"I also dreamed that Tara was taken over because I couldn't pay my taxes and they kicked me out. Mommy's dresser was taken over by Emmy, that damn tacky woman, and my dearest red land was taken over by someone else That's it. I wrestled with them, trying to get Tara back. But they were so many and strong, and I didn't know where Ashley, Melanie, and Will went. I was alone, alone. Man! I was controlled by Jonathan Wilkes, who smugly said that Tara was his! I was so angry, I couldn't breathe. Then the scene changed again..."

Scarlett stopped at this moment, and she burrowed into Rhett's arms even harder. Rhett understood and hugged her tightly. "Go on, Scarlett, go on."

"It's the black man..."

Rhett's hand was still on her back, patting, rhythmically, again and again.His heart was beating hard, hard, hard, hard.

"He pressed me against the wall, the wall was so cold, icy cold! The cold went into my body. My head hurts too, and I can't deal with it calmly. His despicable hands touched me, and I felt Nausea, almost puke. I saw his grin, smelled him, heard him say such nasty things..." Tears wet Rhett's shirt.

"What's the result? Scarlett, go on, say it. You won't be afraid if you say it. I'm here now, and you are safe." Rhett bowed his head and kissed her forehead. "Speak, Angel."

"I thought it was the end of me, that this was going to happen to me. I started cursing God in my head... I stopped believing in God when Tara passed out from hunger, Rhett, because he couldn't give me food. But at that time, I scolded God..." Scarlett looked up at Rhett.

"God is wronged!" Rhett told her, and he saw her smile.

"I scolded you too! Rhett. This happened to me because of you." She sat up from his arms and looked at him face to face.He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped away the tears on her face.

He said: "Rhett Butler is not wronged. This is my fault, will you forgive me?"

From the moment Rhett Butler ran out of the "cell", he thought, in this life, no matter what Scarlett O'Hara thinks, whether she loves him, whether she will use him, or even He lied, and he would use his life to protect her, love her, keep her, and get her.

I can't lose her.

I don't let go.

Every day, he could see her from the window of his "little cell", where he stayed and sat by the window.From there he could just see the prison gate, where two sentinels stood guard, and just enough to give him a glimpse of his life—that shadow.He used all his strength, connections and money to get out on the last day of two weeks.That day, he saw it, saw Scarlett waiting for him for a long, long time, longer than ever before, from day to night.Then, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned around.So when the iron gate of the "prison" opened, he ran to chase her.He heard her scream.

Rhett Butler never imagined, never expected that he would love another person so much that he wanted to marry her.In his eyes, love is precious, but it is only a short-lived treasure.He believes in love, but not in marriage.He believes in short-lived and passionate love, but not in long-term flat love.Does love in the world start with a bang and end with embarrassment.That pure feeling will eventually be mixed with all kinds of suspicion and disagreement, rubbed in life, broken in life, lost in life.A fiasco... Even if she supports her accidentally, it will eventually change into other feelings, such as family affection.And affection?For this he is disappointed.So he has always been an unmarriageist, and nothing can impress him.It's not that he never liked women, but this principle is his bottom line.But now, Scarlett O'Hara made him willing to give up the bottom line, knowing that this might be an abyss but willing to jump into it, this desperate courage made him admire himself.

Scarlett didn't expect Rhett to say this, she nodded: "Yes."

"Thank you, Scarlett, you are so kind." Rhett gave her a hug, which surprised Scarlett.What an anomaly...

"And then? Go on, Scarlett, what happened next?"

"You came later, aren't you there? Are you listening to a story?" Scarlett was very puzzled, she didn't understand what he was doing.

"Say it again, Scarlett, repeat what you just said."

Scarlett frowned, she felt so weird, but she did it anyway. "Then you come—"

It dawned on her. "You are here... Yes, you are here, you saved me. So nothing happened, all the horrors are not the most terrifying, and all the terrible things are not the most terrifying."

Scarlett's eyes widened, and she saw Rhett get up and kneel in front of her on one knee.

"I want to marry you, Scarlett O'Hara, will you marry me?"