[The Great Gatsby] Male God

Jordan regretted not coming seconds earlier.

Gatsby and Nick see her too.Gatsby smiled gently, Nick turned shyly and took a bouquet of flowers from the car.

Is it a rose?Jordan waited excitedly.Although she didn't think Nick would fall in love with her, according to the convention, it should be a rose, and it should be a red rose.

Nick's body blocked the bouquet, and Jordan looked straight ahead.She was dying of anxiety.

Finally, Nick's hand went around the front.A bunch of small blue flowers are revealed, the petals are like cotton wool but very thriving, as bright as gems.

Jordan had seen this flower when he was a child.

This is cornflower.It represents strength.The flower language is: single happiness.

I'm speechless, what does it mean to send this kind of flower?

If it weren't for the consistent ladylike norms, Jordan would have wanted to rush down and beat him.

Nick coughed guiltyly, walked over to help open the car door, and then bent slightly: "Hello, Miss Baker."

Nick held on to the car door with his hand, but refused to reach out to pull her, and kept his distance.Jordan pouted, not wanting to come down.But finally compromised.She twisted, indicating that her foot still hurt.Nick didn't dare to touch her, so he handed the flowers to the driver.

Count your senses.Jordan was always peeking at him unwillingly.

Nick was in a dilemma, he didn't know whether to be her companion or not and let her stretch out her jade finger gracefully.

Gatsby walked over briskly and stretched out his arms: "Can I help you?"

Jordan dodged "whoosh" and was already standing outside the car.

Gatsby blinked: "Miss Baker, are your feet all right so soon?"

Jordan coughed in a serious manner, and walked towards the main hall with twisted and uniform steps.She thought, I don't care about you for now, I want you to look good when I find Daisy.

Daisy's housekeeper and maid Kate have already come out to welcome them and guide them. Not long after, the guests entered the hall together and walked half a circle along the corridor to the living room.

Daisy in a light brown dress was dressed like an elf as last time.She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a half glass of red wine in her hand, looking at the sea view opposite, wondering what she was thinking.

Jordan took a look and rushed up, hugged Daisy and whispered: "Oh, dear! Gatsby is a liar... oh!"

Daisy looked at Jordan in surprise, shook her hand, took out a little wine and spilled it on her skirt.

It's annoying not to finish.But Jordan had to change clothes.

Seeing this, Gatsby smiled and spread his hands: "Oh, Miss Baker, your luck is really bad."

A pun.Jordan walked away hesitantly.

Daisy smiled brightly.Her lips were shiny with red wine.Delicate as a flower waiting to be picked.

She was looking at Gatsby, and Gatsby just nodded slightly.

Daisy thought he must be embarrassed, smiled tolerantly, and turned to the dining table.Tom didn't come home again today for no reason.She wanted to find someone to talk to.

Daisy needs fresher stimulation than money to fill the void.

She couldn't help showing herself.She thought no one could resist her charm.

With her slender legs, she walked towards Gatsby like a tall bird.

Gatsby bypassed her and went to the other side to hang the suit on the clothes hook in silence.Then he stopped by the hanger and thought for a moment, took out a small bottle from his pocket, and walked back to her side

Daisy, who thought it was perfume, took it over happily, and was dumbfounded.

Not perfume, but antiseptic lotion for Jordan's feet.

Only then did Daisy remember that Jordan's mouth gesture just now was "cheating", which seemed to mean that Gatsby was a liar.

What did Gatsby lie to her?

Daisy panicked, and wanted to go for a walk while Jordan went to change clothes.

Gatsby understood.So, just like last time, he followed Daisy, and Nick followed him.

Nick has always sympathized with Daisy, especially her marital status, and now asks him to see for himself the true face of the lady in his mind.

They followed the bushes to a place where there were no strangers.Daisy stopped under a palm tree, turned and looked tenderly at her Prince Charming.

Gatsby is the great savior who can take her out of this life.She really wanted to keep him forever.In her eyes, Gatsby symbolizes wealth and mystery as well as reassuring love.These are exactly what she needs.

But now he looks so indifferent.It's like being so close through a mirror, but you can't hold it in your arms.

The feeling of alienation hurts.Daisy adjusted her mentality, pursed her dimples and smiled: "How did you live these years. I miss you very much, and I don't know where you have been."

Gatsby stood opposite her, looking into the grass.

He knew that Nick was hiding behind.

Nick has always told him that Daisy is a very poor woman, she is sincere and pure, and should not be tortured by an unhappy marriage.He wanted to find a chance to help her.

Let's take a look at what Daisy's situation looks like.

Gatsby smiled softly and said to Daisy: "Although the war separated us, I am very pleased to see that you have become a noble lady now. As I said last time, you have a good home and I am here for you." Delighted. Thank you and Jordan for the invitation tonight."

Daisy took these as Gatsby's angry words.Suddenly the little bird leaned on his shoulder: "Honey, Tom is not loyal to me. His mistress is as hardworking as a cuckoo. I thought you would understand how painful I am."

Gatsby stretched out his hand and pushed her away calmly: "Then what do you want me to do? Divorce for you?"

"No, I cannot get a divorce." Daisy's eyes were blurred: "I am a Catholic, and the doctrine does not allow it."

She is not a Christian at all!Nick, who was eavesdropping, shook in shock and was about to reveal himself.

Gatsby quickly walked around in front of Daisy to block her, and said quickly: "Then you don't want a divorce, what are your plans?"

Daisy looked at him tentatively, and said softly, "It would be great if someone could take me out of this place." The relief of not having to bear moral condemnation.

You want to find your old lover to take the blame, don't you?Gatsby smiled sarcastically: "If that's all you can do now. You can try to live independently."

Daisy was most afraid of hearing the word "independence". She had never thought of such a thing, and it was impossible for her to imagine earning money to support herself.

Although the jewelry Tom gave her can be sold for a lot of money, it means that she has to live a planned life and throw away the title of noble lady.If the money runs out in the future, she will be very sad.

If you really run away, you will not be able to return to your hometown of Louisville, and you will have to live on your own.

That's impossible.

Why doesn't Gatsby "get it".Does he really not love me?

Daisy finally couldn't maintain her calm anymore, and said sharply: "Honey, can't you help me think of other ways. If you want, you can actually..."

"I don't want to." Gatsby immediately pointed out coldly: "I can't imagine luring a Catholic to do such an evil thing, and he will go to hell. And, Daisy, to be honest, we are no longer the relationship we used to be. .I'm only here to accompany Nick to end a relationship that shouldn't have started."

"Ah." Daisy regretted so much.

The excuse just now, did she think of it after being kicked in the head by a donkey?

"Daisy." Gatsby told her very seriously: "I think it is necessary for you to understand some things about me, so as to avoid further misunderstandings. In fact, I am not what you think. I was never a nobleman. I just Just a farmer's guy, the past is the past."

"No, you must have said that on purpose. You made up such an excuse to avoid me." Daisy was very angry: "I just wanted to tell you that I still love you, but I didn't expect you to be so unfeeling."

Gatsby listened, and looked at himself mockingly.

This casual attire cost at least a thousand dollars. If it weren't for the magnificent appearance, would it be possible for Daisy to come forward on her own initiative?

Come on.Why put it on again.

Just to tear your "skin", bitch.

Gatsby didn't want to entangle her anymore, he smiled, turned and looked in another direction: "Oh, Jordan should go back to the living room, let's go and have a look."