hello mr darcy

"This lunch is really delicious!" Mr. Bingley said to Mr. Bennet with a smile.

His eyes were always looking at Jane opposite, but his goddess always lowered her head like that, drinking the soup quietly.This made Mr. Bingley anxious and apprehensive.

He finally plucked up the courage to praise the meal, and as he wished, he saw everyone's eyes turn to him.Of course, other people mean nothing to him.It's just that Dang Jane's eyes are as gentle as ever, like a ray of moonlight falling on him.

This kind of gaze not only made Mr. Bingley feel happy, but also made him uncontrollably nervous.Even his heartbeat couldn't help speeding up, and even the palms holding the knife and fork were slowly oozing sweat.

"Of course, I'm glad you like it." Mrs. Bennet replied very happily. "Lydia's hands are always very skillful. You should really see the ribbon she embroiders."

"Mom." Lydia blinked and said eagerly.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mr. Bingley probably didn't even know what he ate for this meal.After all, his full attention was on Jane.

Mr. Bingley smiled brightly: "Oh, that's really great! It must be a great honor to see Miss Lydia's masterpiece."

Mrs. Bennet hurriedly drank the soup in her mouth, quickly put down the knife and fork, and said, "Actually, the ribbon on Jane's skirt is made by Lydia."

Hearing this, Mr. Bingley quickly set his eyes on Jane, his blue eyes seemed to be shining.

Jane lowered her head in embarrassment, but her cheeks were slightly blushing, but she tried her best to pretend she didn't notice it.

Seeing such a scene, Lydia sighed very slightly in her heart: I am afraid that Jane's temperament is like this, no matter how she says it, it will be difficult to change it.

"It's really beautiful..." Mr. Bingley looked at it for a while, then said in a daze.

Darcy looked over and said, "It's really beautiful."

His slightly calm words awakened Bentley from that absent-mindedness.

Since Mrs. Bennet met for the first time, she didn't like the arrogance that haunted Mr. Darcy very much.Even at this moment, my daughter's craftsmanship was praised, but she didn't feel the slightest joy.

"This is just her ordinary work." Mrs. Bennet didn't even put down her spoon, "If you saw the cloak she gave Mr. Bennet, you won't just praise it like this."

Upon hearing this, Lydia turned her head and looked at her mother: "Mom, please. Don't praise me like that again, it will really make me lawless."

But Mr. Darcy interrupted suddenly: "It is a very common thing to be proud of one's own masterpiece."

Hearing this, everyone was surprised.There was a sudden silence at the dinner table, and even the atmosphere was filled with an indescribable embarrassment.

Lydia blinked her eyes before waking up from such surprise: "Thank you, Mr. Darcy."

Facing Darcy's gaze, Lydia smiled and said, "It's true, but always remember to be humble."

She put the spoon aside with a smile, and wiped her lower lip slowly: "After all, being proud is something people are too accustomed to, isn't it?"

There was a little surprise in Darcy's eyes: "Is that so? Miss Lydia."

Lydia didn't speak, just nodded with a smile.

Pride, especially inexplicable pride in oneself, is the most common thing in human nature.After all, in the face of the same homework, everyone always feels that their share must be approved by the teacher.

Darcy was obviously unwilling to let such a topic change easily, even after lunch, he slowly walked to Lydia's side.

"Is pride an unacceptable thing for you?" he asked.

Lydia turned her head and looked at Mr. Darcy in surprise.After all, he was evidently still standing next to Mr. Bingley, in front of the fireplace, just after lunch.

She blinked her eyes: "There is nothing difficult to accept, but is there any need to let myself accept it?"

Darcy frowned slightly: "Can you explain this sentence to me?"

"Well, of course." Lydia said with a smile, "Many things are acceptable when they don't touch the principle."

Mr. Darcy lowered his head, and unconsciously drew nearer to Lydia.If you look at it from a distance, Mr. Darcy's slightly taller figure and Lydia's petiteness are almost completely hidden in his shadow.If you don't look at it seriously, you will actually have a look that the girl is completely enveloped by the man's arms.

Lydia could feel Mr Darcy's breath, falling slowly on her forehead.With an absolutely masculine aura and an indescribable sense of oppression, she actually felt a little nervous.

What's more, to some extent, Mr. Darcy is still her childhood god!

She took a few deep breaths before she calmed down.

She turned around slowly, and took two steps back in a nonchalant manner, farther away from Darcy.

"Everyone will always encounter things that make him dissatisfied, but there is no need to completely deny him just because some things are unsatisfactory." Lydia said with a smile, "But at the same time, not all unsatisfactory things You have to force yourself to accept it, don't you?"

The girl's face became more and more beautiful in the slightly leisurely afternoon sun.

Mr. Darcy's heart fluttered, and even he could not tell whether it was from the girl's words, or from the vague fragrance in the air.

He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stiffened.Darcy took a step back and bowed in a very gentlemanly manner: "It was a pleasure talking to you."

Although Lydia was a little confused about Darcy's sudden alienation, she also reacted quickly and bowed: "Me too."

Darcy's complexion was not very good, he nodded his head as a gesture, then turned and walked towards Mr. Bingley.

"Tell me, how did that arrogant man bully you again!" Elizabeth suddenly appeared behind Lydia at some point, and put her head on Lydia's shoulder playfully.

Lydia turned her head with a smile: "Liz, why do you think so?"

Elizabeth raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Mr. Darcy not far away: "Charlotte told me that he actually talked about you like this behind his back. Isn't that enough?"

Lydia understood, and the villain in her heart tilted her head.

After all, since Elizabeth knew Mr. Darcy's words, the so-called "not educated enough" statement.It was indeed enough to make the sister feel displeased with Mr. Darcy.

"To be honest, he didn't say anything that offended me." Lydia held Elizabeth's hand and smiled sweetly.

She didn't see that Mr. Darcy's eyes slowly turned in the distance, looking at her smiling face quite intently.

Elizabeth was a little surprised: "I thought he was so arrogant and arrogant. Don't you hate this kind of person?"

Lydia nodded frantically in her heart: Yes, yes, such people are super annoying! ! !

But on the face, I can only force a smile: "I don't like it very much, I draw conclusions too quickly."

Elizabeth looked over, and those big eyes looked at Lydia without blinking.

Lydia smiled: "Theoretically speaking, his words are not completely offensive." In fact, if those words were not followed by Miss Bingley, listen to them alone.The meaning of it is really two things that can be said.

Elizabeth was not moved at all, instead she looked Lydia up and down a few times in surprise, and finally walked away as if giving up.

Lydia looked helplessly at the back of Elizabeth going away, and pouted slightly: "My second sister is really a very persistent person..."

"of course."

Lydia was thinking about it when suddenly the voice over there raised her voice and instantly diverted her attention.

Mr. Bingley had a joyful expression on his face, obviously very happy for Mrs. Bennet's agreement just now: "That's really great."

Lydia walked over slowly with puzzlement.

Darcy nodded at Mr. Bennet and said, "It's getting late, so we'll leave first."

Mr. Bingley also nodded in a daze, but his eyes seemed to be glued to Jane's body. I'm afraid that even what Darcy said didn't fully take it to heart.

"Bingley?" Darcy patted him on the shoulder to call Bentley's attention.

He let out an "ah" before nodding in Darcy's eyes: "Yes, yes. We should go!"

He turned his head eagerly and nodded at Mr. Bennet: "This is really a wonderful meal, thank you so much!"

Mr. Bennet smiled and agreed.

Bingley's body walked out of the room slowly, but his head still kept turning, and his eyes fell on Jane's body erratically.

"Oh, my lovely Jane!" Mrs. Bennet looked at the backs of the two men riding away, and hugged her outstanding eldest daughter.

Jane lowered her head, even the blush on her cheeks couldn't conceal the joy in her heart.

"Mr. Bingley must have fallen completely in love with you!" Mrs. Bennet declared cheerfully.

Lydia came over: "Just now, did Mr. Bingley say anything?"

Jane still lowered her head.

Katie beside him said excitedly: "Mr. Bingley is inviting us to visit his house."

"Just inviting Jane..." Mary rolled her eyes and said helplessly.The book in his hand flipped a page casually, "And you."

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Bingley (idiot face): Jane, it's so beautiful!

Jane (shy)

Mrs. Bennet: My God, another marriage!

Darcy: ... (envious!)

Lydia, Darcy: Dog food is hard to eat!

Darcy (unbearable): Bentley!Watch your eyes! ! !