hello mr darcy

Most of the authors in the exhibition were painters whose names Lydia could not name.

Of course, she didn't expect to be able to appreciate the works of the three masters of the Renaissance here.After all, HNA is not considered developed at this time, is it?

"It's really nice here." Lydia said in a low voice.

The two were a little tired from shopping, so they found a nearby lounge and sat down.

Richard brought her a small glass of wine: "It's very sweet, I hope you like it."

Lydia took it, and tried it with a smile. The sweet smell instantly attacked the whole taste buds, making her tired body feel refreshed all of a sudden.

"It's delicious." Her eyes lit up.

Richard looked at the exhibition hall and asked with a smile, "Is there anything you like about the paintings here?"

Lydia raised her eyebrows slightly: "Did you like it?"

Richard nodded: "Of course, if you like something, just contact the owner of the gallery."

There was some surprise for a while, and Lydia was flattered.

She smiled before replying, "No, it's too expensive."

Lydia held the quilt carelessly, her eyes lingering among the paintings not far away.

But at the next moment, a familiar figure made her eyes widen unconsciously.

"Over there...is that Mr. Darcy?" Lydia was a little uncertain, with such a dress and unclear appearance, she always seemed very familiar.

When Richard heard this, he turned his head to look, his eyes widened for a moment, and he obviously had a guess.

He clenched his hands slowly, and then he replied unhurriedly: "Oh, I don't think so."

Richard poured another drink for Lydia, and continued: "Bingley said that there is something about the plantation in the Southwest, and at this time he

It should be busy in the south. "

Lydia nodded, took a sip of her drink, and put the subject aside.

An excellent work, with the mellow colors that can only be found in the Renaissance.The unique perspective method props up the space of the whole picture.

Even, on the faces of the characters, with every frown and smile, Lydia can feel the subtle psychology deep in her heart.

This kind of effect is observed off-site, and it is difficult to arouse such resonance.

Harmonious, yet majestic.

Even in the expression of human nature, viewers unconsciously have more admiration for the religious legends in the paintings.

Even Lydia could feel the solemn atmosphere in the air.

She focused on the oil painting, completely unaware of how beautiful she was when she was serious.

You are looking at the scenery, and I am looking at you.

The girl stood in front of the angel's painting, her bright eyes reflected the angel's pure smile.Under the soft light, her face looked extremely soft and beautiful.

It's even shocking.

Darcy held his breath, completely unaware that he had been standing in the same place for how long.

Is it possible to meet her even in London?

Darcy couldn't help but sigh inwardly.Thinking about the investigation he was doing, he couldn't help frowning.

Lydia looked at it for a long time, then smiled and turned to leave.

The girl's back, like a basin of cold water, awakened Darcy instantly.His hands clenched tightly, then loosened.

It was as if his heart was entangled in a ball, as if he was covered in a dark curtain, and he couldn't find an exit at all.

Hesitant and helpless.

"Mr. Darcy, it's really you!" Lydia inadvertently saw the person behind her, and the familiar face almost shocked her severely.

Darcy nodded quickly in response: "Miss Lydia."

Richard also came over at this time, and when he saw Darcy, his eyes flickered slightly.

"What a coincidence, why don't we sit in the lounge together?" He suggested.

Darcy looked at Lydia, and it took a long time before he remembered to answer, and said abruptly: "No, I have something else to do."

He nodded and said, "I hope you can enjoy watching."

"Goodbye, Mr. Darcy." Lydia knelt down and saluted.

After Darcy had gone far away, Lydia gave Richard a gentle thump: "Look, I just thought that person is very similar! You still say no!"

Richard smiled and begged for mercy: "I was wrong."

However, when Lydia turned around, Richard's eyes instantly became darker.Looking at Darcy's back, he looked a little more cold and wary.

"So, you really don't have anything to buy?" Richard asked again.

Lydia smiled and replied, "Of course, Richard. You've asked this question many times."

"Okay." Richard felt aggrieved, "I just feel that I have lost another chance to be courteous to you."

Lydia got into the carriage.

Before setting off for his uncle's house, he lowered the window of the carriage and smiled at Richard.

"Don't worry, there will be many opportunities like this."

……

When she returned to her uncle's house, Lydia smelled an indescribably stagnant atmosphere in the house.

"What happened?" she asked furtively.

The aunt leaned into her ear and said, "Jane received a letter from Liz this afternoon, saying that Collins and Charlotte are engaged!"

Lydia's eyes widened slightly, obviously not expecting such a development.

Her understanding of the plot is limited to Jane and Liz, and of course her own status is also added.

"Charlotte, and Collins?" she confirmed again.

The aunt didn't speak, but simply nodded.

"Well, so Jane is..."

It must be that they talked a little louder, and Jane, who was packing her luggage, heard it.

She turned her head and looked at Lydia in surprise: "My God, Lydia! You came back so early."

"Jane?" Lydia asked worriedly, "Are you going to..."

Jane blinked, followed Lydia's gaze to look at her luggage.

"Oh, I'll go back after preparing for a while."

"Go back?" Lydia was a little puzzled, "But, you haven't seen Mr. Bingley yet."

Jane's eyes were raised, and the smile on her face was still so gentle.But for some reason, it made Lydia look a little sad.

"Lydia, Bentley and I are completely over."

She sighed: "Now, even if I see him again, I'm afraid I won't feel anything."

"Jane..." Lydia whispered.

Jane smiled: "It's actually quite good to be a stranger."

How could it be good, even the uncle's family could see the sadness lingering in Jane's whole body.

Lydia couldn't speak anymore, she just hugged her sister gently.It was such a silent comfort.

"Lydia, how are you and Mr. Bernal?" Jane asked, "Any plans to go back?"

Lydia hesitated, seeing that Jane was about to pack her luggage, she didn't know how to speak for a while.

"It's okay, Lydia. Follow your time." Jane was considerate and comforted with a smile.

Lydia nodded: "Tomorrow is the last day of the art exhibition, we can prepare to go back the day after tomorrow."

Jane agreed with a smile, then turned her head away and packed her clothes.

The art exhibition was not so short, but when Lydia saw Jane like this, she didn't know how to feel sorry for her for a while.

In short, if she wants to go back, she should go back earlier.

"So, you're planning to go back tomorrow?" Richard was very surprised, and even his tone became much tougher.

Lydia coquettishly shook Richard's arm: "My friend is going to have a wedding! It happened for a reason..."

Although Richard was displeased, he didn't show his angry face anymore.

Lydia looked at Richard who agreed by default, and smiled: "It's really unimaginable that Charlotte is suddenly engaged like this!"

She was a little dazed, and her voice became erratic: "It seems that everyone around me is getting married."

Richard's face was a little stiff.

"Richard..." Lydia said, looking at him.

"what?"

Lydia saw the man's tense, even guarded expression, and held back the unfinished words.Just smiled flatly: "Nothing."

The art exhibition was still so exquisite, but at this moment Lydia was no longer in the mood to appreciate it.

The same is true for Richard beside her. Even when she looked back at him a few times, his eyes could not help but look a little erratic.

It seems that someone has come, as if it is very special.All of a sudden, people gathered in the back.

"I'll get you some drinks."

Richard said abruptly, and hurried away before Lydia could speak.

Lydia looked at his back, and the guess in her heart became more and more certain.

And this inevitably made her look even worse.

"Miss Lydia?"

Lydia turned around, and was seeing the figure of Mr. Darcy.

"Mr. Darcy." She nodded.

Darcy's face was very serious, even with a bit of depression.

"Excuse me, can I occupy you for a while. There is something very important."

Lydia hesitated, and looked in the direction where Richard's back disappeared.

Darcy sighed secretly in his heart, and couldn't help feeling more pity for the girl.

"He won't be back in a short time." Facing Lydia's shocked gaze, Darcy continued, "What I want to say is related to Mr. Bernal."

Lydia frowned slightly.

"Ok."

An art exhibition is not the right place to talk about such things, and Darcy's wealth and status show its role at this moment.

But after a while, the two of them came to a rather quiet salon.Quiet and without interruption.

More importantly, its absolute privacy.

Lydia was a little surprised at first, why Darcy had to come to such a position to speak.

However, after Darcy spoke, she understood.

There was infinite pity in Darcy's eyes: "Miss Lydia, I think I have to tell you..."

"Mr. Bernal has a fiancée in London."

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