hello mr darcy

"I don't think you've ever been in the city before!" Mrs. de Bower replied a little arrogantly.

"Actually..." Elizabeth was about to answer, when Lydia just returned from London a few days ago, and was interrupted by Collins.

"Yes, Madame de Bourgh. They are always in the country like this, and have never seen many things."

Mrs. de Bower raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

Mr. Collins's attitude was extremely humble, and even a little funny.

"As a matter of fact, I always feel tired when I talk to them," Mr. Collins said with a smile. "They're not as well-read as you and your exemplary ladylike daughter."

Elizabeth's eyes widened slightly, it was hard to imagine that such a compliment would be said by anyone.She couldn't help but looked at Charlotte beside her, but the latter looked completely empty.

It was like, what her new husband said just now didn't go into her heart at all.

Elizabeth is indescribably envious, it will be even better when she can master this skill herself!

"Yes, they will be very honored."

When Elizabeth came to her senses, she heard such a sentence.She looked at Lydia in confusion, but only got a hand on the cuff, and pressed herself secretly.

Lydia was feeling turbulent at this time: Cousin, you just ask yourself questions and answers in front of us, can you do it so naturally?

It really opened her eyes!

However, no matter what, Mrs. Catherine's invitation has been responded to, and she has begun to arrange the time properly.

Lydia could only smile and nod, pretending to be dumb.

Elizabeth was still a little dazed, so she was dragged aside by Lydia.

"Lydia, are we going to visit Luo Ri's New Manor?" Elizabeth asked in disbelief.

Lydia quickly covered her mouth, and carefully looked at Mrs. De Bourgh not far away.

"Liz, we're still at the wedding!" Lydia slowly let go of her hand, "Keep your voice down!"

Elizabeth nodded and lowered her voice: "I think we have no choice?"

Lydia stuck out her tongue: "Obviously, Mr. Collins's swiftness has left us no chance to speak."

A girl's only once-in-a-lifetime wedding, in the eyes of everyone, is gradually coming to an end.In the following wedding banquet, food was served at each table by the flowing servants, and everyone sat down one by one.

The wedding went on very quickly, and the banquet was full of people talking and laughing.

Lydia didn't enjoy the situation very much, so she greeted Elizabeth and walked out on her own.

"We're getting married!" Lydia pouted, holding a fallen leaf in her hand, tearing along the grain in a very boring way, leaving traces along the way.

While talking to herself, footsteps came from behind, which startled her and made her turn her head nervously.He even leaned against a tree trunk not far away, poking his head out cautiously.

It wasn't until he saw the face of the visitor that he felt relieved.

"Mr Darcy, why did you suddenly appear here?"

It was Darcy, the man who should have been in London.

This surprised Lydia: "Mr. Darcy, why did you suddenly appear here?"

Darcy nodded and took off the hat on his head: "Miss Lydia."

Lydia didn't know why, but she still squatted down and bowed: "Mr. Darcy."

Darcy looked at her for a long time, and the concentration in his eyes almost made Lydia feel uncomfortable.

"I'm here to visit my aunt, Lady Catherine." Darcy said suddenly, explaining the previous question.

Lydia opened her mouth, then nodded in response: "That's it."

Darcy looked at her, his hands trembled unconsciously before clenched into fists.His eyes were a little erratic, and he looked at Lydia's side for a long time.

Although Lydia was a little surprised, she was not at a loss.Pursing her lips slightly, she looked at the quiet man in front of her with a little doubt in her eyes.

Darcy was as motionless as a sculpture.Even between his deep eyes, the indelible seriousness is drawn between his brows, which seems to be very hard.

Although the winter wind is not howling, it is enough to make people feel cold.

Standing like this made Lydia shiver uncontrollably.

Darcy's eyes flashed, and he nodded abruptly: "Goodbye, Miss Lydia."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left very quickly.Even his horse galloped over very quickly, got on the horse and left very quickly.

Lydia looked puzzled, looking at Mr. Darcy who came and went in a hurry.I feel that I have completely become the monk Zhang Er, and I am completely confused.

To be honest, Lydia was a little hesitant just now, whether she should thank Darcy for Mr. Bernal's matter.However, after thinking about it, I still don't know how to speak.

Are you going to say... thank you for telling me about your ex-boyfriend's engagement?

Although the facts are not bad, it always feels weird to say it.

#达西 Standing in front of me without saying a word, what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent#

Lydia could even imagine, if she thanked herself.

Mr. Darcy would nod solemnly and salute: "It's nothing, Miss Lydia."

It's almost uncomfortable to be imagined like this.

The cold wind blew past and made her shiver again. She could no longer think of Mr. Darcy's strange behavior, and hurriedly prepared to go back to the warm room.I hurriedly left the horrible imaginary scene just behind my mind.

"Lydia, where have you been?" Elizabeth immediately stepped forward and held Lydia's hand, looking very kind.

Lydia felt that she was always extremely confused: "What's the matter, Liz?"

Elizabeth whispered to her ear: "God, don't let me stay beside Mr. Collins like this again, it's terrible for me to be alone like this!"

Lydia finally came to her senses and joked with a smile: "If you hadn't hid in London when he came last time, you would have tolerated it better now!"

Elizabeth imagined it in her mind, and shivered with extreme fear: "Oh, no! Lydia, I reject this possibility."

She raised her head, with an uncontrollable sense of happiness on her face.

Lydia pouted, someone obviously remembered the lovely gentleman at home.

Sure enough, the next moment, Elizabeth spit out the name that made her fascinated: "In that case, I won't be able to see my Paris!"

Lydia stuck out her tongue and thought to herself: Yes, and then my golden thigh just ran away...

Lydia: That's really... well, let's not talk about it.

"It's hard for you to imagine that Collins is going to lift Lady Catherine up to the sky!" Elizabeth raised her eyebrows and squeezed Lydia's hand, feeling that this matter was endlessly interesting.

Lydia shook her head helplessly, and nodded Liz's head: "We shouldn't call it Mrs. Catherine, and we're not very familiar with it..."

Elizabeth curled her lips. Although she felt that such a particularity was always troublesome, she had to admit it.Maybe it would be better to be able to pay attention to such a terrible and rigid appearance like Mrs. Catherine.

"Okay, okay..." Elizabeth pouted coquettishly, "It must be hard for you to imagine what Collins said just now!"

Lydia held her sister's hand, but she responded extremely cooperatively: "What did you say?"

The two came to a hidden bench and sat down, which could be regarded as allowing Elizabeth to vomit.

"My God! He turned over and praised Mrs. De Bourgh's chef when a guest praised the banquet." Elizabeth was full of surprise.

However, this was hardly a surprise to Lydia, who had lived with this terrifying cousin for a few weeks.

After all, that is a person who can praise the potatoes on the table for a long time!

"Oh, my poor Liz, if you hadn't been to London last time, you would have been able to feel the profound praise ability of this Mr. Collins earlier." Lydia had just finished saying this, and she expected it. In the middle of the night, I saw the happy light in Elizabeth's eyes.

Lydia: Another mouthful of dog food!

"By the way, Madam Catherine just said that we need to visit tomorrow." Elizabeth added.

"Mrs. de Bourgh." Lydia corrected helplessly.

Elizabeth stuck out her tongue, quite playfully: "Mrs. de Bourgh."

Lydia smiled: "Mr. Collins answered, didn't he?"

There was a smile in Elizabeth's eyes: "Of course."

Apart from this possibility, who else would make such an arbitrary decision for her!

"I still can't imagine that I have such a cousin!" Elizabeth said.

Lydia was noncommittal: "After all, they are relatives, aren't they?"

Blood relationship is indeed the most interesting thing.

Charlotte felt sorry for Collins' rudeness, which was evident from the meals arranged for the two of them.

"Oh, Charlotte! The lunch you arranged yesterday was clearly not such a rich one!" Elizabeth joked, "I didn't know there would be such a delicious lamb."

Lydia smiled and said, "I'm afraid that Liz and I will stay here every day and never leave!"

Charlotte raised her head and took a bite of the lamb chops.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat enough tomorrow, so hurry up and eat more today before it's too late!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Darcy: Why don't you let me talk?

Pudding: ...I, I, haven't I already given you a few lines?

Darcy's inner os: Unhappy, unable to chat with my Lydia~