[Gone with the Wind] Back to the beginning

"You confuse me." Rhett said, putting her hand in the palm of his hand and rubbing it gently, but his eyes were inquiring, "You often make me feel that you must have experienced some feelings about the present Your vital stuff. Girls your age shouldn't go through stuff like that, it's out of the ordinary - I don't know if you get what I mean, that doesn't fade into memory In the depths, the past that made your already distinctive nature extra-excuse me, Scarlett, what's the matter with you?"

The little hand in the palm trembled slightly. The green-eyed girl's complexion was pale and almost crumbling. Rhett's complexion changed, and he immediately grabbed her arm tightly. Feeling that she was supported by his strength, he asked more tenderly. Said: "How is it, Scarlett? Are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Scarlett shook her head, and her lips lost their color.Just now, just at that moment, she almost thought— Rhett had always been able to read her heart easily, but she never thought he could be so sensitive.She almost thought that all her secrets were laid out in front of him, her rebirth, the past she didn't want to look back, her despicableness and depravity, and how she used to treat his tenderness coldly—all spread out .

Since she was reborn, even though she swore to keep her family and land at any cost, Scarlett didn't have the extravagant desire to use the prophet to avoid some things.For example, at the beginning of her rebirth, she saved herself from becoming a widow.She really hoped sincerely that she could break away from the desperate and painful memories of her previous life, and not get stuck in the mud again, at least not so thoroughly.As for the past in her previous life, she subconsciously didn't want to think about it.Therefore, it is not difficult to understand Scarlett's flustered mood just now, even though she herself did not think through the origin of this mood very thoroughly.

Obviously this question made Scarlett very uncomfortable, but Rhett didn't want to stop.His probing was not sharp, but he pressed on step by step, making people breathless, as if he must get the answer.This is indeed a crucial question for him.

"Can you talk, then?" he asked, stroking the back of her hand encouragingly. "Talk to me, Scarlett. Tell me about what you've been through, or at least what you think. Talk to me." talk."

Scarlett waved his hand away with great difficulty, and she was flustered for a while, with a feeling of resistance almost gushing from the bottom of her heart: "No, no." She collected herself, "Rett, thank you for caring about me, but there is nothing wrong with you. Thinking too much."

"There must be." Rhett looked into her eyes and read softly, "Scarlett, don't lie to me."

He stared at the face of the girl in front of him—the green eyes were sharp and desperate, always looking for prey, and the soft lips were often inadvertently drawn into a cruel line.She is like a starving cat.It wasn't Scarlett O'Hara's look—a charming young girl in a green dress and lambskin boots.The youth of the whole county fell under her skirts, hundreds of slaves waited for her orders, backed by Tara's wealth, and doting parents who were willing to grant her any wish, and everything she wanted except Ashley Wilkes ——This shouldn't be her look.The unique charm of youth, beauty and deep tenderness is nowhere to be found on her face, as if she has completely died with something and disappeared forever.

Scarlett's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

"If there's anything abnormal about my behavior these days, it's just because I'm worried about the war." Scarlett avoided Rhett's gaze, as if she would not be so guilty. She still thought that it was those who revealed the mystery of her rebirth. "Prophet", "I agree with you on war, so—those unusual viewpoints are insight in you, and weirdness in me?" She retorted indiscriminately.

Rhett laughed.

"I didn't mean that," he said, without looking angry.

Tiredness turns into wrinkles, pain leaves scars.But even if the wrinkles are erased and the scars are healed, there will still be some things left in people's eyes, expressions and hearts, and it is those things that have created Scarlett today.These souls shaped by the past cannot be wiped out by a simple rebirth. After rebirth, they gradually get used to the life of a 16-year-old girl. It is just to put a layer of camouflage on Scarlett. In essence, she is indeed no longer the charming, willful, lively and happy girl.The soul has gone through a tortuous road for 12 years. The girl who wore dancing shoes and smiled proudly and recklessly has long since disappeared, replaced by a woman with cold eyes, a shrewd mind, rough hands, standing on red soil.War, hunger and poverty cut her life apart, and now even if she starts over again, what Scarlett has experienced is still deeply imprinted on her body.

For a moment, Scarlett felt weak and powerless.It turns out that all the thoughts are ridiculous. Even if I want to start over in this life, I still bear the shackles of the previous life.She wasn't really a pretty young girl--not the one Rhett Butler fell in love with, but the one who ruined his love with her own hands.Even if she wears a 16-year-old body, she can't hide her real soul.She desperately found that she could save Tara and save her mother by virtue of her rebirth, but she couldn't save herself alone.Pain is imprinted deep in the soul and cannot be washed away.Like the woman she is now—the real inner woman, can she win Rhett's heart?

A sob, a soft sob just overflowed from the throat without warning.

"Scarlett." It was Rhett who whispered her name, and he held her wrist tightly. "Are you all right, Scarlett?"

All kinds of thoughts rushed through my heart in an instant, and the memories of the past life and the present life were intertwined, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false. It seemed that only the temperature on the wrist was real, and the strong emotion surged violently from the place where the hand and the wrist met. In his heart, Scarlett was pulled out of that unspeakable sadness.What are the benefits of looking back?In any case, there was only one Scarlett in her now, and there was only one Rhett in the world who she wanted.Whether everything in the future is unpredictable or not, they must fight with all their strength, and they will never give up lightly, so what is the use of those unnecessary decadences?

She raised her head and looked straight - almost staring into Rhett's black eyes, as if desperately hoping to see the fire of love in it, to resonate with her soul.Suddenly she was no longer afraid of the past, because he was so honest, understanding, tender and sympathetic, and he was willing to let her rest in his arms for a while.She thought she hid it well, even what she almost forgot, but there was nothing to hide from him.He knew herself better than she did, and she wanted to hear him go on.

"Rhett." She opened her mouth, her tone was unbelievably calm, "I don't want to talk, but can I hear you?"

She didn't know how blunt her appearance was at the moment, and it just happened to verify Rhett's previous words.Rhett stared at her silently for a while, then suddenly sighed softly, and said, "Of course."