[Gone with the Wind] Back to the beginning

Rhett looked at her with a smile—he was happy, obviously.His black eyes fixed on her green ones, and he asked with a smile, "But you will forgive me, won't you?"

"Why?" Scarlett glared at him fiercely.Although it was a long time ago, she still gets angry when she thinks about it.He laughed so shamelessly again, as if he was sure she would forgive him, what a hell!

"It's such a small thing that I keep in my heart." He said softly, "I always carry it with me, do you want me to read it to you?"

"Oh—come on, Rhett." Scarlett avoided his eyes unnaturally, and he was so gentle and solemn that she couldn't help it.She knew his little secret, but she was the one who blushed!What an embarrassment that the note she wrote him so long ago was carefully put away in--wait a minute, she'd swindled it out of Jo, and Rhett didn't know she knew!Scarlett took a quick glance at Rhett, and while spurning what she was shy about, she also suspected that Butler had already taken the temper of his comrades into account.So, now he is going to confess—to confess that he cares about her?Thinking of this, she blushed again.

"Damn it," said Scarlett, feeling a little despondent, remembering the note.She cursed in a low voice, and clearly heard Rhett laughing lightly, "I should have written something else if I knew that."

"Ah, you already know." Rhett was not surprised, maybe he really was the mastermind, but Scarlett found that she was not angry at all.I saw him wrapping his arms around her, lowering his head and whispering to her, "Thinking of you thinking about me, I will remember that I must come back. It's really great to see you again." Returning from a foreign country in a hurry, it might not be because of missing him too much, but Rhett Butler has never been willing to say everything.Besides, he never thought that she would come to see him, so eager, full of care and tenderness.No, he wouldn't say it.

His heart trembled when he heard her name from the guard—it was incredible.He followed the officer all the way, opened the door and saw the green eyes of his sweetheart sparkling.He rushed over and hugged her all at once, calling her name, happy like a fool.If he hadn't used to pretend to be crazy and quarrel with her, maybe his intentions had been leaked-ah, what does it matter!He felt that he must be crazy, and he actually had the urge to tell her his heart.He's been thinking about her, not writing to her to keep Tara safe (admittedly also kind of wishing she'd written to him in the first place—well, the reason he'd written to him in the first place, he wanted to hear her confess her heart), But he has also been trying to find out about her.He learned from Uncle Peter that she is planning to open a store in Atlanta. This is good news, which proves that Tara is in a good financial situation now, and her efforts before the war are paying off.Rhett wondered if he would do crazier things if there was a hint of information that she was suffering from poverty and starvation.God bless, she is all right!When he was in prison, he thought that he would be released from prison in a month to see her. He never thought that he would see her so soon. She came to see him!Her dress was a little washed out but still neat, and she wore the green bonnet he had given her before, and Rhett wanted to cheer aloud.She had lost weight, just like him, but she was still full of energy and drive.Rhett would never tell Scarlett how beautiful she looked the moment he opened that door.

She was carrying a large, heavy basket, for which she did not wear gloves or a muff (Rhett guessed her options weren't strong enough).The basket didn't fit the dress--indeed, the basket didn't fit her.He could see that she had done her best, but anyone carrying such a basket would look like a maid rather than a lady.But it was incredible that Scarlett was still very beautiful in his eyes, no one could be more beautiful than her.Rhett soon realized that the basket contained biscuits and milk - she was so worried about his food that she couldn't care about her own appearance!Rhett was about to cheer for it, and he quickly stuffed himself with a mouthful of biscuits.His food and lodging is actually not as miserable as he described, at least it is much better than during the war, and he will not starve.But Rhett still thinks it's the best thing he's ever eaten—for God's sake!He kissed her, and kissed her.Both were dizzy.His hand gripped hers tightly, and then he touched the unevenness of her hand-scars and blisters. "My God, what a brave girl." He said silently in his heart, feeling that she still suffered more than he thought, she was so stubborn.Then he wrapped her hands fully in his - in a gentle and reassuring manner.It occurred to him quite naturally that if it hadn't been for the biscuits, she would have hidden her hands, and Scarlett O'Hara would never have wanted to show any embarrassment in front of Rhett Butler.But it made her all the more charming and alluring.He continued to kiss her, thinking he had never loved her so much.

"You—" Scarlett felt the need to say something to break the ambiguous atmosphere, his face was too close to hers, and so were his lips, and he made her dizzy and delirious.Today they made out much more than expected, she can't let him kiss anymore, she has to be reserved, although she doesn't hate Rhett's touch at all, but she doesn't want to look like he is not him until he can commit No, "Oh my God, that note!" After rehearsing the content of the note in her mind, Scarlett suddenly cried out, and then the green-eyed girl roared like an angry lioness, "Rhett Butler! I asked you!"

[Friendly reminder note content: Meili needs your help very much, Butler.Another: If one day you go to the battlefield in a daze, remember to tell me your unit number. 】

Damn, she was confused by him again, and forgot that the bastard hadn't written to her for more than a year!There are still many unaccounted for!She asked him to write to her his unit number after joining the army, so that she could follow the battle situation on his side.But he—ha, how nice it was to put the note in his chest, but he didn't take it seriously at all!

Embarrassment flashed across Rhett's face, but it was obvious that Miss O'Hara had underestimated Mr. Butler's thick skin, and only heard the captain cough twice before calling out as if nothing had happened: "Dear Scarlett..."

"Who is your 'dear'!" She interrupted him indignantly, refusing to admit that the title actually comforted herself, "If you don't hear from me for a year, it's your attitude towards 'dear'? Only ghosts will believe you! "He's thinking about her, maybe.But he didn't think about her feelings at all - she would also worry that he was too worried to sleep well!Butler is always so self-righteous.Scarlett swears, if Rhett smirked again and said "I thought you were thinking about Mr. Wilkes" to test her, she would definitely pounce on him and tear his mouth, she swears!

But fortunately, Rhett's brain is always enough at critical moments.

"Oh, then you wronged me—of course you are my 'dear', I just don't know if I count as your 'dear'..." He was deliberately wronged, and his tone was smooth, as if he was the one who was infatuated. To change that person, and Scarlett's mind was elusive, "Don't be angry, Scarlett. If you knew how I was then, you would forgive me. I can't write to you, but I do think about you all the time. "And if you are not ready to forgive me, you will never come to see me-this sentence was silently swallowed by Rhett.

"Don't be 'dear' all day long!" Scarlett waved her hand irritably, and couldn't remember why she was angry at first, "You miss me so much, and I deserve to ask the passing soldiers one by one. Your news, but you are so stupid that you can't even tell a regiment, Rhett Butler!"

"Knowing that you're thinking of me is the best news." Rhett beamed, as if he couldn't hear the irony in her words. "Okay, let me explain to you-I mean it. Then For a while, the postal route was not smooth, and the news was delayed for too long. Moreover, the number of combat personnel was too large, and the troops would be merged and reorganized every now and then. Are you here? But anyway, I came back alive, Scarlett, and I'm back to see you whole and whole! Aren't you happy?" His tone rose, and he was clearly childishly happy.He said he was coming back to see her, which was so touching, but it couldn't erase the fact that he had put himself in danger before!

"Full and complete? In prison?" Scarlett said sharply, using it to vent her dissatisfaction.

Rhett smiled reassuringly at her, as if he didn't care at all.

"Of course, it's much better here than on the battlefield." He said calmly, "Scarlett, I'm so glad you didn't have to face those—but compared to shooting|drawing knives, starving It's pretty mild."

I faced it, I killed a man with my own hands, and the Yankee's body was buried under the arbor.Scarlett wanted to tell Rhett these things, but thought of the possible surveillance and stopped.She took Rhett's hand, and Rhett smiled slightly.He was sincerely thankful that she didn't have to face killing and gore--the thought flashed through Scarlett's mind, and somehow she suddenly decided not to.Including later.

"I still can't believe what I did - when I was about to lose, I gave myself up for my country. I wore such bright boots, such a white shirt, and a military overcoat that was ripped off from a dead man. , riding a broken horse and taking two dueling pistols|guns to join the army. How absurd it is!" He lazily said, "The result was that the coat was torn, and it didn't take long for me to end up barefoot in the ice and snow of Franklin. It's warlike! Hungry and sick with the worst dysentery--to think that I didn't desert, it's so stupid, I look like a fool. But then, the southerners are so stubborn, they know they're going to lose And never let go."

Scarlett thought of the scars she had seen on Rhett, some of which were from the war.She must have heard these seemingly casual words in her previous life, but at that time she would not put herself in such a way to worry about the other party.But now, her heart throbbed with his words.She was really angry that he didn't know how to cherish himself to go to the battlefield, but she also really felt sorry for the crimes he suffered (although she would call him what he deserved).She remembered the Confederate rations that the Quartermaster had given her--the hard macaroni--with pain.

Rhett saw the change in Scarlett's mood.The man raised his eyebrows, deliberately making his previous words look like he was pretending to be pitiful and sympathetic.Rhett said with a hippie smile:

"Seeing how much I've been through, you can barely forgive me, oh? Come on, be merry, Scarlett. Smile, and call me what I deserve. I know I deserve it, though it might be okay to do it again." would do that."

"Okay," said Scarlett softly, sullenly.

"What?" Rhett thought he had heard it wrong, and then he smiled and winked exaggeratedly at the green-eyed beauty, "Isn't that what I thought it meant?"

"It means that I forgive you." Scarlett raised her spirits and gave him a gouging look. "It didn't say that you won't be hated for being so presumptuous now."

"Ah, yes, I'm quite presumptuous now." He said nonchalantly, "I'll restrain myself a bit if I make you angry, but before that—" His eyes rested on her lips, and then he smiled slightly, " Let me be presumptuous again." He unexpectedly turned his head and kissed her right cheek once loudly.

"Okay, the time for wantonness is over."

"You—" Scarlett was really angry, because she thought he was going to kiss her, "Butler!"

"Unsatisfied? So let's be presumptuous again?" Left face.

"If you do this again, I will leave now!"

"Don't be angry, Scarlett, you've got to give me a chance to explain..."

He smiled and looked at the green-eyed beauty with her fangs and claws, and said excuses that he didn't believe, but managed to calm her down.He wouldn't tell her that he was provoking her on purpose, to see how angry she was, and he wouldn't tell her how moved he was by her caring.Most of all—the one thing he didn't write to her about, the one he'd fooled around with saying "the troops kept getting broken up"—he'd never tell her that Rhett Butler had ever been How many times he survived the fierce battles that broke up the troops, how many lives and deaths were behind the countless times of changing the number of the troops, and how lucky he was to come to her and watch her lose her temper.These, he will never say.