[Gone with the Wind] Flower of Dust

Reid followed Hanks to Hanks' home, and as soon as Hanks closed the door of the study, Reid grabbed Hanks by his collar and pressed him to the wooden board behind the door.

Rhett wasn't afraid of the man in front of him at all, and he didn't feel guilty even if he was rough on him. He was obviously very angry, and his tone was a bit harsh, "What the hell is going on?"

But Hanks looked at Rhett with a look of hatred, "What's going on, didn't I say it clearly enough?"

Rhett looked at this old gentleman who was about the same age as his father. Although it was impolite for him to be rough with such a person, he still pushed him to the other side of the bookshelf, and his tone could not hide He can guarantee that if Hanks doesn't explain this matter clearly today, he won't let him go.

Reid sneered, his expression was a bit bluffing, he just hated the feeling of being plotted against, "What do you mean?"

Hanks suddenly laughed a few times, as if he was very happy, "What do you mean? It means that the slave you and that woman let go ran back and wanted to take a last look at his wife, but I caught him One is right."

He seemed to be happy after a successful revenge, "then we had a round of torture on him, and he recruited everything."

Reid leaned against the bookshelf that Hanks had been pushed down, with one on his waist and one hand on his back, with an aggressive and dangerous sneer on his expression, he said: "So you must do this thing." For Kristen Wilson?"

"Of course," Hanks said happily: "The whole Charleston knows that you are dating this woman. Of course I will not let you succeed. I will hinder you in everything you do. Who told you to hurt my son? And daughter, this is the price you have to pay!"

"Go to your mother's price!"

As for his ignorant, impulsive and incompetent son, he also proposed the duel. Does Hanks still want to deny the blame and blame him when he dies in the end?

As for his daughter, he still has some respect, so he won't say too much, but he thinks he doesn't owe her anything.

Damn Hanks, he's going to eat his own way, and his retribution will come fast, and he'll deal him a fatal blow soon.

He knew that his previous dedication had been ruined, and Christine didn't want to see him again. This was a very uneconomical deal for him who always paid for it.

It seems that this time, not only can he not get back the principal, but he can't even get the interest.

Mrs. Butler had heard everything about what happened. She originally wanted to ask her son about the situation, but when Rhett came back, he looked cold and too lazy to speak. He hurriedly took off his coat and changed into a new one. A shirt, and then went back to his room.

Mrs. Butler couldn't find a chance to continue asking, so she didn't pursue it. After all, she rarely saw her son so impatient.

A few days later, Christine found an open space in Charleston, asked Johnny to bury Smith, and planted a tombstone on the grave.

Wiping her tears, Mrs. Wilson cried there: "Poor Smith, he doesn't even have a funeral attendant. Does he have a wife?"

As soon as this question came out, Christine immediately remembered that Smith once said that his wife was in the Butler Manor, and she murmured: "Yeah, no matter what, her wife should come to the grave to have a look." .”

Then she hesitated, and went to Rhett to talk about it.

In the past few days, she has been deeply trapped in a feeling of self-blame, and the reason is nothing more than regret, regret for having such a bad idea to let Smith go to the north, regret for buying Smith but not taking good care of him all the time.

She felt that she had indirectly carried a human life, which made her sleepless. She was ashamed of Smith's gratitude to her, and Smith must have hated her to death when he died.

Therefore, she must personally apologize to Smith's wife, and let her come to her husband's grave to have a look at Smith.

For this reason, she stepped into the Butler Manor again.

She walked into the manor wearing her only black flock that could be regarded as a formal dress, a black Fontaine hat and gloves.

Passing through layers of luxurious and complicated colonnade gates, surrounded by farmers and slaves who have worked hard for ten years, the whole huge manor looks magnificent and magnificent against the background of these black slaves and luxurious whitewashing.

She was brought into the drawing room, still carrying the cold outside, which made her deliberately walk into the fire, and Christine stood in front of the wood-burning fireplace, feeling that she was used to the cold because of the fierce cold wind and waves outside. , also used to numb limbs, suddenly standing in such a warm room, but a little don't know where to put his feet.

There was a soft carpet under her feet, and her boots were stained with muddy water. She was a little embarrassed to step on it directly, so she paced back and forth in front of the fireplace, taking every step carefully and cautiously.

The room was surprisingly quiet, with the smell of brandy mixed with the smell of meat products floating in the air.

Can smell the core of burnt charcoal in the fireplace.

She tried to declare that she would treat Rhett Butler with a calm attitude later, after all, she was the one who came to visit, so don't let herself show dissatisfaction with the other party.

Although she was really dissatisfied.

Rhett came in quickly, he was not dressed very formally, only a white shirt was left on his body, and the front three buttons were unbuttoned, Christine could see the strong muscles inside the shirt, and The soft black chest hair, unfortunately Christine has a deep heart, and has no interest in looking at the seemingly warm chest.

Out of politeness, she looked away and resisted paying attention to his chest.

Her cold attitude also made Rhett restrain his smile appropriately. He said in a nasal voice: "Miss Wilson, you surprised me. I thought I would never see you again in this life."

There was a taste of alcohol in his mouth, and Christine contemptuously, alcoholic.

She said: "I have a request concerning Mrs. Smith in your estate."

"About Smith—" Rhett protracted the syllable, "I think I still owe you an explanation, although I know you may not want to hear it. But it is true that you misunderstood me."

"Is that so, it doesn't matter, actually it doesn't matter anymore." Christine's tone was very cold, she was not interested in listening to any explanation at all, as she said, it doesn't matter anymore.

She was really upset with Rhett, but she wasn't going to start a big fight with the Charleston people over it, because she couldn't argue, because she couldn't argue with anyone.

Who is she to blame?

Blame Rhett?

Can she beat him?

He even got her kicked out of Charleston if he advertised that she was a spy sent by the Catholic Church.

She also has an entire family to support.

She was not capable of fighting any native Charleston, all she had were useless sympathizers and poor self-esteem.She could do nothing but blame herself and be annoyed.

Rhett glanced at Christine, he really didn't see through this woman, she always did nothing when he thought she would fight back, and stood up when he thought she would do nothing, She is so contradictory, a contradictory and complex combination.

He said, "Then what is your purpose here?"

Christine said her request very simply, "Let Smith's wife mourn her husband, and I hope you will give her this time."

Rhett wiped his trouser pocket with one hand, "It's perfectly fine, but I didn't know his wife was in our estate."

"Yes, Mr. Butler, she is here, nothing else, thank you."

She turned to leave, but was stopped by Rhett, "Listen, Miss Wilson, about Smith, I hope you will listen carefully to my explanation."

"Mr. Butler, I'm sorry I'm in a hurry."

Christine had already made up her mind.

She turned around, intending to open the door, but was suddenly pulled by a force.

The force was so brutal that Christine had no room to resist.

Rhett grabbed her wrist and pulled her back indoors, and pulled her onto the sofa, forcing Christine to sit down.

Christine refused to sit down, Rhett hugged her legs, bent her knees and hugged her on the sofa to sit.

Christine looked at the solemn and serious expression on Rhett's face, which she had never seen before, which she thought would never appear on Rhett's face.

Rhett pressed her shoulder with one hand and forced her to look up at him, with some irritability in his tone, "Miss Wilson, I didn't expect you to have times when your mind is not clear."

Christine glared at him angrily, "What's wrong with you?"

Reid walked around behind the sofa, and at some point there was a smile on the corner of his mouth again, but he was a little sinister, "I just think you have suddenly become unintelligent, have you forgotten that I have a so-called relationship with the Hanks family? Blood feud?"

Christine looked back at Rhett with very unfriendly eyes, "I remember."

"So I said, Hanks slandered me in this matter, don't you understand? Why do I and the Hanks family stand on the same line? When did I become friends with my enemy? This is all Hanks trying to get back at me for 'killing' his son and daughter."

Christine's voice was slightly hoarse, "Yes, Mr. Butler, you are right, maybe it is, but is it really important? I don't care what the truth is, Smith is dead, I really Don't care anymore."

Reid propped his hands on the sofa, with a casual smile all the time, "You don't care, but I care, I care how you think of me."

After listening, Christine looked at him with puzzled eyes, "Why do you care?"

Reid's smile is very chic, his eyes will be slightly narrowed when he smiles, and his brows are slightly raised in that bad smile, bringing up the thin forehead lines on his forehead, "Can't you see it?"

"Sorry I can't see it."

He leaned his hands and the pockets of his trousers slightly against the sofa, and his gestures gave people a slutty appearance, but what was in his heart, Christine couldn't understand, it was a kind of cunning that only belonged to Rhett Butler .

He slowly grinned that dangerous smile, "Because I want to grow a flower with you."

One bloomed on the back of Christine's neck, and when she lowered her head, it bent like a flower that was about to wither after blooming.

Christine didn't understand, what is this man doing?Is it necessary to speak so literaryly when quarreling?

So soon, Rhett added: "Maybe you didn't understand, so let me put it another way, I want you to be my lover."

As soon as the words fell, Christine fell into a long trance.

But she was not frightened, but quickly fought back, her thinking was very quick, and soon she also showed an indifferent smile and asked: "Then may I ask, is it the married one or the unmarried one? "

Rhett replied without thinking, "I'm not interested in marriage if you—"

"enough."

She didn't want to hear any more.

She was literally insulted by Rhett once.

What he meant was that he was pursuing her, and he wanted to marry her, but he wouldn't know that the medium was marrying her.

Is he despising her origin?

No matter what Christine said, she came from a serious person. In his opinion, this kind of statement was simply looking down on her.

What kind of person did he think of her?

If most women would fly into a rage and accuse Rhett after hearing this sentence, Kristen obviously wouldn't.

Even if she does feel that this man is an shameless bastard at the moment.

She just quietly stood up from the sofa, looked at Rhett with a slightly contemptuous look, "I'm not interested in cooperating with you to demean yourself."

Rhett approached Christine like a black cat, a bottle of rum in his hand, with an unhurried confidence, "You don't have to feel insulted, I don't mean that at all."

She'd be damned if she didn't feel insulted.

She got up, glanced at him expressionlessly, took off the shawl from the hanger, wrapped it around her shoulders, and said a slang saying, "If the heart is strong, the iron armor is hard to break, I will go first, no need Go, Mr. Butler."

Then she pushed open the door and left.

She won't step here again, today she finally saw Rhett Butler's shamelessness and sense of immorality.

As for Smith's death, it was still an unsolved case, but she couldn't pursue it anymore.

Although she began to believe it in her heart, it might have nothing to do with Rhett.