[Pride and Prejudice] Sky Bookstore

"Mr. Skye, your letter..." The postman of the small town rarely stopped at the door of Sky Bookstore.

The town is small, and everyone knows each other's affairs very well.Like this Mr. Skye, whose family has declined and relatives have been separated and passed away, it is really strange that he actually received a letter.

The postman looked at Skye several times curiously, hoping that he could answer his doubts.But Skye's mind wasn't on the postman, she didn't even notice the postman's gaze.

Darcy was reading in the bookstore as usual that day. He had already stayed in the town for a while, and the return date was set, and the plan had been told to Skye.

Darcy looked up and saw Skye's undisguised surprise that the shopkeeper had signed for the unexpected letter - the edges of the letter were frayed, and the envelope was slightly bumpy due to a little rain.It's a letter from afar, but it doesn't look like anything special.

Skye glanced at the address of the letter, then glanced at Darcy in a normal way, and then his expression remained unchanged.She stood at the door of the store and opened the letter, reading the letter without any fuss.

Darcy saw that he casually placed the letter among the books on the shelf—since Skye had no intention of sharing various contents, this matter was easily forgotten like the fallen leaves outside the door.

"You really should see a doctor for your headache." The doctor who was rejected by Skye returned the same way last time, and didn't even see his own patient.During this period of time, Darcy saw that Skye had a headache twice again, and the symptoms were very serious, but when he saw that Skye had nothing to do on weekdays, he felt that this should not be a terminal illness.

Darcy had speculated that Skye was drug dependent or something like that, but no one who was dependent on a drug had ever had an episode every few days.After describing this symptom with the doctor, the guess given by the professionals is just some kind of neurological migraine, and there is no prescribed drug, at most it is painkiller.

But before a definite diagnosis, the medicine should not be taken indiscriminately.

"Have you always cared so much about people who have nothing to do with you?" Skye asked helplessly.

"Are we just unrelated people?" Darcy glanced at her.

"Okay." Skye sighed. She tried to find a word to describe the relationship between her and Darcy from the sea of ​​words. Obviously, a word was very clear, but she was shy and expressed it. , Skye bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, her expression could be said to be gnashing of teeth, obviously this kind of thing should be said by Darcy - "Are we...friends?"

Her tone was a bit uncertain, and the extended tone reserved some leeway. If Darcy had satirized her with this word, she would have been able to swallow the word in time, as if nothing had happened.

But Darcy nodded—the rich young master agreed to Skye's adjective weakly but very clearly. He carefully planned the relationship between himself and the shopkeeper. Although it seemed a bit unconventional, but It is also enough to meet all the meanings of the word friend in the dictionary.

Such a conversation made the two people in the store very uncomfortable.Darcy coughed dryly, looked at the cat basking in the sun at the door, and reminded Skye: "Your cat hasn't been fed today..."

Skye looked at the book in her hand and said without raising her head: "They are all wild cats. If they are fed on a regular basis, they will not be..." Her words stopped abruptly, as if she had thought of something, she flipped through the pages very anxiously. After turning a page, this topic was also turned over.

Darcy was very used to Skye's inconsistent style of conversation.At this time he was not depressed because of his sudden stop.But for Skye to use "them" to describe the wild cats, and then patiently feed them like serving the elders, so that words and deeds are inconsistent, but it is still a bit dumbfounding.

The owner of the store was not as cold-hearted as he imagined. Darcy predicted that he would definitely wait for less than 10 minutes before walking to the door of the store to serve the little animals.

Truth be told, Skye was surprisingly coordinated when feeding the cat.It's not the creepy scene where a weirdo feeds a cat, but a very ordinary and heartwarming scene.

I believe that if Skye is replaced with a young woman of similar age, it will be a very beautiful thing.The picture imagined in his mind softened Mr. Darcy's heart, but in reality, when Skye was feeding the cat, he would always say nothing, which was really helpless.

"What do you eat! You have eaten so much, don't you know how to let your younger siblings!"

"Hey! Didn't you eat well yesterday? Why are you picky eaters today! Didn't you steal the salted fish from Mrs. Brown's backyard? You know you're miserable when you lose your hair!"

"And you... yes, I'm talking about you, don't rub it after eating... Damn it! Don't rub my pants! Hey!"

According to Skye, everything in this small town has a name, including a few free-range cats that are nominally feral.One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, under the guidance of the shopkeeper, Darcy was forced to memorize the characteristics of all the cats for 10 minutes.

He had to admit that every cat was unique.Especially when they rub against his trouser legs, you always have to know which one is making trouble.

Wait until Skye finishes serving all the cats.These little guys are all licking their fur under the sun, honestly spread out in a row... To be honest, Darcy has never seen this kind of scene anywhere before, but at the shop owner, he can see it every time .

Weird people keep weird cats.Although they are indeed cute.

Darcy turned hastily before Skye looked back, and he would never admit that he had watched Skye feed the cat for half an hour.

But the shopkeeper who returned to the shop continued to read without noticing it.

Darcy finally couldn't hold back this time, after all, Skye had spent too much time on the same book.

"Why is it still the Bible?"

"What?" Skye raised his head blankly, and looked at Darcy incomprehensibly.

Darcy was a little helpless by those black eyes.Skye is much harder than those lying down cats.On the surface, you seem to have the upper hand, but in fact, you have never learned the details about him.

"The Bible... You have been reading this book for several days." To be more precise, Skye has not changed his reading list since Anna's wedding.He did not share what he saw in the book with Darcy as before, but read with his head covered, turning the pages over and over again to read some specific content.

"Ah..." Skye patted her head suddenly, some of her actions were always not in line with etiquette, and people couldn't bear to look at her casually.But she answered Darcy's question: "I'm just looking... Do you know how many resurrection stories are recorded in this book?"

"I think everyone who has been to church since childhood knows." Darcy replied with a frown.

"Then... there is nothing to say." Skye continued to read his book without interest.Darcy thinks that if he still can't find a wife in the future, maybe there will be another excuse that can be attributed to religion, and it is a ridiculously clumsy reason to pretend that he is a pure soul serving God.

Skye bowed his head and stroked the pages.The fragile and flexible touch of the paper gave her peace of mind.After watching it for so long, she has already understood most of the contents.Perhaps a pastor by profession could not have been more authoritative than her in this regard, and of course there is only one answer—there are three such stories written in the New Testament, and two in the Old Testament.The dead are raised, none more powerful than God Himself.

People who have gone through hardships always have two extremes. One is to believe in all life-saving straws, and the other is to know that only oneself can save oneself.

late at night.

Darcy is still writing the materials he wants to browse in the hotel.If there is no accident, he will be in contact with these written things every day and night in the future.

After returning to Pemberley this time, his father will arrange for him to inspect the factory and manor on the spot.The Darcy family has investments in many industries.The proportion of each business in the industry is different, but as long as the eggs are not in the same basket, some of them will always be safe in the end.

During the reading interval, Darcy looked at the lamps in the hands of the patrolmen outside the window.

His greatest achievement in the small town was meeting a strange shopkeeper.The term has gradually become neutral from its derogatory meaning at the beginning.Darcy read more new books and changed his mind here than he had in years.

Until now, he still disagrees with some of the views of the owner, but the collision of thinking has undoubtedly brought a lot of new things.

After the day after tomorrow, it is impossible for him to return to live in the small town so frequently.The fate between Sky Bookstore and him will probably end in these few days.It's impossible for the shop owner not to understand this truth, but they all behaved very naturally and ended the relationship completely.

The thought of going back to society... To quote Skye's adjective 'dive headlong into' society and take on one's own responsibilities.That guy's knowledge and talent are not bad. If he didn't just guard a bookstore, he might have achieved something.

Darcy felt 12 regrets for the gentleman who had the intention of buying the bookstore before and finally chose to give up.He hoped that Charles could drive Skye out of the Sky Bookstore, so that Skye, who had fought his last battle, might be able to regain the focus of his life.

As a friend of Skye, if Skye really fell out of the street, there was always a place in Pemberley for Skye to settle down.Such an assumption was sound, but it did not proceed as Mr. Darcy expected.

Between thinking and reviewing, it was night and autumn in a blink of an eye. There were a little more letters in the last few days, and the autumn hunt was almost over, and his father was also urging him to return to Bloomberg.

Darcy rubbed the bridge of his nose and blinked his dry eyes.

There were three unread letters spread out on the table, and Darcy picked them up and arranged them in order of address.The bottom one was a reply letter. He had written to the trustee to investigate Skye's family background, but now he obviously didn't need it anymore. He put the letter at the end, thinking about whether to spy on his friend's past.

Suddenly, a scream sounded from the silent street—"It's on fire!... It's on fire!" The crimson that came into view.

A building on the street suddenly caught fire.Most of the people who went to bed early were awakened from their sleep. They ran to the street in their pajamas, observed the situation blankly, and then rushed back home nervously, looking for containers that could hold water, and rushed to help put out the fire.

Darcy stood in front of the window and was stunned for three seconds.

Then he suddenly realized that the sky bookstore was on fire, and Skye should still be inside!