[Pride and Prejudice] Sky Bookstore

Wickham did not move in the car, he seemed determined to remain silent to the end.

This man was unexpectedly lacking in manners. It seemed that after the gorgeous outer skin was exposed, the rotten dry bones inside could show all the ugly emotions.

Skye looked at the surrounding buildings again, it was already very late, and only three lights were still on on this street.She chose one at random, walked up the clean steps, and knocked on the door softly.

"Mr. Darcy, there is a lady below asking for help." The butler opened the door of Darcy's study for the second time, and the fire in the fireplace was somewhat extinguished. The host, Mr. Darcy, was still buried in the complicated things with a straight back.

It is not easy to take charge of a big business.It was his son who had been working late at night for old Mr. Darcy.Some figures and behaviors have been passed down from generation to generation, and they always overlap exceptionally by candlelight.

Darcy had also heard the movement downstairs just now.

He pressed the bridge of his nose and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The lady said that there was something wrong with her carriage, and she wanted to borrow the carriage." The housekeeper said word by word.

Knocking on the door in the middle of the night is an annoying thing, but this young lady's etiquette is thoughtful, and it seems that she has indeed encountered a problem.But it was up to Mr. Darcy to decide whether to help.

Since it is called Miss.That must be someone with status.London's social circle is only so big, and Darcy was found at the door, if he didn't go out to receive him, there would inevitably be a lot of gossip.

He nodded and stood up from his seat.Out of the corner of my eye is the "Homer Epic" placed on the corner of the table.The book has curled a bit from repeated reading.But now the book is covered with a thin layer of dust, which is actually what happened in the past few days.

Darcy has been completely disappointed with the owner of the bookstore.He thought that putting this book on the shelf one day would be a good ending.

Skye was left in the living room, and the night servant poured her a cup of black tea.

She thanked him politely, and took a sip.The temperature in the room was much higher than outside, she leaned on the sofa a little tiredly, drowsy.

But this is a strange place after all, and Skye's heart was still tense. She yawned a little, and covered it well with a handkerchief, but it couldn't change the fact that there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Her vision was a little blurry, and she vaguely saw a man walking down the stairs.The brain didn't give any useful information at the first time, she just subconsciously felt that this scene was very familiar, Darcy was so casual in the bookstore back then...

wrong!

Skye settled with a yawn.Suddenly felt something was wrong.She had a guess in her heart, but she was even more afraid to raise her eyes to confirm who the owner of this family was.

Originally, she had already made a draft in her heart, and after seeing the other party, no matter whether the other party was a respectable old woman or a young lady, she could say thank you first, and then make a request.

But London is so big, and there are so many rich people.This is a city stepping into industry. The possibility of meeting factory owners or upstarts is so high, but she happened to knock on the door of a manor owner? !

That's not how it's played!

It shouldn't be like this!

The long-standing good self-cultivation and facial expressions are a little cracked.Skye could even hear her neck being lifted up stiffly. She glanced at Mr. Darcy who was already standing in front of her, took another look to confirm, and finally heard her dry greeting: "What a coincidence! It's...Mr. Darcy!"

Skye's scalp tingled.She didn't know how she was going to handle this unexpected meeting.

In the morning, she sternly rejected Mr. Darcy's door-to-door invitation, and in the evening, Feng Shui took turns knocking on his door for help.

"Good evening, Miss Holt." There was no extra expression on Darcy's face.Seeing that Skye was about to stand up hastily, he stretched out his hand and pressed it vaguely, "I have heard the housekeeper tell you about your request. I have a carriage in my backyard, and I have already sent someone to prepare it."

Darcy didn't care much about his invitation to be rejected.

Compared to this simple refusal this time, he is still worried about whether the letter he simply came to explain will be regarded as a love letter by Skye.But in comparison, Wickham is not a good man to any woman. Skye and... have the same name and surname. John's behavior is just like... that Skye at the beginning.

Darcy also thought in his heart that the invitation was just an attempt. Even if he really met Skye, the girl who fell in love might not be able to listen to his words.

Being rejected is not necessarily a bad thing.

Now... everything has taken a strange turn after seven years.Darcy had been delayed returning home because of that Skye, which was pretty rare on his punctual schedule.

But this time, Darcy lent the carriage to another Skye to go home, which is bound to affect his journey to visit his friends.

A gentleman would never refuse a lady's request, and Darcy tried his best to rule out the influence that the lady's name was Skye Holt, and provided help regardless of previous suspicions.

"Thank you so much." Standing in front of Darcy, Skye really didn't know what to say.It seems that apart from the relationship between the shopkeeper and the book buyer, she has no other means.

There was no further reply from Darcy.Skye held back for a long time, and said again: "Your decoration here is really beautiful."

There is nothing wrong with this compliment.

Darcy's house was built strictly according to the fashionable fashion in London.The wallpaper on the wall is beautiful in design and color, the design of the fireplace is ingenious and atmospheric, the table furniture is made of Angou wood, the chandelier on the ceiling is crystal clear, occupying a large space, every piece of glass has been wiped clean, and the floor The carpet is beautifully patterned, and it is as soft as walking on the clouds.

"I bought it directly from the original owner of the house, none of the designs were written by me."

A good compliment should be perfect, and it can make the host and guest enjoy themselves.But it happened that this time he encountered a monolith.

Darcy's words brought the atmosphere down to freezing point again.

"This is a very old house." Skye praised Darcy's vision in real estate.

"How to say?"

"Uh..." Skye froze for a moment, a normal person would just say a few words when he heard the compliment, how could anyone ask for specific details?Moreover, there is not much to say about the year of the house.

But it must be said that there are still some, and the parties may not be happy to hear it.

"Well... the reliefs on the walls and furniture are all rose patterns, which were popular in London at the beginning of this century because of a certain duke. But..."

"But what?" Darcy just wanted to end the topic when he asked.He didn't expect that Skye really had an answer, and the answer seemed to be serious.

"Well... you can see that this kind of relief has a dead rose petal, and the duke's lover is a little older than him... so this is a metaphor, like I still love you when you are old And so on... But in the end, the relationship between the Duke and the commoner ended in tragedy. The lover gradually aged, and the romantic love did not last long. The woman died in desperate waiting."

"What is the lady's occupation at home?"

Skye hesitated for a moment, and she realized that she had turned the topic in a direction that was not easy to control, and the final result might not be worthy of Darcy.

But she still said: "I said she is a commoner, there is only love between them and no marriage... In fact, she is... □□."

Darcy froze for a moment after hearing this answer.

Skye saw that he had reached this level, so he simply finished the sentence: "This kind of thing is very taboo. I said that this pattern is popular, but no matter how obsessed, it is unlikely that anyone will use it in architecture. The only possibility is... This is the house the Duke left for that woman."

This is what Jinwu Zangjiao means.

Dukes have legal wives on record.The woman is also born in a famous family and is worth a lot of money.In this case, the house given to the mistress by the duke is naturally strictly confidential.No matter how delicate and delicate it is inside, not many people know about it.

The owner of the house may have changed hands several times, and Darcy himself did not know it when it was in his hands.

Now, Darcy's face was ugly.He heard that what Skye said was well-founded, but he still had some doubts: "Where did you hear this story?"

"Just some gossip." In fact, one of Skye's partners brought it up.In the social circle, there are always such precautions. It is not easy to not step on the thunder and understand everything by heart.

Darcy should be glad that he didn't tell all the ladies his address in London, otherwise his choice of this house would be a big joke.

Now the face of the man opposite is ashen.It couldn't be better than the weather outside.

Skye thought Darcy would refuse to communicate with her.She figured that the issue of the carriage should probably be dealt with.

At this time, Darcy suddenly said: "I'm not likely to return to London to live in the future. If it is really the one you said, I will explain it to the new owner when I sell the house later, so as not to let others Losing money on the same issue..."

"Even if this will make the loss fall on your head?" Skye asked in surprise.

"This is due to my negligence, let's treat it as a failed investment." Darcy nodded and replied.

He stood up from the sofa and said to Skye with a solemn expression: "What I want to tell you is another thing..."

Just as Darcy was about to speak, he heard someone knock on the door. The butler opened the door again, and he stood alone in the night. He was wearing a black three-piece suit, almost blending into the night.

But even so, even though there was a certain distance between him and Darcy, Darcy recognized the identity of this person at the first time, he gritted his teeth and called out the name of the person-"Wei-han! "