Skye regretted his presumptuousness.Although the current situation is still in a state of stalemate, Skye is already counting down secretly, thinking of giving in in time before the opponent's fist hits him.

Now she finally realized that the man standing in front of her was not only arrogant, but also had a bad temper.It is unnecessary to provoke such a person.

She was wrong, she was really wrong.

"I···"

"Fitzwilliam, a gentleman has found you. It seems that there is something wrong!" A man suddenly pushed open the door of the Sky Bookstore. He looked very anxious, his nose was slightly sweating due to the strenuous exercise, and his voice was also full of excitement. There was a noticeable gasp.

Darcy's eyebrows twitched. He looked at the shopkeeper who had obviously become tough again, threw the bread in his hand into the shopkeeper's arms, and left the bookstore with big strides.

There is no doubt that he will come again when he is free.

The gentleman left the confines of the bookstore with the man who called him.Skye finally breathed a sigh of relief, and she decided to sell him the book tomorrow, so that she would not have to face such a terrible person.

When the two men left, they apparently forgot to close the shop door.Skye walked over slowly and closed the door.

When it was getting dark, it rained heavily.

Skye had to get the books back to the store before they got wet.Although the books at the door are not interesting works, they can be regarded as the type that someone will buy.The reason why those books were placed outside was to leave enough corridors in the bookstore and a place for her to sleep.

Moving back and forth wasted a lot of her energy.When she was hungry, the bread left by Darcy soothed her stomach in a timely manner.This man is also stupid. He spent money on food, but it was cheaper for her...

When Mr. Darcy returned to the hotel, he saw a man he did not know.The other party was dressed in a hunting suit, a set of flannel clothes that seemed to have only been worn a few times, and they were crisp and stylish.But this gentleman himself is not a handsome man.His biggest flaw is his eyes, the whites of the eyes are much more than the pupils, they are light gray, and they look very murderous.

The gentleman showed a courteous smile the first time he saw Darcy, he quickly walked in front of Darcy, and shook hands with him enthusiastically: "Ah! Mr. Darcy, the first time I knew you arrived here Wanted to come over and see you. How long will you be staying here? Is everything going well? Your father mentioned you..."

Darcy listened to the other party's series of remarks.This currently unknown gentleman not only wanted to show his attitude as an elder, but also showed a posture of eager to get to know him, which made his words sound a little weird and gave people a sense of disobedience.

"Are you..." Darcy probably guessed the identity of the other party, but still needs to confirm.

"Ah! You see, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the tax officer here, responsible for the tax work of this small town... Vincent Keller."

"Mr. Keller." Darcy nodded slightly to express his greeting.

"Ah! I haven't asked where you were just now... but no matter where you are, the things are of high quality and low price." Mr. Kaile happily introduced the shops under his management.He had been working as a tax collector for almost ten years.With some extra income from a small shop, he managed what can only be described as a decent life.

But if he can climb up to Mr. Darcy's relationship and get a job in Bloomberg, then the rest of his life may be very different.

With this in mind, the tax officer Kai Le smiled very kindly.

Darcy immediately thought of the owner of the sky bookstore.He had no intention of disturbing the other party's business, but the other party's attitude made him very dissatisfied.

"I visited the bookstore in the small town before. I also visited there when I was a student. The original owner, Claire, was a respected gentleman. Now that the owner has changed, everything is completely different."

Keile was stunned for a moment, and he quickly recalled the comparison between the past and the present of that store, and explained to Darcy with some regret: "It sounds like you had a very pleasant conversation with Mr. Claire. But you may not know it, this Mr. Skye is Claire's distant relative. When the old man was dying, he asked someone to look for Claire, and finally found him. I heard that Mr. Skye was also born in a prominent family. Later, his family fell into ruin and his ancestral house was caught in a fire. If it weren't for Mr. Clare's inheritance, I'm afraid I'd be sleeping on the streets."

"Mr. Skye's temper is not very good either. Don't pay too much attention to that. His younger brothers and sisters all died in the fire, and he was the only one left. It's almost half a year since he came to us, I haven't come out of the blow yet!"

Keller was not an exploitative bureaucrat, although he made a small fortune in addition to collecting taxes.The compassion and integrity that a normal person should have have been preserved in this gentleman.Darcy was a little surprised by Kaile's frankness, but he was still very impatient with his ramblings.

He simply responded to Mr. Keller's words and sent him off.

"Wickham, don't call me back in a hurry because of such a person next time." Before returning to the room, Darcy ordered.

Wickham naturally agreed, although his godfather is Darcy's father, but in essence he is still the son of a servant.Born to bow Darcy's head, naturally he can only obey his heart in everything.

However, asking him to notify in time when someone visits, isn't it his duty to do it!

Wickham watched Darcy go out of the room, full of complaints.He thinks that Skye shopkeeper did a good job!It might be better if Darcy couldn't buy books here.

Thinking of this, Wickham suddenly thought of something.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, crackling on the roof of the bookstore.Skye leaned on the pillow and lit an oil lamp. She reviewed Plato's "Symposium" on a whim, and when she opened the book, she saw the sentence—the longing and pursuit of the completeness is the so-called love.

I heard someone knocking on the door vigorously.

Skye squinted her eyes in displeasure. She didn't want to pay attention to this reckless visitor, but seeing that there were still many candles and a book was about to be finished, after thinking about it, she stood up mysteriously and blew it out. Candles, let the knocker into the shop.

"Sorry to bother you so late. Why did you extinguish the candle?" Wickham shook off the water droplets on his body, some of which fell on the books on the floor, but he didn't care much.

Skye squinted at him without pointing it out.

"Talking with a worthy man is called a candlelight talk, and you are only a presumptuous visitor. Is there any business at this late hour... this... Mr. Darcy's servant?"

Skye didn't think it was Darcy's belated revenge, so she stood there calmly, waiting for the intention of the visitor.

"My name is Wickham, and I am indeed Mr. Darcy's...servant." Wickham didn't like the word 'servant', but the shopkeeper's extreme words were the meaning of his visit.

The heavy rain was accompanied by lightning and thunder, lightning flashed across the sky, and the bookstore was as bright as day in an instant.Wickham saw the title of the brochure in Skye's hand, he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression was a little strange.

Skye saw the whole picture of the servant clearly.

She muttered to herself in a mysterious way: "You should wear a red uniform..."

The idea came from nowhere, but Skye was at least sure it wasn't from her past memories.

When he was still confused, Wickham naturally picked up her words, and said humbly: "Although the garrison is a very honorable job, based on my situation, I think I will still live in Pemberley in the future. "

Skye was not at all interested in his answer.Some strange things always pop up in her head, such as when she sees the screen of Anna's house, she thinks of more beautiful embroidery, or when she sees Mr. Darcy at first sight, she thinks he is an arrogant person.

These rambling associations affected some of her judgments.But it was a part of her and she chose to accept it.

"What did you come to see me for?"

"I just want to tell you one thing."

Wickham paused for a moment, he wanted to see Skye's expression clearly, but now there was no second lightning to provide illumination.

The darkness and the sound of rain blurred all senses.Skye didn't answer, he could only continue talking: "The town's tax collector visited Darcy in the afternoon. Darcy complained a lot to him."

Skye's eyes flashed.She was sure she had never seen this Mr. Wickham before.

So he asked curiously: "This...Mr. Have we met before?"

"No. And until now, I haven't seen your face clearly." A sincere answer can win the favor of the chat partner in the shortest possible time, especially when dealing with people with weird tempers. This trick is especially useful.Wickham continued without thinking: "But I don't really agree with Darcy's decision. Mr. Keller explained your tragic experience to him. I sympathize with it, but he..."

"Since we haven't met before, what made you bother me late at night just to tell me about this?" Skye interrupted his statement.

She was noncommittal about every word this Wickham said.

But the other party's answer is undoubtedly a textbook-like standard: "I just want you to be mentally prepared for the late-night interruption. If you sell the book to Darcy, things will become much easier. Darcy didn't know about my arrival this time. I hope you don't bring this up in front of him."

"Very good. Is there anything else?" Skye received a warning from the other party.In a natural tone, the order to evict the guest was issued.

"No...there is nothing else." Wickham couldn't see Skye's face clearly, and could only judge his state from the voice of the eccentric and stubborn shopkeeper.During college, this trick of his has divided the relationship between Darcy and many classmates without any disadvantage, helping him to have a good popularity, but at this time when this trick is used on this guy, it seems a bit... ··Nowhere to be found.

"Then I will take my leave. Good night, Mr. Skye." Wickham saluted Skye, and then went back into the storm without looking back.

In the dark bookstore, there are a few pairs of green eyes dimly lit.Skye fumbled to light the candle, and watched helplessly as several cats dawdled around her legs.

She sat back on the pile of pillows, picked up a cat, put it on her lap, and stroked it every time.

The groomed cat stretched over her pants, so much that its nails popped out, hooking a hole in Skye's pants.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Skye scolded, but there was nothing he could do about the meowing kitten.

The first time she came to this small town to become a shopkeeper, these cats were meowing at the door of her shop.

The owner of the shop next door explained that Claire used to feed these cats a lot, so these little things have been used to waiting for their food at the door.The shopkeeper next door also joked that this is also a relic left by old Mr. Claire to Skye.

When they said this, the kittens already knew how to rub Skye's trouser legs, raised their heads and flicked their tails.Skye accepted the term 'relic' in silence, and could not get rid of these small animals at all.

She put the Symposium booklet back on the shelf and found a large volume of The Complete Works of Plato.Start re-reading from the first chapter.

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