[Pride and Prejudice] Sky Bookstore

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Skye was still sleeping with his head covered in pillows, when he heard someone slapping on the door of the bookstore frantically.The person who came was using so much force that the whole bookstore had the illusion of shaking with him.

Skye is angry about getting up, it seems that she also has the habit of staying in bed.The final result is that she is entangled between the two, and she has already cursed the guy who doesn't know who it is, but her body is still in love with the warm pillow and blanket and does not want to be separated.

In a hurry, she pulled out a pillow beside her, turned over, and threw it towards the door forcefully.The pillow doesn't weigh much, but it's surprisingly bulky.

The person who knocked on the door was startled, and as the pillow hit the store door, it slowly slid down, and the inside and outside fell into a strange silence.

Skye only felt that the world had quieted down in a half-dream and half-awake state.She smacked her lips in satisfaction, ready to go back to sleep.

But after a while, the knocker knocked harder.The shopkeeper next door who only knocked came out, looking at the irascible guest curiously.

But if you think about it, it's probably the weird Skye from the sky bookstore who drove away the good gentleman in anger...

Mr. Darcy originally thought that he really wouldn't have any meaningful communication with Skye.Some recognition just needs to be kept in the heart, and Skye is indeed not a likable person in a broad sense.

But all these good ideas were wiped out before he even archived them.

Last night Mr. Darcy had begun leafing through the volume of Homer in which Skye's notes were written.He is very familiar with this book, mainly reading the part of Skye's notes.

In the past, Darcy also believed that fonts can reflect a person's character, but can only reflect a person's moral character.But the note-taker really has nothing in common with Skye.

What Darcy saw in his notes was a friend who was far-sighted, dared to imagine without losing basic knowledge, and was funny and gentle. It was almost when he came to this conclusion that the notes came to an abrupt end in the next few pages.

It came to an abrupt end.

I didn't write any more!

This feeling is like being pushed when you are about to reach the other side, or a conclusion is only half given.This part of Skye's content was written with ups and downs, but when the textual research was about to end, it was suddenly blank.

This man must be playing himself!In the middle of the night, Mr. Darcy closed the book forcefully, but was so angry that he couldn't speak.How could he believe that the tricky shopkeeper would take the initiative to reconcile, he is indeed not an ignorant person, but what is worse than that is that he is mocking him with what he has learned!Knowledge should not be used in this way, just as a scholar would not laugh at another colleague.

Darcy threw the book on the bed viciously, but unwillingly picked it up again and read it again.

So the night passed quickly in the process of being angry and reading.

Skye finally opened the store door impatiently.

Her hair was disheveled as if she had just experienced a typhoon, and her hair was tilted to one side, revealing the curve of her beautiful neck.Walking to the door, she was close to the sun, and shouted: "Why is it you again! Why is it always you!"

Everything is given away, what else does he want!

The shopkeeper's skin is almost transparent in the sun.Just as Skye took a closer look at Darcy for the first time yesterday, it was also the first time for Darcy to see this annoying shopkeeper clearly.

The current state of the Sky Bookstore is that although the store is still very dry, the light is not suitable for reading and selling books.The shopkeeper looks like a dark creature inside, and can only see a vague silhouette all year round.

When Mr. Darcy looked carefully this time, he suddenly felt that the shopkeeper in front of him was as delicate as a girl.

He asked mysteriously, "How old are you now?"

Skye's heart skipped a beat at his question.All of a sudden, I lost sleepiness.She took a small step back vigilantly, returning to the safe shadow area, and then replied: "21 years old."

He really didn't look like someone in his twenties.There was a flash of doubt in Darcy's mind, but he quickly skipped this detail and walked into the shop instead.

There was a 'snap'.A large book was placed on the desk, raising a lot of dust.Mr. Darcy, who put the book down, didn't expect this to happen, and was stimulated by the dust and sneezed loudly.It was very embarrassing for a while.

Skye saw that this gentleman hadn't set up his posture to ask questions, so he made such a big ugliness. It's not good to smile at the side, and it's not good not to smile, the whole facial expression is weird.

Especially because of this sneeze, which caused Mr. Darcy's eyes to show a teary feeling.He was clearly staring at Skye angrily, but he showed a watery and pitiful look.

Skye's heart softened.

She coughed dryly, tried to make a serious gesture and asked, "What happened, why are you so angry?"

After yesterday's conversation, Skye unilaterally believed that although she and this gentleman could not be regarded as good friends, they should not be regarded as hostile relations.What's more, she has given away all her books, and there is nothing else she can do.

Darcy pointed to the book, looking unwilling to speak.

But Skye could see his embarrassment coming.

The departure of the servants around him caused Darcy not to carry a handkerchief in his pocket before going out this morning, and there was no way to wipe away his tears at this time.

Meeting this shopkeeper was his worst moment!

Skye took a look at the book on the table, which was the one she just sent out yesterday.She couldn't think of any problem, but she found a clean handkerchief and handed it to Darcy.

When he saw the handkerchief, Darcy couldn't believe it. He didn't take it at the first time, mainly because he was worried about the use of the handkerchief at the shopkeeper and the shelf life.

His expression was almost written on his face, and Skye found helplessly that he still didn't know anything about the origin and identity of Mr. Darcy, but he was already an expert in interpreting his facial expressions. A "Mr. Darcy Interpretation Handbook" could be published.I don't know how this guy developed his temper.

She handed it forward helplessly, and said, "It's clean, I just washed it out yesterday."

Although due to poor health and the necessity of concealment, Skye appears to be rather scruffy on the outside.But as a well-educated young lady, some of her habits are still properly maintained in adversity, such as handkerchiefs, and her love for books.

Naturally, Darcy would not know about this.

After hesitating for a while, Darcy finally took the handkerchief and wiped himself clean carefully.

Ok, now comes the problem.

It's not good for him to return the handkerchief, and it's not good to put it away.The eldest young master, whose family was wealthy and superior to others, had never encountered such an embarrassing situation. For a moment, he forgot the fundamental purpose of his coming, and got entangled in the handkerchief.

"You can wash it and return it to me. I don't mind if it's incense." Skye was serious for no longer than three seconds. At this time, his bad temper came up, and he narrowly asked Mr. Darcy to wash his handkerchief.

As she said this, she thought of Darcy washing his handkerchief.This handsome man always looks omnipotent. It is not very difficult to wash a handkerchief without the help of a servant.

Darcy was silent for a while. He stared at the handkerchief for a while, and suddenly realized that this handkerchief was not a man's handkerchief. "Why do you have women's handkerchiefs here?"

Three possibilities.

The first type is that the shop owner has a person who has been in close contact with him, and this is a gift from the other party.

But the owner of the store doesn't seem to be a social person. To put it bluntly, Mr. Darcy doesn't believe that such a man can find a woman.

The second type is that the shopkeeper has an unknown hobby and steals other people's handkerchiefs to satisfy his own dark thoughts.

Darcy knew that such a person existed, and although he could not understand it, he had indeed seen the possibility.

The third type, the owner...

Darcy watched the man's movements in the shopkeeper's gestures.If it is said that his appearance will give people a certain illusion, then the actions of this typical man can definitely show his identity.In any case, asking whether the other person is a woman is still too much.

Mr. Darcy silently swallowed the last guess.

At this time, he heard Skye seriously make up the knife and said: "My sister gave it to me. I always carry it with me...but there is no chance to get another one..."

Everyone knows that Skye's sister died in a fire.

The voice sounded very heavy, and Mr. Darcy had already learned about what happened to Skye from the ramblings of the tax officer.He had never sympathized with her before, but now that he is familiar with her, he can also assume that, after all, he also has a younger sister... If something like this happens to her, then he will be very sad.

Mr. Darcy, who can empathize with himself, silently accepted Skye's answer.

After this huge episode, he finally refocused on the original question.

"This book···"

"what?"

"You haven't finished writing!"

Skye was a little confused by his statement.But she thought for a while following Mr. Darcy's train of thought, and tentatively replied: "I gave you this book, and the content in the book is just something for me to pass the time at night. It's like you went to buy red wine and poured it It’s like throwing away the wine inside and leaving only the bottle for collection, I don’t think what I write will be more exciting than epic.”

"I don't do things like throw away drinks."

Darcy replied quickly, and immediately regretted it after he finished speaking, and turned his head to another place for the first time, silently pretending to be looking at the books on the wall.

It took Skeka a long time to realize that this was a humorous joke of Mr. Darcy's.

She asked tremblingly, "You... are you kidding me?!"

Darcy was unwilling to answer this question, but his ears turned slightly red.

There is another question, Skye thought of the black bruises under Mr. Darcy's eyes, and asked in surprise: "I said, you didn't read this book last night, did you?!" If so In this case, it is indeed a very dishonest thing for Carvin halfway.

Of course, this is something that even death cannot admit.

Mr. Darcy still answered everything with silence.

Cut, just call him Mr. Silence from now on.

The shopkeeper yawned in disbelief.