[Pride and Prejudice] Wisdom

Although Lydia thought that she would meet Wickham, she never thought that it would come so soon.

They had just left home and hadn't walked a few steps when a clear male voice stopped them from behind.

"Is...Miss Elizabeth?" I have to say, this voice is very nice, like a born noble son.

Elizabeth obviously didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly, and she turned around immediately.

"Mr. Wickham!" There was surprise in her tone, and she turned her head to him afterwards and said, "This is my sister..."

"Miss Lydia." Wickham accepted her words with a smile, stepped up a few steps, and stood with them.

Seeing that he could even remember the names of people he didn't know very well, Elizabeth's impression of him was even better.

Lydia greeted him indifferently. After all, it was a bit alarming to show her dislike for him now.

"Where are you going?" He was a head taller than Lydia, standing beside Lydia at this time, with his head slightly lowered, and asked Elizabeth, the distance from Lydia was a bit ambiguous.

Lydia lamented in her heart that she was indeed a playboy, while staying away from him in disgust.

"It's going to Aunt Philip's house." Elizabeth happily told him her destination.

"In this way, we are on the same road." Wickham's voice was also very happy, and his eyes passed over Lydia without a trace.

Thinking of walking with Wickham for the next part of the way, Lydia felt very delicate.

She was probably a little excited because she could see the effortless scene of opening her eyes and talking nonsense.

Sure enough, as Lydia expected, Elizabeth tentatively asked why he didn't come to the dance that day?Is it really because of lack of time?Wickham immediately seized the opportunity to talk about his regrets and troubles.

He said for a moment that he was busy, but when Elizabeth said that his friend, Mr. Danny, had told her that he was avoiding a certain person, Wickham talked about other things. stand up.

This attitude further convinced Elizabeth that he did not go because of Mr. Darcy. In this regard, she opened her mouth to Lydia, expressing her meaning very clearly.

"Look, look at the real face of that damned Mr. Darcy."

Lydia easily read these words from Elizabeth's mouth movements and expressions.

While thinking of her silly sister, she frowned and wondered how to make her understand Wickham's true face.

Naturally, Wickham also noticed something was wrong with the two sisters, his eyes darkened, and the topic turned to Lydia.

"There's something, I don't know if I should say it..." He hesitated, arousing Elizabeth's curiosity to a large extent.

"I don't care, Wickham, just tell me." Elizabeth encouraged him.

Wickham also seemed to be infected by her actions, and immediately became full of confidence.

He looked at Lydia with tender eyes, no matter how he looked at it, he seemed to be pretending to be innocent.

At least Lydia thought so.

"Miss Lydia...you...seem to have a good relationship with Mr. Darcy?" He faltered, hiding half of what he said, which made people even more curious.

Lydia smiled at him: "I really don't know where you got it, Mr. Wickham."

Her words made Wickham, who was going to follow the routine of "Yes, Mr. Wickham, how do you know?" "Oh, it's just what I saw." After a while, he felt a little annoyed with Lydia.

But what should be pretended is still to be pretended. On the surface, he is still the gentleman officer with a very good temper.

"It's just that it can be seen from how special he is to you." Wickham said slowly.

"That's really strange. As someone who has been treated specially, why can't I feel it at all? Mr. Wickham, you are really amazing." Lydia said to him innocently.

These words sounded wrong everywhere, Elizabeth sensitively smelled the smell of gunpowder in Qizhong, and interrupted her sister's words.

"You ask about the relationship between them. Is there something wrong with Mr. Darcy?" Although Elizabeth also had some doubts about Lydia's attitude towards Wickham, she also felt that it was Darcy's problem, so She pointed her finger at Darcy, hoping to make Lydia sober.

But Wickham answered other questions first: "Actually, I don't go to the ball, because as the time of the ball is approaching, I think it's better not to meet a certain gentleman, because I will go to the ball with him." To spend hours in a room at a ball would embarrass one of them, and so would embarrass the others if something unpleasant happened, so I thought I'd better not go."

Elizabeth groaned a little for Wickham, and told him that it was not his fault, but someone else, who should be ashamed more.

When she said "someone," she looked straight at Lydia, hoping she would understand.

Lydia finally had a general understanding of Wickham's ability to open his eyes and tell lies.

"Then, what does it have to do with this matter when you first asked Mr. Darcy if he had a good relationship with me?" Lydia raised her eyebrows and asked Wickham.

Wickham was not at all awkward about groping Darcy in the dark, on the contrary, he found it very convenient. Hearing Lydia's question, he immediately said: "It's because of my relationship with him, and because I was with him when I was young." Lived in Pemberley, so...knew a lot about him."

"Well, for example." Lydia said she was all ears.

"When he was young, he was very unpopular in the way of people and things, and some people would even whisper to me about his eccentricities."

"...a quirk?" Lydia felt that these two words were really...

"Even...he...he had an ulterior relationship with the maid in Pemberley at the time, and his private life was extremely chaotic." When he said this, his frowning and worried expression almost convinced Lydia up.

However, Lydia still felt that the one who had something to do with this sentence was probably the serious Wickham in front of her.

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