[Pride and Prejudice] Wisdom

Along the way, Lydia quietly listened to Wickham smearing various aspects of Darcy.

From the indiscretions in his private life to his appearance of seriousness, which are all fake, in the process of Elizabeth's impression of Darcy getting worse, Lydia's sharp mouth skills are also very helpful. Got a basic understanding.

In this way, Wickham's slander was accompanied until they arrived at Aunt Philip's house. Elizabeth was very sympathetic to Wickham's life experience, thinking that he had been enslaved by that hateful Darcy for many years.

Just when Wickham expressed with great generosity that he had let go of the past, Lydia's words made the originally gentle expression on his face crack.

"But I heard Mr. Darcy's version, but...it's not like this at all, Mr. Wickham." Lydia also followed his example, smiling very gently.

Wickham's abnormal reaction was also watched by Elizabeth, and a little doubt arose in her originally sympathetic heart.

Although her first reaction when she heard Lydia's words was that Lydia must have said it indiscriminately, but... why is Wickham's reaction so strange? !

This kind of difference made her vigilant, which was paralyzed by Wickham's big basket of sad words.

Although Wickham said he was shocked, he quickly reacted and showed a sad expression to Lydia: "I really didn't expect that he would smear me like this!"

Even if it's shameless, is it really you who don't want it?Mr Wickham!Lydia only felt that she had seen what it meant to be truly impudent.

She could imagine Wickham's pitiful face saying: "Hello, gentlemen and ladies, I am Mr. Wickham's face, and he doesn't want me anymore."

At the same time, Wickham was thinking in his heart, he never thought that Darcy was really so special to her, and even told her about him.

Thinking of Darcy, Wickham was very resentful. If it hadn't been for Darcy's interference, how could he be a small officer in such a place now?Maybe he has developed a long time ago, and even he has to live by his own face.

This made him a little excited, and at the same time, the gap in reality made him feel a little frustrated, but this didn't dispel his thoughts about Lydia at all, on the contrary, he became even more eager.

Look at how special Darcy is to her. If he abducts her, the expression on his calm face must be very beautiful.

Moreover, maybe I can also take the opportunity to make a fortune, and Lydia is good-looking, no matter what, I won't suffer a bit.

It would be even better if Darcy could wear a green hat.

The more Wickham thought about it, the more excited he became.

"I don't want to say too much about this matter. If I say too much, I am afraid that if others hear it, it will do great harm to Mr. Darcy's reputation. As for my reputation, it is not as good as Mr. Darcy's." , it doesn’t matter, alas.”

After he said this, the expression on his face was very sad, Elizabeth's sympathy rose again, she leaned to his side, and kept comforting him, but, I don't know why, the point in her heart Doubts can't be removed, and between sympathy and reservations, it's unknown.

Next, Wickham asked them not to tell the bad things about Darcy, because he was afraid that Darcy would find fault with the two of them.

The words were reasonable, but Lydia only thought he was farting.

After Wickham said goodbye to them, he was a bit shocked in his flustered heart. After walking for a while, he regretted why he didn't try to find out how much that Miss Lydia knew.

Of course, his remorse is of no avail, but the aggressiveness of Miss Lydia has been thoroughly provoked.

Lydia, who walked into her aunt's house, felt a sudden chill in her whole body.

The two of them came here to a large extent because Elizabeth wanted to see Wickham. Now that the purpose has been achieved, they will come to her aunt's house to talk with her.

Mrs. Philip was also very happy to see her two nieces coming, greeted them happily, and asked them to stay for dinner, and naturally let them play for the rest of the time.

Elizabeth was thinking about Wickham's affairs with all her heart, and Lydia didn't bother her when she saw this, thinking about going out alone.

The so-called search for inspiration went.

Elizabeth also knew that her younger sister was secretly working on some paintings recently, so she didn't care about it, and just nodded when she saw it.Lydia showed that she went around Philip's house, and then felt bored, so she walked towards a narrow path. She held up her skirt and walked briskly. Occasionally, she saw wild flowers and weeds, and pretended to comment on them with interest.

She walked a little far, so she sat down on a stone beside her. The late autumn stream was a bit icy and cold. She stretched her fingers over, and the cold stream scalded through her fingers, chilling her to the core. .

Going further down, Lydia was still a little scared, so she planned to go back the same way, and stood up straight. The moss attached to the rock made the soles of her feet slippery. Grabbing the rough stones on the side, some mud got on my face.

She reluctantly supported the stone and stood up. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard a familiar male voice.

"Miss Lydia?" Darcy looked at her in surprise, a little suspicious that he could meet her today.

Several days have passed since the last incident. In the past few days, Darcy has not been thinking about the inappropriateness of his words at that time.

It is okay for him to regret sometimes, and just want to do it again, but it is difficult for him to have another chance since he obviously has no reason to see Lydia.

Seeing her at this moment, she was both surprised and delighted. Looking at the dirt on her face, she quickly approached her and asked with concern, "What did you find?"

Lydia didn't expect such an embarrassing thing to happen. She wiped the mud off her face embarrassingly, but she was self-defeating and drew a longer smudge straight down.

Seeing her cute appearance, Darcy couldn't help laughing.

Lydia simply didn't bother to wipe it.

The two met under such circumstances, thinking about the past, it should have been a little awkward, but after this episode, they merged instead.

"If you don't mind, Miss Lydia, can you walk with me?" Darcy invited her, with a hint of pleading in his words.

Lydia wanted to talk to him about Wickham, so she nodded.

"you…"

"I…"

The two spoke at the same time, but Lydia didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to her, so she burst out laughing.

Seeing her cheerful look, Darcy's eyes softened.

"You talk first."

Since Darcy asked her to speak first, Lydia did not refuse.

"Well... I want to tell you that I met Wickham today." Darcy's face changed when he talked about Wickham again.

"Well... did he say something?" Darcy obviously knew Wickham quite well.

"I said some... bad things about you." Lydia was a little embarrassed to tell him what Wickham said in front of Darcy.

Seeing Lydia's expression, Darcy understood something.

"Okay, now, it's your turn to talk." Lydia quickly changed the topic, her intention was just to remind Darcy.

"What I want to say is..." Darcy paused: "I regret what I said in our conversation that day."

Lydia's heart skipped a beat suddenly, and she laughed at her self-indulgence.

"What you said to me, I went back and thought about it seriously, and I admit that what you said made sense." Darcy said, "I also thought about my own shortcomings. Indeed, I have shown so many differences. , probably hurt you very much by being honest, but that burning emotion hopes it didn't hurt you at all."

"You don't need to be like this, Mr. Darcy." Lydia raised her eyes to him and said, "Actually, what you said is not wrong at all."

"No, Miss Lydia." Darcy looked straight at her, as if he wanted to look into her heart: "You don't understand, I put so many reasons in my relationship, which in itself is always wrong. "

"But you will not understand how painful your rejection is to me. At first, I will feel a little sad, thinking it is a stab to my self-esteem, but the longer the time passes, the more painful I am. You really I couldn't imagine this kind of sad emotion, and later, I thought about your words over and over again, thinking that you are the one who understands."

"But this didn't dispel my thoughts. I don't know you, but when we don't know each other, I can, so... so love you." He was very embarrassed when he said this, it was difficult When he opened his mouth, the entire back of his ear was completely red.

"So, no matter what, I hope that you can be careful again, and think carefully again."

After he said this, the man relaxed, and even showed a rare bright smile. Lydia was also shocked by what he said.

The two of them walked forward together with their heads buried. Lydia's mind was in a mess, and she really didn't know how to respond to Darcy's sudden second confession.

But she had to admit one thing, she felt strangely happy about Darcy's words, which made her even more flustered.

They bid each other farewell before sunset.

Darcy wanted to send her back to Mrs. Philip's house, but Lydia subconsciously refused him.

Darcy had no choice but to give up, and told her again and again to ask her to think more.

"I will wait for your news, Miss Lydia." Darcy gave her a deep look.

Next, Lydia finished the meal at her aunt's house like chewing wax. Elizabeth was a little curious about her sister's state, but she still thoughtfully didn't ask at this moment.

They went home after dinner, and Lydia didn't care to avoid Mrs. Bennet's affairs, but fortunately she didn't meet her mother either.

Early the next morning, the Bennett family was sitting at the dining table eating the bread on the plate in front of them. Lydia was cutting the bread absently. She wanted to drink milk, but she somehow picked up the pepper Fortunately, Elizabeth patted her to stop her weird behavior.

"What's wrong with you?" Elizabeth intuitively felt that it had something to do with yesterday's incident. Lydia was very grateful for her concern and smiled at her.

"It's nothing." After she finished speaking, the servant outside the door came in with a letter in her hand.

"Oh? Who sent it!" Mrs. Bennet snatched it up excitedly: "Well...to Miss Jane Bennet, here, Jane, your letter, yes, it's from Nigerpei Gardens of!."

Although she handed it over, she kept staring at Jane's hand.

"Take it apart and have a look, isn't it...Mr. Bingley invited you to be a guest again?!" Mrs. Bennet's mind flashed with imagination.

"I haven't watched it yet, Mom, don't talk nonsense!"

Jane blushed, and was a little embarrassed to be teased by her mother, but when she saw the content of the letter, the familiar and round handwriting did not make her happy, but made her face change. Pale, with no blood left.

She carefully studied several articles, and pondered over several paragraphs of them. However, Jane quickly calmed down her emotions and tried to hide her abnormality.

But how could this be hidden from Elizabeth, she looked at her sister with concern.

Lydia was also taken aback by Jane's expression.

"What's the matter, Jane?" Elizabeth asked anxiously.

Jane didn't speak, and bowed her head silently.Handed over the letter.

Elizabeth took it, and when she saw the first paragraph, she was also taken aback. She patted Lydia and motioned for her to come and read it, so Lydia read it with her.

Lydia's expression also froze a bit.

Signed by Caroline Bentley.

They read the short letter silently over and over several times, and Mrs. Bennet was also very curious.

"Read it, read it," she said.

Kitty followed suit.

Elizabeth was so urged that she couldn't help but glanced at Jane, and Jane nodded, indicating that it was okay.

So she read it.

"My dear friend, after I left Hertfordshire, it is estimated that it will be difficult to see you again, and I probably have nothing to regret. If possible, I sincerely I hope that in the days to come, we may have the opportunity to have such a pleasant conversation like now. Of course, I also welcome your letter to me. I will definitely reply to you immediately and report your recent situation. Well, that is, let us not be alienated, my friend."

After listening to the first paragraph, Mrs. Bennet had rough nerves and couldn't react, while Kitty could only hear the hypocritical words in the whole paragraph, and she was baffled.

"So, what does she mean?" Kitty asked curiously.

"I mean, Bentley and his party have already left." Elizabeth looked at the two sisters who looked pale, and seemed to understand Lydia's strangeness in her heart.

Mrs. Bennet said suspiciously: "Impossible! How could Mr. Bingley leave here! He clearly said that he likes this place very much! He will not leave here!"

Mrs. Bennet didn't believe it at all, and she contradicted her daughter's words loudly.

"Mom! Caroline has made it very clear in the letter! They have already left." Jane's voice was rather helpless, and it sounded extremely weak.

"Okay." Mrs. Bennet said unwillingly: "Then they will definitely come back, at least, Mr. Bingley will definitely come back."

When Jane heard her words, her complexion became even worse: "No, Mom, they won't come back, at least not this whole winter, Caroline has made it very clear in the letter. "

Mrs. Bennet looked disbelieving, so Jane told Elizabeth to read on.

Elizabeth sighed, and continued to read: "Yesterday my brother told me that he was going back to London to do some business, but just at this time we got some news that many acquaintances have already returned to London for the winter, Originally, it would only take three or four days to get things done, but now, after getting the news, we feel that we should take our time. You must know that my brother Charles is an out-of-the-way person , so we decided to go with him, dear, my friend, I also hope you come to London to spend the winter, then, this winter will be very happy, but this is only my hope, I hereby wish You can have a happy Christmas this winter and not be unhappy about the departure of us."

After reading such a lot of words, it seems that Bingley's departure has become a fact. Even though Mrs. Bennet was deeply disappointed, there was nothing useful to do. She glanced at her little daughter with decadent eyes, Immediately became excited again and asked.

"Then what about Mr. Darcy?! Mr. Darcy hasn't left yet, right?" Mrs. Bennet put all her hopes on Darcy.