Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 1 A dream

That dream came again.

The thick fog came surging like a sea wave, drowning everything in her.She struggled hard, helpless like a drowning person who couldn't swim.Something was chasing her, she didn't know, and didn't want to know.She knew that she could only run as hard as she could, but she didn't know where she was going.

The fog lifted suddenly, as swiftly as it had come, as if it had never appeared before.Her vision, which had been obscured by the dense fog, was restored, but there was only darkness in front of her eyes.She watched it wrap her like a huge blanket, but she could only watch it, not knowing how to resist.She felt her consciousness struggling to escape from herself, to abandon her like Rhett did, but there was nothing she could do.

Suddenly feel very cold, is it snowing?She instinctively hugged her body tightly, shaking like a frightened kitten.If only someone could hug her trembling body tightly, calm her, give her a little warmth, make her less afraid, all she wants at this moment is a warm and firm embrace, like Rhett used to do like that.

Thinking of Rhett, she couldn't help calling out his name aloud. She felt her sharp voice spread far away, but she couldn't hear the answer, and even the echo seemed to be swallowed by the darkness.In an instant, she lost all her strength and fell into the endless darkness.

Inexplicably, her body warmed up like this. She felt herself being tightly embraced. She stretched her hand in that direction and touched a firm outline. She immediately hugged it tightly, even tighter than it hugged herself. .She was safe and saved, Rhett must have come.This time, she will definitely not let him go, absolutely not.

There was a strange sound of music beside her ears, it was melodious, ethereal, but with a hint of sadness that she had never heard before.Along with the melody, she saw some blurred visions.

Is that Tara?Cedar, jasmine, white curtains, snow-like bolls, her beloved red land, why are they all as old as a layer of dust?

The familiar white house, but why is the nanny so haggard and old, still lying on the hospital bed?

Where is that again?The ancient buildings that made her feel overwhelmed and out of breath at a glance, the people who acted as stiff as puppets, and a strange voice speaking something she couldn't understand at all, but why did she find it very kind?

Who is that kid and what is he doing?

What, Ashley is here?She couldn't help but exclaimed.

At this time, she felt that the power that surrounded her disappeared, and she fell into the darkness again.She wanted to stop it, but there was nothing she could do.Immediately afterwards, all the scenes disappeared as if they had never appeared before, and only the melodious music accompanied her slowly slipping into the darker abyss of deep sleep.

Scarlett finally woke up. She didn't know how long she had slept in, it must have been a long time, and she had forgotten most of that weird dream.

She was actually awakened by the sound of a child.Opening her eyelids as heavy as lead, Scarlett supported her heavier body with her hands and sat up with difficulty. The first thing she saw was Ella's smiling face with tears in it. Words drifted into her ears, too.

Prissy hurried in and kept repeating, "Miss, you finally woke up, you worried me to death, you don't even know that I've been exhausted because of you these few days", there was a lot of emotion in the words. It is an invitation to show loyalty to the hostess.

Scarlett didn't care, but the "these few days" in Prissy's last sentence made her brain jump. She immediately interrupted Prissy's chatter and asked eagerly: "What are you doing these days? Can't you sleep for a few days?"

"Yeah, I was having a good time with these two kids in the hotel in Marietta, but Mr. Rhett said you were sick, so he wired me in a hurry to bring them back, and I came right back. You have been in a coma for three or four days. Dr. Meade came to see you and said what kind of illness you have. Scary. Mr. Rhett was guarding you by the bed, and no one would let you come forward, but then he came out with a frightening expression on his face, and asked me to come in to serve you. I looked at him as if he had lost his soul Yes. I didn't dare to ask too many questions, so I kept guarding you as he said, and you finally woke up."

"What about Rhett, where is he?" Scarlett couldn't figure out the reason from Prissy's messy and lame description, so she simply ignored this matter and asked where Rhett was.