Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 97 Clashes Again

Scarlett was pardoned—she believed Langley was too.She didn't care about his rude behavior just now. She lost the teaching of her mother Ellen before, but it miraculously returned to her at this moment. "Thank you for your compliment and advice, Mr. Walmont."

"That's right, Mrs. Butler, you did a good job." Deason nodded approvingly, and then turned to Lanli, "You can do the rest, dear. Although the governor who doesn't sympathize with me He is also a staunch Republican like our President Grant, and Miss Southern has always been sought after at Republican receptions, but you still need to know some basic northern etiquette." After a pause, he said provocatively: " I hope you haven’t forgotten them in the years you’ve been back to the south, otherwise I’ll have to teach them myself.” Of course, he didn’t take his words seriously.

"Don't worry about it, I have my own way." Lan Li responded unequivocally.Even Scarlett on the side could tell that she had fallen into Disson's trap, but none of them could jump out.Although she didn't know Disson for a long time, strictly speaking, it wasn't an acquaintance at all, but she could tell that Disson was not a gentleman in the true sense.Like Rhett, he is the kind of man who will do whatever it takes to get what he wants.This can be seen from his unwillingness to let go of Lanli for ten years.She suddenly felt incredible: Di Sen really didn't know where Lanli went after the war, or did she know that she would rather force herself than force her?This is actually what she appreciates the most, otherwise she wouldn't have helped Disson to distract Lan Li from the inexplicable rain that she had lent to Disson when it was about to rain.

"I'll wait and see." Disson seemed to let go of himself completely, and his tone was full of ridicule that people from the army often have. "But please take that cursed necklace off Mrs. Butler's neck first. Doesn't it look like an aneurysm to you that the big pigeon's blood ruby ​​hangs there?"

"You!" Lan Li should have been angry when he heard him say that, but unexpectedly she couldn't help laughing.In the past, Dison talked to her softly and with a pleasant face, for fear of offending her, and she didn't feel good about it. For some reason, seeing him like this now, she felt a lot more relaxed.

But it was Scarlett who was most relieved to hear that.Although she admits that the pigeon blood red necklace is indeed very eye-catching, but it is really heavy enough. The terrible thing is that its chain is still solid gold. When Lan Li just hung it around her neck, she didn't feel anything. She was still envious of their family having such precious jewelry, but it didn't take long before she secretly complained. Not only did her heart feel heavy when she prayed, her neck was in danger of being strangled, so she had to keep praying all the time. Lowering her head—it's not so frustrating—while praying for Rhett, she also prayed that she could think of a way to make Lanli take off this generous gift quickly.Now that Lan Li finally took back the necklace that resembled a dog collar under the stimulation of Dison, she suddenly took a deep breath like a drowning person rescued ashore, and then exhaled violently.Although the three candles were blown out, she comforted herself that she had finished praying anyway and there was no need for it.

The servants were called out to clear up the leftovers on the table, and after they left, Scarlett said goodbye and left to change.Although it was late and she was really tired this day, she didn't feel sleepy at all: the information that Disson got after drinking two bottles of poison was very important to her, and she had to find out from Disson today Who is he dealing with, what exactly is he going to do, and what exactly should he do.She was actually not worried about the last point. Whether it was the commander, the marshal, or even the president, as long as it was a man, there was nothing she couldn't handle.The best way for a woman to deal with a man is to be a real "woman", and she has an absolute right to speak about it.

For the sake of those two bottles of poison, although she helped Disson once just now, she didn't mind helping one more time.I left at this time and stayed upstairs for a while, just to create a chance for the two of them to communicate.Although she didn't know why she was so enthusiastic about helping a Yankee chase a southern lady now, she just did it, even if they took Rhett.She could only tell herself that not all the Yankees were bad, at least there were people willing to help her get Rhett out.In fact, she doesn't even want to call the word "Yankee" anymore, and prefers to call them "Northern people". After all, this should be Jack's influence on her.

She thought Disson should have seen her intentions—their eyes met when they saluted each other said everything—hoping that he would pay more attention to Rhett's matter because of this.But how could Lanli not see what Disson could see when he was still drunk?Scarlett was a little afraid to look at her at first, but after taking a sneak peek, she found that although there was helplessness hidden in her expression, there was nothing more unhappy about it, so she was relieved.

The disgusting smell of Lanli slowly dissipated, otherwise she would definitely not have any desire to talk to Disson tonight as a teetotaler.It's just that if you sniff the air carefully, you can still smell a faint aroma of wine. The mixed smell is diluted by the air and then decomposed. The unique scent of brandy and whiskey floats into Lanli's nose from time to time, like two restless hands. watching her mood.She knew that she blushed involuntarily. This situation of being alone with Dison always made her feel embarrassed and at a loss.Fortunately, Disen helped her out: "Honey, you've been tired for so long, do you want some coffee to refresh yourself?"

"No need." Due to nervousness, Lan Li's voice was very thin. She immediately calmed down and said in a calm tone, "I'm not thirsty. Thank you." She specially emphasized the last "thank you".

She heard Disson sigh heavily, much heavier than she had just now, and she felt her heart was severely oppressed.Disen's next sentence was so direct that she couldn't answer: "How long do you think we need to maintain such an unfamiliar relationship?"

"I, I—" Lanli could only use Scarlett who had "betrayed" as a shield, "Scarlett's business is not over yet, and Jack and your cousin don't know when they will come back. It doesn't seem right to talk about it now." when."

"People are just afraid of doing one thing, but they can find countless reasons for themselves." Deason sighed again: "What are you afraid of, Landria? Stoke? Can you tell me? "

"I—" Lan Li only said this word, and then fell into silence.Her original plan to deal with collective failure failed, because she clearly heard Deason say "what are you afraid of" instead of "what do you want".She thought that the relationship between her and Disson was just a boring repetition of the badly written story of "what you want, you can't get it", and she lived with him for a few years according to this understanding, and escaped for a few years , Now back to the beginning of the story, Disson told her that her understanding was wrong from the beginning, how embarrassing is this for her?And—she thought she had never lost the sense of judgment she was so proud of—she knew he was right.

Seeing her hesitating to speak, Disson didn't care, as if he had expected her to have such a reaction, he continued to ask: "Then let me change the question. I know you still hate me, and I know why you Hate me, in addition to Southern prejudice, because I'm a... murderer. Am I right?"

"Please don't say that!" Lanli almost couldn't control her voice from rising an octave, but because she didn't want to be heard by Scarlett, she tried her best to suppress it.But it was difficult for her to suppress the strong emotions aroused by Disson's words, not only her hands were clenched red and sweaty, but her whole body trembled uncontrollably.She didn't calm down until a cup of steaming coffee was handed to her, and the steam floating in front of her eyes blurred the world in front of her eyes, making it less aggressive.

"Three-quarters of coffee, one-quarter of hot milk. I remember." Seeing Lanli took the cup and took a sip, Dison breathed a sigh of relief, "You are still the same, never adding more squares to it. Sugar." As he spoke, he picked up another cup of coffee with twice the sugar and no milk.

Lan Li put the cup away, watched Disson leisurely savoring the bitterness wrapped in sweetness, after thinking about it, she tried to dissuade her: "Well, you drank so much wine just now, and now you drink such strong coffee , It’s not good for your health. I’m going to ask someone to give you hot milk to relieve the bar.” She was about to get up and leave this place that made her flustered, but Dison grabbed her hand.In fact, she could feel that Disson grabbed her hand first, but immediately changed to a sleeve.She was startled, and instinctively resisted his impolite behavior. She tried to shake off the sleeves but failed. Disson's hands were strong, and she was afraid of tearing her clothes, so she had to stand alone. There, listen to his eloquent speech.Those were the words he had kept in his heart for more than ten years without the chance to say them, and they were also the words he always wanted to say to her, but she never listened carefully.

"Lanli——my dear, I didn't do anything you didn't want me to do before, but this time I can't listen to you. I must speak clearly, even if you will hate me after listening, you will run away, and you will want to Shoot me, I have to say. No, I will never let you run away from me this time, never again! I-" Maybe it was the stimulation of alcohol, and the effect of coffee, As a result, Disson's words were not coherent, and they were completely blurted out without thinking about them.But seeing Lan Li's uncomfortable appearance, he seemed to realize this just now, and let go of Lan Li's sleeves all of a sudden, trying to calm down his emotions, his two fists were clenched red, as if the inside A fire was burning.