Hathaway was stared at by Colonel Brandon's gentle and deep eyes, and slowly lowered her head. She felt her face was burning hot, and her heart was beating violently uncontrollably.

Women can always learn how to act like a baby and the object of acting like a baby, just like children can always identify people who love them. "Colonel Brandon, where did you get my clothes? Give me my clothes back." Hathaway deliberately turned a blind eye to the long row of clothes hanging, and asked knowingly, sincerely trying to make the colonel feel uncomfortable.

As expected, the colonel was hit again, turned his face away and blushed in embarrassment and said, "I'm afraid your clothes are not dry yet, do you still feel cold?"

Hathaway laughed briskly as if she had succeeded in a prank, "Well, it's a bit cold!"

Colonel Brandon was not angry when he looked back at Hathaway when he heard the laughter, and he also smiled. He had a deeper understanding of Hathaway in his heart. He had seen a dignified, elegant and intelligent noble lady before, but Tonight, he met a narrow-minded, coquettish and teasing girl. Hathaway showed a completely different appearance in front of him. Maybe this is her real appearance in front of her family. Compared with her superficial appearance, he is more I like the appearance she showed tonight, it is more real, lovely and pitiful.

Although Hathaway said it as a joke, she really felt chills all over her body. She lowered her head and looked at her fingers exposed outside the blanket. Her fingertips were soaked in water and wrinkled, and her nails were frozen into purple. She tightened her grip even more. She took the blanket that was covering her tightly, but the two layers of worn and thin blankets couldn't provide her with more heat.

Hathaway always felt very insecure about not wearing anything on her body, and there was always air flowing between the blanket and her body, which made her feel cold, but her face was hot and her head was aching. , she knew in her heart that she might have a fever, but she didn't want to tell the colonel to make him anxious too. After all, the colonel had already done everything he could. The only bed in the room was given to her, and he himself was all in rags. Buzheng gave her both blankets, and now she couldn't ask for more in such an environment.

"Colonel, can I exchange with you?" Hathaway begged softly.

Colonel Brandon saw Hathaway's lovely tilted head, her green eyes sparkling and charming, her snow-white cheeks with a seductive blush, her hot red lips opening and closing. Saying something that made people blush, the colonel pursed his lips and asked calmly, "What do you want in exchange?"

The continuous heat in her head made Hathaway's eyes sour and hot, making her want to shed tears, and her throat was a little congested, "Your shirt, I'll exchange it with you with a blanket, okay?" With the coquettish attitude of a little daughter, it's as if a younger sister is acting coquettishly to her elder brother.

Colonel Brandon was a little dazed when he heard it. He subconsciously licked his lips and swallowed, as if the air suddenly became hot and dry. His mouth was dry and his blood surged. "Shirt? You want mine?" Shirt?" After confirming that Hathaway was serious, the colonel became dazed again, and he couldn't help recalling the snow-white skin and the soft and boneless figure just now, and finally fixed on the plumpness of her chest.I really can't blame him for thinking wildly, it's because the sound of the rain tonight is too lonely and the atmosphere is too ambiguous, which made him lose his composure.

Colonel Brandon turned around and handed the shirt to Hathaway, then took the blanket from her and put it on immediately.Then he heard a rustling sound behind him, the colonel's Adam's apple was sliding up and down, he could imagine that his wide shirt was being put on her silky skin, the two were tightly fitted together, and a second ago The clothes were on his body, with his body temperature and his smell on them... The colonel knew that something was wrong again, his heart beat faster and faster, and the sound was so loud that he was worried that he would be heard by the lady go.

Colonel Brandon spurned his own dirty imaginations, feeling that he had failed Hathaway's trust in him, but he couldn't control his imagination like a wild horse. He had suppressed it for too long and worked too hard. , now that he sees hope and lets go of himself, reason will no longer be able to restrain him.The masculine instinct fermented in his body, clamoring to release himself, he suppressed it hard, and wanted Hathaway not to believe him in his heart, but his behavior made her more dependent on him.

Although he was distressed and happy about these reactions of Hathaway, but at the same time he felt puzzled. This lady's usual reserved and polite manner is completely different from the present one. She has suffered a catastrophe and been frightened today, so she relies on him naturally. There is nothing wrong with it, but her behavior seems to be too bold. He doesn't think she is frivolous and dissolute. He is only full of joy in relying on her, but his reason makes him feel a little weird.

The colonel turned his head and looked at Hathaway carefully, and found that the lady had already fallen asleep in a daze on the bed.Her face was ruddy, her lips were a rare bright red, with freshly moistened water on it, red and moist, and looked extremely attractive. She opened her small mouth slightly and exhaled hot air, as if being warmed by the heat. It's different, he seems to feel the heat from her even from such a distance.

The colonel sat next to Hathaway, reaching out his hand to touch her forehead, the temperature was unsurprisingly high.He sighed softly, this is the reason for her abnormal words and deeds. Because she has a high fever, she relies on him like that, acts like a baby to him, and needs special care when she is sick. It is really annoying and distressing. girl!

Colonel Brandon took down the scarf from the hanging rope, poured water in from the rain outside the house, and carefully wiped Hathaway's exposed face, neck, and hands with the wet scarf, using this method to help her cool down .

Hathaway woke up in a daze when her face was wiped with a wet scarf, but she lay lazily and didn't want to move, squinting her eyes to see the colonel busy for her, frowning because there was no medicine, but feeling sweet in her heart Feeling swollen, she seemed to feel better all over her body. She cheered up and comforted the colonel, "Don't worry, it's okay, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Colonel Brandon nodded solemnly with a sullen face, indicating that he knew, but his frown did not relax at all.

Hathaway chuckled, "Okay, then let's chat."

The colonel was silent for a while, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Well... I heard you have a daughter? How old is she? Is she cheerful? Does she look like you?"

Colonel Brandon turned his face and slandered some talkative guy, "Andrew must have told you, you are talking about little Eliza, her name is Elizabeth Williams, she is 15 years old now, she is my adopted daughter, and I am with you. Naturally, she doesn't look like her. She... is more like her mother, my cousin. After she separated from my brother, she took her daughter to live alone, and was cheated of money by a man. Her life was very difficult. I found her When she was born, she was already seriously ill, and she was dying, and before she died, she entrusted little Elisa to me and begged me to take care of her."

Hathaway let out an oh, and for some reason felt that this story sounded familiar, as if she had heard such a thing before, but the fever made her a little dizzy, so she put it aside after thinking about it , Thinking that this kind of thing might happen everywhere, maybe I heard old Butler talk about it before.

"But you are so busy, I'm afraid you don't have time to take care of her. Did you send her to school?" Hathaway quickly shifted her attention.

"Yes, if I could, I would be more than happy to do my duty strictly, and educate her myself; but I have no wife, no home, so I have to send her to a boarding school, and as soon as I am free, I will take care of her." Go see her at school."

Hathaway's gaze softened, "I heard that boarding school tuition is not cheap, you are so kind to her, I wanted to live in school before, but my father always refused to agree, worrying about my poor health, I can't get used to school food, and I'm afraid I'll be bullied by others, anyway he always has a reason, hum! How can I be so delicate!"

Colonel Brandon gradually relaxed his brows. He couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He felt that Mr. Butler's worries were right. He had never seen her eating the same food as others when he came here. Her food was The clothes are specially made, and the clothes are different from others. Mr. Tony, the housekeeper, follows her wherever she goes, and takes care of her carefully. If he is her father, she must be worried. Afraid of melting in the mouth, afraid of falling in the palm of the hand. "Yes, of course you are not that kind of person, but I think Mr. Butler's worries are justified. He loves you so much and naturally doesn't want you to suffer outside."

Hathaway saw through his thoughts and snorted, "Men are all the same."

The colonel stared at Hathaway, silent for a few minutes, then turned his head and said unintentionally: "Before I went to the army, I had a love once, it was with my cousin."

"But she married your brother in the end? Like Elena and Philip and Andrew?"

"No. It's not exactly the same. Losers always have the same misfortune, but the reasons for failure are different." The colonel said calmly, "My father, her protector forced her to marry my brother, They got married even though he didn't love her at all. She was unhappy married, my brother treated her badly, and then she fell and divorced my brother."

"You must be very sad." Hathaway interrupted the colonel, not wanting him to forcefully talk about those painful experiences.

She saw that although the gentleman tried to hide it, she could still see how painful he was, and although he didn't want to go into details, she could also imagine how he loved the girl at that time, which is why he was in love for so many years. I still remember the regret at that time. "You must love her very much, why didn't you fight? If I have a lover who also loves me, I will definitely not marry someone else, and I will never agree. Unless he gives up first." Hai Servi didn't sympathize with that woman, she compromised, she didn't insist on her love, so she lived an unhappy life, all of that was her own choice, she chose the wrong path.However, this man is suffering and regretting for the woman who abandoned him.She was relieved in death, but he still lived in self-blame, and the one who stayed was the one who stayed behind forever.

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