Pride and Prejudice of Jane Eyre

This kiss was hidden and quiet, Jane Eyre was shrouded in a thick blanket, all she could see was the darkness, and all she could hear was the ambiguous breathing sound, the tip of her nose touched his cold one, the only All he could smell was the familiar smell of tobacco and a trace of blood.

Jane Eyre came back to her senses and held his hand. She wanted to speak, but her lips were completely occupied.He probed vigorously, as if trying to ascertain her presence.The air in the blanket became thinner and thinner, and Jane Eyre's heartbeat became faster and faster. After an unknown amount of time, her lips and the tip of her tongue became numb.

The neighing of horses and the sound of hooves gradually came to her ears, and Jane Eyre hurriedly raised her hand and pushed his face away.At last Mr. Darcy, gasping for breath, let her go.

Jane Eyre quickly lifted off the thick blanket, and cool and clean air poured in between the two of them.She looked up, only to see his eyes shining wetly under the moonlight.

"What's the matter? Mr. Darcy." Jane Eyre touched his face to make sure that there was no water on his face.Mr. Darcy's chest was pressed against hers tightly, and Jane Eyre could clearly feel his heartbeat.

"...Wickham is dying." Mr. Darcy's voice was extremely hoarse.

Jane Eyre was taken aback.

She still wanted to ask some specific information, but several gentlemen who were left behind by Mr. Darcy gradually approached.He grabbed her fingers, put them under her nose, exhaled, and rubbed them for her.

"Get on the horse, let's talk when we go back." Jane Eyre supported his hand and stepped on the saddle.She was wearing a skirt and could only sit sideways on the horse.As soon as she climbed up, the black horse moved around a few times anxiously, and she was startled.Mr. Darcy took the reins and mounted her, trapping her between his arms.

Mr. Darcy whipped the whip, and the horse galloped away.But the weight of the two people made it not run fast. Soon, John, Mr. Bingley, and Mr. Philip caught up. John gestured to her, passed the two of them, and went back first.

It was almost autumn, and the wind at night became a bit biting. While running, the wind blew on her face, which made her ache from the cold.Jane Eyre turned her face sideways, buried her face in Mr. Darcy's arms, and wrapped the blanket around his waist.

The distance was not far, and soon they arrived at the gate of Netherfield Gardens. Mr. Darcy dismounted first, and then stretched out his hand, motioning for her to hug him.

"I can dismount myself, sir."

But Mr. Darcy's hand movements remained unchanged, so Jane Eyre had to lower her body and put her arms around his neck.As soon as Mr. Darcy exerted his strength, he hugged her down horizontally.Jane Eyre was finally able to see his appearance through the candlelight in front of the door—his coat was gone, his close-fitting shirt was stained with traces of blood, his lips were a little moist and red from the kiss just now, but there was a tinge at the corner of his mouth. bruised everywhere.

"The corner of your mouth!" Jane Eyre's eyes widened. "Wickham did it? Isn't he dying?"

"Honey, don't worry, my injury is not serious, and the blood is not mine." Mr. Darcy put the blanket on her body again, and walked into the house with her arms in his arms.Jane Eyre turned her head and found that Wayne and the carriage were no longer there. It seemed that John had arranged for him to go back.

As soon as they entered the manor, they heard several people discussing fiercely in the living room.John ordered Lilith to get some wine, they desperately needed the comfort of alcohol.

Jane Eyre saw Lilith retreating from the inside, and asked her, "Has Miss Elizabeth gone back?"

"Yes, Mr. Love asked Wayne to send her back. Oh! By the way, Mr. Bennet has also gone home." Lilith replied.Jane Eyre nodded and let her continue to do her own thing.

"Miss Elizabeth is here? What is she here for?" Mr. Darcy frowned, and Jane Eyre caressed his eyebrows, and said in relief: "You always have problems with her, Mr. Darcy. She is also a victim, She's a sensible girl to Wickham... of course, and she's here for her sister. Do you know Mr. Bingley's attitude, Mr. Darcy?"

Mr. Darcy held her hand, and said softly: "Bingley hesitated a little... Maybe I should be glad that he finally found his reason. Miss Bennet is really not a very good marriage partner."

"Ah." Jane Eyre sighed, but she suddenly thought of something, "Mr. Darcy, I think that marriage should be decided by Mr. Bingley himself, isn't it?"

"You have some truth in what you say, Janet. But Bingley is always emotional, and as his friend I can't see him making a wrong decision."

"What's right? What's wrong? Mr. Darcy, it's not necessarily wrong to follow emotion; , should be supported, shouldn’t it be?”

Mr. Darcy looked at the man in front of him tangledly, and nodded hesitantly: "...Maybe." But he still had doubts.

After Jane Eyre got his affirmation, she breathed a sigh of relief—at least, Mr. Bingley would not shrink back after hearing Mr. Darcy's words like the original one.How to choose, he should make his own judgment.

Jane Eyre walked into the living room with Mr. Darcy and sat down on the sofa.The servants moved quickly, and a dozen candles had already been lit, and the living room was like daytime.John had an unlit cigar in his mouth.Mr. Philip has been writing and drawing with a pen and paper.But Mr. Bingley's expression was hidden behind the shadows, and he was wrapped in his coat and motionless.

"Gentlemen, what happened today?" asked Jane Eyre.

"We went around the town and looked around for suspicious people, hotels, taverns, 'places like that'... nothing, no one ever saw anyone come in or out," Mr Phillips explained.

"Do you think it must have been done by outsiders?"

"Other than that, we can't think of any local people who would have such a deep hatred and want Mr. Wickham's... ahem." Mr. Philip suddenly realized that the person in front of him was an unmarried Miss.

"Wickham woke up briefly in the middle, and he was completely mad."

"When he saw me, he broke free from the doctor's restraints and gave me a blow," added Mr. Darcy. "He thought I had sent someone to wreck him, yelling something about 'banshees.'"

"Cough! He is so injured, how can he still have strength?" Jane Eyre looked at Mr. Darcy, the corner of his mouth was slightly broken.

"Maybe it's 'Back to the Light', he passed out very quickly, and he didn't wake up when we left, and his breathing became weaker and weaker." Mr. Darcy touched the corner of his mouth and licked the wound.

"Miss Eyre, don't worry. No one will doubt Mr. Darcy's character because of this. Mr. Darcy has told us about their relationship in advance—I never expected that a scheming 'thief' would be so well-dressed in disguise." Appeared in this village. Mr. Darcy let him go and offered to pay the doctor's fee for him, but he is a man who repays kindness with hatred." Mr. Philip comforted.

Stealer, this is already the lightest sentence for Wickham.

"We asked the doctor to stay and take care of him, but in my opinion, he's going to have a hard time getting through it." John lit his cigar, "We'll go to town tomorrow to investigate—a murderer is getting away with it, it's too dangerous. "

"By the way, John." Jane Eyre thought of the Bennet family's cats and dogs, "The Bennet family may need a doctor now! Miss Elizabeth told me that both Miss Lydia and Mrs. Bennet met trouble."

Mr. Bingley looked up when he heard the name "Bennet."His voice was weak and blank: "Where is Miss Bennet? She must be in a panic!"

Looking at his devastated expression, Jane Eyre couldn't bear to say: "I think, she really needs support."

Early the next morning, after breakfast, John and Mr. Philip took sandwiches and rode to the town.

After Jane Eyre got up, she opened the window and saw Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley talking in the garden.She did not intend to disturb them, and having washed, she entered the dining-room, followed by Georgiana and Miss Bingley.The two of them quarreled and said nothing.The three finished their breakfast quietly.

After finishing breakfast, Jane Eyre walked out of the gate of Netherfield Gardens. Mr. Darcy just turned around at this moment and met her eyes.He smiled and walked up.

"Good morning, honey."

"Good morning, Mr. Darcy." Jane Eyre looked at him, the wound at the corner of his mouth had scabbed, and the bruise turned purple. Jane Eyre frowned, stood on tiptoe, and printed a mark on his bruise. kiss.

Mr. Darcy was tickled by her, and he held her neck with his right hand, wanting to bow his head and exchange a deep kiss.His lips were just about to touch the tip of her nose when they heard Mr. Bingley's dry, embarrassed cough.

Mr. Darcy ignored him, but still lightly pecked her lips, and then snorted coldly, "Are you jealous? Bingley. Your princess is waiting for you to rescue her. Why are you still dawdling here? "

"Mr. Bingley!" Jane Eyre looked at him in surprise, "Have you decided?"

Mr. Bingley nodded emphatically, his face flushed, but his tone was extremely firm: "Yes, Miss Eyre. I've decided, I want to propose to Miss Bennet."

Jane Eyre looked at Mr. Darcy and heard Mr. Bingley's confession: "I really didn't expect Darcy to encourage me and follow my heart. Miss Eyre, I know it must be your influence. He has never been so emotional before. People. When I asked him for advice, I had to say that I really had the intention of 'if Darcy thinks I should give up, then I will definitely leave'. But I never expected that he would say Say something like that."

"Miss Eyre, I understand your feelings at last. Darcy is always calm and restrained, very arrogant-oh! Darcy, don't look at me like that-I have always known how he treats girls. His pickiness and indifference. He obeyed his heart and obeyed you, although it violated his original intention, but I have to say, I have never seen such a soft and happy side of him. "

"Miss Bennet's family is suffering. If I am indifferent at this time, because the worldly prejudice violates our feelings, it is too wrong. They are all victims and have done nothing wrong. "

Darcy interrupted his confession: "Are you ready to bear the pressure of her sisters and mother?"

This is such a realistic and cold question. Jane Eyre clenched Mr. Darcy's hand and couldn't help becoming nervous. Mr. Bingley smiled and replied calmly: "Mrs. Bennet's character is not bad, although she is too nervous .Her sisters are not extremely vicious people, but they just need to be disciplined more. Darcy, you should understand, and most importantly, I love her."

"Yes, most importantly, I love her." Mr. Darcy slid his fingertips across Jane Eyre's cheek, and gently pinned a strand of hair behind her ear.This time, she smelled the fragrance of jasmine, and then realized that a flower had been pinned by the magician to her ear.

The author has something to say: Mr. Bingley and Miss Bennet will be happy!

In fact, the story is here, and everyone knows that the story of Netherfield is coming to an end.Jane Eyre's career line is about to change! (pressed by me for a long time)

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