Drift [Gone with the Wind Drift Doujin BL]

It was a sunny afternoon in April 1861.

Although the evening is approaching, the air is still filled with the warmth of the afternoon, full of enthusiasm at the turn of spring and summer.In the shade of the Tara porch swayed a wonderful, bright oil painting.The painter must have reconciled the most contrasting and harmonious colors on the palette, used the most delicate brushes, and spent the most meticulous effort to outline them.

In the center of the picture is a dignified girl with folded hands. Sometimes she frowns slightly, and sometimes she smiles like a flower. There is an irresistible vitality and self-confidence in her pretending shyness, which makes her whole Everyone lights up.Beside the girl, a pair of tall twin brothers accompany her. The two brothers squint their eyes, pretending to be casually looking at the scenery through the tall crystal cup, but in fact, their attention has not been diverted from the protagonist of the picture for a moment.

Whether it's the pattern of branches and leaves on the green dress, or the newly sprouted dogwood around her, or the slanting warm red sunset and the rolling red soil, they are her background and foil, just like the goddess of spring.

She knows she is the most beautiful scenery.

Yes, to Scarlett O'Hara, except mother, all women are enemies - including her 13-year-old sister - enemies who threaten her hunting; The prey she wants to catch.

But with one exception.

"Come out and bask in the sun, Scarlett! Don't hide in the deep shade of the trees, it's so sunny today! Why, who are these two tall and handsome knights by your side?—Ah, Stuart and Brent are here too Already!"

"Scott!" Scarlett stood up, clutching the skirt tightly with her hands and letting go quickly, for fear of getting wrinkles.Her pretentious coquettishness disappeared completely, and her big light green eyes seemed to be magical, and she was in high spirits for an instant.

"Scott, is that really you?"

On the cobbled driveway, there was a sound of flying horseshoes, the high-headed hunting horse tied beside the driveway neighed, and the grumpy and thin hound barked. The state is instantly transformed into a hundred times more energetic.

Black cedar branches hung over the drive like the marble arches of a Gothic cathedral.Below the arch, is a knight leading a horse.

The two Tarleton brothers finally turned their eyes away from Scarlett, who were imperceptibly stuck to Scarlett like spider silk, and turned to the almost unfathomable tunnel-like driveway.

The sun was slowly approaching the river bank, and behind him was the fiery red sky.

If it hadn't been for Scarlett running past them in full bloom, the brothers would really think that Scarlett had changed into men's clothes, led the horse, and smiled at them across the chilly air.

The visual impact was as great as lightning hitting the optic nerve.Of course, the two brothers, who were full of ink in their stomachs, would not understand what is called the optic nerve, not to mention that there was not much research on nerves in the mid-nineteenth century.

A boy who was almost a replica of Scarlett let go of the horse's rein, held a top hat in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to Scarlett who was running eagerly.

Scarlett's younger brother, Gerald's second son, Scott O'Hara, the future head of the family at Tara.

Scott and Scarlett look very much alike, as similar as two clover.However, in the eyes of those who are familiar with them, the difference is as obvious as a three-leaf clover and a four-leaf clover.

Square cheeks, pointed chin, rather boyish, thick black eyebrows added to his serious masculinity, which was diluted by the green eyes close to the eyebrows.Not Scarlett's light green cat-like eyes, because the boy's face has not yet opened, his eyes, which are obviously Danfeng eyes but bigger than Scarlett's eyes, are almost dark green cedar leaf color eyes, squinted Sometimes it's a bit charming and wild.If Scarlett's eyes are like green hillside lawns, Scott's eyes are like lake water.The slightly lacklustre fair complexion is not protected by the veil, and the pulsation of blood vessels can almost be seen under the thin neck.Slender, ungrown juvenile bones, with a slightly weird voice because it is in the voice change period.Cool-toned eyes, short black flowing hair, cheeks and lips are not as rosy as the Georgia mountain people and country youths in the county, and his hair was a little messy blown by the wind and fluttered on both sides of his cheeks.

The boy was blinded by the sunlight, and the long and narrow red phoenix eyes hanging from the corners of the eyes are like the brightest green leaves, the deepest lake, the surface of the lake can be sparkling, it can be stormy, and it can be water-marked, but no one can disturb the depths of the lake. Warm and calm.The thick black eyelashes are like reeds by the lake, dancing with the wind from time to time, the wide distance between the two eyebrows is full of unknown perseverance and tolerance, and the high brow bones and eyebrows are like the black mountains surrounding the lake.In the depths of the lake, the heat from the center of the earth is always rippling.

At the age of 14, there is light fluff hanging on his lips, and he has not even half a mustache.With no chest hair and leg hair yet, Scott can only comfort himself that he has evolved too much.A pair of deep dimples on both cheeks, exactly the same as Scarlett, appear and disappear when the corners of the mouth are slightly moved.Eastern boys often look effeminate with dimples, but on Scott's sculpted cheeks, the setting sun rips in the dimples, spring-like.

"Scott! You're actually taller than me!" Scarlett stood up straight and gestured, "About two inches taller! You were a little furry kid when you left!" Then in the shadow of the cedar, Tarleton Where the brothers couldn't see clearly, she pinched Scott's arm and waist severely.

"When did you develop your muscles?" Scarlett pinched and said doubtfully, "Also, why is your waist as thin as mine!"

Scott held back a smile and squeezed her cheeks, looked at her for a long time, and finally dropped a kiss on Scarlett's powdered magnolia-like cheek, and she also put her arms around his neck unceremoniously .

The Tarleton brothers remained stunned, their eyes wider than their hounds, and their mouths shaped like near-ripe bolls.

"Hey, Brent," Stu bumped his younger brother with his elbow, "is he...the second young master of the O'Hara family who climbed trees, rode horses and threw stones with us since childhood?"

"It's very similar to Scarlett from a few years ago..." Brent sighed, muttering to himself, and answered irrelevantly, "It would be nice if he was a girl...he and Scarlett, which one would you choose?"

"If that's the case, how about one of us?" Stuart replied blankly.

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