[Zhongying] Rebirth meets a wizard

The second savage dance ended, and Lydia and Mr. Lucas said hello and wanted to find Mary and John.

Seeing Elizabeth, who also ended the song, she stood beside her partner, smiling at herself from a distance.

Lydia suddenly remembered that in this life or in the previous life, she had heard Mr. Darcy satirizing their country dance, that even savages could dance.

It is unpleasant, sir, even so rich.

Lydia came back to her senses after a moment of emotion, and found that Mary and John, the lovebirds who had danced twice in a row, seemed to be reconciled in these two songs, and the two were talking and laughing.

And Lydia wanted to go to Xingshi to inquire about the crime. The two had worried her for so long, and now they met and reconciled at the speed of light. What kind of trouble is going to happen.

However, Sherlock, who had been waiting for Lydia on the dance floor, stopped her directly.

"Lydia, John might be angry if he is interrupted at this time. You must know that when he was in 221b recently, his temper was very hot."

Lydia looked at the detective who had been staring at her throughout the ball.

"I said big detective, you don't have to keep staring at me. The ball is so big and there are so many beautiful girls, maybe you should enjoy the ball."

"I didn't... In fact, I saw the whole ball."

Sherlock didn't admit that he would focus on only one person and ignore other information.

Though Lydia was indeed the center of his attention.

"I understand, then please step aside, I just don't want to go to them. And you, you can also ignore me, and pay attention to the whole dance."

Lydia rolled her eyes, and simply gave up her plan to be a light bulb, thinking that it was really not kind to disturb someone's relationship.

But she didn't really want to see Sherlock either, or... didn't dare.

However, Sherlock still blocked Lydia from moving.

"We can talk."

"What are you talking about? About your case this time? Or about this dance?"

As Lydia spoke, she changed her route in an attempt to bypass Sherlock.

It's a pity who the big detective is, he doesn't want to let Lydia go, so Lydia can't be successfully bypassed.

"It will be all right."

Sherlock moved swiftly, blocking all of Lydia's routes to the corner.

"What are you doing!"

Lydia frowned, her bad mood was even worse now.

"Sherlock, whatever you want to say, please get out of the way first!"

"Then you have to promise that you will not avoid me on purpose again."

Sherlock stared at Lydia, looked at her more beautiful eyes with anger, and put forward his own conditions.

Lydia interrupted the eye contact between herself and Sherlock, and looked at her skirt in silence for a while.

Just when Sherlock thought Lydia would say something, she simply turned and left.

Seeing Lydia walking directly back to the dance floor, leaving Sherlock standing still, she was surprised for a moment. You must know that Lydia will not stay near the dance floor in almost every dance, because there are too many people there, and she like quiet.

But now, Sherlock can only look at the chic back and leave.

Lydia found a place by the dance floor to sit down and rest. The previous Savage Dance still made her feel quite tired, and she needed to rest her feet.

Sitting on the edge of the dance floor is also a signal that you are willing to be invited to dance, and even hope to be invited to dance.

Sure enough, before Sherlock approached Lydia again, some young gentlemen had already invited Lydia to dance, and more than one person had gone.

Sherlock looked at Lydia, who was surrounded by young gentlemen, still not smiling, and sighed softly.

In the end, in order to avoid Sherlock, Lydia did not dance except for the first song, and was completely immersed in the crowd after that, without missing a single song.

On the way home that evening, Mrs. Bennet complimented Katie and Lydia, apparently delighted by the "reformed" Lydia.

However, Mary and Elizabeth were deliberately ignored by Mrs. Bennet. She obviously wanted to teach these two "bad" daughters a lesson.

Although this neglect made the two feel very grateful, they looked at Katie and Lydia who were being nagged by Mrs. Bennet with sympathetic eyes.

As for Mr. Bennet, he had a good night and was looking at his wife and daughters with a smile.

..............................

On the morning of the second day after the dance, the Bennet family was still very quiet.

The members of the Bennet family who attended the ball were still sleeping peacefully, with only the slight sound of servants moving about.

Lydia had already woken up. She felt helpless that she woke up again because of a nightmare before she was full of sleep. She half sat up, and Lydia wiped the cold sweat from her head with her handkerchief.

When Mrs. Smith was not around, it was difficult for her to fall asleep peacefully, and even more difficult to sleep as long as needed.

Lydia didn't even need to look in a mirror to be sure she didn't look good, haggard and pale, with dark circles under her eyes.

But the nightmare is really difficult for her to control, even if she has paid attention to emptying herself before falling asleep, but the effect is not obvious.

Counting, Mrs. Smith has been away for more than half a month, but there is no news, which makes Lydia inevitably anxious.

Coupled with the appearance of Sherlock, it made her think a little more.

Lydia had to honestly admit that she was not indifferent to Sherlock's obvious and unconscious pursuit, but she had to refuse.

Now Lydia is no longer the naive person who only needs love as before.

She is very clear that if two people want to be together, sometimes the external conditions are more important than the inner feelings.

What's more, their inner feelings are not deep.

Lydia likes Sherlock, but does she love Sherlock?

At the same time, Lydia is also worried that once she falls in love and sinks, it will be difficult for her to get out.

And Sherlock, a rational Sherlock might stand on the shore, watching her doomed calmly.

Although she doesn't want to admit it, Lydia in this life still wants to get married because of love, but she just understands that the real environment in which love can be kept is also very important.

So, now Sherlock is a temptation to Lydia, a temptation that reason tells her she must reject.

Lydia had to remind herself repeatedly:

From the outside of reality, Sherlock is a detective, and he regards this profession as a lifelong profession, and there is no possibility of changing careers.

This means that he is not naturally suitable for a stable life, and marriage is hardly attractive to him.

From an emotional standpoint, for the time being, Lydia likes Sherlock, and Sherlock likes her.

But this kind of liking is actually very preliminary for both parties, shallow and clear like a stream.

Creeks tend to dry up and divert, and who knows how long it will last.

What's more, Sherlock himself doesn't know his own feelings.

Lydia thought clearly, saw clearly, and kept explaining clearly to herself.

There is indeed an attraction between her and Sherlock, but only an attraction.

You should take advantage of the fact that the relationship is not deep now, and two people who are not suitable should have less contact and not deepen the relationship.

If she really falls in love with Sherlock, Lydia is afraid that she will go crazy, because she is not sure about the other person's emotions, because she is afraid that she will not be able to catch him...

Because...she didn't have the confidence to make Sherlock fall in love with her...

……

Repeating this over and over again, convincing herself with facts and reason, can only show that Lydia really likes Sherlock, and she is very worried that she will lose control of her feelings.

So Lydia didn't dare to have more contact with Sherlock, she was very afraid that her reckless temperament would show up again.

You know, she won't have another chance to do it all over again.

Lydia had already sat up on the bed, hugged the quilt, and kept hypnotizing and persuading herself in the dark room...

……

In the hotel not far away, it was the second floor of the hotel that Lydia arranged for Sherlock last time, and at the same time, Sherlock stayed in the room this time.

Sherlock has also woken up, and he is choosing the clothes he will wear today.

Since discovering Lydia's unconscious observation of other people's clothes, Sherlock knew that this was a little occupational disease of Lydia's own clothing store, but he also began to pay attention to his own clothes.

Yesterday he paid attention to his prom attire, it wouldn't be too extravagant, but it wasn't his usual attire either.

It's a pity that his intentions were not noticed by Lydia who wanted to avoid him.

And now, being dug out of the bed by Sherlock, John, who was yawning, couldn't understand why Sherlock was so excited.

"Sherlock, this is the third set of clothes you have changed into. They are all very good. What else do you want? Today is just a visit."

"Just a visit? Then why are you wearing the ring your mother left you?"

Sherlock adjusted his collar, sharply pointing out the loopholes in John's words.

"I mean, for you, this is a normal visit. For me, it might be the happiest day of my life, but you see, I don't change clothes like you do. .”

John's venomous tongue is not inferior to Sherlock.

"Why wouldn't today be my happy day?"

Sherlock glanced unhappily at John, who was still in his pajamas.

"And your slovenliness might make today a sad day."

"Sherlock, something is wrong with you..."

John finally felt that something was wrong, because Sherlock had never been a person who could be deduced by common sense, so John's rough nerves didn't realize it, but now...

"what are you saying."

I feel that John may finally understand, but Sherlock doesn't care whether John knows or not, the key is whether his clothes fit or not.

"I'm wondering if you...to Lydia...you want to propose today too?"

John jumped out of his seat and ran over to ask Sherlock with a gossiping grin.

"I really have to lament your insensitivity, I thought I was making it obvious."

In the end, Sherlock was still dissatisfied with the suit, feeling that the color was a bit frivolous and not calm enough.

"What did you show? You have never said, nor have you made it clear that you like Lydia, but seeing how much you attach importance to meeting now, it seems that you really like Lydia..."

John circled around his friend, his amazed little eyes sparkling.

"Like? I didn't say I like Lydia."

Sherlock took off his coat in disgust, planning to change into the black one.

"You don't like Lydia? Didn't you say... say... that you proposed marriage? Or am I misunderstanding?"

John, who was dazed by Sherlock, had a question mark on his face.

"Yes, I have already inquired. Mrs. Smith is not here. I think this is the right time to propose."

Sherlock was finally satisfied with his coat.

"Wait, Sherlock, what do you mean... you propose, but you don't like, don't love Lydia? Are you crazy?"

John was furious, and John, who regarded Lydia as a friend and future sister-in-law, looked at his detective friend dissatisfied.

"I would venture to say that more than half of the couples in London don't like each other, or even hate each other. And we, Lydia likes me, and Lydia and I get along well, that's enough, isn't it? We've surpassed Most couples in London."

Sherlock really dared to say that he dragged half of the people of London into the water.

"Lydia is so pitiful, but I believe she will not agree to you. You, a great detective who is only good at investigating cases, don't even know that you like her."

John sympathized with Lydia, and looked at Sherlock sympathetically.

"You say I like Lydia?"

Sherlock stopped buttoning his cuffs.

"Otherwise, it's too obvious. I didn't think about it before, but now it seems really obvious. But you don't know it yourself, it's amazing..."

John was sure that Sherlock really didn't know that he had won in the future. Although he lost so much to Sherlock in terms of reasoning, in terms of emotion, Sherlock lost more to himself.

"So I like her, fine, I can tell her this time that I proposed to her because we like each other."

Sherlock convinced himself differently, and continued to adjust his cuffs.

"Wait...wait! Sherlock, you say this time! You say this time!"

John felt that his day was unreal, and Sherlock had already proposed?Sherlock oh... Proposal oh...

"Sherlock, you've proposed to Lydia and told her you don't like her. And now you're standing in front of me alive... God! Lydia is such a magnanimous girl. "

Of course Sherlock would not admit that he was thrown out of the door by Mrs. Smith. You must know that the strength of this elderly lady was really unexpected, but he couldn't break free.

John, who had finally laughed enough, couldn't help reminding Sherlock that although he wanted to see Sherlock's jokes, Lydia was really a good girl, and she was also his future wife and sister...

And he was so kind, John was touched by himself.

"Sherlock, I think maybe what you need to prepare is not your clothes, but the expression of your feelings."

"John, that's your area of ​​expertise, not mine."

Although Sherlock's expression was a little stiff, he admitted his shortcomings objectively.

"Yes! That's why I asked you to prepare!"

John took it for granted that, like him, you don't need to prepare too much, just express your true feelings sincerely when the time comes, but for Sherlock, he is afraid that Lydia has already married someone else before Sherlock expresses himself clearly.

It has to be said that, in some respects, John and McCaw share the same concerns.