It wasn't obvious from the outside, but Mr. Darcy's brain wasn't working very well. Because he was usually silent, George just felt that he was a little slow to react. Before George mentioned the word Emma, Mr. Darcy was merely repeating George's words mechanically. Those words had been hidden in his heart for a long, long time, and his brain was still struggling to think about whether he should say it, and emotions were already urging him to speak. After being interrupted by Emma, the brain finally came up with an answer after a long period of thought, this is not a good time, Emma has just broken off the engagement. So Mr. Darcy swallowed back the unspoken words.

George's little drunkenness flew away at once, and he withdrew his hand. "I didn't say anything!"

The meaning of this sentence is so obvious that Emma thinks that George, who said it, either has a problem with his own IQ or thinks that she has a problem with her IQ.

George also knew that he had said the wrong thing for a while, so he hurriedly remedied: "Fitzwilliam and I are discussing some important things Fitzwilliam?"

Mr. Darcy regained his usual stern expression, and his cheeks were still slightly red from the alcohol. "Important things. ”

So she was still drunk and coaxed to force her, and Emma didn't want to say anything anymore. The only thought is: Don't see Mr. Darcy in the future_(:3ゝ∠)_

George was shocked. No, although Mr. Darcy was a little slow to react just now, he was definitely not drunk enough to say this kind of incomprehensible speech, if he poured Mr. Darcy to the point that he couldn't think, how could he talk about it? Why did Mr. Darcy become like this in the blink of an eye? "Fitzwilliam, Fitzwilliam?"

Emma watched coldly as George called out to Mr. Darcy, who was visibly sluggish though he was responsive. George still didn't give up and tried to go to Mr. Radasi. Emma finally couldn't take it anymore and said to George, word by word, "Let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Emma!" said George, who wanted to cry without tears. "You believe me, Fitzwilliam really wasn't drunk. ”

Emma ignored George and called a servant, Mr. Darcy, back to his bedroom. Mr. Darcy was a tall man, and the servant put one arm on his shoulder and supported him forward. Emma also had to go upstairs to rest, and followed with a candle.

It was the first time Emma had seen Mr. Darcy drunk, and she couldn't help but take a closer look. Mr. Darcy, who was drunk, looked no different than usual, no chatter, no staggering, just a little glazed in his eyes. Emma tilted her head and smiled secretly. Probably because she had peeked a little too much, Mr. Darcy suddenly looked over and met her gaze. Emma was stunned for a moment, and Mr. Darcy brushed his head back.

Caught once, Emma didn't dare to look around anymore. It would have been terrible if Mr. Darcy had a memory of this time when he woke up the next day. But speaking of which, George has lost enough face, it doesn't matter if she loses a little more, maybe (╯_╰) she can be positive, so that Mr. Darcy thinks that their brother and sister actually have a brain problem, and Mr. Darcy's kind of gentleman will be more tolerant of the disabled, right?

The pensive Emma didn't see it, and then Mr. Darcy secretly glanced at her again, and the price of not walking well was that Mr. Darcy tripped at the top of the stairs and hit the wall with his hand, Emma was startled, and subconsciously grabbed Mr. Darcy's hand and looked at it. "Are you alright?"

Mr. Darcy was expressionless: "It's fine. Emma's fingers were long and soft, and the place where she had grasped seemed to burn, and Mr. Darcy pulled his hand back slightly.

Emma sensed how inappropriate her behavior was, and quickly let go of Mr. Darcy's hand. She knew that Mr. Darcy was delirious now, but she was still a little weak-hearted, and explained, "You just knocked your hand, I was worried that you were hurt, so I took a look, not on purpose." ”

Mr. Darcy shook his head, "No." ”

Emma was puzzled: "No?"

Mr. Darcy moved his lips, but said nothing.

Hearing no reply, Emma had no choice but to put her doubts behind her mind and motioned for the servant to continue helping Mr. Darcy upstairs.

Emma, of course, could not enter Mr. Darcy's bedroom, but the servant helped Mr. Darcy to open the door, so Emma pushed the door open, and had just taken a few steps outside when she suddenly heard a muffled noise.

It turned out that Mr. Darcy stumbled as he entered the door, and his hand hit the door frame again. This time the collision was noticeably heavier than the previous one, but Mr. Darcy did not show any pain, and turned to look at Emma with a blank expression.

Emma didn't know why Mr. Darcy was looking at her, but now was not the time to think about it, she was worried that Mr. Darcy's hand would be broken or bruised, so she asked the servant to look at Mr. Darcy, and she called for someone to go to the doctor.

Before Mr. Darcy could react, Emma was gone, he looked down at his hand, and then looked up in the direction where Emma had disappeared, and stood in silence for a long time.

Mr. Darcy injured his hands and not his feet, and the servant did not know why he stood motionless at the door, and asked tentatively, "Shall I help you in?" Mr. Darcy did not answer or move, and stared intently in that direction. And in the end, he waited not for Emma, but for the doctor.

The doctor came quickly, and Mr. Darcy was drunk, so he had to ask the servant, "How is this gentleman?"

The servant briefly recounted the two bumping hands, and then concluded: "It should be all right, I don't think Mr. Darcy is in any pain. ”

The doctor was relieved, but it was better to check it out just to be on the safe side. He was glad he was cautious, for Mr. Darcy's wrist was swollen high. The doctor quickly fixed his wrist. When he was done, the doctor glared at the servant. The servant also felt very wronged, and even if a normal person was injured like this, even if he didn't scream, at least it wouldn't be like nothing, right?

When this happened, George was in an unreliable state, and Emma could not go back to sleep, but she could not enter Mr. Darcy's bedroom, so she waited in the living room below. The doctor came out and talked to her briefly, and Emma thought that Mr. Darcy was really unlucky. I followed my sister to visit, but I was first drunk, and then I was threatened to marry a woman I didn't like, and now I was unfortunately injured because I was drunk. One of the total qiē is George's fault!

Although it was late, Emma was completely sleepy, and went to the study to dig out Spinoza's philosophical masterpiece "Ethics", which was thicker than a few bricks stacked together, and made many philosophical points in geometric methods and rigorously proved them, which was very suitable for a guy like George who would have nothing to do in his free time

George shivered as he tossed and turned in bed.