62 Nigerfeld Gardens(2)
"Hello."
For Bentley's sake, Darcy decided to maintain a semblance of friendliness.
"San." Bentley asked, "How's the horse?" β
"It's great." Sang Yi rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Didn't you say that it is very arrogant and looks down on people?" But I pulled it lightly and it was obedient. β
Arrogant, looking down on people? Darcy frowned, he always felt that Sang meant something.
Bentley liked the look on Sangyi's face, and he thought it was very cute.
"This horse was given by Darcy, of course he will understand better." "You can talk to him." β
Sang Yi smiled gently, "I'd love to talk to Mr. Darcy, but he doesn't look like he wants to talk to me. β
Darcy's gaze moved from Sanyi's eyes to his lips, and he said, "Because a certain gentleman has a weak heart, right?" β
Bentley: "? β
Sangyi: "......"
He was calm, "I don't quite understand what Mr. Darcy means, did Mr. Darcy and I know each other before?" β
Darcy thought to himself, pretending.
"I don't know." Darcy said, "A certain gentleman pointed out that Sang's ability to scold Huai was not a gentleman's doing. β
Sangyi: "......" refers to Sang's scolding Huai? Are you talking about him?
He was confused for a moment, and soon understood.
Sang Yi was a little speechless, "Mr. Darcy means that I am scolding you for being arrogant and having no one in your eyes?" β
Darcy: "......"
"You're thinking too much." Sang Yi smiled, "Sir, I don't know you and I don't know what your personality is, I think you should be a good gentleman who is helpful and helpful, I would be happy to be friends with you." β
Darcy: "......"
The first meeting that was forcibly forgotten was recalled again.
The vague scent made Darcy's face stiffen.
Bentley didn't know why, and he said, "Sang, although Darcy is sometimes very unpleasant, but you are right, if someone is in trouble, he will definitely be willing to help." β
"That's how dear Bentley is," said Sam, "that's why I say he must be a helpful gentleman." β
Darcy: "......"
Darcy said lightly, "Bingley, are you arranging your old friend with your new friend right now?" In front of me. β
"Nope." "You're mistaken," said Bingley, "and I'm trying to dispel possible misunderstandings about you, though I don't care to you. β
Darcy's gaze fell on Sang.
The riding costume outlines the slender and flexible waist of the young man, and the already weak young man looks even weaker.
Darcy wondered how such a young man had come from far east.
"What do you think of Sang Yi like this?" Bentley spoke again.
Darcy calmly avoided Shangsanyi's puzzled gaze, "Is there one?" β
Bentley: "...... Yes. "His best friend's attitude towards Sang is really strange.
"You're wrong." Darcy said.
The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.
Sami tried to ease his relationship with Darcy and explain what happened that night, so he smiled softly and said, "Mr. Darcy. β
The man's back stiffened unconsciously, and this young man always had a special ability to remind himself of something that should not be recalled when he called himself.
For example, if there is a fragrance that seems to be absent, and then there is a beautiful face that is hazy under the light, and there are thin shoulders.
He thought calmly that people are always friendly to beautiful things, but Sang Yi is different, because he is a young man with a bad character.
"Mr. Darcy, are you going for a walk?" Sang Yi asked.
Darcy thought, yes, to go out alone with this young man, and at least to warn this man not to try to put that on him, he would not eat it.
He said, "Okay." β
Darcy readily agreed.
Sang thought the gentleman would refuse, but he bent his eyes, "Then, Mr. Darcy, let's go." β
Darcy stood up, he wanted to see what Son was going to do.
"You see, you two can get along happily." "Then I'm not going, you have to get along." β
Sang Yi waved his hand, "I'll try." β
Darcy: What is ...... trying to do?
Out of Bingley's sight, Darcy asked, "What do you want to talk about?" β
Sang Yi smiled, "I can't hide from Mr. Darcy's eyes, I do have something to talk to you about." β
"You say."
"At the ball that dayβ"
Darcy subconsciously took a step back, but soon he realized that he seemed to be losing momentum.
He showed an arrogant expression, "I haven't mentioned that incident yet, you actually spoke first, it seems that you also know that what you are doing is outrageous, right?" β
Sangyi: "...... It was indeed my problem that day, but I guess there was a bit of a misunderstanding between us. β
"Where is the misunderstanding?" Darcy snorted coldly, "You didn't pull me, didn't rub against me, or didn't say let me touch you." β
Sangyi: "......"
The situation that day was not as ambiguous as Darcy said, right? Why is it as if he's seducing Darcy?
"There's nothing to say, right?" Darcy looked at Sunny coldly, "I don't know what you think, but you have to understand that I'm not one of those people who can be hooked up at will. β
Sangyi: "We really had a misunderstanding, I was very uncomfortable and a little bit unconscious. β
Darcy: "Oh? β
"I recognize you as someone else." Sang Yi blurted out.
Darcy: "? β
The proud Mr. Darcy seemed insulted, "You said you recognized me as someone else?" Who do you recognize me as? β
"Me, my former lover."
The words had already been spoken, at least rounded, and Sang Yi looked calm, unable to tell that he was lying, "Because my lover loves me so much, he hugs me every time I am uncomfortable, and I was sick that night." β
Darcy looked at Sang in disbelief, he felt like a fool, "Even lovers will admit mistakes, it seems that your relationship is nothing more than that, but what about your lover?" β
Sang Yi said for a long time, "My lover he ...... I can't be with him anymore. β
It didn't even seem like he was lying, and the melancholy and loneliness that emanated from the youth was palpable, and Darcy was sympathetic, but he couldn't accept Say's explanation.
Rather than being treated like someone else, Darcy would even rather Sang was seducing him.
"I'm sorry." "I really didn't mean to. β
Darcy didn't want to talk to Sang anymore.
He turned with a straight face.
Sangyi: "......"
He seemed to be angrier.
[Maybe he felt ashamed to be treated like someone else.] γ
So what to do?
Sang Yi hadn't thought about it, he thought it would be easier for Darcy to accept the uncomfortable mistake person, but now-
Angry, Darcy took a few steps and turned his head, "How about that object?" β
Sang Yi blinked and subconsciously said, "He's good, very good, handsome, gentle and considerate." β
[......] Perfectly brought into every predecessor.
Darcy's face was still not good, and he said, "That's pretty good." β
Sanyi: "Thanks for the compliment. β
Darcy: "......"
"Then Mr. Darcy, I solemnly apologize to you, not next time, so, can you forgive me?"
"Do you want to have a next time?" Darcy was incredulous, "Isn't it enough to treat me like someone else once?" β
"No, no." Sang Yi rubbed his head and laughed, "I mean there's no next time, sorry Mr. Darcy." β
The attitude of the youth looks sincere.
Darcy looked at Sunny for a long time, and when he came into contact with those beautiful eyes, he suddenly withdrew his gaze, and said, "Forget it, I don't want to worry about this matter, we still don't know each other in the future, and of course, I can't be friends with you." β
"Okay, Mr. Darcy." "It's great to be able to clear up the misunderstanding. β
Darcy choked, a breath blocked in his chest, and he couldn't go up or down for some reason.
It's too much.
He thought indignantly, it was too much, how could you say with an innocent face that I mistook you for a former lover.
Darcy was daunted by this.
His pride made him unable to accept that he was being treated like someone else.
The young man next to him spoke softly, "Mr. Darcy, do you want to go back?" β
Do you think they can get along amicably after explaining it clearly?
Darcy replied, "Go back." β
The young man laughed, like a flower, and was extraordinarily bright.
Darcy turned his face away indifferently, and smiled so beautifully, did he think of him as that lover again?
Bad and hateful.
"Mr. Darcy, though we haven't met before, I've often heard Bingley mention you."
"Haven't you seen it at the ball?"
Sangyi: "......" could tell that Darcy was really worried about it.
After saying this, Darcy wondered for a moment if he was sick, and didn't he make up his mind to forget about the ball? Why did he bring it up again.
"Are you going to see the horse you sent?" Sang Yi changed the subject as if nothing had happened.
Darcy: "Go." β
"I heard from the valet that Mr. Darcy had been training for a long time before he was obedient." Sang tried to get into the conversation with Darcy.
"Hmm." Speaking of the horse, Darcy's tone was much calmer, "It's very grumpyβ"
At this point, Darcy's voice suddenly stopped, yes, Sang had just said that the horse was high above and there was no one in sight.
"But I think it's very gentle." Sami blinked, unaware of Darcy's pause, "It's well-behaved, and it's dear. β
Darcy smiled faintly, and he thought that Sang had deliberately said something like this in order to behave in front of him, "Bingley hadn't been near it before, and it was already pouting. β
Approaching the stable, I was resting after eating the grass for nothing.
Hearing footsteps, it suddenly stood up.
Ran towards Sangyi.
"Be carefulβ" Darcy's words stopped again.
The arrogant, irascible horse bowed its head obediently in front of Sanyi, allowing him to pet it.
Darcy: "......"
Perhaps, because he is here?
As soon as Darcy stretched out his hand, a little white immediately looked over vigilantly, and saw that it was the previous owner, and it was very angry and breathed.
Darcy: "......"
"A little white child." "You've got to be gentle with Mr. Darcy, you know?" dodged the horse's attempt to rub his face, you know? β
The horse looked reluctant, and Darcy even felt like he saw a mockery in the eyes of a horse.
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nbsp; No conscience.
Darcy thought coldly, this horse is so unconscionable.
"Mr. Darcy." Sang Yi looked at Darcy, "Do you want to touch it?" β
Who wants to touch this unconscionable horse?
Darcy reached out and felt a little white mane.
Obviously, Bai didn't want Darcy to touch it, but Sang was standing right in front of it, which made it very restrained from doing so.
"A little white is handsome, isn't it?" "Mr. Darcy, thank you for the horse. β
The young man's eyes were beautiful, and his smile was crooked like a crescent moon, and Darcy looked calm, "It's just a horse, I have a lot of them, and there are better ones than them." β
A little white began to squirt angrily.
Sangyi: "......"
Sang Yi hurriedly comforted the glass-hearted horse, and said, "A better horse is not a little white. β
Darcy snorted, he always felt that Sang meant something.
But he didn't say anything, looking at the horse who was easily appeased by Sang Yi and thinking coldly, that is, a horse can be easily deceived by him.
At least not Darcy.
But this horse is really getting more and more disliked.
Darcy said, "Gone." β
"It's time to go back for a lunch break." Sang Yi smoothed the horse's mane, "I'll come back to you then." β
The horse reluctantly watched his master move away.
As soon as he entered the house, Bingley greeted him and smiled and asked, "How is it?" β
"It's good." "Mr. Darcy is indeed a very good man," replied. β
Darcy: "......"
His sentence was blocked in his throat by Sang Yi's words, which made him feel particularly aggrieved.
Bingley was overjoyed, "It's great if you can be friends." β
Judging by Darcy's attitude, it might be a little hard to become friends.
When Sang went to take a nap, Bingley said, "I'll just say Sang is likable, isn't it?" β
"......," Darcy replied calmly, "maybe what you're saying is that he knows how to make people angry." β
Bingley glanced at Darcy disapprovingly, "You have too much opinion of San, he's a very good boy." β
Darcy: "Oh, you said yes, that is. β
Bentley: "...... If it weren't for the fact that we are friends, you would have been beaten with such an attitude. β
Darcy was innocent: "And what do you want me to say?" Do you say against your conscience that I admire him? β
"Forget it." "In that case, I'm not going to force you to be friends, I can introduce Sang to more other friends, and they'll love him." β
Darcy: "......"
Darcy said lightly, "You seem to be showing off an interesting and novel item, have you asked him if you said yes?" β
Bingley: "......" He wanted to fight Darcy, he wasn't kidding.
"Mr. Bingley." The manservant's voice rang out, "Mr. Bennet from town has come to visit you." β
Darcy took a step back, "I'm going to take a lunch break too, and I'll entertain the guests." β
As soon as Darcy opened the door, the next room was opened, he looked sideways slightly, Sang Yi rubbed his eyes and came out of the room, and when he saw him, he greeted him with a bright smile, "Hello, Mr. Darcy." β
Darcy walked into the room and said, "Good afternoon." β
Samyi: "Good afternoon." β
The door was closed.
Sang Yi stretched, stripped the nightmare emotion from her body, and then returned to the room.
β¦β¦
There are four days left until the ball.
Sang learned from Bingley that Mr. Bent had five daughters in the town's family, and that they had come to visit him.
"He invited me to dinner at home and get to know his children, and he said that each of his children had good personalities and talents, and maybe we could be friends."
Sang Yi glanced at Bingley: "Are you telling me this to show off that the other party has a crush on you?" There's always one of five daughters you'll love, right? β
Bingley smiled, "No, I don't have any intention of marrying a wife right now, telling you to be ready for you, after all, you're rich and single and good-looking, aren't you?" β
"I don't have any money, I'm sending someone under the fence now." Sang Yi sighed faintly, "And I'm still a foreigner, how can people look up to me, Mr. Bingley, you think too much." β
"It's a pity that I can't look down on you? It seems that your taste is no more than that. Darcy's voice came from outside.
Sangyi: "......"
He admits that their first meeting was not pleasant, but he apologized to Darcy seriously, and even if Darcy didn't forgive him, he wouldn't always talk to him, right?
Sang Yi smiled, "Naturally, it can't compare to Mr. Darcy's taste." β
"I don't know how long it has been since I broke up with my lover, and I'm already thinking about finding a beautiful wife." Darcy said in a cold tone, "That's true. β
Bingley: "Darcy! β
Sang Yi reached out and patted Bingley on the shoulder, signaling for him not to speak.
He looked at Darcy and spoke softly, "Don't I know my taste, Mr. Darcy?" β
Darcy: "......"
"Didn't Mr. Darcy remember?" Sang Yi blinked slightly and asked with a smile, "Sir." β
Bingley didn't know why, but he saw that Darcy's face was a little stiff and even a little red.
"San." Bentley was a little confused, "You ...... you"
"It's good." Sang Yi approached Darcy and smiled slightly on tiptoe, "Right? Mr. Darcy. β
Bingley: "......" Darcy looked like he was going to get angry.
The peculiar scent burrowed into his nose as the young man approached, and Darcy stiffened his face to look at Sanyi, who looked into the young man's smiling eyes.
"Mr. Darcy." Sang Yi said, "Look, how is my taste? β
Taking a step back, Darcy turned and left.
Sang Yi let out a sigh, but he regretted it a little after he took a breath.
Just let Darcy taunt him, there's no need to be disgusted...... And in the end, it's because he made a bad impression on Darcy in the first place.
Now Darcy probably avoided him even more.
The world, he thought, was dying before it even started.
[You must be someone else spoiled. The system muttered, [But I think he really has to be unforgiving, and he deserves to be scolded a few times.] γ
Sangyi: "......"
"Darcy left in such a hurry." "I'm going to ask him if he wants to go to Mr. Bennet's." β
"He's not going." "His mouth can bring the dead to life, but it will only make people unhappy." β
Bingley stared at Sang Yi and suddenly laughed, "I find it fun for you two to get along with each other. β
"San, who has always been gentle, will taunt Darcy, and Darcy, who has always been unforgiving, can only flee in the wilderness."
"I didn't taunt him." "I wanted to have a friendly conversation with him. β
Bentley laughed again, and he said, "And now? Shall we go to Mr. Bennet's house? β
"What the two of us, it's you." Sang Yi took a step back, "What am I going to do?" β
Bentley: "Make friends, live here, and get to know the townspeople." β
"No need." Sang Yi smiled faintly, "I don't need to know a lot of friends, and I don't need to have a wide social circle. β
Bingley was stunned for a moment, he always felt that sometimes he could see a sense of alienated indifference in Son, a sense of distance that was out of step with the world.
Especially at times like these.
"But."
"I'm going to see a little white." Sang Yi waved his hand, "Go to Mr. Bennet's house as a guest, maybe you can really find the girl you like." β
Bentley: "......"
He muttered to himself, "I said that I don't have the idea of getting married now." β
β¦β¦
When Darcy went to the stable to lead the horse, he looked like he was loveless, and when he saw Darcy, he even glanced behind Darcy, and when he saw that his master had not come, he lay down again.
Darcy: "......"
He stared at the uncontested and unconscionable horse for a long time before saying, "Do you think people really like you?" People are just looking at other horses through you. β
A little white ear moved, it didn't know what the former owner was talking about, but it was certainly not a nice word.
Darcy sneered again, "Relying on his beautiful face to pretend to be gentle and bright, in fact, his personality is very bad, and he can only deceive Bingley." β
The horse suddenly stood up and began to flick its tail.
Darcy was still angry, "Damn, it's so hateful, it's so hateful to treat me like that at the ball, and when we meet again, I actually say that I recognized the wrong person, and actually treat me as someone else!" Absolutely unforgivable! β
"Mr. Darcy, are you so obsessed?" Sanyi's voice came from behind him.
A little white music ran to Sang Yi's side.
Darcy: "......"
Even if he was heard, he was still calm, he turned his head to look at Sang Yi, "It's not me who did the wrong thing, can't I mention it?" β
"I'm sorry." Sang Yi sighed lightly, "But don't worry, we shouldn't have a chance to meet after the prom, and if you hate me so much, I will also be careful to avoid you in the past two days." β
Sang Yi felt that he had said that, and Darcy should be satisfied.
In fact, Mr. Darcy was even angrier.
He said, "You're threatening me? β
Sangyi: "??? β
Sang Yi was dazed, "What did you say?" β
"Bingley wants us to be friendly, you want him to think I'm bullying you?"
Sangyi: "...... You misunderstood, Bingley said that if we didn't get along, he wouldn't force us to be friends. β
Darcy: "......"
That's right, Bentley said it, so Bentley also said this kind of thing to Sang Yi.
For a moment, Darcy felt betrayed by his friend.
He rolled over and lifted his chin, looking like a big arrogant rooster.
"Don't you know how to ride a horse? Come on, than once. β
As he spoke, he glanced at Bai Bai again, "You can't use this stupid horse." β
A little white seemed to understand, and he breathed angrily.
Sami hesitated, although he could ride a horse, but he had never raced a horse, and he was not sure if he could.
"Sir." The groom next to him leaned over enthusiastically, "You can choose a horse, Mr. Bentley said, you can ride any horse you want here." β
"You don't dare."
Darcy next to him looked at Sang Yi coldly, as if he was sure that Sang Yi would not dare to come, and he rode forward.
Soon the sound of horses' hooves was heard behind him, "Mr. Darcy, you seem to be prejudiced against me. β
"Nope." Darcy said, and the horse began to run.
The two horses scrambled forward.
But soon, Darcy's face changed, and he chased after Sangyi, saying, "Stop, stop, there's something wrong with your horse." βοΌοΌm..οΌ.