Darcy was like a cat with its tail stepped on, but he barely jumped.

He gave Bentley a cold look, this time without saying anything, and turned to leave.

Bentley: "......" looks at this reaction, and I don't think I like it.

Like Sangyi?

Are you kidding.

Darcy returned to the room with a blank face, a person who had mistaken him for someone else, someone who said he wouldn't have anything special to do with him, he wouldn't like.

Absolutely not.

What is Sang doing now, though?

There was a piano sound in the next room, music Darcy hadn't heard.

But from the piano music, he heard the taste of longing.

I'm thinking about his lover again.

Darcy thought that Sang Yi could come to London alone from the Far East to be separated so much, it seemed that the lover was not worthy of love at all, and only someone like Sang Yi would easily give his heart and miss it.

The sound of the piano next door became more and more gentle, and Darcy even made up a lot of pictures of Sang Yi and that lover, so that he couldn't help but think of Sang Yi recognizing the wrong person, his face became darker and darker, and he stood up suddenly.

He knocked on Samyi's door.

Sang Yi, who opened the door, was dressed in a smooth robe, revealing his white calves, and he looked at Darcy suspiciously, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Darcy subconsciously glanced at the delicate and beautiful collarbones and exposed legs of the person in front of him, and his brain was a little buzzing.

It's a mole on my ankle.

He blurted out, "What are you doing wearing this?" ”

"I'm ......" Sang Yi looked down, dazed, "what's wrong with me wearing this?" Do you sleep without changing your pajamas? ”

Darcy woke up suddenly, his brain reacting very quickly, "Why are you playing the piano here when you're going to sleep?" ”

"Did you get the noise?" Sang Yi was a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, I just remembered it...... That's why I thought about practicing. ”

Darcy: "......"

Sunny had such a soft attitude that he didn't know how to react.

He said stiffly, "Oh. ”

"Mr. Darcy, would you like to come in and sit down for a while?" Sang asked politely.

Darcy: "Okay. ”

He only realized what he had said to Sonyi's slightly surprised gaze, Darcy's mind was a little blank, but Sonie smiled and stepped away, "Then, please come in." ”

Darcy walked silently into Sani's room.

Sangyi's room was tidy, with a bookcase full of books, a few fresh and delicate red roses in a vase by the window, and pen and paper on the table.

It's not just a room, it's like a study, a piano room.

But it's not cluttered, it's even organized.

"The room is a bit big, and if there are few things, it will seem like the room is empty, and I am not used to it, so I like to put all the things I use here." Sang Yi reached out to cover the painting on the table, "Mr. Darcy, please be seated." ”

Darcy sat down a little uncomfortable, he didn't even know why he had agreed to come in, it seemed like Son was just being polite.

"Does Mr. Darcy want to read?"

"Don't look."

"Do you want water?"

"Don't drink it."

"Does that need to be done about it?"

"Not at all."

After the meaningless conversation ended, the atmosphere froze inexplicably.

Sanyi's fingers jumped on the keys, and the black and white keys fit perfectly with the slender and beautiful fingers.

Darcy's eyes flickered, and he looked at the fingers on the keys and asked, "What is the name of the song you played?" I don't seem to have heard of it. ”

"Well, it's from our hometown." Sang Yi smiled, "It's normal that you haven't heard of it, is Mr. Darcy interested?" ”

Darcy said, "It's fine. ”

"Does Mr. Darcy want to try his piano?" Sang Yi asked again.

Darcy sat down on the stool in front of the piano, touched the keys and said, "I was just going to ask, is this piano a gift from Bentley?" ”

Sang Yi nodded.

"This is what he asked me to find for half a month." Darcy said lightly, "It turned out to be for you, and I was surprised at the time why he suddenly wanted to find a piano." ”

"So you were looking for it?" Sang Yi was a little surprised, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Such a peaceful conversation was a little strange to Darcy, and in retrospect, he and Son had never spoken properly almost every time - at least not at all.

Either he was angry and left, or Sang Yi left unhappy.

…… When he faced Sang, was he too easy to get angry?

He turned his head to look at Sangyi, his fingers pressing the keys.

It's a courtship minor, with a soft, lyrical tone leaking out from under Darcy.

Sang looked at Darcy with a bracing face, not commenting on the tune.

Darcy took his hand and felt uncomfortable, but he looked calm, "What do you want to do with me?" ”

"Miao, Mr. Darcy." Sang Yi applauded, "Great, you have a lover?" ”

"What lover?" Darcy was inexplicable.

"But the tune you play is an expression of love." Sang Yi said.

Darcy paused, and he stood up, "Aren't you going to take a nap?" ”

Sang Yi nodded.

"I'm going to take a lunch break too." Darcy stepped out the door, "I hope I don't hear your mournful harp while I sleep." ”

Sangyi: "......"

He probed, "Mr. Darcy, I hope the next time we meet, you'll learn to speak well." ”

The door was closed.

Darcy turned his head and stared at the closed door for a long time, snorting softly.

……

In the middle of summer, the atmosphere inside the house is sweltering.

Behind the bed curtain, a fair, smooth foot was revealed, and the mole on the ankle was particularly reverie.

His mind was a little blank, and he watched in silence for a long time, and finally reached out and shook it.

"Mr. Darcy." A soft voice sounded from inside the tent, "That's how he used to hold my feet. ”

Darcy let go of his hand abruptly, and the young man in the bed tent showed that beautiful face, with a slight red at the end of his eyes, "Is that you?" ”

Darcy snapped his eyes open.

This kind of thing can happen in dreams, and Darcy can't get out of it anyway with a breath in his chest.

He sat up and glanced at the weather outside.

The clouds were dark and oppressive, there was not a sound outside, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Darcy got out of bed and reached out to close the window.

The dream made him really unable to reconcile with himself, he would dream of Sang Yi and forget it, why did he still dream of it......

What Darcy couldn't accept the most was that Sang Yi was also talking about his former lover in his dream.

It's hateful.

If it weren't for Sang Yi saying that he had recognized the wrong person, he wouldn't have had such a terrible dream.

…… Although he couldn't blame Sang, Darcy wasn't prepared to blame himself for having such a dream.

Maybe it's because I listened to Sang Yi's piano and saw Sang Yi's feet before going to bed.

It's really strange, a man's feet are just that, what is there to dream of?

I don't know if he got up or not.

……

There are two days left until the prom.

Bentley drew up a list of people to attend the ball, and sent his servants to send them away one by one, which made it easier.

He asked Samyi, "Does the dress fit perfectly, right?" ”

Sang Yi nodded.

Bingley turned to Darcy and asked, "Is your dress ready?" I don't need my help, do you? ”

"Is it a little late to ask me now?" Darcy asked.

"Really?" Bingley laughed, "Sang Cai needs help, do you still need me to help you choose a dress?" ”

Darcy: "......"

He glanced at the young man who was sitting quietly, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes with a shallow smile, looking extremely gentle.

I'm curious about what this person looks like in a dress.

Sang Yi caught Darcy's gaze, and he looked over with some confusion, "Mr. Darcy, is there something wrong?" ”

Darcy retracted his gaze and said lightly, "It's okay. ”

Sang tilted his head, and when he realized that Darcy did seem to be fine, he looked away.

Darcy is looking at himself like this, it must be an illusion.

Darcy let out a soft breath, and he thought that there was something wrong with him, maybe something was wrong with his mental state.

[After Darcy returns to London, you may not have any opportunities to get in touch, why don't you take advantage of this time to gather a little more energy?] 】

The system says as if Darcy is a sheep.

However, the system was right, but there was another very important problem, and he told Darcy that he would try to avoid him in the future.

If it weren't for the fact that Bingley had called the two of them to ask about the ball today, he would have stayed in his room and not seen Darcy.

[A loving mother is a loser, I should be strict with you. 】

The mechanical voice of the system sighed.

In fact, the system is also very clear that Sang Yi has worked hard, and if Darcy doesn't like Sang Yi, even if Son wants to contact him, it is useless.

How could anyone not like Sangyi? The system is full of doubts and has the potential to be a brain-dead fan.

"Then Bentley, if it's all right, I'll go back first." Sang Yi stood up.

"I'm going back too." Darcy stood up calmly, "Bingley, it's up to you to throw the ball yourself." ”

Bentley: "......"

He watched two people, one tall and one short, walk out of the door, and the confusion in his heart deepened a little.

Is it a delusion? It always felt like Darcy was always following in Sangyi's footsteps.

Sang Yi glanced at Darcy next to him, but he didn't take the initiative to speak.

But Darcy spoke, "How about the dress that Bentley got for you?" ”

"Huh?"

"Decent?"

"Of course it's decent, Bentley doesn't have this aesthetic at all."

Darcy: "Oh...... You seem to like Bentley. ”

"He's a good guy." "He's good to me, and of course I like him. ”

"What kind of like?" Darcy asked.

"What kind of like?" Sang Yi didn't understand what Darcy meant, "What does Mr. Darcy mean?" ”

"Bentley likes girls." Darcy reminded.

Sangyi: "...... You think too much, Mr. Darcy, I like Bentley but not it, and so far I don't have the idea of falling in love with Bentley.

Darcy inexplicably bloomed a small flower in his heart, so that the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, "That's good, after all, Bingley only likes girls." ”

After a pause, he asked, "You do like men, don't you?" ”

"That's right." Sunny looked at Darcy, "But why would Mr. Darcy know, I never said. ”

Darcy: "...... You've been obvious enough to recognize me as your former lover, but is your former lover a woman? ”

"Is it just because of this?" Sang Yi was at a loss, "Maybe it's a woman." ”

Darcy: "......"

Seeing that Darcy seemed to be angry again, Sang Yi smiled, "I'm sorry, I just don't know why you're so sure, but my former lover is indeed a man." ”

Darcy, who didn't feel comforted by the explanation, gave Sunny a heavy look.

He said, "Now do you think I'm still the same as your lover?" ”

Mr. Darcy may never forget it.

Sanyi

Pi Xiaorou didn't smile, "Didn't you say it a long time ago?" Mr. Darcy is a completely different person from him, except that he is of the same gender. ”

As if thinking of something, Sang Yi looked at Darcy and asked strangely, "Is Mr. Darcy worried that I will fall in love with you because of this?" ”

Darcy's heart jerked, and before he could speak, he heard a laughing voice, "Don't worry about this kind of shadowless thing. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Mr. Darcy is completely different from the person I like." "I like handsome, and of course Mr. Darcy is handsome, but other than that, I like people who have to be gentle and considerate, not like when I meet Mr. Darcy, which will only make both of you unhappy." ”

Darcy: "......"

He suppressed his anger, "Really? Gentle, considerate and handsome men, it's a pity that there are no ones in this town. ”

"It's okay." Sang Yile said, "I don't have to have a lover again, do I?" What's more, in an era like this, it is not easy for a man to find a lover who is also a man, and I don't require myself to find one. ”

Darcy glanced at Sonny, and he could only see Sonny's side face, which was a perfect side face, looking weak and delicate, and it was easy to arouse the desire of others to protect.

But when he thought of what Sang Yi said, Darcy felt that nothing was going well, and he said, "You said that your lover was good, but he still wasn't with you, was he?" I'd rather leave you alone across the ocean. ”

Sangyi: "......"

He said, "Mr. Darcy, I think it's better for us not to talk for the time being, maybe this will avoid a quarrel, don't you think?" ”

Darcy: "......"

Sang Yi didn't seem to be very happy and walked forward.

Darcy realizes that he said something that made Sunny unhappy, and that he might have made Sunny unhappy more than he had ever said before.

This made the proud Mr. Darcy a little distressed, should he apologize to Sangyi? But he felt that he was right, that person was not worthy of Sanyi's liking in the first place.

But...... It has been almost a day since he talked about his past lovers.

When I saw Sang Yi again, it was already night.

At the dinner table, Darcy didn't see Sang, and he asked Bingley, "He's not there?" ”

"Sang?" "He said he had a little headache, he slept for a while, we didn't have to wait for him for dinner,"

"Headache? Have you seen a doctor? Darcy frowned, "Someone is sick on your manor, don't you call a doctor?" ”

"It's called." Bingley gave Darcy a strange look, "The doctor said it might be a cold, don't worry about it." ”

"If he says he's not worried, he's really not worried?" Darcy was incredulous, "Bingley, didn't you say you like Sunny very much?" ”

"Is it because you went to Bennet's house and fell in love with one of his daughters, so you don't care about Sang?" Darcy asked coldly, "Bingley, you can't do that to him." ”

Bentley: "...... What are you talking about? ”

Darcy sneered, "Aren't you the one who kept talking about Sunny before?" ”

"I said I was good friends with Sang." Bentley tried his best to ignore the subtle strangeness in his heart, "Good friend, can't you talk about it?" ”

Darcy didn't bother to ask Bingley about his best friend's question, and he asked, "Did you give him any medicine?" ”

"I've eaten it."

"Is there anyone left to take care of him?"

"Someone will take care of it."

"Won't you bring him dinner?"

"He said he didn't want to eat it."

"That ......"

"Darcy." Bingley has some complicated feelings, Darcy seems to really regard Sunny as a good friend, but he is inexplicably a little uncomfortable, Sang used to be only a good friend of him.

"If you're worried, be honest and see him yourself." ”

Lose sleep over something? What to worry about? Worried about Sangyi?

He didn't, Darcy thought.

Passing by Samyi's room, Darcy hesitated, but knocked on the door, "May I come in?" ”

"Please come in." Sangyi's voice sounded softer than usual, with a hint of sickness.

Darcy pushed the door in.

For the first time, he saw Sang Yi like this, the young man was half leaning on the bed, his lips were pale, with a little bit of pitiful taste, and he was still reading.

"I heard you're sick." Darcy said.

"It's just a little dizzy." "It's not sick. ”

Darcy's gaze fell on Sonyi's hand, "Headache and reading? ”

Sang Yi sighed.

"Isn't it time to sleep well?"

Sangyi: "...... Well? Does Mr. Darcy care about me? ”

Darcy: "......"

The thought of Say's illness made Darcy control the not-so-nice words he was about to say.

He said, "You're sick, I don't bully you." ”

Sangyi: "? ”

Sang Yi almost didn't laugh, "Mr. Darcy, so you think you're bullying me?" ”

Darcy: "No, I just think the patient is psychologically fragile and needs to be taken care of. ”

Sang Yi snorted slightly, "I understand, but Mr. Darcy, you don't need to take care of me, you just don't need to see me when I'm sick." ”

Darcy stopped talking.

He looked at Sunny so quietly that he looked at him in a panic, wondering if Darcy was trying to kill him while he was sick.

He whispered, "Mr. Darcy?" ”

"Can't you stop when you're sick? Do you want to compete with me? ”

Sangyi: "......"

Did Darcy say that?

Is there something not quite right?

Sang Yi looked at Darcy several times before saying, "Mr. Darcy, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Darcy: "......"

"You're weird this afternoon."

Darcy: "......"

"It's normal in the morning, but am I sick and infecting you?"

Darcy: "......"

Sunny was genuinely worried, and Darcy thought that he might really have something wrong with his brain to come to Sonny, was he really too idle?

He stood up with a blank face, "Yes, I shouldn't have come, and the person you want to see is not me anyway." ”

Sangyi: "......" Why is this person so strange?

"I'm leaving, I hope you don't get worse tonight."

Sangyi: "...... Thank you. ”

Darcy was even angrier.

He said, "Hopefully I won't see the doctor coming out of your room tomorrow." ”

Sang Yi nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Darcy, it won't." ”

"Do you lock the door at night?" Darcy asked coldly.

"Probably not." Sang Yi hesitated, "Someone might come in." ”

Yes, Bentley said that someone would take care of him.

Then there is no need to worry about it at all.

Darcy felt that he had done his duty, and he calmed down and turned to leave.

A low cough sounded behind him, pausing him on his feet.

It's not that ...... Just a headache?

Forget it, it has nothing to do with him anyway.

…… Otherwise, I'd better come back later.

Sang Yi watched Darcy go out the door, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and to be honest, Darcy's inexplicable concern really stressed him out.

At least......

Because the relationship between Sang and Darcy did not reach such an extent, it made him very uncomfortable.

[Eh, it's a pity.] 】

The system is mindful of its energy.

Is Darcy the only one in this world who can provide energy? Wouldn't anyone else?

[But there is another ...... Girl, Elizabeth of the Bennet family. 】

That meant that Sang Yi would be very close to the girl, and it should be very stressful for the girl, and Sang Yi ruled out this option.

[I don't think Darcy seems to hate you that much, after all, he has taken the initiative to care about you.] 】

Sang Yi felt that the system did not understand human feelings, Darcy was originally a kind young man, but he didn't speak well, and Sang Yi lived next door to him, and it was normal to care.

It was because of this that Sang felt that Darcy's concern made him uncomfortable for such a nuisance...... At least Sang couldn't do it, so he didn't want Darcy to care for him while disliking him.

[You think of him as too saintly...... bar. 】

Sang closed his eyes, he didn't want to pay attention to what Darcy was thinking at the moment, he wanted to get a good night's sleep.

……

In the middle of the night, Sang Yi began to have a fever.

He was so thirsty that he stumbled to pour water.

The servants did not extinguish the light in his room so that he could still see it at the moment, but the things in front of him were overlapping on top of each other, giving him the feeling that the world was spinning.

The oil lamp in front of him also seemed to burst into flames.

Sang Yi stood stiffly on the table for a moment, relieved to confirm that it was his delusion, and reached out to pour water.

Darcy wasn't asleep.

He was obsessed with the patient who lived next to him.

He even thought that Sang Yi looked too weak, maybe someone should have been watching him, otherwise what if something happened at night?

Thinking of this, he sat up suddenly.

Anyway, he should have taken a look, maybe the servants were lazy and forgot to see Sangyi?

Darcy didn't think much about why he cared so much about whether Sang was sick or not, he felt he had to go and see.

There was a loud noise in the next room, and Darcy, who had been hesitant, did not hesitate at all and immediately went out of the door.

He pushed open the door, and the young man kneeling on the ground looked up and saw that under the oil lamp, Yu Li's eyebrows and eyes were full of confusion and helplessness.

The kettle and cup both fell to the ground and looked rather messy.

"What," Darcy walked over to Sunny and crouched down, helping Sunny to his feet, his voice subconsciously softening, "What's wrong?" ”

"Thank you, Mr. Darcy." Sang Yi's voice was soft, "I was going to pour a glass of water......"

"You're so hot." Darcy noticed something was wrong the moment he helped Sang to his feet, and his hand touched Sang Yi's smooth forehead, "You're sicker. ”

"I've taken the medicine." Sang said, "Mr. Darcy, let me go for a moment. ”

"What?" Darcy's face was not very good-looking, "Aren't you going to drink water?" Now the kettle has all the water in it. ”

"......" realized that he had done something wrong, and Sang Yi subconsciously apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

"I don't blame you." Darcy's voice softened again, "It's just that you can call servants, and so are those servants, and you don't come to see it much when you're sick." ”

"It has nothing to do with them." Sunny was dizzy, "Then Mr. Darcy, you can put me in bed and go home and rest." ”

Darcy: "......"

He held his breath and put Sang Yi on the bed, then left silently.

Sang Yi opened his eyes slightly, and only saw Darcy's back.

He closed his eyes again.

Darcy poured water from the room, and Son was already asleep, he put the kettle on the table, took the cup and sat down on Sony's bed, and called Sony's name in a low voice.

The young boy's face was burned red, his eyelashes trembled uneasily, and he muttered something in his mouth.

Darcy leaned down and approached Sanyi's mouth before he heard what Sane had said.

"Sir, I'm uncomfortable." ：，m..，.