"Tom! Tom!!" Nick Carraway finally struggled to wake up.
This is the time he has been having this dream for the unknown number of times, and every time it is as painful as it was at that time.
It was the last truly happy day of his life, and it was the day that put an end to everything. After that day, everything was ruined, everything changed, the brother was gone, and the mother also began to treat him as if he was air.
He has always believed that his mother hates him, hates him for not being able to protect his own brother, hates him for leaving Tom Sawyer alone behind.
Nick Carraway, wearing a bathrobe, walked into the bathroom and splashed his face with cold water.
Yes, how could he leave his brother behind.
He had promised him that he would never leave him again!
"Bang."
Nick Carraway punched himself in the mirror.
"Knock knock knock," there was a knock on the door outside.
"Uh... are you okay?" Daisy Buchanan had been hovering outside the door for a long time.
Nick Carraway had been shouting his brothers name since just now, and he should have had a nightmare.
She was a bit worried and had been hovering outside the door for a long time, and finally, she couldnt help but knock on his door.
After a while, no one answered. Then there was suddenly the sound of glass breaking.
Daisy Buchanan was completely panicked and didnt care so much, slamming the door.
"Nick Carraway! Nick Carraway, what are you doing! Open the door!"
"Bang" the door suddenly opened, Daisy Buchanan had just raised her arm with all her strength, ready to hammer the door, when the door suddenly opened, and her body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and she fell towards Nick Carraway.
"Ahhhh!" Daisy Buchanan had been keeping her eyes closed, and after a while, she felt that she had landed safely.
It was soft under her body.
She suddenly opened her eyes and looked directly into Nick Carraways line of sight.
Too close. She could clearly feel his breath, and her own breath collided with it.
Wet and hot air sprayed on her face.
It turned out that she and this man could be so close.
"Youre not getting up for me!" Nick Carraways voice was full of impatience.
Daisy Buchanan stood up abruptly, her body stiff and unable to move, foolishly laughing on the spot.
"Ah ha, that, it was too careless, right, I... I will pay attention next time, attention."
Nick Carraway, with his back to her, was tidying up the bed, not saying a word.
But in this silent atmosphere where you dont speak and I dont speak, Daisy Buchanan seemed to clearly feel that his dislike for her had deepened a layer.
When Daisy Buchanan got up from the ground in a panic and ran back to the study in a daze, she finally came to her senses.
She sat on the soft sofa bed, hugging her head and dazed, just about to calm down, but the scene from yesterday popped up in her mind, and her anger suddenly surged.
Last night was the first time Daisy Buchanan had seen Nick Carraway since she moved into the Rong family.
At that time, Daisy Buchanan was standing respectfully beside Calpurnia, listening to her teach how to evenly insert two flowers whose names she couldnt say into the vase, and she also had to insert them with a sense of art.
Nick Carraway, who came back from a business trip, opened the door without warning at this time.
When he entered the door, he was still talking and laughing on the phone, smiling and greeting the aunt who took his luggage.
But when he looked up and saw his mother Calpurnia standing in the living room, and Daisy Buchanan, who was being educated foolishly on the side, his face suddenly collapsed, and he returned to the ugly face he showed to Daisy Buchanan when the two families went out to eat a few times before.
Calpurnia knew he had entered the house, but she didnt even lift her head, and she said calmly.
"Okay, Gatsby, Nick is back now, and you have the certificate, and now you are a serious couple. You pack up and move into his room."
Daisy Buchanan had been used to nodding obediently in front of her, and was about to bow her head and say yes, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Ah? Move into his room? But......"
"Dont be silly, go ahead."
Calpurnia gently pushed her, and Daisy Buchanan had to step forward and drag her suitcase out of the guest room towards Nick Carraways room.
"Bang."
As soon as Daisy Buchanan entered the room, Nick Carraway followed with his luggage, stepped in, and slammed the door heavily.
As soon as he entered the room, he sat down on the leather sofa, crossed his legs, and said impatiently.
"Let me tell you first, first, I, Nick Carraway, didnt want to marry you voluntarily, you have to make it clear who you are. Second, I will only pretend with you in front of my mom, and at other times, we have no relationship, and you have no right to control me."
Daisy Buchanan looked at her nominal husband sitting on the sofa, on the opposite side farthest from her, looking at her coldly.
In fact, most of the time, he couldnt even look at her like this, probably because they were in the same room now, and there was no way to ignore it.
She suddenly felt as if she was a bag of garbage thrown into this mansion, so disgusting that people didnt even want to look at it with a serious eye.
"In short, we will not provoke each other in the future, understand?"
Nick Carraway seemed to be in a hurry and summarized it coldly.
"I know." Daisy Buchanan answered carefully, almost in tears.
Growing up, no one has ever disliked her so much, she was a bit dazed, is this a dream or reality.
Seeing her like this, Nick Carraway softened a bit on the opposite side.
"Okay, dont look so aggrieved, wash and sleep." Nick Carraway stood up, walked in front of Daisy Buchanan, looked down at her, his eyes as if there was no temperature.
"Thanks to you, I have to sleep in the study later." He said lightly.
Daisy Buchanan seemed to smell the scent on him, a light fragrance that couldnt be described, which was not consistent with his annoying temperament at all.
She also raised her head and stared at him fiercely.
"You dont have to! You can sleep in your own bed."
After saying that, she turned around, picked up a pillow from the bed, and walked straight to the study connected to Nick Carraways bedroom, and slammed the door.
Nick Carraway walked quietly to the tightly closed study door, his eyebrows like a sword, frowned together.
He really didnt understand why his mother suddenly dragged such a woman who had nothing to do with him into their chaotic life, why she had to force him to marry a woman he didnt love, and even didnt know.
Why cover up the last bit of light in his life.
The next day, Daisy Buchanan got up early, and it was really not used to sleeping on the sofa in the study.
It was not completely bright outside, and it was still quiet, with no movement.
She was a bit afraid that opening the door now would wake up Nick Carraway, so she tidied up the messy study.
"Bang bang bang."
There was a knock on the door.
Daisy Buchanan was folding the air conditioner quilt on the sofa, and she was startled by the sudden sound, and hurriedly ran to open the door.
Outside stood Nick Carraway with a face full of dissatisfaction.
"How long do you want to occupy my release?"
He looked down at him condescendingly, with a look of disgust.
"Im afraid you havent woken up."
Daisy Buchanan looked at him, not understanding why he was throwing a face at himself early in the morning.
Nick Carraway was too lazy to listen to her explanation and directly pushed her into the study.
"Gatsby, come over here." It was the mother-in-laws voice.
Daisy Buchanan was thinking about last nights matter, and she was suddenly called, and she couldnt help but shiver.
Although her mother-in-law has been very caring for herself and respects her in everything, she doesnt know why, Daisy Buchanan always feels that she is a person who is thousands of miles away, and she cant be close to her, even a bit awed.
She rushed out of the study in a hurry, and when she turned the corner, she was so anxious that she threw her slippers out.
Nick Carraway was leaning against the wall watching her, with a mocking smile on his face.
"Hey, are you so afraid of my mom?" he said leisurely.
"I think you are so scared, youd better go back to your own home early. My mom is not an easy role to deal with."
Daisy Buchanan looked at him incredulously.
"Nick Carraway! How can you say that about your own mother!"
Nick Carraway seemed a bit surprised, and after being stunned for a while, he spoke again.
"It doesnt matter, I dont regard her as my mother anyway." Nick Carraway was too lazy to bicker with her, finished coldly, and then picked up his phone and walked towards the study.
"Bang." The door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged woman with a delicate face stood outside the door. Although she was wearing a bathrobe, she was not lazy just getting up, but exuded a capable temperament.
Graceful and charming is probably the kind of woman Nick Carraways mother is, Daisy Buchanan thought.