Rimbaud's girl

In her opinion, writing is an interesting thing, or something she can do and do very well. It is not easy to develop a hobby into a career, and she may lose interest soon.Writers need to have the ability to "confide", yes, but if you feel that "confident" cannot be listened to and approved, it will be a blow to self-confidence.

Speaking of this, Gabriel must be praised.Gabriel is her first reader most of the time. He blows his tongue and gives her pertinent opinions. He is very euphemistic and knows the art of speaking.She thought that this was a good wife, and she could hand over the work of transcribing manuscripts to him after marriage.

"Help me copy the manuscript in the future, okay?" She leaned against him quietly and whispered in his ear.

Gabriel turned to look at her, "Are you thinking of arranging work for me?"

"I write too much, my hands hurt." She said softly.

He smiled, "Okay, I will help you transcribe in the future."

She was very satisfied, "You are so kind."

It's not easy to kiss him in public, so she held his left hand and scratched his palm a few times.This made him immediately distracted, and he couldn't keep copying the materials.

He simply put down the pen, brought her hand to his lips, and kissed the back of her hand lightly.

She pursed her lips and smiled, "Have you finished copying?"

"No." He collected his notebook, pen, and ink bottle, and said solemnly, "Let's stop here today. I think you seem a little tired. I'll take you home to rest."

She smiled lowly, "OK."

They left the library in a hurry.

The Orlans' carriage was parked outside the library, and Gabriel began kissing her as they got into the carriage.

Instead of going home immediately, he took her to Hyde Park to play.

London is not hot in summer, sometimes the temperature is only over 20 degrees, and it is cold in winter. Vitaly thinks London is the most comfortable in summer, and it is best to go to the Mediterranean for vacation in winter, and Marseille is very good.

"Marseille is very good," Gabriel lazily agreed. "It's not very hot in summer, but the humidity is relatively high, which is very different from London or Paris."

The servant brought a big blanket, spread it on the grass, and chose a good spot, with the shade of a tree next to it, and it was neither too hot nor too cold.On the blanket was a basket of bread, a bottle of red wine in a tin bucket, two wine glasses, and a bouquet of white roses.

Gabriel was half lying down, and Vitaly could only sit upright.

"Do you like Marseilles?" she asked.

"I really like it, how about you?"

"I like it too. You can buy a lot of things in Marseille!" She sighed, "You can also eat very fresh fish and fruits from various countries. The items are too rich! Although London is also considered a metropolis, compared with it, the items are not So rich. Especially the food."

When I think about it, I feel that it is very pleasant to live in a large port city and trading hub area like Marseille.

Gabriel looked at her and pretended to ask unintentionally, "Do you know any boys in Marseille?"

"Huh? Is there?" She froze for a moment.

"No?" he asked back.

"Just Louie."

"Which Louis?"

She twisted his arm, "Told you before."

"Is that the captain's step-son?" He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "step-son".

"His biological father should also be a little nobleman, so he doesn't care much. Why? You just remembered to ask him now?" She glanced at him charmingly.

"Of course I want to ask. You are a beautiful girl, and there must be many men who like you around you. I haven't married you yet, and I can't be by your side. If you suddenly abandon me one day, what will I do? ?!" He put on a pitiful look, "If a man is abandoned by his fiancée, it will be really miserable. At that time, I may have to hide in India or China."

He deliberately sells miserably, she understands.

"Yes, there is a possibility." She pretended to be serious. "If you are not good and make me angry, I will abandon you and find a man who will love me well."

"Oh! Look!" He lifted his upper body and leaned towards her, biting her shoulder lightly, "Should I go and deal with them first? Let me count how many fools who admire you— Mandarion, Van Gogh, Viodore, Foran, Drae—”

"Fran?"

"Didn't you see it?"

"No. He's a whore, and Ernest is boring," she said matter-of-factly.

"If you hadn't left Charleville, you would probably have married Draeel."

She thought for a while, "Indeed. Arthur will also agree with me to marry Ernest." Ernest Draai is Arthur's good friend, and Arthur will definitely not object to his sister marrying his good friend.

"They are not good, they are not suitable for you. I am the most suitable man for you." He lay down again, crossed his hands behind his head, supported the back of his head, relaxed and relaxed, "You say, don't you?"

"-->>

They're all good too, I just don't like them. "

"Where is Van Gogh? Don't you like him?"

"I like him because he's an artist."

"You think too highly of him. I think his current painting level is far inferior to yours. Your paintings are already very good. It will take many years for him to have a little chance of being on par with you. "

"He is still learning. Who can become a master of painting all at once?"

"Well, if you have faith in him, then I can have faith in him too."

"Why did you suddenly mention them today?"

He smiled and took her hand, "We haven't talked about this yet. Do you know what virtue men have? They protect their private property, whether it's property or women."

"It's possessive." She wasn't angry.Gabriel has received higher education, but he also has the limitations of the times. Like hundreds of millions of men in this era, he still believes that women and children are the "property" of men and have absolute dominance.

"You're right. 'Possessing' an object, or a person, is something that greatly gratifies a man's vanity. Can I 'possess' you, Darling?"

"Let's 'own' each other. You can't say that you own me, but I can't own you. This is unfair. I think the rights of both husband and wife should be the same."

"I agree. What else?"

"'Loyalty' is a very important thing, we must be loyal to each other, otherwise, we may quarrel every day in a few years."

"I agree with that too."

"Don't you know any lovely English girls?"

He suddenly laughed, "You finally remembered to ask."

"What are you laughing at? Come on, you are such a lovely young man, and you have money, there will always be a lady from some family who wants to marry you, right?"

"To be honest, there really isn't. I'm probably too young. Do you know that many men have to be over 30 years old before they consider marrying a young girl of the same family?"

"That's because many people don't have enough money to maintain a family until they are 30 years old. Moreover, a young girl means simplicity, easy control, and enough time to have more children." She said coldly.

"—Oh my god! I haven't thought about this, I thought it was only about money." Gabriel looked at her in amazement, "I always don't understand the way you look at things."

"There's nothing I don't understand. I've also taken a fancy to your money."

He was quite clear about this. The men and boys he listed, except for Louis Mandarion, who was in the same economic situation as him, were all poor. Vitaly would definitely not consider a man without money. Just figured it out.

"Didn't you fancy my young and healthy body?" He said with a low smile.

Vitaly blushed a little: Hey!Of course she likes a young and healthy body!

"I can take it off tonight for you to see." He sat up again, with his face next to her soft face, "Do you like it?"

Although she blushed a little, she still said bravely: "Of course I like it." She couldn't help but reached out and touched his chin, then touched his neck, and tried to go down, but was blocked by the collar of his shirt.

Well, he actually took off his shirt to show her. The body of a young man is of course very delicious. Oxford University has always had a very good sports club. He is a member of the tennis club and rowing. His physical fitness is very good. Dressed to look thinner and undressed with flesh, although the abdominal muscles are not obvious, but it is definitely a good figure with firm muscles.She wouldn't want a fat and limp husband!This must always remind him.

"You must not let other women see your body, otherwise, you will die." She frightened him softly, without any deterrent effect.

"Then why don't we get married at the end of the month, how about it? After we get married, you can go to Oxford with me." He tried to persuade her again.

"No, there are still many things to do, don't disrupt my plan."

"Alas! Then tonight—"

"It doesn't work either. I'm afraid that I will like your body so much that I won't be able to refuse you."

He laughed again, but held back immediately, "Weiwei, you are the cutest girl in the world!" He picked up the wine bottle, poured her a glass of wine, and then poured himself a glass of wine. "Darling, my very sweet girl, I love you, remember this, wherever you are, remember my love for you."

Love is beautiful, and if you have money, you can extend this beauty as long as possible.

Gabriel took her to buy dresses and hats, made her a lot of beautiful dresses, and bought a lot of accessories; he also took her to the jewelry store and ordered jewelry for the wedding. The engagement ring was a sapphire , I also chose sapphire for wedding jewelry, and ordered a complete set of necklaces, bracelets, earrings, brooches, and rings.The money was paid by Mr. Oran.

He took her to Boldwood Manor again, and the earl gave Vitaly a set of ruby ​​jewelry left by his first wife, and gave Gabriel 3 pounds, which was regarded as the wedding expenses. 3 pounds is not much, and it is indeed a lot if it is less. In francs, it is a full 75 francs.