Started with a green hat for Verlaine

This world...is like the nineteenth century.

……

Ma Shengqiu also lay on his side on the bed, unable to die without eating or drinking.

There is no trace of any electrical appliances in the bedroom. He is wearing Oscar Wilde's new pajamas, and the quilt has traditional Irish patterns. A pair of oversized leather shoes and a pair of soft slippers are placed in front of the bed.

The wooden striped windows shed a little light into the room, so that it will not be dark during the day.

Oscar Wilde gave him the bedroom. A few days after the move, the teenager was busy with work and often made the sound of opening and closing the door in the living room.Occasionally, there will be visits from Wilde's elder brother. The two brothers speak Irish, which Ma Shengqiu can't understand, through the door.

"Let me move here, I'm tired of the house in Merrion Square too, oh I want to be free!"

Willie Wilde pounded on the table and called out to his brother for help.

"I refuse." Oscar Wilde refused without hesitation. He glanced at the closed bedroom without a trace, and there was an oriental beauty hidden by himself. Mom promised to get a scholarship this year."

Willie Wilde was dumbfounded: "Which school's scholarship?"

Oscar Wilde said reservedly: "Nature is a scholarship from Trinity College."

Willie Wilde despairs: "We're not in school yet."

Oscar Wilde proudly said: "Genius and mediocrity are different. I have always pursued the best. You still continue to enjoy the wake-up service that your mother calls you every day, finish your breakfast at home, and spend another 10 minutes leisurely. Walk into Trinity College."

Willie Wilde left bitterly, "I don't believe you can keep going."

Oscar Wilde disagreed.

He will always be the child with the best grades in the family and the envy of others. For him, reading is a small matter that takes a little effort to complete.

In contrast, writing has always been his wish, but there are no works that can be produced.

"Buy some books by writers who graduated from Trinity College."

Oscar Wilde made up his mind that to become a man of the school, one must first know how to communicate, and secondly, one must have enough topics.

"I'll go to the bookstore and I'll be back later." Oscar Wilde said to the bedroom. People who didn't know would think that the 16-year-old boy already had a wife.During this month of eccentricity, Oscar Wilde had a good one to confide in, an Oriental who never interrupted him, immersed in another sad world.

Every time he can distract the other party's attention, it is a good encouragement to Oscar Wilde.

——At least my words worked!

Not long after, Oscar Wilde walked into the bookstore on Grafton Street and bought the masterpiece "Gulliver's Travels" by Jonathan Swift, an alumnus who had passed away in the last century.

Renting a house off-campus, spending money, buying books, and then buying a flower before going back are Oscar Wilde’s daily consumption habits, which are very close to the literary youths of the 21st century.In fact, more than 90.00% of nineteenth century people could do this.

To put it bluntly, this is the chic that only the upper class can have.

Oscar Wilde went back to the apartment with his head held high, his face confident, and he always held a flower in his hand, which added a layer of brilliance to his not-so-beautiful features.

Not far away, someone whistled the sound of an opera flexibly, which won applause from everyone.

Oscar Wilde was always sensitive to applause. When he became interested, he went to watch the crowd. It was a young man wearing a Methodist Middle School uniform who was obviously studying.

The other party is still young, performing whistle live on Grafton Street, seems to enjoy it.The sound of the whistle was penetrating and rhythmic. He listened carefully and found that it was an opera tune created by the Italian composer Mr. Verdi for La Traviata.

"La Traviata" is the representative work of Mr. Dumas.

Mr. Dumas passed away at the end of last year. Mr. Dumas Jr. was not inferior to his father. He was internationally renowned in the literary world. There were rumors that he would be elected to the French Academy and receive the highest honor for French writers.

Oscar Wilde admired and admired, Mr. Dumas has written popular novels all his life, but it is not as good as the literary achievements brought by Mr. Dumas's "La Traviata". If he can also write such a work, he will be endowed by the music master. The music is enough to spread for a hundred years and be remembered by the world.

However, the charm endowed by the whistle to the music was too thin. Oscar Wilde quickly lost interest and left the crowd, preferring to go back and watch "Gulliver's Travels" in his hand. Franc's teenagers are like two different social classes.

The din of whistles carried to the apartment as well.

The classic tune of the opera "La Traviata" seems to have traveled through time and space, and penetrated into the hearts of misanthropists.

Aso, who was cut off from the outside world, moved his eyelashes slightly.

【La Traviata...】

His eyes were out of focus, looking at the floating dust in the air that had no destination.

"La Traviata" tells the love story of a man and woman separated by misunderstanding and sublimated by death. It is also Alexandre Dumas' hatred and criticism of the capitalist society.In addition to the memory of novels and operas, what he remembers most clearly is the heroine’s last words in the diary. The heroine never hated to insult her lover, and regarded it as evidence of love, and died willingly in pain.

【What a stupid girl, how much better am I than her...】

La Traviata thought that she died with the spirit of love and devotion. Aso Qiuya, who originally regarded death as home, denied her love before she died, and turned her life into the ending of "Matilda".

[No, Matilda is free to divorce, what about me?Am I free? 】

[It was wrong from the beginning. 】

【I used intelligence to fabricate lies and play with the plot, so I will be played by the plot...】

[It was I who imposed the impression of Rimbaud in the third dimension on Lan Tang. It was me who insulted Verlaine in the third dimension in front of Lan Tang. He was a complete scumbag...]

[I deserve what I deserve, and he deserves it too! 】

[It's over between us! 】

Ma Shengqiu also recalled more and more details with Arthur Rimbaud, and put his hands on his head.

He couldn't help himself not to think about Rimbaud and Verlaine.

Hateful French!

No - Mr. Hugo is a good guy, but the spy partners are bastards!

As soon as Oscar Wilde came back, he saw Aso Qiuya pale and staring at the ceiling, as if he was distracted. With a thought, he stepped forward and opened the window, and the whistle became clearer.

"Sir? Are you listening to music too?"

"..."

"Looks like I guessed right."

Oscar Wilde finally found something that Ma Shengqiu was also interested in.

A few minutes later, Oscar Wilde returned to the crowd outside, gave some francs to the young man who seemed to be short of money, and said without hesitation under the surprised expression of the other party: "I have a friend who likes to listen to the songs you sing with whistles." , if you are free, often come here to sing."

Oscar Wilde smiled slyly.

"The best tragic music."

Tragedy is art, it is the resonance of people's hearts, and it is a sharp edge that breaks through emotional defenses.

I am not afraid that you are as cold as ice, but I am afraid that you will not be moved by anything!

The boy nodded hesitantly: "If I'm free, I'll come... Thank you..." As a result of being too thin-skinned, the boy ran away quickly after receiving the bounty.

Oscar Wilde returned to the apartment at the corner of Grafton Street, sat down beside Akiya Aso's bed with joy, and handed flowers to him by the way.

"Sir, I rewarded that person for you, please smile for me."

"..."

"You would never have imagined that the whistling boy is younger than me. He is a student from a nearby middle school. He probably has no money at home, so he came here to perform as a performer."

"..."

"I didn't have time to ask his name, it doesn't matter, we will meet again if we are destined."

"..."

"Sir, have you seen La Traviata?" Oscar Wilde briefly introduced the content of the story to the other party, and then said with a smile, "La Traviata washed away the slander she received during her lifetime with her death, and turned back into a pure camellia in the hearts of men. Daughter, do you use death to obtain anything other than revenge?"

"……Have."

Ma Shengqiu was also relentlessly accosted by him, and gave a languid response.

"I don't have to support myself in a foreign country anymore."

"I got it……"

"relief."

It is said that Oscar Wilde's eyes are dead, but your desire to survive is equal to zero.

Foreign country……?

Oscar Wilde took the initiative to say: "Sir, which country are you from? Maybe I can take you back? Your English is not the same as ours. Where did you learn the language?"

Ma Shengqiu also closed his eyes, refusing to listen to his chattering questions.

Oscar Wilde said abruptly.

"The text on the back of your waist—is it a French name, and you love a Frenchman?"

"This man's name is Arthur Rimbaud?"

The name uttered from other people's mouth pierced into the dark heart of Ma Shengqiu.

Endless bitterness poured out.

Make him want to kill this Scared Wilde!

Under the shroud of strong murderous intent, Oscar Wilde froze, and moved away cautiously.

Oscar Wilde said with a sneer: "It's normal for the French to cheat."

The murderous aura increased by another three points.

Oscar Wilde played the spirit of insulting the law and said proudly: "It's not easy to cheat like me!"

The killing intent suddenly disappeared.

Aso Qiuya: "..."

He felt that it would be embarrassing for him after death to care about this person.

——You are really wonderful.

……

"La Traviata": Except that your insult is the proof that you always love me, I seem to think that the more you torture me, the more noble I will be in your eyes when you know the truth.

——Alexander Dumas (Dumas Jr.).