Started with a green hat for Verlaine

[I met Adele. 】

[Adele was wandering near the black area of ​​Barbados, and her mental state was not good. The doctor told me that my daughter was only one step away from a complete collapse. Fortunately, we found her in time. 】

【I am not going to send her to a nursing home. This may be a wrong decision. The environment of a nursing home may be more suitable for convalescence, but I have no regrets. That is my only daughter. 】

【Dear readers and friends, I sincerely thank you for providing the whereabouts of Adele, so that a homeless family is not broken. 】

[I live in Jersey, which is close to France. The environment here is not very good, not as good as the bustling Brussels. Adele is weak. I plan to move to Guernsey in a month, buy a house and settle there, and then find a way to go See my youngest son, I'll send you my updated address after I've settled in, your mailing address won't change, will it? 】

[I hope that after the flames of war in Paris are extinguished, I can invite you to enjoy Notre Dame de Paris, which is my favorite place. Every sunrise and sunset always gives me different emotions. 】

【--Victor Hugo. 】

Letters are placed on the table, and Ma Shengqiu will always put them back after reading them, and then carefully store them in the drawer. In his drawer - there are many extra francs sent with the letter.

Achieving such a result is the best level.

Ma Shengqiu also read a lot of books, and he didn't know where Adele Hugo was in Barbados.

An island is so big, he gave Victor Hugo a hope, and the other party will desperately search for it, and it is thanks to Victor Hugo's own efforts that the hope turns into reality.

Ma Shengqiu also stood up and closed the drawer. With the rustling sound of wood rubbing against rollers, he leaned forward, flipped the switch of the gas lamp, and turned it off.The light, similar to candlelight, was yellowish. The light fell on the side face of the black-haired man. The lines were soft, and the skin did not appear sickly yellow. Instead, it was as white and bright as ivory, without powder, natural and pure.

His expression was so serene, as if he had completed a small matter, and he didn't care about Adele Hugo's future.Because of the emotional change brought about by Victor Hugo's letters, he returns to a backwater, and when there is no second person, he is like someone who has been forgotten by the world.

The gas lamps gradually dimmed, and this most sought-after beauty sank into the gloom.

The apartment has been changed, the rent is higher, and it is still a standard "school district room".

An additional bedroom, similar to a modern family suite, is fully furnished and you don't have to worry about snatching Oscar Wilde's room.

When the latest books bought in the apartment were finished, Ma Shengqiu also went to the bed in the bedroom, and changed into the waist-tied nightgown that Wilde had given him, so as to spend the time when Wilde went to school.

After school at Methodist Academy, Bernard Shaw excitedly took presents and went to his old place.

He hasn't been there for a while, and he wants to give the membership card given by the opera house to the gentleman who refuses to show up. The reason why he judges that the gentleman is not a lady, the first impression he has on the handwriting on the paper ball is that he has a good figure, A kind, wise, unhurried British gentleman.

But when he got there, Bernard Shaw was struck by lightning: "You mean he moved?!"

The landlord was ventilating and cleaning the house. When he saw the young man, he mistook him for a friend he knew from the tenant and complained: "I made an appointment to rent for half a year, but I moved out after three months. Keep your word, otherwise who will rent the house to you."

Bernard Shaw was pleasantly surprised that the people living here were students, and happy that the landlord knew the information.

George Bernard Shaw asked: "Have they paid the room fee? If not, I can pay for it."

The landlord's complaints stopped, and he said angrily: "I paid, but they didn't take it back."

Bernard Shaw was speechless.

After collecting half a year's rent, the other party only lived for three months, so why not be dissatisfied.

After inquisitive inquiries, Bernard Shaw got the name of the tenant, who was called "Oscar Wilde", a native of Dublin, who had just come to Trinity College this year.For these news, Bernard Shaw paid 5 shillings as a reward, and was treated as a fool.

Bernard Shaw was not angry, his eyes sparkled. Trinity College is a school that locals in Dublin yearn for.

He calculated his own age: "Enrolling this year means that Mr. Wilde will study at Trinity School for three years. When I enroll at the age of 16, I can become a student who is two years later than him?" Quan Xin, thinking that it would be best to go to Trinity College to inquire, how could a person with such compassion and wisdom be so unknown.

First of all, the family situation will be very good.

Secondly, according to the height of the window opening, the height of the other party is much taller than yourself.

He is kind and kind, as the landlord said, the tenant has brown hair and brown eyes, and looks good!

"Brown hair and brown eyes?" George Bernard Shaw went out and thought, "The light was not good at the time, I remember seeing that gentleman standing behind the curtain, his face not fully exposed, his hair color was darker, and his skin exposed to the sun was very dark. Bai, that's why I discovered someone all of a sudden."

Based on his door-to-door inquiries, he had locked on to Oscar Wilde.

This person is right!

Without Oscar Wilde's knowledge, he had an extra fan who loves music, and the other party wanted to repay his kindness.

At Trinity College, Oscar Wilde saw someone anonymously sending him a gift and came to the school gate to sign for it. He opened it curiously, and it turned out to be a second opera house membership card!

In the corner, Bernard Shaw had no doubts when he saw Oscar Wilde.

【It's him! 】

[When I was whistling outside, he gave me money once! 】

[No wonder he asked me to perform more nearby, because he lives nearby and can hear the music I play, he is the kind person who taught me how to make money! 】

Bernard Shaw was elated, and hid behind the wall with flushed cheeks, as if he had seen an idol.

The idol looks very flamboyant, but he did not expect to be so low-key.

【I want to be his apprentice! 】

On the other hand, Oscar Wilde has two membership cards and wants to take Aso Qiuya to the opera.Under his various beggings, Ma Shengqiu was very troubled, and it was useless to cover his ears, but he was persuaded by Oscar Wilde with various reasons.

"Please, the membership card can have a box, let's go to the box, no one can find you!"

"..."

"Don't you want to see an opera? The latest opera!"

"……Fine."

"When you go to the opera house to watch an opera, you need to wear formal clothes, otherwise you will be laughed at. I will measure your size to ensure that you will never buy a large size again."

Oscar Wilde climbed up the pole.

Ma Shengqiu was also handed over to Wilde to arrange, but it was just an extra set of formal clothes, which he could barely pay back with his current remaining funds.

It's just that when measuring the body, Oscar Wilde's serious and focused gaze caught Ma Shengqiu in awe. The other party didn't behave frivolously, or verbally teased him like Wen Ye's British transcender, as if he was doing something meaningful.

At the age of 16, although he is mentally mature, he has not yet understood many things.

An Irish teenager who collects posters of female stars, not... a British transcendent who has been in the romantic field for a long time, occupies a high position, and will face all kinds of temptations and calculations by men and women.

Ma Shengqiu couldn't help but put his palm on the opponent's squatting head.

Oscar Wilde measured his ankle, felt his hair stroked, and it was a long and beautiful finger, suitable for playing an instrument and holding a pen for writing.He looked up, surprised in his heart, showing a helpless expression: "Qiu, I'm not a child."

[No, you are. 】

Ma Shengqiu also lowered his eyes.

[No matter what kind of person you become in the future, I will remember your innocence. 】

"The suit doesn't need to fit too well." Aso Qiu also casually said, "It should be looser. I need a long coat and two shoulder pads to cover my figure. I need to cover 80.00% of my face. Wrap a breathable cotton cloth around my waist to try not to expose my Asian body. The appearance of a person."

Seeing his opinion, Oscar Wilde raised his hands in agreement.

"You can't be seen by others! I'm afraid that the Duke will be so fascinated by you that he can't walk. The next day's newspaper said that there is a man who can make people's hearts fall with his back!"

"Ow!"

The end of the outrageous words was that Oscar Wilde was hit on the head.

How to knock chestnuts accurately is the skill of every oriental parent.

three days later.

The entrance of the Dublin Opera House.

On weekends, Oscar Wilde and Aso Qiu also dressed formally, and they rented a carriage to go to the Opera House.Without the support of others, Ma Shengqiu came down with long legs. He was wearing a straight ironed suit, with a straight back, a gentleman's stick in his hand, and a black top hat. It was the most popular attire in Europe in the [-]th century and belonged to the upper class. social attire.

He has tried his best to lower his sense of existence, making himself look "fat", so that he won't look like an oriental with narrow shoulders and narrow waist.

The deadliest face - he wrapped himself in a state where he couldn't see the light.

Aso Qiuya's face was covered with gauze, and the skin exposed under the chin was powdered pale, with rashes and burn marks camouflaged around the edges.In the nineteenth century, when silicone was not invented, disguise masks were unnecessary. He could only roughly borrow Kudo Yukiko's makeup skills.

In the process of entering the opera house, people will come into contact with each other. After seeing the traces of the face, everyone who sees Aso Qiuya instinctively looks away and does not want to contact the other party.

Oscar Wilde couldn't hide his excitement, it was a success!

In the box of the Opera House, Oscar Wilde couldn't wait to show off: "How is the Dublin Opera House? Is it better than the Opera House in your last story?"

"It's incomparable." Ma Shengqiu also raised his eyelids, his face was piercing, and paired with a chain, he looked like the avenger in the anime "Family Teacher" who went to arrest serious criminals. "The opera house I described is the famous The Paris Opera House, I have been to their boxes, and the decoration is more tasteful than here.”

Oscar Wilde was not convinced: "This is the best opera house in Dublin, and it ranks first in the UK. I will definitely go to the Paris Opera House once in the future."

Oscar Wilde, with his arm on the railing, whispers before the opera begins.

"I've thought about it for a long time. In your last story, you were played with emotions several times. The opera singer who wanted to blow up Paris is very interesting. On the contrary, you are too ugly to see people, so you wear a mask every day and write operas in the dark , Are those opera lovers who pursue him male or female?"

"female."

"That's impossible! What you describe looks like a group of excellent male suitors!"

"You heard wrong."

"Don't answer me like that, I'm very disappointed."

Oscar Wilde thought he could spot details that had been overlooked, but was told he didn't.

Ma Shengqiu also didn't want to lead him astray: "It's only natural for men and women to marry each other."

Oscar Wilde sly: "But beauty has no distinction between men and women."

Ma Shengqiu did not change his face: "I am different from you, and I don't want you to misunderstand. As far as I know, European men have large pores, their skin is prone to hair growth, and they are prone to baldness and obesity in middle age. They cannot be as graceful as women. You can exude charm until you are 50 years old."

Oscar Wilde, wounded by his adjectives for Europeans, clutches his heart.

It is normal to have hair on the skin!

"Does that mean I can only admire oriental men like you?"

"No, I don't recommend it."

Ma Shengqiu also spared no effort to cut off his homosexual tendency, "I am a descendant of the Ming Dynasty. I went to the countryside and cut my hair short, but braids are popular in my country."

Oscar Wilde muses: "Braided head? A laborer's hairstyle?"

Ma Shengqiu also replied: "Yes."

Oscar Wilde felt cold.

With such a hairstyle, no matter how amazingly beautiful it is, it doesn't conform to his aesthetics!

No one can bear it!

Ma Shengqiu also saw Wilde's disappointment, "Besides caring about other people, you should also take care of your own hair. British baldness is a world-renowned thing."

Oscar Wilde was shocked: "Is that what people say about the British abroad?"

Aso, who used 21st century intelligence to frighten people, nodded nonchalantly.

Oscar Wilde paid no attention at once.

"Anyway, I'm Irish."

Wilde who said these words was proud and confident, and did not accept the ruling power of the British government. Ma Shengqiu also felt the difference between the two worlds more and more by his side.He absent-mindedly made a comparison. He saw the British transcendent at the auction for the first time. He appeared with a powerful aura. He wore the jaw-dropping black stockings and high-heeled shoes with a sense of arrogance and domineering sharpness. The gorgeous sun god shocked the audience.

Ma Shengqiu will never forget the tenseness of everyone under that aura——

[Don't offend this person! 】

No matter how good-looking the transcendent is and how approachable he is, ordinary people must maintain a little humility in front of the strong who can dominate their lives.The order side of the Wenye world suppresses the chaos side. It is not a hunter world where all people are martial. The concept of strength and weakness has not been engraved in the hearts of the people at the bottom, but it also reveals the law of the jungle behind a civilized society.

"The opera has begun." Oscar Wilde's voice came through his memory.

The gorgeous illusion in front of Akiya Aso dissipated and returned to the ordinary reality. Oscar Wilde, who kept his figure by sucking his stomach, was like a sun god being reduced to a mortal in an instant.

The contrast was so great that he was stunned.

This is reality?

Is this the British transcendent who I was nervous and declined politely?

In the depths of his brain, the values ​​​​constructed by the distorted supernatural world split apart.

Coincidentally, this opera depicts a god in Greek mythology who came to the mortal world, met a princess, and was told by the princess that he was humble and unworthy of her words.

"puff--"

"Autumn?"

Oscar Wilde asked the person who was laughing probingly, and heard a broken and sad laugh.

"The gods in the sky have come to the mortal world—"

[In the huge deep pit, the Frenchman with long curly hair fell to the ground, dying, completely unaware that the person who rescued him had evil intentions. 】

"Ordinary people don't know."

[A blond young man walked towards him on a non-existent staircase. 】

"They are mortals."

[In the fifteenth century, a poor shop, a gluttonous British businessman, a French poet who didn't like to write poetry, an ugly but hard-working bell ringer of Notre Dame de Paris. 】

"He sublimated into a god in our admiration."

【The bell ringer turns into a handsome red-haired man and smiles gratefully at him. 】

Ma Shengqiu also bowed his knees in the supernatural society for half his life.

The bent waist and lowered dignity cannot be erased by becoming the leader of the port mafia.

He was interrupted proudly but didn't know it.

If he had the same status and equal power as Verlaine, how could he suddenly collapse when he heard that Lan Tang was going back to France with Verlaine, and had the idea of ​​committing suicide to save face.

His personality has been distorted by the supernatural society, and his values ​​have been subtly rewritten.

The soul is scarred and numb like an old man.

"Oscar, you are right." Ma Shengqiu was also persuaded by him to come out to watch an opera, watching a ridiculous play in his own eyes, "I can see the world clearly if I take a walk more often."

"Look, I'm smiling."

Weeping at myself prostrate before others, and laughing at trying to be equal.

Arthur Rimbaud, you despise me for deceiving people, from holding the winning ticket to looking ashamed, such embarrassment, revealing my jealousy of the partner of the transcendent.You just look at me like this, and listen to me spit out my eight-year malice towards the stranger Verlaine, as if you are in a cold hell, and you find that the beautiful illusion is something I have painstakingly whitewashed.

I admit that I am using your feelings for me to get revenge on you...

You do not love me.

it won't hurt.

In the end, what I hurt is not the enemy, but the victim... you who left me.

……

After Ma Shengqiu figured it out, he shut himself up again.

The bravest person in the world is to scold his wife who has not cheated on him for abandoning his wife and children, to show love to his rival in name, and to pray that the other party can understand his sincerity.

My wife of eight years, whose real name is Paul Verlaine? ? ?

……

"Three-Dimensional Truth": Every couple who came to get tattoos basically broke up.

——Professional tattoo artist.