[Masterpiece Les Miserables] Paris Sparks

"There are reasons for her, but only a small part. I have rarely been at the vanguard of the revolution like you in the past." Corona said, smiling at him, "Do you think I want to shirk all responsibility? For Anne?"

"What are the other reasons? I know you are not afraid of death, there must be other reasons."

Corona shook her head.

"Who says I'm not afraid of death? Of course I'm afraid of death, and I'm afraid more than you. Sometimes I really envy your chicness. You can do whatever you want. Be responsible. If you die, you will die, and you don’t have to be afraid of anything.”

"Can't you? You don't even need to worry about your parents." Enjolras asked.

"I can't. It's because I don't have parents—I am the pillar of this family." Corona sighed, "What about my sister? What about her daughter? Even if I'm an ordinary person, I I can't guarantee that they can inherit my inheritance well and live a life without worrying about food and clothing. Not to mention you know my current situation-so many people know that I have a lot of money, who doesn't want to get a piece of it? I always Only when they have the guarantee that they can live in safety, can they dare to risk their lives again."

"Sounds like you're already making such a pledge, doesn't it?"

"Yes. But it will take a while before they finish their studies. My sister has finally gotten used to it, but if I let her handle several things at the same time, I always worry that she will be in a hurry and can't handle it well. Not to mention that her daughter hasn't Get married—”

She shook her head and smiled while talking: "Listen to what I said! I am actually like those people I hate. When I see a girl, I worry about her marriage first."

"It turns out that when you were an elder, you also worried about marriage." Enjolras turned to look at her curiously, "I thought you were against marriage."

"I am opposed to judging a person by whether they are married, regardless of whether they are male or female. Of course, I also think that the current marriage is indeed too unfair to the woman, but if a person voluntarily enters into marriage, it is her own choice, and it is not my turn to object. .”

"So you yourself are determined not to marry?"

Corona stood still suddenly, she raised her head slightly, looked at Enjolras, and Enjolras also stood still and looked at her.

At that moment, the lights on the second floor of the neighboring house suddenly turned on.The sudden light startled both of them. Corona blinked, and quickly turned her head to avoid the sudden bright light. In that glimpse, Enjolras seemed to see the water shining Her eyes floated.

"Enjolras, you are a ruthless person sometimes." She said softly, with a smile as thin as morning mist in her voice, "You, it is you, who came to discuss this topic with me. Don't you Do you think I have no heart?"

Gradually, everyone knew what she fell in love with. The friends of ABC maintained a tacit understanding of not saying a word, and no one mentioned it.It had been so long since she revealed her identity, and it was the first time that this topic was brought up so clearly.

"I don't think so." Enjolras said softly, "On the contrary, I sometimes think, maybe you think I have no heart."

He raised his steps and walked forward slowly, and Corona followed.It gets dark early in winter, and although night has fallen now, it is not yet time for the factory to stop work.There are no people on the street, but there are many movements in the dilapidated houses on both sides: the sound of children playing, laughing, and crying, the sounds of men and women doing odd jobs at home, the sound of washing clothes, the sound of well water splashing. Splashing, yelling, groans/groans of patients.But Corona and Enjolras were just walking on the street. These two people who cared most about the suffering of the people seemed to have a moment when they felt that their hearts could not communicate with others in the world.

"I don't think so either." After walking a few steps, Corona replied, "If I really think you have no heart, then I won't—"

She paused, did not finish this sentence, but abruptly added another sentence, which was regarded as an answer to the first question: "I don't plan to spend my life with someone I don't love, and I will endure it every day. If you can only If so, I would rather not marry for the rest of my life.”

"That's good too," said Enjolras. "Sometimes—many times—it's much better not to be married than to be married."

There are not many people who hold this view, and even fewer men.Corona asked him cooperatively: "Why?"

"Because my parents' marriage was not happy."

According to Enjolras' character, there is only this one explanation, and that is enough.Corona nodded, not expecting more.To her surprise, Enjolras hesitated for a moment, then continued.

"My father has the title of viscount, and my mother is the youngest daughter of a baron. I heard from an old servant in the family that she yearned for romantic love when she was a girl. My father was very handsome when he was young. After the engagement, Mother must have admired him too.—No, I think mother has always admired him."

That's not surprising, Corona thought to herself.Just look at Enjolras' looks—even if his father is only five points as handsome as him, it is enough to attract the hearts of young girls who yearn for romance.But she had expected that this story might not have a happy ending.

"But my father ruined her." Enjolras continued, with obvious disgust in his tone, "my father desires that everything is under his control, and that nothing can be derailed. What does he want my mother to do? , she had to do whatever he wanted her to do, and she couldn’t touch anything if he didn’t let her do it. Everything inside and outside the house was under the control of my father, and my mother was at his mercy, and her status was no higher than an oil painting on the wall.

"After I was born, the atmosphere at home was still the same. Fortunately, my governess when I was a child was an upright and good man. He took the risk of secretly teaching me to tell right from wrong. He would arrange the timetable carefully, teach me classics and truths, and let I gradually realized that the good and evil in this world are not what my father created. Later, when I went to middle school and met Combeferre, I knew how outrageous my father's actions were. One time during a school holiday, my father happened to go to When I was out of town, I found a chance to be alone with my mother—in her own room. Her bookcase was full of books on economics and politics, but I knew she hadn't even read them. The ones she really liked Poems and love stories, my father thought they were too shallow and forbade her to read them. I asked her why she was willing to live such a life? Why did she refuse to resist? Although her family background was not as good as her father’s, she was once a beloved daughter at home, and she had to find a way to resist , there is always a way. I thought she would show a little displeasure even if she didn't dare to fight back, but she looked at me at that time, as if I was a vexatious child. She said——

"'How could I resist your father? I love him so much! He loves me so much.'"

"Forgive me for being rude to Lingci, but this is all nonsense." Corona said, "If you really love someone, how can you give her up to live this kind of life and suffer this kind of pain?"

"Exactly. But she couldn't listen. I persuaded her many times, and finally let my father find out. He flew into a rage and beat me and my mother. I missed classes for several months. Mother's body was weak, and after that Bedridden. But she still holds on to her ridiculous notion that she loves my father and can't live without him. She's completely domesticated by him.

"This is the love I see. This is the only form of love I have seen for a long time--a fog that covers reason, a chain that binds hands and feet, and obsession that leads people to sink into the abyss without struggling. I I can't believe this lie that has bound my mother all my life, please forgive me."

"You have nothing for me to forgive. Maybe I should thank you for being willing to tell me this." Corona said, "You don't need to explain so much."

After a pause, she suddenly smiled: "Could it be that you really feel a little guilty towards me?"

"How do you know—" Enjolras asked halfway in astonishment, and suddenly realized, "I want to have a good talk with Combeferre when I go back."

"Don't make things difficult for Gong Baifei."

The two sentences were spoken almost at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled. "It's not necessary." Corona shook her head and said, "I need recognition more than love—and you have already recognized me. I am very grateful."

They turned the corner.

Gradually, some factories have been shut down.This road is more prosperous, and there are more people on the road all of a sudden.Even though they knew that few of the passing workers would overhear other people's conversations, they seemed to find it difficult to speak, so Corona stopped talking and didn't say any more.They walked a block in silence, looking at each other from time to time.Enjolras secretly waited for Corona to speak—but Corona never said anything else.

Does she not need love?Even Enjolras knew that if she could really ask for nothing, the conversation just now would not have happened.But at the same time, he also believed that what she said was absolutely true.This confuses him.

"Don't you believe in love too?" After a long silence, he asked when they walked on a road with few pedestrians again.

"If you asked me this question when we first met, I might have a long-winded answer, like you, talk about my family, the love of my elders, and talk about the so-called 'love' in my eyes at that time. But now..." Corona looked back and smiled at him, "I can't give it a definition now. A person who is submerged by a huge wave cannot see the whole picture of the sea."

"There will be a day when the wind and waves will stop."

"Perhaps so. Do you hope so?"

"...I don't know." Enjolras said honestly.

Corona seemed to glance at him in surprise, and then she suddenly smiled. Under the dim light of the street lamp, this smile was very gentle, almost showing a kind of charm. "Don't worry, it's not your duty."

She said it lightly, without any strain, "You love this city and this country, and so do I. If other feelings get in the way, you don't mind at all."

——But how do you not mind?

Enjolras is a person with strict self-control, half of which comes from his tutor and half from his personal conduct.He hadn't experienced the loss of emotional control for a long time, but once he experienced it, it seemed that no matter how long it took him to pretend that it didn't exist, he let his heart return to the original track: when Corona pointed out their mistakes in treating women , The original trajectory seems to be no longer suitable for continuing.

Will the storm ever cease?He didn't know, but his own heart could no longer be calm.

...maybe one day in the future...

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Corona sighed. "Caroline said that the workers at the main gate are planning a parade again, you know? What is it this time?"

...Or maybe, until the revolution succeeds, this day will never come.