The rich man and the poor man

From Grasse to Paris, the small plane takes about one and a half hours.

Of course Han Fu didn't intend to fly.His original plan was to rent a car with Pei Zhen and drive there, passing through Cannes, Marseille, Lyon and several well-known natural parks, where he could stop and go easily and enjoy the beautiful autumn scenery of France along the way.

But it happened that Liszt was going to Paris to attend a perfumer dinner meeting that day, and had already rented a luxury private jet.So under the insistence of Grandpa Vincent, the two of them went along with the flow and took Liszt's vehicle.

The small plane has complete facilities, a small carpeted mahogany cabin, where you can lie down, sleep and take a shower, and there are all kinds of fine wine and lobster.

Han Fu couldn't help standing at attention and sighing: "...the rich are really extravagant."

Liszt: "???"

How to say it as if you are not rich!

After getting on the plane, Liszt consciously kept his gentlemanly demeanor inappropriate for the light bulb.Sitting comfortably in the front row, I stretched my long legs, took a bottle of champagne, and found that the vintage was great.

"Dom Pérignon Charles Diana Champagne 1961? Wow, this one is rare in the market, do you want to try it?"

Turning around, he was interrupting the intimate ear-biting behavior of the two behind.The emotions in both Hei Tong and Yin Yang's eyes were slightly subtle, and it was obvious that they were secretly discussing him!

Liszt: I can bear it.

Anyway, I’ve gotten used to it recently—since he returned to the UK after traveling around the world, everyone who knew him was stunned and dazed for the first time, and then exclaimed, “Wow, I haven’t seen you for a year, you’ve grown so tall, and you’ve changed so much. Handsome!"

They said "handsome" on their lips, but they all had obvious regretful faces.

Under his questioning, he had to admit in the end, "He is really handsome now, but I always feel... he is still cuter like before~"

Let Listerson feel the distortion of human nature and the loss of morality.

cute?Yes, I was "cute" when I dwarfed winter melon, but the question is what's the use of being cute?

All of you crazy people who only regard Lao Tzu as a mascot, and those who have been interested in Lao Tzu since childhood have all turned out to be suspected pedophiles.I'm still a shameful virgin in my twenties, and I'm still a shameful virgin. You talk about being cute every day, and you say you're cute and want to be X?Who will be responsible in the end?

Finally, God has eyes, and finally grow long legs, and the muscles are sexy and fit after a whole year of running around.

I feel like a magazine model when I look in the mirror, and the place where I am out of the single is right in front of my eyes.

So, those little regretful eyes?Don't be kidding, it's just covering up envy, jealousy and hatred!

"Little Lizi, what are you..." However, when Han Fu took the champagne, he couldn't hold back, and asked Liszt's face that had become a bit rough and rough in his opinion, asking a question all night long. The problem.

"Didn't your grandpa say last night that you traveled around the world in a large luxury car?"

"Living in the car eats and sleeps well, how can it be like this after a year?"

It's really too dark.

If it weren't for the sharp and three-dimensional facial features that are easy to identify, he wouldn't be sure that this guy is the same person as the fair-skinned and beautiful Xiaodouding back then.And it's not a tough itinerary by bicycle, how could such an extravagant RV tour be like this?Shouldn't the other half of the white race be untanned?

Liszt: "..."

I have worked hard for a year under the ultraviolet rays to get this hormonally bursting bronze skin, okay?

Speaking of which, Asia is still whitening, right?Everyone in Europe is now tanned. Everyone envies my complexion. I can't keep up with the trend!

……

Han Fu really felt that Liszt's current appearance was not pleasing to the eye.

You're an awkward kid, why pretend to be an adult?It's like watching the screaming duck in the bathtub at home suddenly being stuffed into an Ultraman shell. It looks tall and tall and can fight little monsters. The problem is still that little tsundere core!

It's just a change of a European and American handsome appearance~ It can actually coax Zhenzhen into a daze.

Mouth hang.

Beside him, Liszt was holding champagne, and at Pei Zhen's request, he was eloquent about the dinner he was about to attend in Paris.

It was a well-known small dinner meeting in the fragrance industry. Perfume magazines called it a "round table meeting." The "round table meeting" is held in Paris every autumn. It is a private forum for the real "blue blood nobles" of the global perfume family. Many participants They are all heirs of a century-old luxury brand like Liszt, and the barriers to entry are very high.

"Really? Even Apollo's pressure Alexander Allege went there last year? And Grandma Du Fang, the national treasure perfumer CiCi?"

Pei Zhen took a deep breath, fiddling with Liszt's invitation full of longing.Even the invitation cards are very gorgeous - the color of the starry sky, and the dazzling light and shadow of lasers after opening.

Like an invitation letter from the Kingdom of Dreams, I couldn't help flipping through it enviously.

Seeing his secretly liking look, Han Fu immediately made up his mind—isn't it just a meeting with world-class industry elites!When I look back, I will ask my dad, if I can find a relationship and get a seat for them next year!

Unexpectedly, Liszt took a sip of champagne: "Are you interested? Come together tonight?"

Han Fu: =dish=#

Pei Zhen's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Really, can I go? But it doesn't mean that this meeting can only be attended if you are confirmed to be invited? And the reduction of the number of people is very strict, you can't bring guests casually..."

"Look at this, Mr. Lestat Campbell and his plus one," Liszt smiled, pointing to the words on the last line of the invitation letter with a pretty finger, "I can take someone with me, although I usually bring a female companion, but I don't have one anyway. Shall I go? "

Pei Zhen: "I'll go!"

The night before, Pei Zhen chatted with Liszt's grandfather for a long time, and he already felt that he had benefited a lot.If you can still participate in the round table meeting, see the long-worshiped master perfumers, and even get some pointers from them...

Just thinking about it made his fingertips tremble slightly with excitement.

……

It was raining in Paris that day.It was foggy and confused, and it took a long time for the plane to find the tower before it stopped.

The booked hotel is located on the most prosperous Champs Elysees Avenue in Paris, but you can't just stroll around in the rain.The three of them went to the department store, and Han Fu carefully selected a dress suitable for the dinner party for Pei Zhen.

Dress up the person carefully from head to toe, and told Liszt: "I heard that Paris is not safe at night recently, and robbers especially like to stare at Asian faces. You take people away, but I can send them back safely."

Liszt: "QAQ why am I a flower protector? I'm also easily robbed!"

Han Fu hooked his lips and pointed to the mirror.When Liszt looked at the reflection inside, there was also a black line - he still couldn't get used to it. In terms of appearance, he was no longer the soft and weak person who wanted to protect Xiaodouding.

Pei Zhen: "Han Xiaohua, if you are bored by yourself at night, you can watch TV and read books, study your newly acquired incense, or sit at the bar of the hotel. I will try not to come back too late, maybe you I'll be back after taking a bath, but don't wait for me if it's late, go to bed first if you're sleepy, you know?"

"Also... the weather will be fine tomorrow, I have checked everything. I will accompany you to visit Paris tomorrow. Let's go to the library and the Perfume Museum to find the information you are looking for. There will be nothing wrong with the itinerary after that. I brought you together. By the way, do you want to go to the Louvre to see paintings tomorrow?"

He spoke quickly, a little anxious and flustered.

Han Fu smiled: "It's okay, you can go at ease. Perfume ranks first and I rank second. I know it and I can accept it. Anyway, the ranking is higher than cats."

He can accept it, but Pei Zhen can't: "No! You are ranked first!"

"It's true! You are the most important, so you..." He took two deep breaths, his chest heaved, and he wanted to cry like a strong man broke his wrist. "If you don't want me to go, I won't go!"

Liszt on the side: I just see how the play is performed.

Han Fu looked very happy: "Really?"

Immediately took two steps in front of Pei Zhen, put her head on his shoulder coquettishly and rubbed it against him, "Then~ otherwise, don't go, it was originally agreed, this trip is to accompany me to play, I will I don't like you thinking about things other than me."

Pei Zhen's expression collapsed at that moment, like a child whose toy was taken away, or like a mute who ate Coptis chinensis.But in the end, he still nodded his head, and let out a "huh" and tried to hold back his extreme disappointment.

Han Fu rested on his shoulder, trying to suppress a smile.

Finally couldn't hold back anymore, straightened up and kissed his forehead: "I'm just kidding you."

Liszt: Hehe, I really blinded my dog's eyes.

……

After dinner, the rain temporarily stopped for a while, and the entire Champs-Elysées Avenue was rarely seen in the wet night with bright neon lights and no people coming and going.

Liszt looked at his watch: "There is still half an hour for the car to pick us up and go shopping together?"

So the three of them walked eastward along the gorgeous and quiet brand stores in the high-end business district. Liszt was very familiar with France, pointing to the shops of those old brick and stone buildings along the way, and Hugo lived in this place with Pei Zhen and the others. That place was Dumas' former residence...

Han Fu and Pei Zhen happily walked and listened.

In the fresh breath of rain, around them, there was also an indescribable, slightly psychedelic aroma slowly permeating.

Han Fu lowered his head, he and Pei Zhen were wearing brown leather ropes around their wrists.On each of the leather straps hung a small holed vial containing some curly plants that looked like dried seaweed.

[This is a plant given to me by the local witch doctor when I went to Haiti when I was young. It is said to have mysterious power.Put on this blessing, I believe you will be able to find what you are looking for. 】

This pair of small leather ropes was tied by Grandpa Vincent himself last night.

Liszt was still a little dissatisfied at the time: [Grandpa, are you my real grandfather?Why are there none of mine! 】

Mr. Vincent blinked his blue eyes: 【This thing is for couples.When you find your other half, I will also bless you. 】

Han Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and shook his wrist: "Hey, little Li, did your grandpa ever secretly tell you... about the old man Morovie when he was young?"

He always felt that Liszt's grandfather looked a little happy and mysterious, so he must know something!But he didn't say anything maliciously, insisting on letting them find it by themselves.

"I didn't say anything about Merovie I," Liszt said, "but, Grandpa said another thing."

"Eugene... It seems that in an important fragrance competition, he lost his ancestor Lord Aldoga's 'Queen of White Porcelain' fragrance to Merowe. Afterwards, the fragrance of Queen of Porcelain disappeared. Grandpa always said... ...Will the clues be in this incense book left by the old man?"

When Liszt said this, he scratched his head: "I was thinking... If you happen to find the fragrance of the White Porcelain Queen later, can you give me a copy?"

Pei Zhen: "I never heard that you are also interested in Empress Baici?"

"No." Liszt looked a little awkward, "I want to give it to Tu Ya's brother."

Pei Zhen: "..."

"Although Tu Ya said several times that his brother doesn't care about the past, and we can continue to be friends, I still feel a little bit sorry. I have been thinking about it before, if I find out the fragrance that her brother wants most , maybe you can feel at ease."

"Actually, Tu Ya's brother is quite nice and not difficult to get along with. The recent cooperation with Hua Chuntang is also very pleasant."

"The one surnamed Li is very annoying. He follows him every day, and he is very hostile to me. I don't understand. He framed Cranberry back then, and I didn't bother him first. Why is his face so big?"

……

The streets in the eastern section of the Champs Elysees are more and more tree-lined, and less populated than the western section.The shadows of the trees are dense, and the ups and downs are a bit scary from a distance.

Pei Zhen: "There are almost no one to see, and the time is almost up, let's go back together, and then Han Xiaohua, go back to the hotel. Doesn't it mean that the night in Paris is not very safe now?"

Han Fu: "It's okay, Zhenzhen, you forgot? I'm super good at fighting!"

With that said, he turned around obediently and walked back.After the rain, there was water on the road, and following the lights, we unknowingly diverted to the asphalt side street lined with cafes.There is a small bend in the street, and a few small piers next to it are equipped with iron chains. At the same time, the sky is raining sporadically, and the church bells are ringing in my ears, jingling, jingling.

Han Fu was stunned for a moment, always feeling that the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

"Zhenzhen, have you watched "Midnight in Paris"?"

Pei Zhen shook his head: "But I've heard it, is it a complicated love triangle story?"

Han Fu: "You should be talking about "Midnight in Barcelona". "Midnight in Paris" is another story. Let's watch it together when you have time!"

"You should watch it, it's a great movie!" Liszt snapped up, "It's about a confused American writer who went to Paris for vacation, got into a classic car while wandering the streets at night, and accidentally traveled to 1920 In [-], he met his writer idols Fitzgerald and Hemingway there..."

……

The limousine car arrived, Pei Zhen and Liszt got on the car and rushed to the dinner.

The rain began to fall sporadically again, and Han Fu continued walking along the street, remembering that "Paris is the most beautiful in the rain" in the movie, and suddenly he felt a little poetic about taking a walk in such a drizzle.

He thought, everyone walking in Paris in the rain must have a different mood.

Some are in a hurry, some are worried that their clothes are wet, but some must be as comfortable as him——

His current life is really very satisfying.People always don't cherish when they get something for nothing, and they will be extremely painful if they miss it.As for him, he has longed for and lost so he knows how to cherish, worked hard, and finally got what he wanted, how could he not feel very fulfilled?

There is something to do, someone to love, something to look forward to, and a curiosity about the unknown.I don't expect any more lucky things to come.

But at this moment, a pleasant bell sound was heard.

Behind him, a tourist bus was slowly approaching. The driver was a smiling uncle, smoking a pipe, ringing a small bell, and enthusiastically calling him to get on in French.

It's like reappearing the scene before time travel in the movie.

It's just that this bus is very new, it's a very serious tourist bus with red paint, and there are a few passengers on it that look very normal. guests.

Han Fu smiled.

In the little lucky bottle given by Grandpa Vincent, the little plant obviously had no smell last night.But in the moisture of the rain, the direction is getting thicker and thicker. The strong fragrance makes people feel a little drunk like drunk.

He suddenly wanted to board the sightseeing bus and see the Champs Elysees and the Seine at night.

Then I got into the car, stood beside the seat and pulled the bracelet, and looked out the window with a smile on the bright lights in the rain.

The minibus drove on and on, I don't know how long it has been driving, let alone when the other passengers got off the bus.By the time Han Fu recovered from his drunkenness, he had already been placed at the terminal.

In front of him was a strange grand party, many well-dressed gentlemen walked in with ladies in bright autumn skirts.

He also walked up the steps in a trance.No one stopped him, the waiter just smiled and bowed: "Bonsoirmonsieur." (Good evening sir)

So, out of nowhere, he walked in.

The hall inside is, golden lighting, orange floor.Gramophone, piano music, gentlemen in tuxedos standing and chatting, and women in costumes smoking cigarettes by themselves.Some of them wear headbands similar to Daisy in "The Great Gatsby", some wear netted veils, big wavy hair, and certain glass lamps with special ancient designs.

Han Fu began to feel that something was wrong.

First of all, he didn't even see a person with his head down playing with his mobile phone.No TV screens, no microphones, no speakers and no DJ.Besides, the dress of these people... suits and dresses are not a big problem, but there is an inexplicable sense of age that can only be seen in black and white movies.

Then, his eyes slowly fell on a middle-aged woman smoking women's cigarettes.

She was thin and had a sharp air.Dressed politely, in a long-sleeved little black dress with the usual pearl pendant around her neck.She noticed the line of sight from this side, and gave it a cold look, the raised thin eyebrows, and the perfect corners of her lips with a hint of sarcasm...

Gabrielle Coco Chanel?

It is almost exactly the same as the black and white photo in the biography, but it is more vivid.Han Fu's heart was pounding, and there was a series of "I" in my heart!

Are you dreaming?Is it possible to get on a car and cross through the streets of Paris at midnight just like in the movie?Or did you just stumble into a vintage cosplay party?

Tchaikovsky's "Four Seasons" sounded.

The melodious and smooth melody made Han Fu turn his head. The person playing the piano casually was a handsome blond man with a smile on his lips and a cyclope with a chain on his left cheek.

Merovie Glass.

The front face is high-definition, which is no different from the photos he has seen all day for half a month. If this is also a god-level cosplay...

Just as he was thinking, there was a commotion behind him.He heard someone call "Eugene," and then the piano stopped abruptly—

The real Eugene Aldoga was tall, dark-haired, gray-eyed.It is the kind of angular thinness unique to Russians.His facial features are not as impeccably refined as Merovie's. It can even be said that there are a lot of flaws, and there are a little freckles, but how should I put it... extremely recognizable, and the overall shape is very stylish.

Merovey stood up and walked over to him.

The two of them are the kind of old enemies with bad faces and sneer, they just get closer and closer, and finally they are face-to-face and nose-to-nose, and it is hard to tell whether the mutual eyes will kill you or they will kiss each other in the next second The state of being on the verge of firing.

Now Han Fu was completely restless.

I am afraid that everything in front of me is a dream, and I am afraid that it is not a dream.

Fortunately, I remembered that in the movie, the time travel in Paris is "disposable every day". I really want to go home and turn left and walk a few steps and go back. Most likely, I won't be trapped in inexplicable scenes and can't go back.

But he certainly couldn't just go out and turn left now.

Pei Zhen did not hesitate to leave him to attend the dinner tonight, just to pay homage to Grandma Du Fang, a master perfumer who is still alive.If he knew that he saw his ultimate idol Merovie here and didn't strike up a conversation, there would be no way to spare him lightly when he went back!