Rimbaud's girl

She doesn't like to talk to boys with pimples and oily faces, and thinks they are too stupid to have anything in common with them.Arthur and Fran took turns to pick her up from school. Both of them were beautiful boys, which raised the beauty index of the whole street, and Vitaly's aesthetic standards were also raised. Most people don't even look like her. It's hard to remember that Fu Lan joked that she judges people by appearance, but she was also very proud, thinking that she was super handsome and beautiful.

In fact, if it was safe, it would be best to let mother come over, but Mrs. Rimbaud did not want to leave her hometown.Eldest brother Frederick turned 11 last November and entered the army for three years in accordance with the compulsory military service law. Now only younger sister Isabel stays at home.Speaking of which, my mother could bring Isabel to Paris, but neither she nor Arthur wanted to be restrained by the strict mother all the time.

So it's better to find an older married woman to be her maid. It should be more comfortable for a maid to do things with money.

After the decision was made, Vitaly immediately wrote a job advertisement and asked Arthur to send it to the newspaper office tomorrow, and planned to ask their housemaid tomorrow if there was any suitable candidate to recommend.

Then he took out the manuscript paper and wrote two letters, one letter to Mr. Fleville, thanking him for paying her tuition, she was very grateful, she would go to Flaubert's house to study in the future, this is a good opportunity; the other A letter to Mr. Pestel, thanking him for his teaching for more than a year, he is a good teacher.

Arthur stayed in her room, and moved a chair to sit behind her and watch her write.

She felt strange, "You don't go to bed and wash your feet, do you have something to say to me?"

There was a strange expression on his face, which seemed to be angry, but also seemed to be a little tangled.He fiddled with the inkwell and the pens and pencils on her desk, moving them back and forth, absent-minded and confused.

"What's the matter? What happened these days?" She wondered.There shouldn’t be any major problems happening in the family. The small shop at home is more than enough to support Mrs. Rimbaud and Isabel. The elder brother is in the army. 50 francs.

"It's nothing." He continued to be absent-minded, his eyes wandering, and he didn't dare to look at her.

"Hurry up, I'm going to bed soon." She put down the pen, folded the letter, and put it in an envelope.

"Yes...it's Verlaine—" he whispered.

Feeling the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end, Vitaly screamed, "What?!" Then immediately realizing that she was too nervous, she lowered her voice, "What?"

"He wrote me from London—I swear, I never contacted him, he somehow got our address." He looked chagrined, "He said he was sick, and Leopold—that was That boy," he said quickly and vaguely, "broke up. He said he might die of illness, so he wanted to see me. If I didn't see him, he would die, maybe by jumping into the Thames, maybe by driving Shoot himself."

When Vitaly heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes unceremoniously, "Don't listen to him being miserable! People who want to commit suicide don't tell others that they want to die. Hey, you won't be moved by him, will you?"

She looked at him suspiciously.

"No, I'll let him die!" He looked impatient, "I just don't want him to send letters here again, but I don't want to move because of him. I live here very well. The landlady treats me very well. The rent is very good. It's cheap too. But if he keeps sending me letters, those people... those people will think I'm reconciled with him again."

"Why do you have to move when he comes to harass you?!" she yelled, "This is bullshit! Did Folan give away your address?"

"It's not him." Arthur shook his head. "Follan hasn't written to him for a long time. He knows that you hate Verlaine so much that he won't make you unhappy. But he knows that there are many people living here, and it's impossible for me to be alone. One to ask, who told him."

"You swear to me that you will not go to London, you will not see Verlaine, and even if he returns to Paris, you will not see him."

"I swear." He looked disdainful, "If he is not afraid that I will make a hole in his other hand, he can come to me."

"I'll customize a sword stick for you. If he comes to you shamelessly, you can just swipe his face like this a few times." She gestured with her hands.

Made Arthur laugh, "You really have a temper like me!" He rubbed her hair carelessly.

"Let me figure out a way." Vitaly thought for a moment, "Gabriel is in London, and there are many French people in London, so it should be easy to find him—did he leave his address for you?"

"I've kept it, I'll get it for you." He quickly returned to his room, brought a letter a minute later, and handed it to her.

Verlaine lived at 34 Holndstreet.

Vitaly quickly read the letter.The poet deserves to be a poet, even if he cries miserably, he is quite literary-->>

Artistic, he sold it badly in the letter, saying that Leopold, a little craftsman, had tormented him terribly, and finally ran away curly and soft; now he is penniless and sick, and he can't work as a tutor to make money. Poor and miserable, maybe time is running out. Before he died, he wanted to see Arthur, the boy who abandoned him cruelly; he forgave Arthur, and hoped to be with Arthur in his last days.

After reading it, she let out a "bah", "You should ask any other friends in Paris who received his miserable letter."

Arthur snorted, "He wrote letters to almost everyone." Of course, the content must be different, and the themes are all miserable.

"Do you want to keep this letter?"

"Burn it. If I didn't want to show it to you, I would have burned it long ago."

Vitaly gave him a look. "You should burn the letter without opening it."

Arthur was taken aback, and quickly covered it up, "I just want to see what he will say."

She snorted, "Don't pay attention to him. This kind of person is very perverted. He described himself as miserable, but didn't he take the initiative to know Leopold and take him away? Well, even if it is Leopold Obold took the initiative, he should know that this kind of scheming boy would not be willing to be his—" She wanted to say "male favorite", but felt that this seemed to hit her brother at the same time, another word, "lover .If you ask me, he asked for it! He always likes boys who are dangerous, if I say, he deserves it!"

"Yes, he deserves it!" Arthur was now gloating again. "He's a fool!"

"But he still knows to write to you, hoping to sell you badly, so you relented and ran to London to meet him. If you dare to go to London to meet him, I will chase after you and break your leg!" She looked fierce Baba said.

Arthur scratched her waist, "What are you talking about? Am I that stupid?"

The siblings laughed for a while.

"Come on, I'm going to write to Gabriel. I told him to find someone to check on Verlaine to see if he was going to die of illness. You said, I asked Gabriel to take someone to beat him up. Or give him a gun so he can kill himself quickly?"

Arthur was rather curious, "Do you hate him to death?"

"No, it doesn't matter to me whether he dies or not? Didn't he say that he either jumps into the Thames or commits suicide with a gun? Drowning may be a bit miserable, but it's easier to use a gun, so let him be fulfilled."

This guy is really shameful, hateful and detestable. He gave up his reputation and status, and brought Mathilde a humiliation—your husband actually eloped with a boy!This nature is more serious than his elopement with his mistress.But Mathilde still wanted to forgive him!

She shook her head.It is not arbitrarily considered that Mathilde is too "Holy Mother", she has been educated like this, to forgive her husband's mistakes, and not to destroy her own family unless it is absolutely necessary.Mathilde is very traditional, she is an ordinary woman in this era, understandable, but of course, if she encounters this kind of thing, she will teach him a lesson for the rest of her life the first time, just like Arthur Using a knife, he pierced a double hole in the palm of Verlaine's hand.

Arthur is ruthless enough, like her, even more ruthless sometimes.She hasn't met anyone or something that can make her show her ruthlessness and unfeelingness, and she doesn't know what she will do, but she will most likely be like her brother, who will never forgive.

She wrote to Gabriel, but she didn't mention Arthur. She only said that a guy who had offended her was hiding in London and asked him to find someone to see if Verlaine was dead. If he wasn't dead, please find a way. Advise him to die.

After writing the letter, fold the letter paper, put it in an envelope, and write the address of Oran's house.He returned Verlaine's letter to Arthur, "Take it back and burn it yourself."

She wasn't worried that Arthur would sneak off to London, but that Verlaine would return to Paris and pester Arthur again.The older brother probably wouldn't soften his heart, but that guy was too sexy to be judged by common sense.

Arthur doesn't need physical debauchery to have creative inspiration. The bigwigs in the art world don't talk about "morality" very much, and they do a lot of nonsense. There are a lot of artists who have extramarital affairs, but it should wait until he can Let's talk when we have the ability to judge.If Arthur fell in love with a beautiful boy or a handsome young man now, she would not discriminate against him if they were in love with each other, but it couldn't be Verlaine, even if Arthur was now an adult.

If he dared to come back and pester Arthur, she would find a way to kill him without frowning.

I don't know what Gabriel will think of her request. Did she not write seriously enough?

She got up from the bed, lit a candle, opened the envelope, read the letter again, and added a ps: I'm not kidding, I hope you don't think I'm indifferent to other people's lives.He should be unwilling to die. People who want to die will not tell others that they want to die, but I don't want to hear from him again. So, do you have a better solution?