Rimbaud's girl

He walked back, sat next to her, and stroked her carefully.

She dodged back, which made him even more distressed and regretful, and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, my rose. There will never be a next time, I promise. Don't cry, okay?"

"You are a man, you are stronger than me, in the future... if you quarrel with me in the future, will you hit me?"

"Don't be silly. I'm—I really freaked you out, didn't I?"

She nodded.

"Have you ever seen a man beat a woman?"

Nodding, "I have seen that in Luoshi Village, many men beat their wives and children."

He smiled, "Rosh Village—do you remember the first time you saw me, what did you think of me?"

"I thought you were a stupid rich young master."

"You knew I was rich then?"

"Yes, a country boy is rich enough to have a five-franc piece in silver, but you can get a twenty-franc piece in gold."

Only then did Gabriel suddenly realize, "So that's the case! Then I'm really stupid! And you, you were a smart girl at that time." He pressed a kiss on her shoulder, "Weiwei, I love you, when I think of having Another man kissed you, and I was so angry that I didn't know what to do."

"You can't hurt me when you're angry."

"There will never be a next time." He carefully pulled up the sleeves of her nightgown, "I, I have never asked you, that Van Gogh... have you kissed him?"

Vitaly said nothing.

He panicked and sad, "You kissed him, didn't you?" He suddenly became sad, "Is it because I can't be with you all the time? Or, or do you like him?"

She still didn't speak.

"You like him? You like him right? But why did you agree to my marriage proposal?"

"Don't ask such strange words." She said coldly.

He was stunned for a while, and then said fiercely: "I don't care if you like that Dutchman or not! We are getting engaged, and after the engagement, I will take you to Oxford. You can live with Arthur, and I will live with you." The school dormitory. You have to be by my side, I want to see you every day, and no other men are allowed to approach you. Don't see that Dutchman again, and don't write to him. If you are worried that he has no money to continue to study painting, I will Can be his patron."

Vitaly glared at him angrily, "What did you say?"

"Speak English, you can also speak French if you want me." He had a pitiful and stubborn expression on his face.

I was amused by his seriousness and grievance, but I couldn't laugh, I had to hold back, "Who made you talk to yourself? I have no plan to go to Oxford, but I can come to London next summer to live for a few months."

He kissed her on the cheek happily, "What else?"

"Vincent—no, he didn't kiss me."

"But he loves you, doesn't he? How else could he have stayed in Arles as soon as we got engaged?"

"How did you see it?"

"Silly, men can instantly recognize a guy who is cheating on their lover."

"You envy him?"

He reluctantly admitted, "A little bit."

"You...you want to be with me, do you want...do you want to sleep with me?"

His face turned red quickly, "Yes, I really want to. Do you want to?"

"Do not want to."

"Oh!" he sighed, "I really want to marry you sooner, so that people will call you 'Mrs. Orlande' in the future, and by then, you will be mine."

"Don't hurt me anymore."

"I swear, I will never hurt you again." He hugged her waist tightly, resting his chin on her shoulder, "I love you, Weiwei. When I don't see you, I can only look at your pictures every day." Photos and letters to fill the loneliness in my heart. I hate all the men who approach you, worrying that you are foolishly cheated by other men."

She glanced at him unconvinced, "I'm not a silly little white rabbit."

"You are. You are stupid, but you are my little white rabbit." Kissing her face and her tiny ears, "in the future, if you give me a cute daughter like you, I will love you as much as you do." Love her as much, but not more than you. Mylove, I love you."

"I love you too, Gabriel." She sighed. "Did I tell you about Louis?"

"Louie? Who?" He pretended never to have heard: she hadn't really told him, Arthur had told him.

"His mother used to be Captain Rimbaud's mistress. The first time I went to Dijon, Louis almost strangled me." She touched her neck: that experience can be said to have frightened her.

He was extremely distressed, "Damn Louis!"

"I hate it when you want to hurt me when you are angry. And you are angry for no reason, you guess yourself, and then you start to be angry. You can't do this. You can't lock me in the house and don't let me go out. Put it away Your ridiculous machismo idea."

Cheek to cheek, rubbing, "Am I a 'male chauvinist'?"

"A little."

"Are you a 'feminist'?"

"Probably not. But you and I should be equal. Do you agree with that?"

The topic is so serious, he also seriously replied: "I agree."

"I want to make it clear in advance that I don't want to wait until we get married to tell you this. We will be husband and wife in the future. Husband and wife are one body, and we must respect each other. Do you agree?"

He nodded.

"Husbands and wives should be loyal to each other, and can't force each other to do things he doesn't like. Everything should be discussed with each other."

"I agree. What else?"

"Don't get angry for no reason anymore, if you really want to be angry, first count to 100 in your heart."

"Okay, I accept." He kissed her cheek lightly, "You're done talking, is it my turn now?"

"Do you have something to clarify with me in advance?"

He chuckled, "Of course." He thought for a while, "Are you dissatisfied with me these days?"

"Maybe."

"What is it? You should tell me directly. I love you so much, I want you to be well, and never need to worry about money."

"It's not about the money."

"what is that?"

"I——I can't say it well. I'm different from you...we're different. You haven't experienced being hungry since you were a child—>>

How do you feel, you didn't kneel on the floor to wipe the floor, it's still winter, the water is very cold.You have servants and a carriage when you go out, but I can only walk most of the time.You never lived my childhood, you don't think the same way I do. "

Gabriel mused, "It's still about money."

"—Well, it is indeed a question of money. The point is, you are born with a large amount of property waiting for you to spend. No matter how hard I work in my life, it will be difficult to obtain as much wealth as you. You will not Know how hard I have to work to--not to--"

She paused for a moment. "Money is the basis of many things. You have to admit that if I were still just an ordinary Charleville girl, your parents would never agree to our engagement."

He thought for a moment, "Yes."

"Mr. Flaubert adopted me, gave me a better class status, and I still have some money, so that I can agree to your marriage proposal instead of just taking you away."

He chuckled, "Yes. But I'm looking forward to elope with you, we can go to Rouen, or Marseille, or Cairo."

"At that time you will have no money, and I don't support idlers." She said with disgust.

"I can also look for a job, I can be a newspaper reporter-should be possible?" He said uncertainly.

"You can try it now," she thought, this noble young master has never experienced the cruelty of reality, "but you can't use your real name, don't use your father's surname, treat yourself as an ordinary civilian, and then See if you can find a job that is big enough to feed a family."

Gabriel suddenly became interested, "I can try it, it should be interesting."

Innocent!

She thought about Arthur's worries, and her own worries, but the problem was, she definitely couldn't ask him directly.A rich young man like Gabriel has developed a very confident and even arrogant personality because of money and power since he was a child. He does not have that annoying arrogance now because he is still very young, only 19 years old, and has a kind nature , but also has the kind of arrogance of noble children, which is unavoidable.

In front of him, if she really showed weakness, she would be easily underestimated by him, and he would treat her as an ordinary girl, and she would lose that aura in his eyes.For a long time, they didn't have many opportunities to meet, and the time they spent together was limited. He always wanted to please her, and most of the things were accommodating to her, so he avoided a lot of unhappiness; There are different opinions, and there are small frictions in life, and it is impossible for them to live together for a period of time like later generations of lovers, so as to determine whether they can live together.

But she can't be too strong.Men are essentially children, but as a wife, you can’t really treat your husband as a child, coax him and obey him. She must let him understand that he has a sense of responsibility for marriage and family, and this is difficult to put into words Explain something plain.

"But I still don't understand why you are dissatisfied with me. Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, you've done a good job. I don't ask too much of you at the moment. But as our relationship changes, I will ask more of you. Do you understand that?"

"I understand. I will ask of you, too."

She nodded, "That's fair. Can you tell me now, what you want from me after getting engaged?"

"You should try to spare time to come to England. If you don't feel comfortable going to Oxford, you can just wait for me in London. Actually, it's not too long. We will get married in one and a half years, and it will pass soon." He revealed A happy smile, cute and warm. "After the engagement party, you, you can't like other men anymore. You are so good, beautiful and smart, there must be many people who want to know you, please you, and like you, but you are mine, I don't allow you Like others."

"Okay, I promise you. Similarly, you are not allowed to like other women or men. Oh! Don't scratch me, it's so itchy!"

"Hush—be quiet, don't let Arthur hear you." He hurriedly covered her mouth, and kissed her again and again, "Okay, I promise you. Actually, you should know that if you want to find someone like you Beautiful and cute, smart enough, and a girl with a good figure, it is very difficult. I am lucky enough to find you. I am looking forward to the day you and I become one, and I will wait until the day we get married , I will be loyal to you, and you should also be loyal to me."

A man's promise cannot be absolutely believed, but for now, there is no way to absolutely guarantee the validity of his promise.Regardless of whether the two will grow old together in the future, it is right to have more personal property.

The next day, two bruises appeared on her body, leaving clear finger marks.Gabriel was very distressed, and he blamed himself again, and promised again that he would never do it again.

"You still say it! Leila saw it and asked me if the young master did it. I scolded her and asked her not to tell the wife."

He hurriedly said: "I have already warned her, she is not allowed to report to mother."

"You don't understand the psychology of being a mother. She will think that I am not a good girl and seduce you before I am formally engaged."

"I seduced you." He kissed her face disapprovingly, "Mother is not that rigid."

"That's for others. She just takes a joke about other people's affairs. If this happens to you, she will look down on me." Boy!How naive!In fact, he just doesn't think about others, and the world revolves around him by default.

She can't actually correct his concept, this is the limitation of the times.Not to mention the chicken feathers in the aristocratic families that Mrs. Oran told her, they are actually ordinary men who have absolute advantages over women of the same class: physical strength, income, and status.

Before Arthur was worried about her safety in Crosswale Manor, it was because it was not a big deal for men to rape women, and they even tacitly agreed that maids and women below their class should not and would not refuse the favor of the noble master and young master, There are very few such incidents in the Crosval Manor, because Flaubert is relatively restrained and conscientious, and his sexual behavior has greatly decreased after his illness. Relatively speaking, there are almost no such incidents in the manor.

It is hard to say whether there is such a thing in the Oran family, after all, it is impossible for Mrs. Oran to tell her about it; but Mrs. Oran told her with great interest about the mess in the Boldwood Manor.

In fact, she didn't understand why Mrs. Oran told her these gossips. Could it be that she wanted to educate her in advance that if her husband kept mistresses outside and slept with maids at home in the future, she would have to suffer silently?If you have an illegitimate child, do you have to swallow your anger?There are really not a few wives who swallow their anger.Lord Douglas, like his eldest son, had a mistress outside before marriage, and had two illegitimate children. Mrs. Mary only found out about the illegitimate children after she got married. It is said that the couple once had a fight.

Douglas has lived in peace for 10 years. In order to keep her husband, Mrs. Mary can only keep having children, hoping that the children will keep him from running out all the time.Douglas was indeed extremely happy after the birth of his eldest son. After all, he was the heir and he was a very healthy boy. Not to mention "the mother is more expensive than the child", in the aristocratic family, it is actually "the father is more expensive than the son". The Earl liked the eldest grandson very much. Little Douglas was favored by his grandfather and was taken to be raised by his grandfather, so the child was raised in a wrong way.

Because of this, Lady Mary was not close to her eldest son, and she loved her second son Albert more.It's a pity that little Albert is a frivolous young man, and it seems that he won't live for a few years.