[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

【Adele】

"Script?" Phantom literally hummed the word with her nose.Although he was wearing a mask, the sarcasm and incomparable suspicion were conveyed very well through his demeanor and movements.

Compared with him, Lester's little tantrums were utterly lovable petulance, and nothing at all.

"Yes, this is a true story, please give me a little time to tell it. After I finish speaking, if you are not interested, then don't write it." Facing the phantom, you must have a "hot face to stick to the cold" Ass" fearlessness and cheekiness, so I kept smiling, "But I think you will be fascinated by this story." Actually, what I want is not only a script, but a complete opera, and the Phantom is exactly in this opera house There is such energy to get it done.

"Heh..." Phantom smiled lowly.Even though the laughter was full of sarcasm and a bit chilly, it did not prevent him from playing his silky and pleasant voice: "You broke the lock on the iron fence of the sewer, broke into my place without authorization, and expected me to help you , whimsical impress me with a story?"

"This is a vampire story, and it all started a few years ago," I glanced at Lester who was looking around and pretending he didn't hear anything, then turned to look at the phantom, as if he didn't hear his rejection, and went He said, "In the New World, there was a young nobleman who was devastated by the loss of his wife. Originally he was a decent man, but after his wife died, he lived a life of extravagance and prostitution, drinking, fighting, and seeking die."

"Shut up! You wayward little guy, I don't want to hear it at all!" Phantom scolded coldly.

I pretended I didn't hear it, and continued: "At this time, a vampire who had lived for decades, 100 years, or even longer discovered him. He lived too long and was lonely. When he wanted to find a companion, this pleading The dead nobleman caught his attention. He bit the nobleman, and the vampire's venom tortured the young nobleman. On the verge of death, the great pain that lasted for several days aroused the instinctive survival instinct in the nobleman's body, and he suddenly didn't want to died."

"If you don't want to die, you can only be converted into a vampire."

"Switching his vampire eyesight, he saw clearly the cowardice of this nobleman's nature, and knew that the nobleman would definitely choose to live—even if he no longer resembled a human being. The vampire taught the nobleman what is the law of the vampire world, but the nobleman has been resisting... ..."

Phantom snorted coldly, but didn't interrupt me again.It was Lester, sitting alone in the shadows where the candles could not reach, with his back bent, not knowing what he was doing.But I guess he just felt embarrassed to have his story told by someone else, so he wanted to pretend he didn't exist.

So I continued: "Later, he saved the little girl from the mouth of an out-of-control nobleman and converted her. The vampire is very happy, it feels great to have two companions, and the little girl is very obedient, she knows how to use her Pure to hunt. It's just...sometimes...the vampires feel that she kills too many people, and kills both good and evil, so they have to stop..."

"A few years later, the little girl happened to see a woman who was taking a bath, and she suddenly began to hate that she would never grow up... The vampire told her to be grateful. Life is fair, and if you want to gain something, you must lose something ..."

"The little girl doesn't care so much, she hates him, hates him for turning herself into this. Together with that nobleman, she killed the vampire who converted them in the first place, and then fled to the old world, thinking that this would cover up everything..."

"But they didn't expect that the vampire didn't die...he survived in the most humiliating way, patiently waiting for revenge..."

Phantom stood there quietly without any movement, I knew he was listening carefully.

The lost love, the darkness without sunlight, the loneliness of eternal life, the life different from ordinary people, the despair of not being recognized by the world, the sadness of being betrayed by the close ones, Lester's experience is completely different from that of Phantom, but there are many factors enough Let him resonate.

"Who are these three people in the story?" Phantom glanced at me, her golden eyes like little lanterns gleamed coldly: "Could it be that you are that little girl?"

"...Of course not, I'm a human being," I admired the Phantom's rich associations, "The protagonist of the story is... Lester, can I say it?"

Lester sneered in the shadows: "Didn't you already say it? The content is complete, the details are rich, and the plot is detailed, as if you saw all this happening."

"Oh, I can make up my mind, and I can also dream." I made nonsense, believe it or not.

"That vampire is you? The guy who dared to nail a note on my coffin?" After listening to my conversation with Lester, Phantom turned around and turned on the air-conditioning, obviously feeling disgusted with Lester: "If it is You were betrayed by your companions, I think one word can describe—”

"Deserving it."

Phantom spared no effort to make up the knife.

It seems that in the face of a living vampire, there is one more human being who is not surprised or afraid at all, besides me and Jean.

"Uh...you can help us with this, can't you?" I can think of you."

"Performance? Oh, those two traitors came to Paris?" I didn't explain much, but the phantom quickly guessed my intention, he paced in the light of candles and the fragrance of roses, his black robes A gloomy and cold breath: "Interesting, thinking of their expressions, I find it very interesting..."

I hurriedly said: "That's great, you..."

"But I don't want to help him." Phantom stretched out her black-gloved finger and pointed in Lester's direction.

"Forget it," Lester shrugged, threw away the bouquet of roses he was playing with, and stood up from the stone wall he was leaning against, "I have plenty of ways, if Adele hadn't said that I could ask you for help, I wouldn't have won't come."

That's the end of the talk?

"Wait, wait a minute!" Fortunately, I have good eyesight and sharp eyes.I ran over with my skirt in hand, and picked up the beautifully tied bouquet of roses that Lester just took to pass the time: "Mr. Ghost, do you think this bouquet is particularly beautiful? Talent, he also has a particularly effective set of skills on how to chase girls!"

Before the words were finished, Phantom and Lester both gouged my flesh with knife-like eyes, and Phantom's eye knife was even sharper.

After all, Lester was mentally prepared for my occasional "I know everything" weird situation, and the Phantom must have thought that I was spying on him and prying into his secrets without authorization.

I tried my best to smile innocently and innocently at Phantom, taking it for granted: "Aren't there so many roses for courting girls?"

【Jean Grenouille】

"Don't you think Adele knows a little too much?"

The floor-to-ceiling curtains were blown by the evening wind from the balcony. Lester jumped from his room to my balcony and said something inexplicable to me.

In the middle of the night, the bored Lester often disturbed sleep like this, either playing the piano or entering my studio without authorization, mixing various spices together to make a mess.He probably got tired of the activities tonight and started waking me up to sleep.

It doesn't matter, it's better than quarreling with Adele.

"Hey, Grenouille, I'm asking you something! Don't you think Adele knows a little too much, I didn't tell her so much about my affairs," Lester half leaned against the wall, He squinted his eyes, "And that theater ghost, this is the second time we've met. Adele seems to know him very well, so she caught his weakness all at once."

Phantom's weakness is having a crush, so he agreed to write the script for us.But tonight he was going to invite his sweetheart to the hut by the underground lake, so he drove us away, and let us go directly to the rehearsal of the opera a week later.

Such a difficult guy to be persuaded by Adele, Adele is great.

"Adele is great." I said what was on my mind.

"Oh, my God..." Lester scratched his hair and sighed inexplicably, "Am I out of my mind? Why did I ask you to discuss this topic? Even if she asked you to run naked in the street, you wouldn't It will feel strange, right!"

"She is who she is, and Adele is Adele." No matter what she does, it's not surprising that she is special.

"Shit...you are really hopeless!" Lester finished swearing, gave me a pitiful look, lifted his legs and turned out of the balcony, and ran away.

mercy?What does he pity me for?

After listening to Adele tell Lester's story today, I think it's him who really needs pity, right?

He is so poor that he has nothing.

I understand the feeling of having nothing.

But now... "Where are you going?" I asked, rushing out of the balcony.There was only one Lester walking slowly on the empty street, he rarely left the apartment at night, Adele didn't allow him to go hunting, so he didn't go out at all.

"Annoyance, walk around casually," Lester waved his hand, leaving me with a back view, "tonight is not a good time for revenge, don't worry."

I'm not worried about him.

It's just that he's not here, and Adele is sleeping soundly, maybe, maybe I can sneak up...

Her smell, her smell...

It is not easy to restrain myself like this every day, maybe tonight, I can quietly relax.

Her scent is next door.