[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

【Adele】

There is too little information about Hamna Tower to check.I simply changed my mind and turned to the ancient Egyptian records related to the year of this map text.

Sure enough, after such a search, I did find some interesting things.

Seti I, the second pharaoh of the [-]th dynasty of ancient Egypt, is said to be very rich, and records say that he died violently.Interestingly, he once wanted to promote a concubine as queen, and this concubine almost got the guardian power of the death bracelet, which shows that he is indeed outstanding and deeply favored.

However, John Austin put a big question mark on this concubine in his notes, as did the high priest of the Pharaoh—the concubine did not leave his name, which is understandable, but the great prestige and power The priest did not have the same name, and after the death of the pharaoh, the concubine and the high priest also lost their traces in all records, as if they had evaporated from the world.

There are many notes of John Austin drawing the question mark, but this is the only one that aroused my interest.

— because it reminds me of a movie.

"mummy".

"Adele, Lester asked me to ask, have you... um... have you sorted out those... um... notes you need to take away?" Jean knocked on the door, and I found him sweating profusely.Strange, he disappeared early this morning, what did he do?

"I haven't settled it yet. Lester is too anxious. Eric hasn't agreed to go to Arendelle yet, but you..." I wiped his sweat for him: "Where did you go this morning? What did you do?" Is it? Why are you sweating so much?"

"Well... I think Miss Jane Austen may be out there, I smell her."

Change the subject? !

"Mr. Grenouille, you haven't answered the question I asked. You have never done this before. Lester taught you?" It seems that I must pay attention to this, because I seriously suspect that he is indeed hiding something from me.

"Adele!" Coincidentally, at this time Lester suddenly shouted from downstairs: "This woman is here again, she said she was looking for you, not Eric!"

What does it mean not being able to speak? Lester is called not being able to speak. Of course I know he must have done it on purpose.When I went downstairs, I saw that Jane's face was all white.

"Go for a walk in the woods?" When she was talking to me, she even took a few deep breaths before finding the courage to speak.

She must have something to say.

"It's really dark in the room, and the living room is a bit messy. Is that, that Mr. Vampire packing something?" There were birdsong in the woods, and the air was fresh, but even for a walk, Jane seemed very uncomfortable.

"We are going to the Kingdom of Arendelle in Northern Europe."

Jane's footsteps stopped, she looked back at me, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened: "Now?"

"It won't be long."

Jane's lips were tightly pursed, she nodded, and said briefly: "Be careful on the road, I will miss you, Adele."

"Jane, what you really want to talk about when you came to me today?" I tentatively asked, "Or do you want to ask Eric? I want to ask if he is leaving too. Am I right?"

"I just..." Jane spread her hands, but looked away, not looking at me: "I just want to say i'msorry to him, that's all."

"Oh...then...why did you want me? Eric is upstairs in the studio, and he hasn't stepped out of the studio door since the night of the Laverton meeting. I can barely say a few words to him, Jane, he is in a bad mood, because of you," I noticed the change in her facial expression, and added, "You have a great influence on him, really ,simple."

Jane turned her head and didn't look at me: "I thought he would have such a big reaction to everyone who saw his face. Wasn't he like this when you saw him for the first time? To be honest, I am You know so little, I don't even know how you met."

I think maybe all she cares about is how we met Eric?

"Eric used to live under the People's Opera House in Paris. It used to be used as a prison, so there are many labyrinths. Eric is a natural mechanic. He used these conditions to build it into his magical palace. In this theater, he can see or do whatever he wants. However, he has no friends, and no one even knows him. He is withdrawn, solitary, and elusive. He has only one nickname, 'The Phantom of the Opera'. "

"We discovered his underground labyrinth purely by accident. He fought with us the first time we met. There is an old saying in an eastern country called 'If you don't fight, you don't know each other', so we got to know Eric. It was also an accident later. , His appearance was exposed, and he wanted to drive us away."

"But now he agrees with you very much, which is great," Jane finally looked at me again, and she smiled slightly, "That night, you rushed over to hug him and stop him, he was very obedient, calmed down immediately, and touched Touched your hair, Adele, he valued you...and you."

Oh, did she misunderstand something? !People in love always think too much, right? !

"Hey, Jane, I swear," I raised my hand and said dryly, "Although we are friends, Eric probably always sees me as a troublesome oil bottle. You must be thinking too much."

Jane suddenly laughed.

She showed her white teeth when she smiled, looking cheerful and enthusiastic.

"I'm just kidding, Adele, I don't know if my instincts are right, but you always seem to be trying to make me and Eric a couple, don't you?"

"Uh...I'm sorry, I, can explain! I just think you seem to have a little bit of mutual interest in each other, I like you very much, Jane, you are very good, as for Eric...except for his bad face, he is a real Genius, I don't think there will be a more suitable couple than you. Well, I admit, this is all my wishful thinking, Jane, you can blame me, I did it very wrong."

God, I feel so terrible to be seen through, so embarrassing and embarrassing, I feel like I went back to my primary school days in my previous life, and was caught by the head teacher after doing bad things, a feeling of staying in the office after school to reprimand me!

"Ok, ok, don't be nervous, Adele, I know you mean well, but I don't think it's possible for us. You also saw that we quarreled as soon as we met, and that kind of accident happened at the Laverton rally. "Jane shrugged, her expression suddenly became relaxed and happy, and I couldn't judge whether this performance was from her heart. She took it from the handbag she was carrying—the one that Eric asked me to return to her last time, He took out a thin letterhead, sealed it tightly, and handed it to me.

"A letter of apology," Jane smiled, "I've thought about the wording for a long time, but I didn't have the courage to hand it to him in person. Adele, give it to Eric for me. I don't want me to wait until you leave Steventon. I still have this regret.”

【Jean Grenouille】

This morning, I just went chopping trees, chopping wood and weeding, and Lester said there is no better way to build muscle than doing more housework and farm work.But he said not to tell Adele, so that he can show it to her when it is successful, and she will like this surprise.

really?

I always feel that Lester is not so reliable, can his words really be trusted?

I have no idea.But facing Adele's questioning, I felt infinitely guilty, and almost told her. Fortunately, Miss Austin showed up in time, so I finally kept this little secret.

Hope to see results sooner.

"You said she didn't look for Eric, why did she look for Adele? Maybe this Miss Austin likes a woman?" At this time, Lester had gone to sleep in a coffin, but because of Miss Austin's sudden visit, And took Adele away alone, he expressed his interest in waiting for them to come back and hear the follow-up results.

Is it Adele that Miss Austin really likes?It's a dreadful assumption of Lester's, and I'd be very sorry I didn't go with it.

Adele came back alone.

"Where's Jane?" Lester asked.

Adele held a letter in her hand, and she was not very emotional: "She wrote a letter to Eric, which is said to be an apology, and asked me to pass it on."

"It's just that?" Lester looked disappointed: "Well... maybe we can check for Eric first to see if she wrote any sarcastic words in the letter, maybe this is not an apology letter at all. We have to think about Eric."

"No!" Adele rejected him very seriously: "Mr. Lester, who is invincible in gossip, don't think about this letter, I'll go up and give it to Eric right now!"

"Oh... well..." Lester shrugged: "That's a pity."

Then he said to me in a very low voice: "Grenouille, don't you want to follow up to see Eric's reaction? That Miss Jane Austen is sharp-tongued, do you believe that she will simply write an apology from i'msosorry letter?"

Hmm... To be honest, I'm not curious, this matter has nothing to do with me or Adele.I'm sure Lester said that to me because he was interested in dragging me down, as he always does.

"You can put it on that table." Eric buried his head on the huge music stand, writing and drawing on the stave book with a quill. Adele said that Miss Austin gave him a letter, and his head He didn't lift it either, but gave a very cold order.

The smell in the studio was terrible, filled with the smell of overnight sandwiches, rancid juice, red ink, paper, sweat and other secretions. Eric had been working at his desk for many days without going downstairs.Adele said that before we met Eric, his food was almost only water and hard bread, he slept in a coffin, and his life was opera except work, which was extremely monotonous.

Now he seems to be back in that state again.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it, I used to be the same way, food and water are just the necessities for survival, smell is everything, and nothing else needs to be that particular.But Adele didn't think so. She insisted that I eat rich meat and eggs, sleep on a big soft bed, clean my teeth with salt and twigs, regularly shave my face and make clothes and footwear. She wanted me to maintain the "quality of life" ","enjoy life".

In fact, I think that as long as she is by my side, it is enough to enjoy, and nothing else is important.

"Do you think he will read that letter?" Leaving Eric's studio, Adele worried: "I think I did something wrong, maybe Jane and Eric's acquaintance was a mistake. Let, Look at his condition, he looks terrible, he looks like a beggar begging on the roadside!"

I think... okay?

"Jean, I don't think we can leave for Arendelle right away, we have to see Eric's reaction," she took my hand, with burning eyes, and told me, "You have to pay close attention to Eric's movements these days , Lester is right in saying something, and I don't believe that Jane's letter is just an apology letter!"

Okay, I promise, it feels weird to use my nose to track people all the time, but I will never say no to her request.

Adele's intuition was correct, and on the night Jane's letter was delivered, Eric suddenly disappeared from the studio where he had been rooting.

Although his person disappeared, but the smell still continued, like a thin thread floating in the air, pulling and telling me his whereabouts.

"Miss Austin's home." It was very late at night, and Adele was woken up by me from sleep. After learning the news, she rubbed her newly-growth messy short hair, blinked her eyes twice in a daze, Then nodded: "Well, I see."

that's it?

"Go to sleep, let," she yawned big, "remember not to tell Lester, since Eric has made a move, the rest is up to them, it's not our business anymore It's gone." Then she hugged the soft pillow tightly and retracted into the bed again.

I tentatively called her: "Adele?"

"Ok?"

"Can I sleep with you?" I've been wanting to do this again for ages, just never had the chance, and tonight I'm right next to her bed, and it would be great to keep me away from this wonderful smell pain.

Adele closed her eyes, snorted twice, lazily: "Unless you tell me why you were sweating profusely this morning."

Again this question...

Very difficult choice.

"Lester asked me to do some work. He said it would be good, it would make me fit. You said, I'm too thin, so it's... well... not good."

Adele suddenly opened her eyes and stared at me.

I felt my heart beating a little unaccountably fast.

She suddenly sighed softly.

"I will be very, very inseparable from you, really. Jean, I have a hunch." She sighed again, and then slowly lifted the corner of the quilt, her voice was so gentle: "OK, sleep with me."

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