[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

【Adele】

"That red-haired girl...why did you kill her?"

I asked twice more, and Grenouille was obviously stunned, without blinking, staring at me blankly.

"Grenouille?" I tried to call him again. In fact, I was very nervous at this time. I didn't know if it was a good thing for me to ask such a straightforward question, but if I said it in a roundabout way, I was worried that he would not understand me at all.

After I waited anxiously, Grenouille finally spoke, and he replied hesitantly: "Well... her fragrance... is very good, it is the best in the world, I... I just want to smell her body Fragrance...then...she wants to fight me, I just..."

His narration was intermittent, but I could barely understand that he didn't mean to kill her.

It's just... I've seen the scene where Grenouille was obsessed with a certain smell. His obsessive way of sniffing, if it is placed on a woman's body, no woman can quietly let him do whatever he wants, right? Anyone will think that they have encountered obscenity/obscenity.

"Grenouille, even if she resists you, no matter how panicked you are, you can't kill someone. It's wrong to kill someone."

Grenouille looked at me blankly and innocently: "I don't want to kill her, I just want to possess her scent, that scent...it's really the most beautiful smell in the world! Adele, I believe in that lost perfume from ancient Egypt It must be the last spice, because there is only..."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and it was amazing that he didn't get stuck at all, and his sentences were extremely fluent.

I interrupted him with some helplessness: "Okay, even if it is, then how do you collect this... um... body odor?" Grenouille is not a person who is satisfied after smelling it. Eat all the smells of the world in his stomach, this kind of wonderful smell that can make a legendary perfume, he will definitely collect it.

It's just... I've never heard that a girl's body odor can be extracted like a fragrance.

And I privately feel that "collecting girls' body fragrance" sounds a bit wretched.

"So I'm going to Grasse." Because of this question, Grenouille suddenly sat up.

"Glass?" I was a little dazed, not because of Grenouille's suddenly serious face and sparkling eyes, but because the name of the place sounded very familiar to me, and I couldn't help but suicidally grabbed my chest. pendant.

"Well, Glass, there is a better way to collect fragrances, I'm going to learn. Not now, but it will be possible in the future." After finishing speaking, he smiled at me, Grenouille seldom smiled, and so did I. Seeing it for the first time.His smile is shy and pure, as clean and flawless as his heart.

"Grenouille, I don't know what this scent is like, but you can't get it by killing people in the future, you know?" Thank God, I can still maintain such a clear mind when facing his smile, obviously He is several years older than me, but I teach him like a sister.

As expected, Grenouille looked at me in great confusion: "Why not?"

"Uh... because of this... because you're going to get caught by the police and they're going to kill you so you can't keep collecting your favorite scents." Others cannot deprive him of basic rights without authorization." It is better to tell him directly that "killers will be arrested."When he described the process and reason of his murder, it was as simple as slaughtering a pig for meat today. He didn't have the correct value of "killing is guilty" at all.

Sure enough, he nodded and didn't say anything else, he probably accepted my explanation, which made me breathe a long sigh of relief.But I know that this is not his guarantee. In Grenouille's eyes, the girl's beautiful appearance and vigorous life are probably not worth mentioning at all, only her smell is the most important.

So I began to worry again that Grenouille would continue to behave like this when he arrived in Grasse.And I even felt that under his influence, I became cold-blooded. I was not sad about the passing of that fresh life, but worried that Grenouille would be regarded as a murderer and arrested and sentenced to death.

"Grenouille," I asked him again, "when are you going to Grasse?"

【Jean Grenouille】

"Soon, wait until you get the full teacher certificate." What I didn't tell Adele was that when I survived the serious illness, I made this request to Baldini, and Baldini can no longer teach I don't want anything, but I need more ways to collect gas. I want to collect too many smells, and now there is one more thing I want to collect the most.

The full teacher certificate is very good, it allows me to live unobtrusively, travel and find work unhindered.Even for this reason, Baldini squeezed me even more fiercely, asking me to write down many, many perfume molecular formulas for him, asking me not to make any more perfumes produced by him, and not allowing me to return to Paris.

*Paris?Ridiculous, why should I come back to Paris!I know Paris very well, even the stinking corners, I take it with me wherever I go, I own Paris, there is no need to...

No, no, I don't own Paris completely, there's one thing I've totally overlooked.

"Adele..." I called her name dryly. I was happy because Baldini promised to sign this kind of certificate for me at the end of this month, but now I feel like a rain has been poured on the top of my head. Basin of cold water.

"Huh?" She lay on the bed and looked down at me. Her whole body was wrapped in the quilt, but her calves were exposed, shaking and shaking, as if it was fun.

"I can't come to Paris anymore," I said.

"Why?" Adele asked me strangely.

I shrank my head: "Baldini's request, I'm sorry...I..."

"Well, that is to say, this time you leave Paris, and you will never come back?"

I nodded, not daring to look at her again.

How will I remember Adele if I'm gone?Her damp and yellowed Bible, or her clothes stained with oil and mud?These are her things, but not her.

She has not had time to emit her own scent, how can I remember her?

I panicked.If things go on like this, after I leave, I will soon forget her, because she doesn't have any signature smell at all, but I don't want to forget her.

How to do it?

"What to do?" Adele said, and I realized I had said what I was thinking.

"You're in Paris." I replied dryly again, once again hating the lack of language, which couldn't fully describe what I was thinking.

Adele blinked her eyes twice, and suddenly smiled: "Yes, I'm in Paris, but I can also leave."

She also sat up around the quilt, and looked at me seriously: "Grenouille, do you welcome another traveling companion like me on the way to Grasse?"