[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

【Adele】

"Lost... smell?" Grenouille looked at me blankly, as if shocked by my conclusion, but his expression was extremely blank, probably not understanding the meaning of my words.

I felt a little sad, sighed, and told him tactfully: "Jean, have you ever thought about those elderly women... For example, those middle-aged ladies you saw in the Palace of Versailles, even Her Royal Highness, they They used to be young and beautiful, and they used to have the kind of fragrant smell that fascinated you, but now...do you think their smell is still good?"

Jean was stunned for a while, he may have vaguely realized what I meant, the expression on his face became flustered, and finally answered me slowly in a low voice: "no."

I touched his face, and I was actually very reluctant to bring up this topic that made me jealous and depressed, but I always wanted to say: "Jean, one day I will grow old too, with loose skin, white hair on my head, and dull eyes , like them, forever loses the best years and the freshest smells. And marriage is the quickest way to make that smell disappear at once."

"Why?" Jean asked me blankly, he could understand the relationship between age and smell, but he still didn't understand the loss of smell after marriage.

"Because after I get married, I won't be a girl anymore, unless you never touch me, then you can lose the smell more slowly."

"What do you mean...don't touch you?" Jean's eyes were clear and clean, and he asked me this question with pure doubts.

But I felt that I couldn't explain further, so I had to be vague: "You can ask Eric or Lester, they will be happy to tell you, I think of something, go out for a while!"

"Wait a minute!" I wanted to jump off his lap, let Yanji quickly grab my wrist, and looked at me flustered and blankly: "You will lose your smell one day?"

"Yes, one day," my nose became sour, I tried my best to hold back my tears, and nodded as calmly as possible, "My smell will become the same as those noble ladies, mediocre or even unpleasant , if you find a smell you like more at that time, I don't mind you leaving, but before that, you have to let me know."

"No!" His eyes widened instantly, his lips were tightly pursed, and he hugged me tightly again, his reaction was more intense than I imagined.

I was almost out of breath by him.

"don't..." Jean buried his head deeply into the socket of my neck, shaking his head vigorously while repeating the word, but didn't continue to say that he didn't want anything.

To choose the smell, or to choose me, I put this problem in front of him unexpectedly and with great cruelty.

Force him to choose.

【Jean Grenouille】

This might be the first time I've had trouble sleeping.

I have long understood that smell is erratic, especially the smell of young girls, which will change with their growth and development, just like the fragrance of flowers, after the most mature period, it will no longer be fragrant and attractive, but will go from bad to worse.

So I used to go out of my way to find and try all the ways to preserve the smell.

But with Adele, I seem to keep avoiding thinking about this very real question, as if if I don't, I'll be able to enjoy her most wonderful fragrance forever.

But tonight she suddenly shattered my fantasy and told me very calmly: "If you find a smell you like better at that time, I don't mind if you leave..."

Could there be a better smell in the world than her?

No, there won't be, how could there be?

Can you imagine yourself continuing to be alone without Adele, Grenouille?

"Grenouille?"

When I sat with my head buried in my knees at the door of the carriage worrying, I heard a familiar voice above my head, full of surprise.

It's Lester, I can recognize his voice, but this is the first time, I didn't notice when he came to me, I didn't even smell the obvious stench.Of course my nose is still as sensitive, it's just that it was troubled with me just now, and it also went on strike.

Lester glanced back. The door of the carriage was closed and the aisle was empty. He nodded knowingly: "Adele is already asleep? Are you arguing?"

"No, of course not."

"Oh." Lester nodded again, stopped asking me anything, leaned on the other side of the car with his arms crossed, and looked out the window with his head tilted, looking at the scenery?daze?I don't know either.

The sound of the train running is very loud and accompanied by the pungent smell. I don't like it very much, but everyone in the dark carriage is asleep. Only Lester and I are sitting and standing without saying a word, thinking about ourselves The question, this silence actually strikes me as strange.

Maybe it's because the guy next to him is Lester.

Lester, who usually talks the most and chatters the most, suddenly became so taciturn, talking no more than me, and I felt uncomfortable.

Most importantly, I have important questions to ask him, or Eric.

"Lester, Adele said, if I never touch her, she will lose her smell a little slower...um...what do you mean...don't touch her?"

Lester turned his head slowly, and glanced at me, without his usual interested expression, he looked very indifferent: "Lost smell? Oh, it refers to the smell you love and collect, right? If I don't remember Wrong, that’s only for girls.”

He let out a short and sharp laugh, which sounded very mocking: "If you do it with her, she will no longer be a girl, and of course it will be impossible to have this smell."

He glanced at me again: "I did, you know what it means, right? The most common bed exercise between a man and a woman, don't tell me you don't know the smell of semen and vaginal secretions from a woman. Heh, Greno Yes, there are thousands of them in the smell museum, what's there?"

Oh, yes, of course I understand that when walking through the streets of Paris, it happens in some apartment rooms, the lady in the perfume workshop in Grasse did it with the guy, and I was in the square in Grasse Witness.

But I still can't understand why people are keen to do such a thankless exercise. It smells bad, full of sweat and fish.

"If you love her, this kind of thing would be fun, but it would mean you'd have to give up her scent altogether. Oh, either, it sounds exciting, and that's what you worry about Roots, isn't it Grenouille?"

Lester looked down at me, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth. I felt that although he talked more, he still felt cold, like a fire under an iceberg, suppressing his anger, and he could spit fire at anyone at any time.

Still looking very indifferent, he bowed and patted my shoulder, and sneered: "Don't worry, Grenouille. You lost Adele, and there are other good girls waiting for you. Anyway, I really look forward to seeing you break up."

【Adele】

A night without dreams.

Throwing the question that has been worrying me to Mr. Grenouille, I felt relieved and slept very well that night.

It wasn't until I turned over and touched my side that I realized that there was no one on the other side of the pillow, and there were no folds on the sheets and pillows. Could it be that Jean didn't come back all night? !

"Where have you been? Haven't you slept all night?" When I saw Rang who was safe and sound in the dining car, I quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then I started to worry again, touching his face: "It seems that you have no energy, really Didn’t sleep? The long journey will be very hard, and we will have to hire a carriage to travel a long way after we reach Ottoman.”

Jean suddenly put both hands around the palm of my hand covering his cheek, held my hand to the tip of his nose and sniffed it carefully, his eyes were slightly closed, his expression was extremely intoxicated and slightly sad, as if he was going to lose me completely in the next second.

I was horrified to see it.

"I'm fine," he said, and I realized that his voice was extremely hoarse, but what he said next shocked me even more, "Be careful with Lester."

Lester... what happened to him?

I was about to ask the specific reason, but two men at the other end of the dining car had already caught the train attendant and questioned them. Although they lowered their voices, we could still hear them when we stood close and concentrated: "I heard that Sir Uber and his Madam both died in the sleeping compartment yesterday, what happened?"

The five big and three rough flight attendants hesitated: "It seems to be a heart attack, I don't know too much."

One of the men frowned: "But I heard it was murder?"

The flight attendant stared round his eyes: "How is it possible! Nothing!"

He was vehemently denying it, and combined with Rang's words, I had the worst guess in my heart.

"Did... Lester do it?" I leaned into Jean's arms and whispered to his ears with the tiniest volume. When I said this name, I still couldn't believe it, and felt unreal.

I've always known Lester was a vampire, but I've never seen him kill, and it was the first time since we'd met.

Jean nodded slightly.

In connection with Jean not coming home last night, I thought of a more terrifying possibility: "He took you there?!"

"No, I've been watching you at the door," Jean answered. "He passed us in the aisle just before dawn, and his smell... suddenly became very bad."

"I can still smell the blood on his mouth," Jean hesitated, and added, "He smiled at me, the blood on his teeth was still wet, I think he doesn't seem to mind Jean I know what he did. Maybe, maybe he wants me to know?"

I was a little relieved, I never doubted that he would lie to me, and now I have removed one worry, but it doesn't make me relax.

Lester is back on the hunt.

This is simply the most annoying thing.

"I have to tell Eric and Jane quickly that everyone will take turns guarding Leicester tonight, and it will be the same tomorrow. The letter to Aisha must be sent immediately, Aisha, Aisha, she must come quickly," I collapsed into Jean's arms weakly, feeling that a good night's sleep could not save my headache, "Is Lester going crazy?"

The author has something to say: Thank you Qingbenjiaren for your landmines!Thanks Yaya for mine!What are you guys!

See Aisha tomorrow, ready to open the mummy copy.Sitting in the living room and typing, I was bitten by mosquitoes a lot!When did my blood become the most popular in our family~~~~(>_<)~~~~ Decisively go to sleep, at least I don’t feel itchy when I fall asleep~