[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

The feeling of the moment when the soul returns to the body is very wonderful.

The first time I woke up, I saw a pure white ceiling.

At the second glance, what I saw was Jean.

He was sleeping next to me, sideways, legs curled up, curled up like a baby, only his hands were holding mine tightly.

Jean looked a bit embarrassed, his hair started to become messy again, his face was so thin that he was about to suck his cheeks, his beard hadn't been trimmed for a long time, and it grew from his chin to his cheeks, he was almost a savage.

He was wearing the same clothes he wore when we were in Hamna Tower.

From what I know of Jean, I guess he probably hasn't showered since I left, but that's where the benefit of not smelling comes in—he doesn't smell bad at all.

Let the sleeping look be as quiet as a baby, breathing evenly and long, dense and long eyelashes drooping slightly, lips slightly pursed, brows slightly wrinkled, probably still troubled by something in the dream.

I realized that I had seldom stared at his sleeping face so intently.

Maybe it's because every day I wake up, he wakes up earlier.

It's rare to have such a quiet moment, I don't want to move, I want to admire his sleeping appearance quietly and closely.

But I obviously underestimated Mr. Grenouille.

His nose sensed my return before his body.

The wings of his nose, which are millions of times richer in olfactory cells than ordinary people, fluttered slightly. His eyes were still tightly closed, but his nose drove his body towards me. Immediately afterwards, his eyebrows frowned, and his eyelashes trembled like small brushes. Then the eyelids slowly opened, revealing the eyes that should have been crystal clear like amber.

——But today, those eyes are bloodshot, looking tired and sad.

He turned his head slightly to look at me, slowly propped up half of his body, and looked at me sideways, without blinking his eyes, a little confused when he woke up, as if he thought he was dreaming, and was afraid that I would disappear in a second.

I didn't speak, and we just stared at each other like that—until he finally gave me a cheerful smile, leaned over me, and said happily, "You're back."

"I smell it, I feel it, yes, you're back." He buried his head deep in my neck, breathed greedily, and sniffed my scent to his heart's content, he began to put his lips on my skin, Aroused a sensitive shudder in me.He closed his eyes and groped, along the neck, chin up, tightly covered mine with his lips, and began his unskilled and excited kiss.

I allowed all his reckless and youthful actions, but there were a few messy footsteps outside the door, and I heard Lester's voice resounding cheerfully: "I can assure you, it must be Adele, I smell her Smell! Hey, Eric, damn it, what kind of expression is that on your face? Although my sense of smell is not as good as that of a vampire, it is still ten times and a hundred times better than that of ordinary people!"

With a bang, the door was pushed open by someone reckless.

"Oh..." Lester gasped, and hurriedly closed the door again and exited: "I'm really sorry, you guys go on, go on...I promise no one will disturb you!"

Eric's cool voice sounded outside the door: "His Royal Highness, the future husband of Arendelle, it's time for you to change your impulsive personality."

Lester seemed a little exasperated: "Damn Eric, you pushed me in just now! Oh Aisha, honey, don't go in! Uh... yes, she's back, but... busy now , we'll come back later."

I heard the footsteps of the three people getting farther and farther away, but as if he didn't know anything, he was persistent in leaving "imprints" on my body one after another.

When the tip of his nose was pressed against my chest, he was breathing greedily and awkwardly trying to untie my clothes, I lightly pressed his hand.

Jean looked up at me with puzzlement in his eyes.

"If this goes on, I'll lose my smell." I warned him.

Jean's mouth pouted slightly, looking extremely cute.

"I don't care." He didn't seem very happy about my distrust of him, and he tried to take off my clothes angrily.

"But I care." I deliberately paused, wanting to see him flustered or sad, but he still looked at me with those innocent eyes, looking very dazed: "What?"

I had to sigh softly and state the facts: "Jean, you must have not showered for a long time, it smells bad, I don't like it. Let's talk about it after you wash it off."

"Smelly? Impossible," replied Jean with extraordinary confidence. "I have no smell."

"No smell doesn't mean you're not dirty, I hate making out with dirty guys," I kicked him off me rudely, it was so cute to see him bewildered, "Go and wash clean."

"...Okay," Jean looked extremely depressed, he looked back at me with reluctance, as if he was afraid that I would faint again, and told me several times very seriously, "Wait for me to come back .”

Oh sure, I've waited so long for him and don't mind waiting any longer.

After resting, I realized that this is the nearest town to Hamna Tower, and learned about my coma situation from Eric.

After my soul left the body, my body was on the verge of death. Lester immediately guessed that my own strength might not be enough to support the resurrection ceremony, so he had to exchange his soul at the cost of my soul.

Since everyone does not understand ancient Egyptian, even if they hold the Golden and Black Sutras in their hands, Aisha wanted to freeze me immediately, but because I was still breathing slightly, she was afraid that the low temperature would cause adverse consequences.

At this time, Imerton fully woke up. He quickly ate the condemned prisoners who opened the box where the black scriptures were located, and the flesh and blood were completely reborn. When she was in the hospital, she was shocked to find that there were two missing bottles containing Ansuna's internal organs.

Without entrails, there is no way to revive her.Emerton was furious, and immediately sent his monk mummy to investigate the matter. His awakening brought yellow sand to Hamna Tower, and the Guardians had to enter Hamna Tower, trying to fight against him to stop him.

Imerton chased all the way to the town where everyone placed my body. Aisha used ice and snow magic to build an ice pot for the town, trying her best to resist Imerton's powerful sandstorm, but the soil here is loose, and Aisha can resist him from the sky The wind and sand, but it cannot resist the scarabs sneaking underground.

The leader of the guardian clan lent us the pendant around my neck, because it is said that it can resist Imerton.But after learning that the pendant shattered and I passed out, the leader explained the function of the pendant to everyone, and guessed that my soul was easy to leave the body, so I needed the pendant to fix it.

But Leicester made a bolder guess.

He guessed that I was from the future.

Lester always wondered why I knew everything about him clearly, since he didn't say anything, and I seemed to be very clear about Eric and Emerton, who was unknown to the local Egyptians.

This identity of the future is perfect.

So he thought he could propose a deal to Imerton.

After the soul returned from hell, Lester's memory naturally had many unexplainable rules, which occasionally popped up automatically. For example, hell would not accept a soul in my situation.

What happened after that was basically what I experienced.

When my soul returned to my body, it would not have been as stable as before, but Imerton did not take back the magic power he had put on me, and taught me a spell that would stabilize my soul before sending me back.

He did more than we asked for, and for that reason, after leaving town, I decided not to go back to Cairo, but to visit him in Hamna Tower.

The leader of the Guardian Clan told me that after Imerton sent me back, he never left Hamna Tower.

The Hamna Tower is huge, and I wandered around in it before I found the High Priest in front of the pool where the resurrection ceremony was once held.

He seemed to be meditating, but it seemed that he was just staring at this pool leading to hell in a daze.

"Adele." He didn't look back, but he knew I was coming.

"Are you leaving?" he asked me.

"We're going back to Paris," I told him.Emerton was silent for a while, and then said, "Bless you."

"What about you?" I couldn't help asking, I think if I didn't come to see him, he could probably sit here alone for 1000 years: "Imorton, what are you going to do?"

"Me? I..." His tone was blank: "I...maybe I will pick up Ansuna, she is still in your world, she likes it, it is fresh and exciting, better than Egypt. But...she should Come back, the soul will automatically dissipate after wandering for too long, if she doesn't come back... what else can she do?"

"Do you still love her, Imerton?"

"Why don't you love?" Imerton said flatly, as if he was just stating a fact that should be taken for granted, and even he hadn't thought about it carefully.

But after a while, he asked me again: "Adele, do you think Ansuna loves me?"

"Of course, it's just that... she loves herself more now. Emerton, after all, it was nearly 3000 years of hell time."

"Yeah." He returned a short syllable to me.

I sighed softly, and felt more and more sinful about what I had done. Maybe Imerton would rather lie to himself.But...Ansuna is an ambitious woman, if Imerton's power is driven by her now, the consequences...

"Imorton, don't hurt her anymore," I had nothing to persuade the high priest who was infatuated to death, and finally I could only tell him, "We may have a few weddings this year, in Arendelle, In Hampshire, England, and Paris, France, we will send invitations to you, please be sure to come and participate.”

"My return, and the happiness of my friends, are all due to you."

Under the dim light of Hamna Tower, I took one last look at the man sitting quietly by the pool like a rock, and said goodbye to him softly: "Goodbye, Imerton."

**

When I walked out of the tunnel, the dazzling sunlight in Egypt made my eyes hurt, and I would cry when I closed my eyes, but when I opened them again, what I saw was a worried and angry expression.

I insisted on going into Hamna Tower alone to find Imerton, and even he was not allowed to follow in, probably really pissed him off.

"Are you okay?" Eric handed a camel's rope to me and urged, "If it's okay, let's go, the boat to Cairo waits for no one."

"Ha, is Miss Jane Austen of Steventon not waiting for anyone? Eric is afraid that if he arrives a day late, Jane will be snatched away by other men! Hahaha!" Lester came on a camel, Les Especially Leicester, the posture of riding a camel is slightly different from others, it seems to be flamboyant...and a bit flirtatious.

"However, I also think that the sunshine in Egypt is too harsh," said the "former" vampire Lester, who hadn't enjoyed the sun for decades, solemnly, "you'd better hurry up."

I think he was just afraid that the sun would be too harsh, which would tan his snow-white skin.

"Then let's go." Since everyone is eager to return home, I also rode up quickly. The yellow sand in the desert is flying, and the Hamna Tower gradually shrinks in our sight until it disappears. This is regarded as a misfortune. The city of the undead has indeed brought us luck and the dawn of hope for the future.

Jean came on a camel and took my hand.

"Do you like it here?" He probably saw me looking back, so he felt strange.

"No, there's too much sand here, but Hamna Tower is a good place," I smiled at him, "we can come back when we have time, right?"

A happy smile appeared on Jean's face: "Of course, as long as you want."

I winked at him: "Then... where shall we go now?"

"Of course to Arendelle!" Lester was the first to answer, and Aisha smiled at me quietly with her lips pursed.

Eric snorted coldly, and spit out a word: "Steventon!"

"What about Jean? Where do you want to go?" I asked him with a smile.

"Anywhere is fine," Mr. Grenouille replied without thinking, "I will go wherever you go."

【theend】

The author has something to say: the text ends here, thank you very much for your support along the way!I feel that this ending is quite satisfactory, and it is only Imerton who is struggling hahaha~~~

The movie Perfume is quite unpopular, so I feel that it is not easy to write this comprehensive film about the unpopular male protagonist for such a long time. Thanks to everyone who left me messages to encourage me, and thanks to the girls who have persisted until now, thank you The four long comments of Baishui Maoer and Whale, thank you for the little cute things who threw mines and encouraged me, and especially thanks to my new little cute boss, Ben Jiaren, you made me feel that there are mines as rewards for updates. What is the feeling of being in captivity~(≧▽≦)/~

[In addition, it is expected that there will be a few episodes, and the tentative content is as follows: the sweet days of Grandpa and Adele; the episodes of sadistic stories in which Grandpa remembers Adele, but Adele does not know Grandpa; Lester takes care of the baby; Eric and Christine reunite; well, Imerton will make various camaraderie, maybe...