【Notre Dame Cathedral】Salome of the Archdeacon

Claude has been silently watching his lovely Salome girl in the crowd for the past two months: "I miss her so much every day, I am so lost, I love her so much, does she know... can she Do you feel my feelings... You can suffer as long as you love her, why won't she look at me more... The female devil who tortures my heart... Idiot)" the archdeacon became more and more depressed when he thought about it, and gently placed the retort in his hand on the thick alchemy manuscript, extinguished the flame under the cauldron, held Salome's white veil with his left hand, and Picking up a pair of compasses, he engraved a line of words "ΑΝΑΓΚΗ" (Note: fatality) on the wall opposite the door of the secret room. He stroked the line of words lightly with his hands in thought, as if stroking his beloved Sala. The beautiful face and the feathery blond hair, everything that day was vividly remembered, they hugged each other tightly, and in a trance, Claude seemed to see Salome right in front of him, just like how she winked at him that day. Big golden eyes like amber, smiling at his cute and awkward biting lips, revealing white teeth, that is her usual expression (Salome: Is that so (?ω?), I am actually very ladylike) ), his deep gray-blue eyes unknowingly shed tears, holding the girl's veil with both hands to wipe away the tears, leaning his head against the wall in heartache and frustration.

Today is not only April Fool's Day, but also Epiphany. This is the day of the double festival, and it is also the day when the Flemish envoys come to discuss marriage for their princess, and the whole country celebrates it.

The priests of Notre Dame de Paris are still fast asleep, without lamps.Although it was cold and dark outside and it was not yet dawn, a large number of idlers came to parade and celebrate very early. They played snare drums, sang loudly at the top of their voices, and blew melodious horns. Playing the organ, these idle crowds actually formed a large-scale band.

Everyone is celebrating and laughing, the outside is so lively and cheerful, the whole world seems to be so happy and bright, but Claude can't be happy, because he is the only one in this dark secret room day after day, Facing alchemy and books to numb and fill his lonely and empty heart all day long, the excitement and happiness never belonged to him, he was always alone, he always only gave love to others, how he longed to have I love him a little, even if there is only a little pity and sympathy, a heart-piercing sadness suddenly rose in his heart.

He has only one little brother, and this is the only person in the world who can get close to him. This little brother is his only flesh and blood relative in this world, and he is also his heart and soul. He is not only the elder brother of this child, but also his father. Even his mother, he gave all his previous love to his younger brother.

This is about his youth, when he was 16 years old, he was just a young divinity student, he spent every day studying hard, he was a person full of ideals and knowledge, At that time, he was pure, kind and gentle, and his whole heart was devoted to the study of knowledge. He had a kind heart of compassion and sympathy for everyone, and he was down-to-earth and steady. He ignored any interference from the outside world and would not laugh at anyone, even Some students dress too ridiculously.

He loves to learn knowledge, rain or shine, he is the first one to go to school every day, even in the cold winter, the professors and masters of the Pontifical University of Paris will see him braving the cold wind, the first self-study, in the cold In the church, this young and studious student wore dark brown woolen gloves showing slender and pale fingertips, and was wearing a thick black woolen coat. He pursed his lips, slightly lowered his gray-blue eyes, brown-black He has short curly hair, and his handsome face is slightly red from the cold. Although the room is very cold, his neck and back are straight and tall, which makes him look very elegant. His scarf and hat are neatly folded by him. Put it aside on the table.He first took out a horn inkwell and a goose quill. On the desk was a thick pile of study notes, books on science, law, and medicine. He put the thick and difficult Latin Bible on his knees, and borrowed Candlelight, watching and writing down Junxiu's handwriting.The student's fingers were numb from the cold, so he kept opening his mouth and blowing air at his fingertips.

The teachers all liked this hard-working, down-to-earth and introverted kid. He lived up to expectations and became the best, youngest, and most knowledgeable scholar in Paris. Fascinated by knowledge, law, literature, science, medicine, theology, Latin, Greek, Hebrew... He almost tirelessly read all the books in Paris. Ph.D.

But God posed a big problem for this omniscient theology student.On that day, the poor boy heard that there was a terrible plague in Paris, which affected several districts, and was most serious in the Rue de Erchape, where the fiefs owned by his parents' family were. At that time, his parents, whom he hadn't seen a few times, had died of illness, leaving only a young brother, John, crying in his swaddling baby.

He is both an orphan and an elder brother. From then on, he can only return to real life from the ivory tower, and take care of his poor brother as a father and mother, pouring all his love into this young child, and he finally Coming out of the book, he experienced the warmth of ordinary people's family affection, and he realized that if a person has no feelings, no love, it is so boring, and he is a walking corpse without a soul.This only family member was deeply concerned about his heart, because the younger brother had no mother and no milk to drink, so Claude found him a nurse in the mill near the university town he inherited, and sent little Johann himself. feed.

From then on, he worked harder and became more serious, because he was a parent, and he was responsible for his younger brother's life. He was determined not to marry for life, and dedicated his life to the priesthood, just to take better care of his younger brother. Claude's care for this child, even To the point of doting.

On the day of Quasimodo Day, he was already the vice-bishop, and he was worshiping with the bishop in the church. He found that monster-like child about four years old. The devil-like child had a sarcoma on one side of the eye. His head was tucked into his neck, his spine was bent, his chest was protruding, his legs were deformed, and he could still babble, but his cry was very loud. He looked very strong, and a group of old nuns chattered around the little monster, scolding this little monster. The child is the offspring of the devil, with a monster in its face.

At that time, he heard the nuns laughing and wanted to remind them to keep their voices down, when he saw the deformed child.Seeing this abandoned child, he thought of his younger brother, if one day he was no longer around, would Little John be put on the abandoned cot and treated like this... His heart suddenly rose With sympathy, he made a decision at the moment - to adopt this child. He firmly believed that such a good deed would bring blessings to his younger brother. Heaven only accepts this kind of road money, and Claude took this child away without looking back. Boy, give him a very fitting name: Quasimodo.The nuns talked about him behind his back: "The young archdeacon is a wizard who adopted a demonic little monster!".

Today is the holiday, and Claude is alone. For so many years, his younger brother, John Frollo, who has given everything he has raised so hard, is now a young man, but his younger brother hardly visits him, except for lack of money. when.

The younger brother who is not doing business is a headache for him, and he very much hopes that John can become an excellent scholar like himself, knowledgeable and respected.But John was very rebellious, he didn't study hard all day long, and was mischievous. He tried his best to send his younger brother to the university, because the professors also thought that John could study hard like his brother Claude, so they readily agreed.But the younger brother doesn't cherish the opportunity to study, he often makes noises and pranks in class, doesn't respect the teacher, and is even less interested in knowledge. He hangs out with a group of prodigal children every day, always goes to drink and gamble, and hangs out with messy women in Love Valley , The tuition fees given to him are always squandered by him early, and then come to ask him for money with a stern face.

This made the archdeacon very painful and worried. His younger brother was so uneducated. Every time the professors in the university city wrote to him to accuse John of crimes, he felt very ashamed and angry but helpless. , as a child who is always excellent, studious, hardworking, and the best student in the teacher's heart, he has never been troubled by such things.This time, it was because of his younger brother being criticized by his former teachers. He could only reply one by one, sincerely apologized, repeatedly promised strict discipline, and begged not to expel his younger brother.

Claude criticizes him very severely every time, a brother is like a father.But John became more and more difficult to discipline, every time he sneered at him with a playful smile, and admitted his mistake every time, but it would be the same next time, which made the serious and deep Claude angry but helpless, after all, he had always been like that Take care of John, but can't ignore him cruelly.

John hasn't come to see him for a long time, which means that the money has not been spent. It is impossible for his younger brother to visit him on a festival like today, and he must have gone out to mess around again.

Thinking of the same for his younger brother, Claude sighed deeply. It is not a good holiday alone. He held his forehead sadly. A sense of loneliness surged up from the depths of his heart. He pulled the white veil tightly. Tightly hugging and stroking, as if still hugging Salome, those kisses on his cheeks, the way she blushed when she fell, and she ran away from his arms in a panic... These romantic and beautiful moments have always comforted her. With his painful and injured heart, he could see her smiling face every day during this time, which was the only expectation in his heart. He lay his head on the messy table and closed his eyes, "Maybe I should do something to arouse her anxiety." Pay attention! Maybe... I should find a way to keep her by my side...by any means!" He opened his eyes again! "As long as she is by my side, she will slowly fall in love with me! It doesn't matter what method is used, we will be very happy together! (At this time, Salome, who is having dinner at the Palace of Miracles, is also worried: Uh...Actually ...Should I confess my love to Claude... I don't know how he reacted, does he like me? I have to say it several times, but I don't have the heart to disturb his life, so he will be very angry Ah, will you ignore me, how embarrassing it will be to meet in the future... And I am very low-key, luxurious and connotative, haha, cover your face and run away~")

Salome's perspective: A few days ago, I knew that the festival was coming. I wondered if Claude would be lonely. Although many subordinates respected him, he was always alone wherever he went. He is my benefactor. , Helped me so many times, I did so many stupid things, he didn't care about me, even if he doesn't like me, I should thank him.

So when I was shopping for vegetables with my sister, I went to the tailor shop and bought a handkerchief-sized piece of black satin. Originally, I wanted to make a satin dress for my sister, and all my money plus the gold coins rewarded by the foreign envoy would only be enough for everyone to eat... Sigh, forget it, there is everything in the dream!Reluctantly, he spread his hands and wanted to give my brother a new hat, but he was not interested in these things at all. He patted my head and said to me righteously: "If you wear a new hat, you are not worthy of being a beggar king. That taste." "Eh... are you serious?".

Because I lived in a quaint small town in my previous life, my parents went to teach, and they couldn’t bother me too much. I had to do many things by myself, so female red needlework was pretty good, and I usually sold some needlework. Pocket money to buy snacks!

After thinking about it, I embroidered a purse with a combination of Chinese and Western styles for him, who made him smell so fragrant... I embroidered his name Claude Frollo with silver thread with flying stitches, and carefully embroidered his belief on the back— —Cross, at the end add a small Latin word: "socius" (Latin: to accompany), put tassels made of silver thread, and you're done!I stretched my waist, the gift is light and affectionate, and I can put coins or spices... I hope this can comfort his lonely heart, let him make more friends, and stop being so cold.

"Pfftch" I laughed out loud, thinking of his gloomy face all the time, I am amused, I proudly held up the embroidered purse, bit my lip and grinned stupidly, I admired myself even if the embroidery needle didn't poke!I silently gave myself a thumbs up in my heart.

"What are you doing..." My sister patted me on the shoulder, "I've been busy these days. What is this! It's so beautiful!"

"Sister, it's nothing, really!" I stood up in a panic, and just about to explain, my sister snatched the purse.

"Claude...what...the cross, I don't know this word! You gave it to that priest, right..." My sister shook her purse and said to me with a meaningful smile: (Little love, don't you Really, I'm going to cry) "Is this a token of love! And you said you don't like him!"

"I..., this is not a token of love! It's just to thank him for saving us... I don't like him..." The more I speak, the lower my voice is, like a mosquito. I really don't have the confidence to say that I don't like him, okay? , I'm not good at lying.

"Take it, if you don't, your face will be blushing!" My sister shook my arm excitedly, "I'm so happy for you!"

"Sister, you're too gossip, woman..." I blushed helplessly and stood there, I couldn't refute her, what she said... seemed... all right.

I jumped up, fought with my sister and snatched back the purse, holding the purse in both hands to my chest.I turned around with my face flushed, and turned my back on her as if I was angry. In fact, my heart was beating wildly, I was sweating, and I was biting my lip... I was exposed, I was too nervous!