Cos Verlaine's I crossed

You will live this life here.

It's because you have no choice.

Drinking, sex, and... self-righteous melancholy, and enough money to sink into oblivion night after night.

but I.

I'm here because I want to be here.

- Arthur Rimbaud, Total Eclipse of the Heart.

Two years later.

In a private movie theater in Japan, models from Calm magazine gather here.

Everyone is drinking beer to celebrate, the voice is noisy, or they are flattering the editor-in-chief of the magazine, and the latest movie "The Great Gatsby" starring Leonardo in Hollywood is playing on the projection screen.

Compared with the young editor-in-chief, the oily president who has a higher status but has a messy private life is smiling, not caring at all that the models are actually more in favor of the editor-in-chief.The president looked to the other side intentionally or unintentionally. In the corner where these men and women gathered, there was a moviegoer sitting quietly.

The other party tilted his body, with his palms on his cheeks, making it difficult to see his expression, only knowing that he was watching a movie seriously.The young man looks to be in his early 20s, with a typical European appearance. He has blond hair that is not dyed, covering his ears. The messy half-length hair has been styled by a stylist to create a fashionable layering.It can be said that among the models present, none of them has a level of "starlight" comparable to this indifferent young man.

However, it is a pity that the other party's white skin has not been properly maintained, and the skin tone is uneven. It is necessary to use makeup to cover up the weathered skin and a few playful pimples.

President Imamura's eyes became deep, and there was still a bit of undisguised love for the young people.

The other party is a newcomer who joined the modeling industry last year.

There is no doubt that this unique temperament can make a way in the highly competitive entertainment industry.

The man picked up a can of beer, walked over to put it down, and asked, "Do you like watching movies so much?"

The blond-haired young man is stingy to give his gaze, and his beautiful eyes look directly at the curtain, showing the shimmering blue of the ocean in the shallow water area under the light of the movie.He watched the movie adapted from "The Great Gatsby", but he didn't take the drink offered by others, and said casually: "I'm just interested in Gatsby."

President Imamura's heart moved: "Gatsby is a rich man in New York, are you interested in rich people?"

The blond young man finally turned his face slightly, and what caught President Imamura's eyes was an aggressive beauty, resembling Hollywood's international superstar Leonardo.

Being flamboyant and unruly can make people of the same sex have unwanted thoughts.

"You are so boring, are you implying me something?"

After listening carefully, President Imamura could hear that the other party's spoken English had improved greatly. Compared with the one-word spit out a year ago, the level of speaking Japanese has been significantly improved.

"No." President Imamura pushed the beer can, "Ranbo-kun, why don't you sit and drink something alone."

The Japanese have always had the ability to forcibly change a person's name into a Japanese title.

"I don't drink." The blond young man mocked the president, but his posture was quite casual. Out of the corner of his eyes, he followed every move of the protagonist in the movie, "I'm afraid that if I drink, I will wake up in someone else's bed the next day. Legs open and someone snaps a photo or some kind of video, didn't you always want to fuck me?"

His sitting posture remained unchanged, and he suddenly brought his face closer to President Imamura, forcing him to stop breathing.

The beauty of the French impacts the soul of people, and the beauty of the prosperous age is nothing more than that.

"I won't let you go, fat pig."

"...!"

President Imamura's face twitched.

I have seen the frankness of the French, and I was still shocked once I heard it, which is completely inconsistent with the national conditions of the country.

If it were a person, President Imamura would have been angry a long time ago, how could he allow a small model to slander himself like this.It's a pity that facing Rimbaud, he wished to raise his gun and surrender. The more he was scolded, the more excited he became, and he said: "I don't have this idea-well, I thought about it once or twice, but Mr. Rimbaud disagrees, and neither do I." Maybe force you."

President Imamura pretended to be humorous and said: "Ranbo-kun, your Japanese swear words are very good."

Arthur Rimbaud, who stayed in Japan for two years, made up his history, and quickly integrated into the 21st century, snorted, the first thing he learned was always the things that bad boys like.He despises the other party's greasiness, if the other party has a sliver of self-knowledge and wants to learn some gentlemanly demeanor to pursue him, he would have run away long ago.

"This star—" Arthur Rimbaud thought for a while, "do you have a way for me to meet him?"

President Imamura was stunned, and pointed to the movie screen, "Leonardo?"

Arthur Rimbaud nodded with a strong smile in his eyes.

President Imamura was almost obsessed with beauty and forgot how much he was. I have to say that the blond Frenchman in front of him has a lot of similarities with Leonardo, who liked to play the rebellious boy when he was young, and he also has a strong personality. charm.

President Imamura: "Sorry, I can't do anything."

Arthur Rimbaud turned cold in minutes, and stopped looking at him, "Oh."

President Imamura was not reconciled, and it was rare to hear the request from the other party, "Why do you want to see him?"

Arthur Rimbaud casually: "I'm a fan of him."

President Imamura calculated his personal connections, gritted his teeth and promised: "Although I can't meet alone in private, I can take you to see his real person. It's no problem to get an autograph."

Arthur Rimbaud was indifferent: "No, this private cinema is good for watching movies."

President Imamura said straightforwardly, "I'll give you the membership card."

Arthur Rimbaud was immersed in the world of cinema and stopped talking.

He blocked the jealous voices of the models from his ears. The noise in the world is not as good as a luxurious movie.

The evening party was over, and Arthur Rimbaud did not follow him, and used President Imamura's membership card to wrap up the whole night.He locked the door of the movie room, turned off all the lights, took the remote control in his hand, and lay on the sofa to enjoy the convenient life brought by high technology.

He ordered an old Leonardo movie from 1995.

- "Total Eclipse of the Heart".

The film tells the story of the nineteenth-century poet Arthur Rimbaud who met Paul Verlaine.

His mind swayed with Leonardo's performance.

Like joy and sorrow.

If someone sees it, they will find that the blond young man with his head resting on his arms is not Leonardo, but the protagonist of "Total Eclipse of Heart" played by Leonardo. He ran away from home at the age of 16 and met him at the age of 17. Paul Verlaine bid farewell to the literary Arthur Rimbaud at the age of 19.

Seeing that the end of the movie corresponds to the beginning of the story, [Rimbaud]'s younger sister came to Paul Verlaine to destroy his brother's obscene poetry collection and informed him of his death.Paul Verlaine pretended to agree, tore up the other party's business card afterwards, and sat blankly behind the table with a glass of absinthe.

Paul Verlaine poured himself a glass of absinthe and hallucinated.

The living [Rimbaud] sat opposite him, with a young appearance, as if he was 19 years old and hadn't left yet.

"Tell me you love me."

"You know I like you very much." [Rimbaud] asked him, "Do you love me?"

"Love."

"Then put your hands on the table."

[Rimbaud] said it twice in Paul Verlaine's confusion and fear.

【Rimbaud】said: "The palms are up."

Paul Verlaine obeyed his wishes, slowly opened his hands, his eyes were melancholy and sad.Because Paul Verlaine once did this, and was stabbed in the palm of the hand by [Rimbaud] with a fruit knife in the restaurant.

But it is different in the hallucination, there is no repeating the scene of history.

[Rimbaud] The fruit knife in his hand lightly slid across Paul Verlaine's palm, and he kissed him, not wanting to hurt his beloved man anymore.

Kiss instead of hurt.

Love replaces the unforgettable pain.

[Rimbaud] Smiling at him at the end, he is happy. There is no wedding ring with a woman on the man's finger.

Paul Verlaine was not crying, his eyes were crying.

After the death of the 37-year-old [Rimbaud], Paul Verlaine felt great despair, dreamed of [Rimbaud] every day, thought of their beautiful past every day, and indulged in [Rimbaud]'s final work "A Season in Hell" .

The film changes and sublimates the deeds of the nineteenth century, adding color to this love that is not accepted by the world.

"His memory shines on me like the sun, never going out."

—Paul Verlaine.

Obviously fabricated a lot of plots... People outside the movie watched the story indifferently, wiped their cheeks, and touched the tears falling down.

"Why would I cry for this man again."

"I shouldn't be crying."

"At the age of 37, I will not be moved by him. I just want to go to sea again to pursue the distant sun."

"Is it because I'm young that I haven't seen it through yet?"

"I read the historical data, [Athier Rimbaud] was amputated because of a tumor in his right foot, became disabled, and died in Marseille at the age of 37."

"Verlaine gradually lost his mind after divorcing his wife. He lived to be 51 years old in poverty. Lover, lover died of typhoid within a few years, he wrote 19 poems for his lover, which were included in the collection of poems "Love"..."

"After that, he lived with two old prostitutes who made a living by selling his poems. This is his touching love."

Arthur Rimbaud sneered at the thought of Paul Verlaine's later life.

Paul Verlaine had the face to say: "After he died, I dreamed of him every night. He was my great and glorious sin."

Arthur Rimbaud was short of breath, so angry that he curled up on the sofa, his chest felt nauseated, and his trembling arms were about to dig into the pockets of his trousers, but he stopped abruptly.At that time, European aristocrats and commoners were all popular smoking tobacco soaked in marijuana, taking pride in it and proving that they were people with spare money.

"I can't make the same mistake again..." Arthur Rimbaud seemed to see himself suffering from illnesses in history, his eyes were lost. "My body will break down."

Not long after he met Paul Verlaine in Paris at the age of seventeen, he fell into bad habits, coaxed into drinking absinthe and smoking certain questionable cigarettes.Arthur Rimbaud tried to quit, but the feeling was too painful, causing him frequent insomnia and splitting headaches. It was only after he came to the 17st century that he could hold back mentally.

There are so many new things in this era, knowledge seems to be free, and Artille Rimbaud is addicted to it.

The desire to explore the world satisfies Arthur Rimbaud's heart.

"I don't want to die prematurely, I don't want amputation - I haven't been to Africa, to see the Ethiopia that made 'Atil Rimbaud' so haunting."

Arthur Rimbaud's face was pale, his teeth were clenched, and he tossed and turned on the four-seater couch, unable to settle down. His shirt was rolled up and his white waist was squeezed out.He was almost dying of curiosity about Africa. How could such a hot place attract "myself"?

After the movie ends, it automatically restarts.

Listening to the first conversation between the two in "Total Eclipse of the Heart", Arthur Rimbaud hugged his head, his shoulders trembling, like a bird being tortured in a cage of memories.

The Japanese waiter knocked on the door and asked in a low voice, "Sir? Are you okay?"

He was answered by the Frenchman's cursing mixed with sharp gasps.

"roll!"

This sound was extremely shrill.

Afterwards, the waiter left with red faces and hands and feet, and heard low gasps and crying in the room.

It's as if something crazy happened inside.

The waiter thought: If I didn't know that there was only one person inside, I would have believed it. Is this gentleman watching pornography?

The point is not the content of the movie, but the fact that the guest in this room is very coquettish, like a star in a Hollywood movie that fascinates people.

Until three o'clock in the morning, Arthur Rimbaud, who was tortured physically and mentally, fell asleep. The mobile phone slipped out of his hand and fell on the carpet. news.

Among them are not only Wilde, but also Rimbaud and Verlaine.

The next day, Arthur Rimbaud feared that he might be suffering from an infectious disease, so he went to the hospital for a physical examination with his ID card that had been reissued after the tsunami.

The results of targeted physical examination - no syphilis.

Arthur Rimbaud slumped in the public chair, grinning broadly.

"so close."

Fortunately, Verlaine has not sent him to death.

Fortunately, when he participated in the Paris Commune, he didn't let the drunk French soldiers succeed. He was almost raped a few times, panicked, and could only make the illusion of collusion during the day.

Those dirty guys.

In the next second, Arthur Rimbaud showed a sarcastic and sad smile.

"You go to hell before me this time, my virgin."

"I will live well."

51-year-old Paul Verlaine was impoverished, suffered from long-term diabetes, ulcers, syphilis, and died of pulmonary hemorrhage.

And 22-year-old Arthur Rimbaud—

alive and kicking.

……