[Notre Dame de Paris] Weird love story

☆, walk with me

This was the first time that Nightingale looked into Quasimodo's eyes with such seriousness, with incomparable seriousness in her eyes, because perhaps only in this way could she completely convey the words hidden in her heart to this man.

Yes, Quasimodo is a man. Although Nightingale knew it a long time ago, she didn't understand what it meant until she understood her own mind. This meant that Quasimodo was completely different from other men. She didn't mean His appearance, but his whole being.

Nightingale took a deep breath and smiled slightly. She looked at Quasimodo and said solemnly, "What I want to say is... Quasimodo, I like you."

At this moment, Quasimodo felt that all the sounds in this world disappeared again, whether it was the sound of falling leaves or the sound of wind blowing, the sounds he had always wanted to hear disappeared again. What is Nightingale saying?She said... she likes me?

But then, Quasimodo came to his senses again, and he laughed at himself. He knew what Nightingale meant, and the liking she said was definitely not the liking she thought.

Quasimodo shook his head at Nightingale: "I know, the liking you said is definitely not that liking." She was just getting used to her existence, and she didn't like or love her like he did.

Nightingale was stunned: "You don't believe me?"

Quasimodo didn't speak, but Nightingale laughed at herself: "That's right, how could you believe me so easily? After all, I didn't say anything before this." After all... Before this, she didn't Do not know what love is.

Nightingale raised her head again, she looked at Quasimodo, and did not budge: "Quasimodo, listen to me, I know you don't believe me, and what I say now seems to be trying to persuade you You, but Quasimodo, there are things I did not understand until now."

"If I didn't care about you, I wouldn't want you to stay. If I didn't care about you, I wouldn't be entangled with that choice, Quasimodo, you know? I'm used to you like this, so ...Suddenly changing your appearance...it's as if there is someone I don't know by my side."

Nightingale smiled bitterly: "I didn't want that, so I didn't tell you that with your roots, there is no way to cultivate immortality, but... I don't want to dampen your enthusiasm, because I know that you care so much about this matter , wanting to be with me so desperately, and I... probably can't bear the days when you're not by my side."

If it wasn't for the arrival of Oriole, Nightingale probably would never have thought of this. She was so ignorant at that time, and she couldn't express the annoyance in her heart at all. She didn't know whether she should tell Quasimodo or not. but now……

Now she finally understood that the reason why she was entangled was because she didn't know when she started to care about the man beside her, and his existence became more important.

Quasimodo probably didn't expect Nightingale to say these words, she didn't look at him at all at the moment, she just said what she wanted to say, but the wry smile on her face didn't look like a lie of.

Nightingale didn't notice that Quasimodo was staring at her, and she continued on her own: "Actually, I also thought about it, if I don't tell you about this out of selfishness, it doesn't matter if you will always be a mortal. I can always be by your side, stay in Paris, until you get old, until you leave this world... But as long as I think of this possibility, I feel a little unbearable, because we didn't make it clear that I will always be with you Is it by your side?"

Nightingale smiled wryly: "Human life may be very long, but it is not forever for me! The life of a fairy is endless. If you die, won't I have to spend it alone in the future? As long as one The thought of that being possible made it hard for me to accept."

"What did you say...?" Quasimodo did not expect that one day he would hear Nightingale confess his feelings to him. In his opinion, this was almost impossible.

It was normal for him to fall in love with Nightingale, but Nightingale...how could she fall in love with herself?He was nothing more than an ugly bell ringer.

But now, Nightingale said these words to him, and these words did not sound like falsehoods.

After all, it wouldn't do Nightingale any good to lie to herself, would it?

If he was just her plaything, then Nightingale might have many playthings, and she didn't need to say this to one plaything at all.

And from the first time he met Nightingale until now, Quasimodo also saw clearly that even though he only had one eye, he also understood that Nightingale was not the kind of person who would play with other people's feelings.

So... now what Nightingale said... is true?

Nightingale laughed at herself: "Strange, isn't it? I actually said these words to you. In fact, I didn't even think about it. If it wasn't for the sudden arrival of Oriole, I still wouldn't understand what my feelings for you are." What's going on, and I don't understand what the so-called 'love' is, but now, I understand!"

After saying these words, Nightingale raised her head to look at Quasimodo, and she said that sentence again: "Quasimodo, I like you, this is how I finally understand my feelings for you, of course , maybe my feelings are not as deep as yours to me, but I believe that this kind of feeling is getting stronger little by little, just because I don't want you to leave my side, just because I'm afraid of you getting angry, just because I want to keep you by my side all the time, and I want to take you back to heaven with me."

Looking at Nightingale's face, Quasimodo was speechless in a daze. He didn't expect that one day, the woman he loved would say such words to him. He always thought that his feelings for Nightingale had always been his solitary love. However, now, Nightingale actually said such words to him.

She looked at herself like this, wanting to convey her feelings to herself, and now, she seemed to have done it, no matter how unbelievable it was, but Quasimodo still chose to believe her.

Ah, that's great!It turned out that he was not unrequited love.

Quasimodo suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his only eye, afraid that the surging love in his eyes would frighten Nightingale, and he was also afraid that he could not help showing an embarrassing side in front of her.

However, there was a hand that gently grabbed the hand that was trying to cover his eyes. Nightingale looked straight into his eyes, not letting him hide from her. She asked him: "Quasimodo, do you agree?" Believe me?"

Is there any need to ask all this?Didn't she see how embarrassed she was now?Do you have to get an answer from yourself?

But those dark eyes were equally urgent, she was waiting for his answer, Quasimodo nodded fiercely: "I believe, I believe!"

When the answer was spoken, a hug surrounded him, and Quasimodo froze in place, not knowing how to react.

After a while, Nightingale let go of her embrace and showed a bright smile to Quasimodo: "So let's go back to Heaven together!"

Quasimodo was stunned for a while: "But... didn't you say, that it is impossible for me to cultivate immortality?"

Nightingale smiled: "Although there is no way to cultivate immortality, there is another way! It's just that at that time, I didn't know what my feelings for you were, so I never thought of that way."

Quasimodo was stunned: "What way?"

Nightingale smiled brightly: "Let's get married!"

Quasimodo's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

"What's wrong? You like me, and I like you too! So can't we get married? As long as you agree to marry me, I can take you to the Heavenly Court, and after registering with Yuelao, You can also be regarded as a member of the Heavenly Court, after all, there are many gods and mortals who marry in the Heavenly Court, and they all bring their partners to the Heavenly Court, you can too!"

Quasimodo couldn't help but took two steps back: "But, but..."

Nightingale frowned: "Don't you want to marry me?"

Quasimodo quickly distinguished: "That's not what I meant! It's just..."

"Just what?" Nightingale was puzzled. Since he was also willing to marry her, what was there to be just?

Quasimodo lowered his head again, and said in an inaudible voice: "A person like me...doesn't deserve it at all?" After all, he is so ugly, but Nightingale is so beautiful. But it is a fairy.

Although Quasimodo's words are hardly heard, who is Nightingale?How could it be possible that she couldn't hear what Quasimodo was saying, upon hearing this, she couldn't help but shook her head with a smile: "It seems that what Huang Li said is right, men are very concerned about this."

Quasimodo looked up, obviously not understanding what Nightingale was saying: "What did you say?"

"I said, do you men pay special attention to things like appearance? I said it's okay, but forget it, because you care so much, I'll help you solve this problem!"

Quasimodo raised his head in surprise: "Solution, how to solve it?"

"You go home with me first!" Nightingale gave Quasimo an angry look. Really, this man was too exhausting for her, but who made her willing?

When Nightingale and Quasimodo returned home, Nightingale took out a bottle of ointment, which was given to her by Oriole. She still remembered what Oriole said at that time.

"I got this from Taibai Jinxing, I think you will use it, don't thank me too much!" At that time, she didn't know what Huang Li was doing for herself, and she didn't need beauty treatment.

But now it seemed that Nightingale knew what the use of this thing was.

"Listen Quasimodo, although I feel that changing your appearance may make me a little uncomfortable, but Oriole is right, no matter what you become, you are still Quasimodo, the one I like Man, so now I give this to you, you put this on your face, trust that it won't be long before you see the results, and I..."

Nightingale patted Quasimodo's hunchback: "I am here to help you change your muscles and bones, not to make you a fairy, but your hunchback and chicken breasts should also disappear."

In this way, the appearance of this man can be changed, right?At that time, she will see what other methods he uses to reject herself.

……

An hour later, Quasimodo appeared in front of Nightingale as if he had changed completely, making Nightingale completely unrecognizable. If it wasn't for the same eye as before, Nightingale might not have thought that standing in front of her at all It will be Quasimodo, the ugly bell ringer.

Quasimodo is now like a newborn, with brown curly hair, the tumor on his face has disappeared, and the other eye is exposed. The blue eyes make him look like a newborn.

The chicken chest and hunchback disappeared, replaced by a tall and straight body, he was now a head taller than Nightingale.

Even Quasimodo couldn't believe that the person in the mirror was himself: "This person...is me?"

His face was full of bewilderment. He didn't expect that the reborn self would look like this. In fact, he couldn't believe that the handsome man in the mirror was himself.

Nightingale smiled at him from the side: "Didn't expect that? Quasimodo, you look even more beautiful than Phoebes!"

"Yes, is it?" Quasimodo's blue eyes were a little dazed, but his face flushed because of Nightingale's praise.

Nightingale came to his side and showed him a bright smile: "Now, you should have no reason to reject my proposal, right? So, come with me! Let's go back to heaven to get married!"

Quasimodo no longer looked at himself in the mirror, turned around and hugged Nightingale. He once thought that love was out of reach for him, and Nightingale was also someone he could not touch, but now, everything changed up.

He thought that he had always been in love with her unilaterally, but it turned out that Nightingale also liked him the same way, and that was enough to make him happy, but God really gave him a big gift. He thought that God had abandoned him. It turned out that this was not the case, his happiness just came later than others.

But once it came, he would hold on to it, as he would hold on to the nightingale, and never let go of her.

Nightingale gave him everything, the warmth he wanted, the care he longed for, and the future he was looking forward to.

Now, he has changed, and this change was brought to him by Nightingale. He no longer needs to be afraid of anything, and he no longer needs to feel inferior. Quasimodo knew that he was by Nightingale's side, and she stretched out her hand towards herself. , as long as he stretches out his hand, he can hold her hand and never let go of her.

"Yes, I won't be afraid of anything anymore, and I won't refuse anything anymore, just like you said, I will always be by your side." Quasimodo looked at Nightingale and made a gesture. Solemn promise, he doesn't want to be a fairy, he just wants to be by her side.

They will get married and will be together forever, even if this "always" is very long, he will never feel tired, being able to be by her side all the time is the greatest luck in his life!

The author has something to say: So this article has come to an end here. It should have been posted a few days ago, but I have been too busy with work and have no time. I don’t know what you think of the ending. If you If you think it is good, then it is good, and I am satisfied if I want to give Quasimodo a happy ending.