Chapter 245 The end of the fifth volume is not like the beginning

Cosette's pain, which had been so intense and acute four or five months ago, now, without her own thinking, subsided.Little by little, day by day, nature, spring, youth, love for her father, the joy of the birds, the flowers, had infiltrated this chaste young girl with something like forgetfulness that could not be named. soul.Is the fire here completely extinguished?Or is it just covered with a layer of dust?The truth is that she hardly ever feels the sharp sores anymore. One day she suddenly thought of Marius. "Ah!" she said, "I don't think of him anymore." It was during that week that she spotted a rather handsome spearman officer with a bee waist, a fine uniform, a young girl's face, and a commanding knife under his arm, passing by the iron gates of the garden. With his waxed water chestnut beard, oilcloth military cap, fair hair, blue eyes, and round face, he was vulgar, haughty, and handsome, the very opposite of Marius.With a cigar in his mouth.Cosette was thinking: "This officer must be in that regiment in the Rue Babylon."

The next day, she saw him walking by again.She noticed the hour when he passed. Since then, is it by chance?Almost every day she saw him go by. The officer's mates also found a rather handsome thing behind the ugly old antique iron gate in the "ragged" garden, and almost always stayed there when the handsome lieutenant passed by. , this lieutenant is no stranger to the reader, his name is Theodule Gillenormand. "Hey!" they said to him, "there's a little bitch eyeing you over there, watch out." "I don't have time," replied the spearman, "if I want to keep an eye out for all the girls who pay attention to me?"

At this time, Marius walked towards the edge of death with a heavy heart, and often said: "If only I could see her again before I die!" If his wish came true, he would Then you will see Cosette aiming at a spearman at this time, and he will be speechless and die of hatred. Whose fault is this?No one is at fault. The character of Marius is to sink into distress and stay in it, while Cosette has fallen into it and crawled out. Cosette was also passing through that dangerous period, that period in which a woman's blunders and grievances are borne by no one to guide her, but to her own imaginings, when the lonely young girl is like tendrils on the vine, no matter what. Whether it is the capital of a marble pillar or a wooden pillar in a restaurant, it will be the same as it is.This is a crisis, a fleeting and decisive moment, for every fatherless and orphaned girl, rich or poor, because wealth does not prevent wrong mating, wrong unions often occur At the very top; true false unions are false unions of the soul, and how many a young man without name, birth, or fortune is the head of a pillar of marble that supports a tower of great feelings and great thoughts temples.In the same way, a man of the upper class, who is successful in everything, rich in wealth, wears well-polished boots, and speaks a language that looks like lacquer, if you don't look at him from his appearance, but from his heart, That is to say, looking at him from the part he left for a woman, he is just a very stupid fool with many dirty and arrogant desires hidden in his heart, a wooden pillar in a restaurant.

What was in Cosette's soul?Emotions in subsidence or in sleep, love in a wandering state, something clear and crystal clear at a certain depth, cloudy at a certain depth, and somewhat gray at deeper depths.The figure of that handsome officer is reflected on the surface.Do you have any impression on the bottom layer?What about the very bottom of the bottom?Maybe there is.Cosette did not know. Suddenly a rare accident happened.