Chapter 259 Two blissful anesthesia

They were dazzled by happiness and lived in a muddleheaded way.They paid no attention to the cholera epidemic that was raging in Paris that month.They confide in each other, try to make each other understand themselves, and all this has never been far from their respective backgrounds.Marius told Cosette that he was an orphan, that his name was Marius Pontmerche, that he was a lawyer, and that he made his living writing materials for several bookstores, that his father had been a colonel and a hero, and that he, Marius, But he fell out with his rich grandfather.He also spoke somewhat of his being a baron; but this had no effect on Cosette.Baron Marius?She didn't understand.She didn't know what that meant.Marius is Marius.From her part, she told him that she had been brought up in the little Piccubus convent, that her mother was dead, like his, and that her father was called M. Fauchelevent, and that he was a very good man. The good thing is that he donates a lot to the poor, and he has no money himself. He saves his own expenses, but makes sure that she doesn't lack anything.

It is strange how, in the symphonic life which Marius had led since he had met Cosette, the past, even the immediate past, had become so vague and distant to him. , so that everything Cosette said to him could satisfy him completely.It did not even occur to him to tell her what had happened that night in the Thénardier ghetto, how his father had burned his arm, his strange attitude, his clever escape, and so on.Marius forgot all that for a moment, and even when it was dark, he could not remember what he had done in the morning, where he had lunch, who had spoken to him, and singing was constantly in his ears. , which cuts him off from any other thought, and he comes to life only when he sees Cosette.Therefore, since he lives in heaven, of course he can't think of earthly things.They were bewildered under the infinite weight of this immaterial pleasure.This is how the two sleepwalkers, so-called lovers, lived.

well!Who has not withstood all these tests?Why do good things always take a long time?Why should life continue in the future? Love almost replaces thought.Love is forgetful, it makes people forget everything.Go and talk logic with mad love.The absolute logical connection in the human heart is no more than the regular geometry in the cosmic mechanism.For Cosette and Marius, there was nothing else in the world but Marius and Cosette.The universe around them had fallen into a hole.They live in golden moments.There is nothing in front and nothing behind.It hardly occurred to Marius that Cosette had a father.In his mind, it was just a dazzling colored light, covering everything.What did the lovers talk about?We already know, talking about flowers, swallows, the setting sun, the rising moon, all such important things.They talked about everything and nothing.Everything about a lover is nothing.What was there to talk about about that father, those real stories, that slum, those kidnappers, that adventure?Did that nightmare scenario ever really happen?They're two people, they love each other, that's all.Everything else doesn't exist.Perhaps it is this: the fall of hell behind our backs is connected with the entry into heaven.Who has seen the devil?Is there really a devil?Has anyone ever shaken?Has anyone ever suffered?I don't know anything.Above that, there is only one rosy cloud.

That's how those two people lived, pure and rare in the world, they were neither at the nadir nor at the zenith, but between men and high angels, above the mud, below the clear sky, in the clouds There is almost no bone and flesh, and it is full of soul and longing from head to toe; the ground feels too little solid, and the lift-off feels too human, as if it is in a state of suspension where the atoms are about to fall; it seems that it has already Beyond life and death, I don't know that there is such a boring cycle of yesterday, today, and tomorrow, Tao Taoran, drunken, floating, sometimes, light enough to ascend into the void in one fell swoop, almost gone forever.

They just opened their eyes and fell asleep in the gentle countryside.Oh, wonderful lethargy in which reality is anesthetized by fantasy! Sometimes, in spite of Cosette's beauty, Marius closed his eyes in front of her.Closing your eyes is the best way to watch your soul. Neither Marius nor Cosette thought where this would lead them, and they thought this was their final destination.It is a strange luxury that people have to want love to lead them somewhere.