Chapter 4 4. We are the criminals

On the train back to Lyon, I told him little things about me. I come from a city in northern China, where the winter is often minus 267 degrees, so some people complain that Lyon is cold in winter, but for me, it is not difficult; I study trade in business school, because it is A major that is easier to find a good job; I want to go to an expensive school with a good reputation, because I want to receive the best education; I don’t speak English, but I can understand it; I have been exposed to French since I was young, Because my father was a French technical translator in a chemical factory, and he went to work in Africa, where he disappeared...

“He worked in Mali for two years and never came home, but he sent money back every month. His salary was very good, I got a good education, and my mother always wore the most beautiful dresses until we met again. No more money from him, not just money, no news from him. My mother waited for two years and then married someone else. "I've been in Lyon for three years and I haven't been back, I haven't seen her for a long time. "As you can see, besides studying, I also work. Sophie's job was introduced to me by a friend. "I know you. "I like Hagrid's new look.

"I saw your picture in a magazine and met you at Sophie's. "Is her "Blue Velvet" performed?" "Not yet," he said. "The first public performance in Lyon is on September 24th." "Will you go?" "yes." I nodded, actually I didn't care. We met in the window of the toy store before boarding the train, and he asked me if I would let him drive me home in his teal RV lying across the street like a regal snow leopard.I took a look and said, "I've already bought a train ticket, but I'd like to stay with you a little longer."

He asked the driver to leave and bought a train ticket to go back to Lyon with me. The two of us sat in the compartment of the car, and Danny Hagrid turned on the lights as the dusk fell. The lights were bright and he looked into my face. He wasn't smiling, but his blue eyes were warming. On the train from Chambery back to Lyon, his appearance under the light of the small compartment was fixed in my heart a little bit.Whenever I think of this picture, many sensory memories are gently aroused: the colors and smells of the mountains in autumn, and the regular sound of the train wheels rolling against the rails.

I don't care when Sophie's "Blue Velvet" is performed, I care about other things. "Are you lovers?" I said. "yes." "But she's not the only one?" "That's what the magazine said?" he asked. "A lot of things are said in the magazine." He didn't answer the question. "Are you going to get married?" "Won't." "Would you marry one of your current lovers?" "Won't." "Are you so sure?" I said. "This matter is true, but some are not. For example, I don't know when this girl tortures me like this, and when I will see her again." He said.

"..." "You always have a name?" he asked me. I wrote the pinyin of the name on the paper for him to read: Qi Hui Hui. The letter "H" is silent in French, so he read: Qi Weiwei. I corrected: "Huihui." He said, "Wei Wei." I laughed and he laughed too. The radio in the car said Leon had arrived. The return journey turned out to be so fast. It takes forty minutes to walk from the train station to where I live.We are like on the train, most of the time we don't talk, and occasionally we talk, and it's just me asking him to answer, and I'm getting more and more unscrupulous.

I said, "Look, if I go to school by bike, I can go this way, and I can go about ten minutes faster... What about you? Where did you go to school? My classmates didn't find anything about Danny Haig." material." "I never went to college," he said. I was a little surprised and looked up at him.He winked at me: "You look down on people in your heart, you are a good student in business school." "Then are you credible?" We happened to pass by St. Joseph's Cathedral. The stained glass tells many ancient stories under the moonlight, and there are still tourists taking pictures.He replied, "No, what about you?"

"Me neither," I said, "but there are things that are weird. When I want something with all my heart, it always seems to get it, all my life." "Oh? Did you pray?" "No." I said, "I just want, I want, I don't tell anyone, and then I got it. When I was young, it was a purple bicycle; later, I wanted to be admitted to a good middle school; then Later, I came to France to study. I didn’t pray to any god, but I got it.” We crossed half the road and walked to the park in the middle of the street. He suddenly stopped and said to me seriously: "Then what do you want now?"

"A lot of things," I said, "but I can't say it, because once I say it, I can't get it." he laughed.He had a sharp canine tooth, and in the moonlight I thought he looked like a good-looking vampire again, and the idea kind of scared me a bit.I looked at him without smiling: "Sir, you are laughing at me, aren't you?" "No no, please don't get me wrong. I just thought it was funny, it was some funny boyish stuff," he said. "I thought I could play Daddy-Long-Legs." I'm almost there, pointing to the front: "That's the building where I live."

He walked over to look at the sign on the door: "Oh, this is... Drabbe's former residence? Does he still visit occasionally?" "Yes, he'll come when we're eating, knock on the door and say 'I'm so hungry'," I said. He looked at me with a frown, a bit dumbfounded: "Hollywood movies don't do any good, they teach children to scare people." I looked at him, he said more than once that I was a child, but I have not been a child for many years. "It's very rough here, and my roommate is here, let's say goodbye here." I said.

"OK." "Are you going back to Chambery, or are you staying at Lyons?" I asked. "I'll stay here," he said. "There's no train back." "Thank you for taking me back." He put a hand on my shoulder, leaned down gently, kissed my cheek, and said goodbye.There was peppermint on his breath and a good moon behind him. I turned around and entered the old building. The moment I closed the door, my heart suddenly felt like a drum.What happened?I met Danny Hagrid; he sent me here from Chambery; all the way his eyes stayed on my face. I go upstairs, I want to go back to sleep before this lovely dream wakes up. Who knows that Xiaoduo is putting on a big battle upstairs: in the kitchen, dining room, and her own room, all kinds of Chinese cigarettes are stacked on top of each other.With a small notebook in her hand, she counted: "Two boxes in Hongtashan, five in the Great Hall of the People, one box of Septwolves soft bags, six hard bags..." I looked at her: "What are you doing?" "Xiao Pei asked me to do him a favor by storing some cigarettes here first." She had that nonchalant attitude again, "Hey, then, help me take it over there." She threw a cigarette into my hand.I hate the smell of tobacco leaves, so I just put it on the stove next to me.I asked her angrily: "How did you bring such an unresolved matter here?" "What's so wrong?" She stared at me, "He only stores these things here for one day, and takes them away the day after tomorrow. Hey, hey, I didn't put them in your room, you can't do that nervous." I don't have the time and energy to argue with her. This person has no sense of right and wrong in his head.I found a place for my feet in the stacks of cigarette boxes, and entered my room step by step. Before I closed the door, I heard Xiaoduo say: "Is your mobile phone dead? Your mother's phone She called me, and she asked me to tell you that she can't make up the money you want for the time being, so she asked me to help you first." I just felt a bucket of ice water splashing on my head, and I didn't move for a long time. Xiao Duo threw a wad of money on the table next to me: "That's all I have, two thousand yuan, you can use it urgently. Remember to return it to me." I picked up the wad of money and carefully felt its thickness and texture in my hand.I walked over, put it in the pocket of Xiaoduo's apron, and said, "You, you should take it first, mine...my problems are more than these." She was startled, and looked at me: "What's wrong? Are you... can't pay your tuition?" Xiao Duo is a good friend, she didn't blame me for going to business school anymore, she copied out the phone number: "I'll go to Xiao Pei to find a solution. How much do you want?" I held her hand down: "No, I'm fine. You can do your work first. I went out of town today. I'm tired and I'm going to bed." I closed the door gently and lay down on the bed with all my clothes on.The joy of being alone with Danny Hagrid disappeared in an instant, and that good dream suddenly disappeared. Now I am living in a nightmare of being poor, embarrassed, unable to pay tuition on time, and smelling like Chinese tobacco leaves all over my body.My sweat came down again. The nightmare culminated the next morning. Someone knocked on the door arrogantly, I put on my clothes and went outside, and saw Xiaoduo standing with his arms folded in front of his chest among the cigarette boxes on the floor. I whispered, "Who is that?" Before she could answer, someone came outside and said, "Police. We suspect that you are involved in a cigarette smuggling case. Please open the door to assist in the investigation." How could we be "related" to this?We are the criminals.All the criminal evidence is placed under our feet in a grand manner. The police can save trouble when they do this task, and they don't even need to search.