Chapter 6 6. That's my business

I was sent home to the Left Bank by Danny Haigh's lawyers.Before going upstairs, passing by the concierge, the landlady was surprised to see that I was released so quickly.I yawned and said to her: "Are you surprised? You called the police and said that my roommate smuggled cigarettes, right? Let me tell you, I am not a gangster, otherwise I would burn this old house down. You will also You can report and threaten me, and I will come out in a second, believe it or not? Let me tell you, I will stay here, don't try to drive me away." Before I knew it myself, I was already relying on Danny Hagrid's influence.

The house was in a mess, all the cigarettes were confiscated, and things were turned upside down.I found one slipper behind the door and another by the closet.I turned on the light in my room, and there was the golden square box on the messy desk. I went over and picked it up and there was a little card in the upper left corner.I took it over to read, and there were a few words written on it with a pen: Pour toi (to you).Then Danny Hagrid's name and a small string of phone numbers.I looked at his words for a long time, and then put this card in the "Chinese-French Dictionary" that was thrown on the ground. His photo was still sandwiched between the two pages: sunshine and loneliness.

What will be inside the box? It is about the size of a seventeen-inch laptop case, slightly thick, and the golden packaging feels smooth and cold to the touch. It is made of precious silk, and a ribbon of the same color is tied with a cross knot.The faint fragrance of lilies came from inside, full of temptation. What would Danny Hagrid give me?A dress, or a pair of glass slippers?An expensive handbag, or a crown?I saw a movie where an American girl fell in love with a prominent French politician and he gave her a red Hermes Kelly bag.The girl was delighted, carrying that handbag to a social event, and immediately she was asked, "Are you the new lover of ...? Are you together now?"

The girl asked how the other party knew, and the man said: "He gave every lover the same handbag, the same style and color. Look, mine is exactly the same." I scared myself again with this movie.In my hand is the golden box, still unopened. As I said, I was small and stupid at that time, and what's worse - I was very proud, poor and proud.I still owe tuition fees and I fell in love with Danny Haig, a European rich man who holds water sources, this handsome man with countless lovers, but I still want to be on an equal footing with him—I have already received his rescue, and I don’t want him to give me any more extravagant gift.I left the gold box there untouched, and made a place on the bed, curled up in a little ball, and slept.

The next day, Xiaoduo came back, she looked very tired.After taking a shower, she lay down on my bed which had already been tidied up. She found out some cigarettes from somewhere, took a deep breath, and said, "I hope we will survive the catastrophe, and there will be blessings in the future." I read a book next to me and said, "Don't worry, I will." She blew out a smoke ring and asked me, "Who rescued us?" "a friend." "It must be rich and powerful." She half sat up and looked at me, "When did you get involved with this?"

"I missed it." I closed the book and looked at her, "Did you tell Xiao Pei out?" "No, but I've confessed everything I've had contact with him." She said, "You're right, Huihui, he's my boyfriend, he won't hurt me, then I can't hurt him .” "Have you found him yet?" "It's gone. But he might come back sometime, and it's not the first time he's gone missing. Hey, I said," Xiao Duo looked at me and smiled, "Your new friend, let's see if he can help You pay your tuition." "Stop talking."

Look at us, that's how we spent the second weekend in September.I slept soundly that night.The following Monday was my deadline to pay tuition—September 15th, I combed my hair, got dressed, picked up my helmet, and carried my bike downstairs.My tuition fees have not been paid yet, but one day of class counts as one day, and I will stay until I am kicked out. On September 15th, no one urged me to pay the tuition fee; on September 16th, there was still no one; on September 17th, all my campus cards were still working; Obtain a named scroll. After I finished answering the questions, I went to the International Center. Mr. Ferret's assistant said that Ferret had other visitors.I was about to leave when Mr. Ferret opened the door to see the guests out. Seeing me, he said enthusiastically, "Miss Qi, what can I do for you?"

The change in his attitude reminded me of my previous encounter at the police station.I asked him if he had received my tuition fee. Mr. Fei Lei entered my student number into the computer, read the data carefully for a while, and said: "Yes, at 10 o'clock in the morning on September 15th, we received the tuition fee you remitted. .Well," he paused for a while, "this year, and the next two years, until the end of the study, you have paid all the tuition fees." I think I know who it is. I looked at Mr. Ferret across the way. Hasn't he been playing tricks with me?He has been staring at my empty account at school, and a large amount of money suddenly flew into it. He still needs to enter my student number, and he will tell me after checking it carefully?Like a policeman, he also scolded me in his heart, right?He was wondering if I stole the money, or did I sell myself for a good price?

I said goodbye to him and went to another building for classes, passing by the Internet Center that Danny Haig had donated to build.It was a huge transparent building with a glass brick structure throughout, and the sunlight was refracted several times, dazzling people's eyes.It was a symbol of his money and power. When I got home, I took out the gold box, put it on my lap and looked at it for a long time.A few days later, the fragrance of lilies still flowed faintly, and the silk surface rubbed against your fingers like water waves.I still opened it, layer by layer, ribbon, cover, until inside, there was a black box with the Versace logo, and the gold-plated Medusa was branded on it, smiling slightly.

Sure enough, inside was a light green chiffon dress, knee-length, with a chest and back designed like slightly curled petals of a lily. There are still organs under the skirt.Open another layer of the box cover, inside is a pair of black lace-up high-heeled shoes, with soft silk uppers, and layers of tiny diamonds are sewn on them.I saw this pair of shoes in a magazine. It is the brand's new style this fall, and it's called "Night Sky". What a luxurious and beautiful thing, I just felt that my fingers were not enough, so I picked up the little green skirt and stuck it to my cheek.I have never expected that I could get a real Versace. Now I hold it in my hand and stick it to my face. Who would have the guts to refuse it?

I went to take a shower and put them on, the waist of the skirt, the size of the shoes, as if they were made to measure.I looked at myself in the mirror and scratched my bare collarbone with my fingers. I felt that it was me, but it was not me, too beautiful and not real. The next day I was passing by the opera house on my way to school and a huge stage photo of Sophie was posted, she was really radiant. On September 24, "Blue Velvet" had its premiere, and Danny Haig had said that he would come back to see Sophie's performance. I called him that afternoon. The bell rang, and it was he who answered the phone. I said, "Good day, I'm Qi Huihui." Danny Hagrid said, "Good day, Pixie." "I'm calling to ask, when can I see you?" "I'm in Lyon now." "I know, you said you wanted to see Sophie's musical today." "Actually," he coughed lightly, "she's right across from me." "Say hello to her for me." He said, "Why bother? You don't really want to." "Then, the show ends at about eleven o'clock. There is a fountain with the statue of Achilles in front of the main entrance of the opera house. I'll wait for you there, okay?" "...Okay, I have no problem. But, what is it for?" "Something to say." "Okay, see you soon." I hung up, sweating again on a breezy autumn September day. I had been waiting by the fountain for twenty minutes when Danny Hagrid arrived.In the meantime, hooligans and police came up to greet me, and I told the truth, I was waiting for my friend.The cold air penetrated into my knees, and I was reluctant to stomp my feet to keep warm, just because the shoes were too expensive. He was not late, he was on time.The performance should not be over yet, he came out from the main entrance of the opera house alone, crossed the road, and seemed to see me waiting for him from a distance, so he quickened his pace and ran over in small steps. He was so handsome, with blond hair, a tuxedo, a short white scarf, tall and graceful. We didn't say good evening to each other, we just looked at each other.Seeing me wearing the little green dress he gave, he came to hold my arms, the temperature of his palms was printed on my chilled skin, and a smile was in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.He just said, "It's beautiful." "I'm cold." I said.I'm really shaking. Hearing this, he took off his coat and put it on my shoulders.When his arms were around my body, and his angular jaw was close to my eyebrows, I held his cheeks in both hands, tiptoed lightly, and my mouth was printed on his cool lips. The thought of kissing Danny Hagrid came to me out of thin air, but the kiss was long and lingering.After half a second of astonishment, Danny Hagrid put one hand behind my neck and one arm around my waist, hugging me firmly.I felt like I was being held in a warm, gently rocking cradle, his lips rolling and rubbing against mine. As soon as we parted, he leaned against my forehead and asked in a low voice, "Go to my place, okay?" With my hand still on his cheek, I said, "My roommate is out, come to my place, okay?" He picked up my finger and kissed: "Okay, whatever you say is fine." Danny Hager's driver knew where I lived.The luxurious cyan Bentley car slid across the city of Lyon in the night, and the scenery it saw was quite different from usual, the sky was full of stars, the moonlight was charming, the reflection of chestnut trees floated in the outline of pavilions, terraces and pavilions, even the usual rush The sound of the waves of the Rhone becomes so soft when it reaches this noble carriage. Danny Hagrid's hand held mine the whole time.When I looked back at him, I couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed him. I took off my shoes as we walked up the winding staircase and he followed me, reaching out to touch my ankle. I opened the door and took him into my room.I sat on the edge of the bed watching him, and he looked around, seemingly surprised. I said, "It's small and rough here, but this is my place, and I'm not afraid here." He sat next to me, looked me in the eyes and said, "What are you afraid of?" "I fear pain." "I'll be careful." The skirt given by Danny Hagrid was taken off by Danny Hagrid, and my body was naked in front of a man for the first time.He set fire to fire one by one above. Before being kissed and caressed by him, there are many things in my body that I didn't know existed, such as my nipples, belly button, and even skin, and he found them.He found more than that, of course, but also the fluid inside me, the temperature and the pain, the kind of pain that I couldn't have predicted no matter how much I prepared. I looked up at him, frowning, and my lips quivered.I want to ask him, is it too late for me to repent now?He leaned down, kissed my forehead and ears, and whispered in my ear: "Why don't you say anything?" I shook my head, my hair brushing against the crest of his neck.He suddenly stood up and penetrated, and I couldn't help it anymore, and yelled out "hmm". The moonlight passes through the window, stretching time and light and shadow on the ground. I looked at Danny Haig lying on my chest in the mirror opposite, his golden hair, the curve of his back, and the muscles of his buttocks. This was another picture that was frozen in my heart.Whenever I read it quietly in memory, I seem to see the moonlit September night in Lyon again, smell the breath of Danny Hagrid, and the smell of my own blood. His finger was stained with my blood, he lifted it up, and looked carefully. I said, "You shouldn't be surprised, right? How much do you know about me?" He didn't move, just looked up at me. "I'm a poor student who worked several jobs and owed a large amount of tuition to the school. I lived in a small room of nine square meters on the left bank. A few days ago, I was sent to the police station because it was full of smuggled cigarettes. "You rescued me, you paid my tuition, you gave me beautiful dresses and shoes, and you saw that I was a virgin." I should have said something thankful, but I couldn't control my tone, The more you speak, the slower you speak, and the more rigid you speak. He sat up slowly, with his back to me on the edge of the bed.His back is like a bronze statue, which makes people want to touch and kiss so much. I turned around so my face was facing the other way. Danny Haig said: "If I do something that makes you feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, please forgive me. I just want to help." "Of course you are kind, and I am very grateful. It's just that I don't even have the room to think about whether to refuse." I said, "There are so many things, even if I have to bear the consequences, I don't want you to know, I especially don't want You know." Danny Hagrid got out of my bed and started getting dressed.His movements were very light, and I heard a rustling sound. I still turned my back to him, biting my finger.The quilt was very thin, but my sweat came down again. He should have dressed, and said to me from behind: "Turn around, Wei Wei, answer me a few words." I sat up, faced him, stroked my hair, put the quilt on my chest, and didn't look at him. Danny Hagrid said, "Heads up." I looked up at him, my neck was about to hang down, and my chin was held by his fingers: "You have been in France for three years, has anyone taught you some basic etiquette? For example, a man wants to help you with a Box, you just let him do it, it is very impolite to refuse, and you will suffer, do you understand?" "……yes." "What are you doing with me today? Is it to compensate for what I did for you, or for the tuition I paid for you?" "..." His words made me choke, and I couldn't say anything.I'm really small and stupid, and I can't say some things that should be said: If a young girl doesn't love you, why does she dress up and give you her first time? It's just that I also want him to fall in love with me. I don't want to be so embarrassed in front of him, I don't want to accept his charity, and I don't want him to give me expensive but emotionless gifts like every lover. I can't say anything.These words are stagnant in my heart, overwhelming, and make my internal organs ache, but I can't say anything. My tears flowed down my cheeks and onto his fingers. His serious gaze and face eased a little at the moment when I burst into tears. But what I said next brought things to a point of no return, and I said, "How many women have you done this for?" He put his hand down, looked at me, and suddenly laughed, very gentle and tolerant, as if to say "Oh, you child".After laughing, he opened the door and said to me as he left, "That's my business."