Chapter 17 17. You are welcome to join the "Hagrid Club"

I jumped at Danny Hagrid without screaming in surprise, and I stood by the door for a moment.There was a thunderstorm outside, he was standing by the window, there was lightning, and I was covered by his shadow.I said, "How did you come into my room?" "I waited outside for three days and you weren't here. Besides, I wanted to see how your life was going, so I asked someone to open the door and come in." "So, what do you think?" "Well, it's nice and tidy, although the space is a bit small." I came over, very wet, and the chair was next to him, and I sat on the bed.

I won't go into the details of how he got in. The man can do whatever he wants, and I said, "You're from London?" "yes." From one palace to another. "What about you? Where have you been?" I thought about it: "I went to Italy with my classmates." "That's good, are you happy?" "yes." We haven't seen each other for two months, and we haven't talked on the phone for a month. He is happy and happy in London, and I play my wayward money in the casino. In fact, they are all doing well.But two people who had a good life suddenly met face to face, and lost a lot of enthusiasm and foundation for dialogue.It was getting dark and raining, and Danny Hagrid turned on the lamp on my desk.

"I'm staying in this hotel, the Breton villa on the cliff, wait a while, or tomorrow, you can tidy up and find me?" Danny Hagrid said. "Ok." He was about to leave, and I kept my head down. When he came to me, I saw that the straps of his leather shoes were loose. I said, "Please wait." Then I squatted down and tied his shoelaces it is good.When I stood up again, I was hugged by Danny Hagrid. I looked up at him, his lake blue eyes turned into flames, his whole body was hot, even his breath burned me.With one arm around my waist and the other holding my face, he said in a low voice, "I miss you." Then his lips burned on mine.

There is a greedy, violent and burning little beast in my heart. This little beast has been imprisoned for too long. At this moment, Danny Hagrid suddenly set it on fire, clamoring to rush out of the cage. He kept looking at my face, with a faint and elusive smile on his face, with a little curiosity, appreciation, and indulgence, as if to see how far I can go.He didn't know which point of me touched me below, and I instantly fell back in pain, and my hand suddenly pulled the desk lamp to the ground.The room suddenly became pitch black, lightning flashed across the sky, and struck my shadow reflected on the floor. At that moment, what I saw was not myself, but the beast, full of jealousy and possessiveness, jumped out of my body. The skin is hideous in the dark night.

My body continued to tighten in the sudden onslaught of fear, and Danny Hagrid let out a low moan at the same time. ... The rain is getting heavier. After our intimacy, without taking a breath, people calmed down, and their shrewd will and judgment returned.The two of us who were still enthusiastic for the last quarter of an hour and wanted to cook and eat each other were calm.We lie on the single bed in my dormitory, he is on his back, I am lying on my stomach, his fingers touch my back from the top of my head, and slide to my waist and buttocks little by little, I quietly distinguish in the dark Watch the corners and curves of his profile.

"Once upon a time, I met a beautiful kitten with amber eyes that always seemed to be a little teary," he said. , This guy has grown up. His temper is getting bigger and bigger, unpredictable, and his temper is wild, and he is no longer as obedient as before. Only then did I find out that it was a little leopard." I giggled, raised my upper body, and reached out to stroke his face: "Then what are you going to do? Do you want to keep him under control, or release him to the mountains?" He restrained his smile and looked into my eyes and said, "That depends on what she does."

I leaned over and kissed his mouth, kissed with lips, kissed with teeth, kissed hard, kissed so hard that I felt pain myself, kissed until he pushed me away.Danny Hagrid wiped his lips with his fingers, and there were bloodstains on them.I smiled and said to him, "What's the matter? Anyway, anyway, you own the whole zoo, oh no, the forest is yours." Danny Hagrid didn't entangle me with this gunpowder-flavored topic anymore. He got up, straightened his clothes and said to me, "Go to sleep and find me tomorrow." After he left, I sat up, smoked a few cigarettes, and checked the time, it was not yet twelve o'clock in the evening.I bet nearly a day's worth of money, came back from Monte Carlo to Nice, and had a tough fight with Danny Hagrid, but I wasn't tired at all.I got up and brushed my teeth, washed my face, changed my clothes, and went out again with an umbrella, and went straight to the "Agni" bar.

On a rainy Monday, the business in the bar was deserted, and I was able to explain to the bartender in detail the taste I wanted: "I want a stronger wine, but sweet, and I want to be drunk, but not too bad." The young man nodded with a smile and began to mix drinks with dazzling methods. During the process, he asked me: "Are you unhappy?" After thinking about it, I pointed to the people in the room behind me and asked him, "How many of these people are happy?" He said, "Well, you're right." When I drank the second cup, Yannick came over, and I asked him with a bit of alcohol: "Is this the kind of person Gitan is talking about? Huh? He wanders around and sings."

He squinted his eyes and thought about it: "Well, almost." "A full meal is always guaranteed, right?" I asked. "How much money can be made." He said. "Do you want someone to join you?" "you?" "for me." "Can you sing? Do you understand music?" "I don't know much, but I can always help a little bit, be an assistant, read a contract or something." I said. He laughed, took a sip of his wine, and looked me up and down: "You? You are a rich man. You... Where's your beautiful ring?" I looked at my finger, even he noticed that my ring was missing, I smiled and said, "Look, you're wrong. I'm not a rich man. Where's my fake ring? I don't know myself. Don't you believe me? I tell you, I'm a bluff. Hey, but I really want to join you."

Yannick didn't speak for a long time. I wanted to pick up my cup and take another sip, but his hand was held down by him. His hand covered mine, and he said, "Are you cold? Your hands are so cold." At that moment, my head, stimulated by the delicious alcohol, was in a mess, and many things flashed in front of my eyes and ears: the phone call to the United States, the woman said to me in English, "Are you looking for Danny? No call Wrong"; Sophie's note pushed across the table; Danny Hagrid's eyes; and my crash on the Monte Carlo boat. I turned to look at him, Yannick, young boy, tall, beautiful rock singer.He was a big shaggy dog ​​with red hair, what was Danny Hagrid doing at his age?Had he ever been in love with a girl, too?Or did he already own a dense forest?

Thinking of this, the little beast in my heart jumped out of the cage again.I leaned over to Yannick with a bit of vengeance and indulgent pleasure, and kissed him on the mouth, while he put his arms around my shoulders at the same time.I feel the smell of his lips and mouth, soft and warm, and the tips of our noses rub against each other. At that moment, I want to forget a person.After a long time, we slowly left.No one here pays attention to a kissing young man and woman, except ourselves, and he says, "Where do you want to go?" I watched him for a while, then got out of the high chair, put my drink money on the bar, and was about to leave. Yannick didn't have any more physical contact with me, he just smiled: "What's the matter? What's the matter with you?" I couldn't say anything, not even a "goodbye" and I left there. He was a soft-lipped, sweet-smelling boy. But he's not Danny Hagrid. I slept in my dormitory until the sun was high, and the next day the weather was fine and cloudless.I washed up and had a cup of coffee and went to see Danny Hagrid at his Breton villa, which was empty.The hotel staff was cleaning. On the table in the living room, I saw a note he left for me: I will wait for you on the beach. I found him, reading in a chair under a parasol with a detective novel in his hand.His eyes were behind sunglasses and he didn't say anything to me.I sat down in the chair next to him, oiled myself, and a peddler passed by selling ice cream and frozen raspberries. I bought two glasses and handed him one, when he said to me, "Thank you." After he finished reading the book, he put it aside and took my hand with his free hand: "Shall we go back to Lyon tonight?" "Okay. What story did you read? Tell me about it." "Well, it's not very interesting. It's just a group of suspects investigating one by one to see who the real murderer is. Finally, they found it, but the explanation was very far-fetched." He was wearing glasses all the time, so he couldn't see any expression. He said, "You said that day Is the story of the big dog over? It ended up being a sled dog, and is that the end?" of course not.I was about to tell him about Buck's experience when someone suddenly called, "Danny!" A man and a woman in bathing suits walked up the beach and hugged him when they came up. The woman had shiny chestnut hair.Danny Haig introduced us to each other. It was Charlotte and her husband Bruno. They and Danny were friends who had known each other for more than ten years. Charlotte said: "It's disgusting that you didn't tell us when you came to Nice." Danny smiled: "The time of stay is too short, otherwise how could I not find you?" Charlotte pointed at his chest with her index finger, and said domineeringly and enthusiastically: "Don't say so many reasons, you are going to my house for dinner tonight. Did I tell you when I wrote the email? My winery last week The red wine opened in the cellar is excellent, and the Elysee Palace may choose it as a gift for the state guest." Charlotte is right, her red wine is delicious and sweet, with excellent taste.We were invited to her home on the hillside, facing the sea and the wind, drinking and chatting on the lawn.Danny Hagrid was in great spirits, drinking glass after glass of fine wine. Listening to their chats, I know they used to know each other at the mountaineering club.Charlotte was once in danger on the top of the mountain, and Danny Hagrid rescued her, and the two became life and death friends from then on.Bruno joined later, and he married Charlotte five years ago, with Danny Hagrid as a witness.They always expressed some gratitude to Danny Hagrid during their conversations. Charlotte told me later that it turned out that Danny Hagrid had given a lot of money to help them tide over the difficulties in business. I got up to go to the bathroom, and Charlotte accompanied me."This is a beautiful house," I said to her, as we walked through the atrium with its tall shelves and religious paintings on the dome. "Well, this was built by my grandfather three generations ago. At that time, a painter was invited from Rome. When it was first built, it was considered a big event in this area." "Of course." I came out of the bathroom, and Charlotte was waiting for me outside, a cigarette in her hand, and while I was washing my hands, she looked at me in the mirror, scrutinizing and judging.She handed me the handkerchief to wipe my hands: "Shall I show you this house?" "OK." She was about thirty years old, she didn't wear light powder on her face, she was wearing a casual robe and soft leather boots, her body was very thin, she walked slowly, and she had an indescribably chic style.She showed me portraits of every previous owner of the house, her old game room, the ballroom where every girl in the family held parties up to the age of sixteen, and the library with fifty thousand books. "This beautiful house is almost impossible to keep," she said. "The business of the year before last was very bad, and our investment in the Middle East went wrong again. We wanted to sell this house. If it wasn't for Danny's help, I'm afraid it would never recover. ’ she said of him, looking me in the eye. ‘What a generous friend he is.’ I smile. "How long have you been together?" "Almost two years," I said. Charlotte walked in front of me, as if talking to me, and as if she was sighing to herself: "How fast the days pass. I have known Danny for more than ten years. Time treats men and women very favorably. I will It's not what it used to be, look at Danny, he hasn't changed at all. Come over here, this is my piano, I played it every day when I was younger." The room was at the corner of this floor, with large windows on three sides, under which were planted huge bunches of day lilies, the moonlight poured in from the window, the fresh smell and moonlight filled the whole room, in the middle was a Black grand piano.Charlotte walked over, opened the lid of the piano, slid her fingers across the keys, and struck a string of notes on it. But my eyes were attracted by another thing on the piano. I walked over, picked it up, put it in my hand, and looked at it carefully.In the shape of a sand clock, the foggy white crystal bottle contains half of the water left, which is cold.Seeing me pick it up, Charlotte smiled: "Recognize it?" I didn't speak.Of course I knew the bottle, Danny Hagrid had given Sophie the exact same bottle, and I had opened it. Charlotte said, "Do you have one too?" "..." "Then I, a former member, still welcome you to the 'Hagrid Club'."