Margaret's Secret

Chapter 7 The Mysterious Sheepskin (5)
But the most surprising thing is that after Larmor was beheaded, Margaret asked the executioner for her lover's head.At midnight the next day, she held La Moore's bloody head, got into a carriage, and buried it with her own hands in the chapel at the foot of Montemar.The family of the Marquis de La Moore in the novel is the descendant of La Moore who was beheaded that year. In order to commemorate the deeds of the ancestors, on April 4th every year, Miss Mathilde will wear black clothes that emphasize filial piety. And her full name is Mathilde-Marguerite, apparently in honor of Queen Margaret.Judging from the whole novel of "The Red and the Black", Stendhal's arrangement of such a plot also has a hinting effect, because at the end of "The Red and the Black", when the protagonist Julien was executed, he loved him deeply. Miss Mathilde was also buried with her lover's head in her arms, just like the replica of the love between Queen Margaret and La Mole.

Lin Hai patted himself on the head vigorously: "You are so stupid, you should have thought of "Red and Black" a long time ago. Stendhal explained it to me more than 100 years ago. I have read so many books. Didn't even realize it."

Perhaps it was because Lin Hai saw her portrait in the attic of an old house when he was 11 years old that Lin Hai was so fascinated by the book "Red and Black" and was deeply attracted by Julien's story. I have read it over and over again since I was a few years old.Although, at that time, he didn't know who the woman in the portrait was, and he never knew her name, but there seemed to be some kind of power guiding him, making him understand Margaery unconsciously. special.He took a deep breath, only feeling that the fate of so many years has been so tricky.Suddenly, he seemed to think of something again, and immediately opened the small cabinet next to his bed. There were many books in it, including a book with a blue cover called "The Lover's Head". As for the author of this book, I'm ashamed, it's me.

This book is actually a collection of short stories. The main story is called "The Lover's Head", but it is only a few thousand words. It is about a man who was beheaded in some dynasty. He ran out and took his head away in the middle of the night.The woman took her lover's head and lived in seclusion in a certain place. Many years passed, and the woman gradually aged, but the lover's head remained the same as when she was young, until she was so old that she was about to die. The heads were buried together.Many years later, her tomb was dug out of the ground, and she herself was left with only a handful of dry bones, while her lover's head was as fresh as new, and it was displayed in the museum.

Lin Hai bought this book more than a year ago. At that time, he was shocked by the short story "The Lover's Head", but he didn't think of the story of Margaret and Larmor.Now, Lin Hai concludes that this novel must have been influenced by "The Red and the Black", and the heroine is based on Margaret.

So, Lin Hai thought of coming to me...

Now, let's go back to April Fool's night.

In this dimly lit small coffee shop on West Nanjing Road, the distraught third-year student in front of me told me this extremely bizarre story for two full hours.

I kept listening during the whole process. At first I listened as an April Fool's Day joke, but then I suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation. There might be some ulterior secret hidden in it, and Lin Hai was just innocent. The lamb was drawn into a dangerous vortex.Yes, Lin Hai has his reasons for being so fearful and nervous. Anyone who goes through this kind of thing and doesn't become crazy is considered very strong... unless he has already become crazy.Then, he spread out the palm of his left hand to me, and the line of red letters "Aider moi" immediately jumped into my sight.

Looking at the words in his palm, I finally spoke: "Is this the French word for 'help me'?"

"Yes, I think this is some kind of message that the ghost conveyed to me, and Margaret also said the same in that DVD. But, I still can't understand, where should I go to save her?" To his question, I could only shake my head and say, "Stop thinking about it, talk about something else. Did you come to me because you saw my book?"

"Yes, I think you will be very interested in Margaret."

"You guessed it right, "The Lover's Head" was indeed inspired by "The Red and the Black", and it did come from the stories of Marguerite and Lamour, whose stories I have always wanted to include in my novels , because it is such a touching love." But I shook my head again and said, "It's a pity that Alexandre Dumas has already written it, and the French made this story into a movie "Queen Margot". I have also seen this movie, which is the version played by Adjani."

"I've read all your books, especially the last two. You often tell those mysterious stories in your novels. I don't know if you have experienced those things yourself, but I think you must be eager for material of similar things. Bar?"

"Haven't you delivered it to my door now?"

Lin Hai said noncommittally: "Although I wanted to find you, I didn't know your contact method. Just when I was desperate, I heard that you were going to be a guest chat room of Keyunjian.com. I found out about it yesterday. I ran to the Internet cafe here this afternoon, first logged into the chat room of Yunjian.com, and asked you a question under the name of 'De La Mole'. I think this can deepen your impression of me. After the chat is over , I immediately ran to the opposite building and stood there waiting for you."

"If that's the case, haven't you even eaten dinner?"

He only smiled wryly, and said, "The ghost haunting me has already made me forget about my hunger."

I quickly called the waiter and asked them to serve some more dim sum.

"Thank you." Lin Hai suddenly felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said, "Although I guessed that you would be interested, I didn't expect you to care about this matter so much, and you don't look much older than me."

"Everyone who has met me says so. You are a junior this year, but I'm only five years older than you." I pointed to the dim sum and said, "Hurry up, even if you're a scary ghost, it's better than you." It’s better to be a starving ghost.”

Lin Hai was indeed hungry, he habitually looked around and started to eat hungrily.While he was eating snacks, I was also thinking about how to deal with this matter.All the things I know so far, except for the parchment in the tin box and the French "Save me" in his hand, are all from Lin Hai's dictation. In fact, he can't produce any evidence.But my intuition makes me believe everything Lin Hai said, whether there are ghosts in the world or not, but maybe this is true for him, so what about me?Lin Hai finished eating quickly, and at this moment I asked him: "Excuse me, can I take a picture of the words on the parchment?" He grabbed the tin box tightly: "Why?"

"I have a friend who is studying in France. He specializes in the study of French history. I want to take pictures of the words on the parchment with a digital camera and send them to my friend's mailbox. I think he can interpret the words on the parchment. .”

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Hai finally nodded: "Okay, just shoot whatever you want."

By this time I had taken out my digital camera from my bag.Lin Hai unfolded the parchment carefully, and let me take pictures of the words on the parchment with a digital camera.However, I didn't shoot the whole thing, only about half of the content, I think it is enough to send these things to France.After taking the photos, Lin Hai rolled up the parchment and put it back in the tin box.He took a long breath and said to himself, "I finally said it today."

"Yeah, if you keep this kind of thing in your heart, you will definitely get mentally ill."

Lin Hai didn't seem to understand what I meant, he smiled wryly and said, "I also want to thank you for listening."

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you. I will treat the things you told me just now as a gift from God. This is such a rare material for a novel. Even if Agatha Christie is invited, I will You can’t even figure it out.”

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." Then, Lin Hai gave me his phone number, E-mail, QQ and other contact information.Although I wanted to chat with him a few more words, he couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up and looked around nervously, as if the ghost was still peeping around him.

Lin Hai put the tin box back in his bag, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't stay any longer, I have to go back to school quickly, I'm afraid I'll be caught if I stay outside..." He paused, I doubted He asked eagerly, "What will happen?" But Lin Hai's face had turned pale, he pursed his lips and said nothing, then he handed the money to the waiter, and ran out of the coffee shop without even taking his change. museum.

I was in a hurry to chase out, but was stopped by the waiter. It turned out that he wanted to give me some change. By the time I got the change and rushed out of the cafe, Lin Hai had already disappeared on Nanjing West Road, leaving only streamers all over the street. overflow color.

The night is already deep.

But this April Fool's night still attracted countless men and women, they laughed and walked past me, maybe there is a ghost hidden among them?My heart trembled suddenly, and I immediately called a taxi and left here.

It was nearly midnight when I got home, but I still burned the night light and entered all the photos from the digital camera into the computer.Reading the parchment on the computer screen is a very different experience. Although I can’t understand the medieval French, I have a faint feeling that there is something hidden between the lines. Is it really a big secret?

I went online immediately, and sent the parchment photo to Yuli's mailbox in France as a JPG file.Yu Li is a big net worm, I think he will receive it soon.At this time, I was really sleepy, the night outside the window was dark, and the April Fool's Day night in Shanghai had passed.And what will Paris look like at this moment?

Today is the second day of April. It is said that many things will change on this day, because until now you realize that many of the news you knew yesterday are actually false.

I was really surprised on this day, because I just got online in the morning, and I received an E-mail from France, which was replied to me by my friend Yu Li. The content of the E-mail is as follows—

my friend:

Hello, now I don't know how to describe my mood, I can only bless you in the night in Paris.

(End of this chapter)