As the narrator said, this perfume has infinite power, so many things can be done with it, but the only thing that cannot be done is to make him have the ability to love and be loved like everyone else. Let have the power of love and beauty, but in the end he has nothing. He spent his whole life looking for incense and making incense, but in the end, in addition to this strange perfume, there were also the deaths of the thirteen girls, and the pain and horror of their relatives.
Let the inability to know that those wonderful smells are the source of love, and the best way to preserve them is not to kill and then possess, but to love, appreciate and cherish.
Standing on the original execution platform, and seeing the joy that the bottle of incense brought to the crowd, he finally understood what kind of behavior love should produce, and then he fantasized about the beautiful feeling of being close to the original girl, and shed tears.
He understood that the beauty of love, love cannot be possessed, and love is the true meaning of human existence. This is a truth that makes him start to feel pain and loneliness.
In the end, with a blank expression and mechanical footsteps, he returned to the place where he was born and used up the bottle of perfume. Disappearing in the street market, disappearing in the crowd, disappearing in the mud of the origin of life.
Love is not possession.
In such an era, human feelings were indifferent, the upper class pursued profit, and the lower class people were numb and dull. After experiencing love and beauty, they still returned to their original state of existence.
Perhaps, Jean was lucky because he finally found love and beauty; he was unfortunate again, he held it in his hand, but could not have it.
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