Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Tonight, sure enough, there are no dark clouds.

There was a full half moon in the sky, and the frosty light illuminated the road outside Haneda Airport.

In seven days, there will be a true full moon.

It never occurred to Paul Verlaine that the flight would be delayed until the early hours of tomorrow.

The European "Assassin King", who is used to flying in private jets and has professionals to adjust his flights, has never experienced the life of ordinary people waiting for planes.He told Arthur Rimbaud that he was resting today because he actually had a mission. The longer he stayed in Japan, the easier it would be to expose the fact that he was not in France.

Paul Verlaine said to Arthur Rimbaud: "Are you sure we have to wait here until two o'clock?"

Arthur Rimbaud covered the earmuffs of his ears, which were warm and soundproof, and pretended not to hear.

Paul Verlaine was speechless.

If he had text messages from his brother, he could pass the time, but he felt an indescribable awkwardness in the company of Arthur Rimbaud, who refused to speak and seemed to keep his distance from him.

Haven't you already forgotten betrayal?Haven't you already finished with your Japanese boyfriend?

Why is it still a dull look.

Take out your romance and enthusiasm as a Frenchman!

Paul Verlaine fiddled with the brooch on his coat idly, the brooch suddenly fell off, and the buckle was broken.Arthur Rimbaud looked sideways, and Paul Verlaine said, "I'm going to buy a brooch."

There are always many duty-free brand stores in the waiting area of ​​the international airport.

Arthur Rimbaud got up: "I will go with you."

Paul Verlaine rolled his eyes at him and said, "We just met again, there is no need to stick to me."

After finishing speaking, Paul Verlaine was slightly happy.

He can't judge the sincerity of human beings, but Arthur Rimbaud is with him 24 hours a day, as if reunited after a long absence, reluctant to leave half a step, which greatly satisfies the lack of love of humanoid weapons far away from the crowd.

As long as Arthur Rimbaud loves him, he can gradually become a human being.

Human, what a distant word.

Paul Verlaine said provocatively: "If I solve my physical needs, will you follow?"

Arthur Rimbaud kept his mouth shut, not wanting to speak, that would make him look like a pervert.

Paul Verlaine: "Pfft."

Arthur Rimbaud was relieved to see that he did not doubt himself.

Paul Verlaine grabbed his partner's hand, but the other party broke free the next moment. Arthur Rimbaud said calmly: "Don't attract the attention of others." Paul Verlaine shrugged and walked towards the shopping area without thinking, " Let's go, use your fashion sense and choose a brooch for me..."

The moment he turned around, Paul Verlaine's eyes penetrated the ice.

The tactile sense of an assassin's fingers is unmistakable.

Arthur Rimbaud hides a ring under his warmer.

The couple rings of myself and my relatives and friends were all left in France before I left for the mission. Later, I dug them out and put them on on purpose. The other party’s ring is still with him!

One can imagine whose ring Arthur Rimbaud is wearing on his left ring finger?

Japanese, Aso Akiya's ring!

【That's the left hand. 】

Paul Verlaine couldn’t believe it. He had been with Arthur Rimbaud for four years, and the other party taught him to wear a ring. The ring finger of the right hand symbolizes being in love, while the ring finger of the left hand symbolizes being married!Arthur Rimbaud said that he gave him the only ring in his life, ordered a ring of a famous brand, and claimed that he would never enter the grave of marriage in his life!

Whoever marries is a dog, Arthur Rimbaud!

You and your teacher are scum!

When buying a brooch, Paul Verlaine leaned against the counter, expressed his requirements to the shopping guide lady, and stared frivolously at Arthur Rimbaud who was choosing a brooch for him.

"Attil, I don't like lilies, don't pick the one you like."

"Ok."

"I also don't want roses, vulgar four-leaf clover and hearts, angels, crosses, and all animal types."

"……I try my best."

Arthur Rimbaud's cold sweat dripped down.

No matter which one he picks, Paul Verlaine can always come up with a bunch of problems, all the boyishness of the best years of the relationship, in short: toss you.

Not in this store, let's go to the next store, Arthur Rimbaud has never found that he is so easy to support, and he doesn't pick at the gifts from Qiu Ye at all.

Um?Shouldn't have been picked on.

Arthur Rimbaud was not sure, and looked at the cheerful Verlaine out of the corner of his eye.

【Qiuya, I don't think you would like this kind of character. 】

【Paul looks better than me, that's not why you like him across parallel time and space!What's more, he doesn't know you, so it doesn't make sense for you to like him. 】

Arthur Rimbaud has received a new message notification.

"Paul, the flight time has been confirmed, one fifty in the morning."

After he finished paying, but there was no sign of Paul Verlaine, the shopping guide said sweetly: "The gentleman in the white suit said to go out and have a cup of coffee, and he doesn't want to see you...uh...be honest and won't tease him You look happy." She was a little tactful, and didn't directly use "stupid" to convey it, after all, the customer who pays is God.

Arthur Rimbaud's face turned blue: "..."

After being spoiled by others for eight years, once he wanted to spoil others, he couldn't change it for the time being.

No matter how much he wants to protect his partner and Mr. Zhongye from the price of treason, it doesn't mean he will let the other party kick their noses in the face.

Paul, after eight years of separation, no seniors have taught you how to behave!

……

Obsessed with writing, Ma Shengqiu, unable to extricate himself from it, also hurried, reduced the content, and finally filled the outline, and wrote a short story with tens of thousands of words.

On the palm of his hand, the gauze was glowing red.

Even with the help of black-tech special medicine, Ma Shengqiu's body is overdrawn. If he doesn't want to shorten his life span, the first thing to do after reconciling with Arthur Rimbaud is to heal his body.

With a knife with Akiko Yosano, he was resurrected with full blood and refreshed his whole body!

Dressed in the moonlight, Ma Shengqiu also walked out of the quiet orphanage exhaustedly, not paying attention to what was behind him, and the footprints left by him also disappeared little by little in the darkness, and even the most talented people with supernatural powers could not find the disappearing footsteps.The Germans hid at the door, and when Ma Shengqiu came out, Ma Shengqiu also saw Huochenbrutz and subconsciously said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Horchenbrutz was indifferent to his thanks, and stared at the camera hanging around his neck, his blood-stained hands, and the novel manuscript stuffed in his pockets with a corner exposed.

"You've been here for so long, what are you writing about?"

"novel."

"Run to the orphanage to write novels?"

"Yeah, this place brings me inspiration, so I can calm down and finish the work. It will be the best masterpiece in my life, but unfortunately... I won't publish it."

Ma Shengqiu also rubbed the novel with the back of his hand, his hands were numb from the pain.

He has long been unable to be regarded as three-dimensional physical fitness.

"Well, maybe." Aso Qiu also said with a smile, "In case Lan Tang wants to publish and announce our love to the public, no matter how shameful I am, I will agree with my lover's decision." The love in Aso Qiuya's eyes Returning to the tranquility on the surface, it seemed as if the two had already met, and it was extremely sweet, "But I can't give in too much, he must also declare that he loves me, that's only fair."

Horchenbrutz looked at him for a while, and said with emotion: "Your love is like a drama, it's hard to imagine that it's a story that happened in reality."

Aso Qiuya's expression loosened: "Live into a story... that's what I dream of."

An ordinary life like stagnant water will not be remembered.

Sensational stories are remembered.

He touched the camera he picked up. He didn't recognize this very old-fashioned model, and felt that his memory was a little inconsistent.How could I come all the way to the orphanage to write novels?However, the novel has already taken shape, which shows that I really found inspiration here.

Ma Shengqiu also dragged his weary pace and opened the car parked not far away.

The fastest way to get from Yokohama to Haneda Airport in Tokyo is to take the Keikyu Line. However, it is past eleven o’clock, the subway stops operating, and the taxis are too slow. Instead of waiting for their slow speed, the best choice is Drive back to the headquarters, and then use the helicopter on the top floor.

Aso Qiu also confirmed the positioning information for the last time. Paul Verlaine was at Haneda Airport in Tokyo, with [Book] as his back-up. In addition, there was no disturbance at Haneda Airport, so the two must have never met.

"Hotchenbrutz, can you fly a helicopter?"

"This is a must-learn."

"I don't have time, you come and drive, as long as you don't kill me, you can drive at any speed—! Send me back to the port mafia headquarters!"

"okay!"

Huo Chenbrutz became excited, what he was waiting for was your words!

You must experience the technology of the battlefield car god!

At the speed and corners that can kill people, Ma Shengqiu also firmly grasped his seat belt, stared at the stars, and protected his camera and manuscript with his other hand trembling.

Inside the manuscript was a piece of white paper folded into a love heart. It was a pure white color, different from the inferior paper of the manuscript, and it caught Aso Akiya's attention right away.

Ma Shengqiu was also taken aback, and then hit his head on the car window.

He let out a cry of pain.

Put away the manuscript and that heart.

He understands what his forgotten memory involves, in order to prevent European supernatural power users from knowing that he has "seen" the main body of the [Book], and also to prevent the hidden rules of the [Book] from seeing it. [Book], he chose to delete his experience in the orphanage.

The old-fashioned camera is most likely Wen Yeli's [shell].

It was useless to go back and look for the [Book], he believed in his own judgment, the [Book] was no longer where it was, and this origami-like confession of love was his last escape route.

Needless to say.

Don't let anyone know.

The manuscript plus the origami of love is not worth a thousand dollars, it is all his "love letter" to Lan Tang.

Ma Shengqiu also curled up on the seat, as if grasping his own hope.

Hope is so precious.

Even if it is one percent, as long as it exists, [Book] can give it a chance to realize it.

While excited, Huochenbrutz glanced at the person on the co-pilot.

So fragile.

This is what anyone would think when they saw the scarred Ma Shengqiu, but it was such a person who was stabbed dozens of times by his French lover and was still madly planning something.

Is the other party plotting love?

What the other party is planning is... a future where love will last forever.

"Devils can only get eternal greed, but can human beings get eternal love?" Huo Chenbrutz took a cigarette, did not light it, stepped on the gas pedal, and cheered loudly.

"Arrive at the Port Mafia Headquarters immediately!"

……

After getting out of the car, Aso Qiuya lost half of his life, and his soul seemed to be vomited out.

Horchenbrutz took the lead in supporting the "master", and the 1.8-meter-high Japanese hung on the burly German like a light rag bag.It's not that Huochenbrutz didn't want to use the back or resistance method, but Ma Shengqiu also had the most intensive chest and abdomen wounds, and Huochenbrutz didn't want the other party's wounds to burst, and he became the one who "murdered" his employer.

They passed through the secret passage of the port mafia, took the chief elevator, and went directly to the chief room of the port mafia headquarters.

Huochenbrutz met the guards outside the leader's room.

The guard knew Huo Chenbrutz, and when he saw the miserable leader, he still hesitated and aimed his gun at Huo Chenbrutz's head: "Put down the boss!"

Ma Shengqiu also said weakly: "It's okay, I just get motion sickness."

Horchen Brutz laughed.

Ma Shengqiu also asked the two guards who were loyal to him: "Have Chuya and Azhi gone to rest?"

In his chief's room, he was not there, and no one was allowed to stay at night.

Recently, this order has been strictly enforced.

The guard would not reveal the leader's situation, and replied respectfully: "Yes, Master Chuya and Master Dazai have gone to rest. Before leaving, tell me that if you see you back, please let them know."

Ma Shengqiu also shook his head: "Let them rest well, we will talk about it tomorrow."

After uttering a complete sentence, Aso Qiuya lacked breath, and said intermittently to Huo Chenbrutz: "Take me, quickly take me to the roof."

Horchenbrutz obeyed.

The headquarters of the Port Mafia is five super high-rise skyscrapers, the top floor is a parking apron, there is no guardrail next to it, the face hurts from the strong wind, only the humanoid alien ability does not feel it.

"Can you still hold on?" Huo Chenbrutz let go of him, and he staggered to a stop.

"It's okay." Aso looked at his watch in a hurry. The time showed that there was still a quarter of an hour before zero o'clock. The festival fireworks in various parts of Yokohama City were ready. The flight time was [-]:[-], so it would be no problem to arrive an hour earlier.

Fortunately, I set aside enough time so I wouldn't rush to catch the plane at Haneda Airport.

It's really come to that point... Ma Shengqiu also took a deep breath, that is, when he used his ability to make connections and banknotes, the security guards at Haneda Airport would never want to stop him from meeting Arthur Rimbaud.Under his suit is a Horchenbrutz dagger, which has a life-saving ability.

"Huo Chenbrutz, we are running out of time." Ma Shengqiu was also in a hurry.

"You don't have much time, it's not mine. When I'm in love with a beautiful woman, I'm not in a hurry. I'm not the same as you, a half-life Japanese." The German was dexterous, checking the helicopter, He opened the hatch and dragged him in.

Aso Shengqiu also sat in the helicopter and was more than half relaxed.

The cold wind in early January was extremely cold.

He was shivering, very similar to Lan Tang's movements, rubbing his hands and covering his face, the blood on his body seemed to be frozen, "Close the door quickly, it's so cold."

Huochenbrutz's movements were orderly, he closed the door without making any mistakes, this is one of the benefits of the humanoid ability, he is always as calm as death.

Ma Shengqiu also leaned on his seat, staring blankly into the distance.

"Lantang..."

Even if France is my hell, I want to go with you instead of letting a person go to that place and accept Mr. Baudelaire's questioning.

Don't underestimate my obsession with you.

You are the only anchor I hold on to after crossing, you are my partner.

Don't even think about leaving me!

Huochenbrutz spent some time in the process of groping for the new helicopter and turning it on, and it was useless to let Ma Shengqiu urge him.The propeller on the top of the helicopter rotated, releasing a loud noise, mixed with the sound of the wind, one could only hear the beating heartbeat in his chest: Hurry up, hurry up, with his arrangement in the [book], he must Meet Arthur Rimbaud!

In the dark night, it is not particularly obvious that the helicopter takes off from the ground.

The helicopter ascended smoothly for less than ten meters, but the fuselage was suddenly unstable, the seat was tilted, and the data on the instrument panel was confused, as if it was caught by a rope and could not break free.

Ma Shengqiu couldn't see the outside world clearly, his ears vibrated.

Huo Chenbrutz exclaimed: "What's going on! Is there something wrong with the helicopter?"

With a "bang", the helicopter "returned" to the apron, and fell in an unstoppable and seemingly uncontrollable way.

The propeller hasn't stopped yet, it keeps spinning.

Huo Chenbrutz kicked open the door from the fuselage to protect Ma Shengqiu to come out safely.

Just as Huochen and Brutz were about to swear, he suddenly stopped swearing and stood in front of Ma Shengqiuye. Ma Shengqiu was not hurt by the fall, so he collected himself and looked forward as if feeling something.

The bright white moonlight turned into a pale bluish white at some point.

It seems that the "Nordic gods" in the myth are standing in the air above the ground, as if stepping on invisible steps, one foot is slightly raised, the long golden hair is dyed with the color of the sun, and the light blue eyes are bright and bright. The smile is so clear that it looks like the eyes of people who are far away from the world.

This is an extraordinary and refined French youth, in his 20s, with blond hair and blue eyes. He is full of strong charm and perfect in every way.

He came into the world.

Not a human, nor a real god, with an appearance that can make Ma Shengqiu shudder.

Paul Verlaine said freely to the humans who had ignored him before.

"Bonsoir. (Good evening.)"

—I can't be happy without you.

……

"Melancholy Verses: Never Again":—Ah, the first flower is always so fragrant, the first promise is always so ecstasy, the whisper between the lover's lips, the magic sound!

—Paul Verlaine.