Started with a green hat for Verlaine

Before coming to Tokyo, Paul Verlaine admired Arthur Rimbaud in admiration, and was touched by his dedication in the past eight years. After learning the truth... how quickly he changed his face.

Hehe, unreliable partners are still unreliable.

Is it Ma Shengqiu too?

The person who can teach his younger brother is infinitely better than Arthur Rimbaud who uses humanoid supernatural powers as a tool!

"Paul, I have never used you as a tool, and every blessing to you is true." Arthur Rimbaud was hurt when he received Paul's cold gaze that fell from tenderness to zero.

Just now I could act like a baby to him, but now I want to stab him. This is the child he taught.

Fortunately, this heart has been hurt many times and has immunity.

Even Paul held Qiu Ye's head to see his nightmare scene, he has seen it before, the attitude of mere ice and fire is nothing, Arthur Rimbaud cheered up, and said: "Senior Hugo, you go find Qiuya, if you can’t get through, you can go directly to the headquarters of the port mafia.”

This sentence has not been traded for price.

Because Arthur Rimbaud didn't speak out, and Victor Hugo knew where to find someone.

Victor Hugo glanced at the two of them, seemingly curious: "Were you a couple before?"

Before Paul Verlaine could speak, Arthur Rimbaud felt a chill in his heart.

Arthur Rimbaud: "It's broken up."

The unhappiness in Paul Verlaine's heart was about to turn into a faint murderous intent.

The breakup was a fact, but Arthur Rimbaud was so eager to tell the outside world that it was as if he had posted it backwards, feeding the dogs the love he had had a few minutes before.

Arthur Rimbaud stopped Paul Verlaine's ill-will in time.

He put his hand on Paul's forehead.

"clam down."

Paul Verlaine's blue eyes under the brim of his hat seemed to be accumulating a storm, which could drown Arthur Rimbaud. The ups and downs of his emotions exceeded the past eight years in the assassination world alone.

"Paul, you don't love me."

One sentence made Paul Verlaine want to kill even more.

Love it or not, does Paul Verlaine need Arthur Rimbaud to confirm?

"I have experienced love, and I understand what true love is like." After paying a small price, Arthur Rimbaud's eyes were as firm as a rock, even though there was blood-stained pain behind him, "It should make people happy , In the despair of the abyss, you can also taste a little beauty, greed, jealousy, rage, lust, these are just incidentals of love, and will never cover up positive feelings."

"What do you think is love for you?" Paul Verlaine laughed angrily, "You want to trample my heart to the end, so you might as well say it bluntly, it's not the first time I've been 'taught' by you!"

The two European men communicated in French throughout the entire process, and most Japanese at Haneda Airport could not understand it. It does not mean that they did not hear the quarrel between them.

The few tourists who can speak French simply slowed down, eating melons regardless of national borders.

Whispering nearby.

Because of their outstanding appearance, the conflict caused by the two directly attracted the attention of the port mafia members who were looking for Mr. Lan Tang.Victor Hugo suffered from not being able to meddle in the private affairs of the two juniors, his face was subtle, and he avoided the camera lens of other people's mobile phones without any trace. Arthur Rimbaud's face was completely lost in the real world. don't care anymore.

Arthur Rimbaud said coldly: "If you can shed tears for me, and have the slightest desire to die with me after I die, I will consider you as having loved me."

Paul Verlaine was on the spot in a daze.

Since his birth, no one has asked for his tears and regrets in such a straightforward way.

Arthur Rimbaud stepped forward, pressing harder and harder: "Can you do it?"

Arthur Rimbaud said sharply: "You can choose to lie to me and tell lies! You can also tell me that your heart, Paul Verlaine, has shed tears for me. During the eight years of being alone, you want to go to hell Look for me, I regret that I didn't hold my hand back then and drag me back to the world!"

"Have you ever called my name unconsciously, with the most beautiful tone of a lover, and looked at a man who has protected you for four years with extremely nostalgic eyes!"

The words became more and more merciless, cold as a knife, as if it could cut the opponent's human skin.

Compared with the equivalent affection that Arthur Rimbaud demanded, a glass of absinthe, a remembrance in a bar seemed so insignificant, Paul Verlaine's chest felt tight.

Arthur Rimbaud originally thought that he could calmly deal with his last bad relationship, but when it came to the latter, the person who was sad first was never Paul Verlaine, but himself.

"Did you... once, think about setting up a stone tablet for me and burying me properly?"

Until death.

Paul Verlaine also failed to fulfill his lover's duty, his partner's duty, and set up a grave for him.It’s not just that no one taught Paul Verlaine to do this, the lack of common sense can be made up for by human society, but the lack of conscience cannot be made up for!

If it were Chuya-kun, that child must understand the meaning of death, cherish every good feeling for him, and never look at the world indifferently like Paul.

After all, Arthur Rimbaud was extremely disappointed in Paul Verlaine.

——You haven’t transformed into a human.

So, Paul Verlaine frowned, seriously thinking about what his inner feelings were.

He simply replied: "No, not once."

These mortal thoughts have never taken root in his heart.

The European "Assassination King" who disdains lying figured it out, and answered his former partner like this: "I don't love you, I just don't like you falling in love with others, being held back by the weak."

The jaws of the French-speaking tourists around are about to drop.

Is this the French?

Once in love, is the other party not allowed to have another spring after breaking up?

The port mafia member who came to Haneda Airport was proficient in French, silently recorded these contents, hid in the corner and looked at Mr. Lan Tang with admiration, the two boyfriends were all high-quality types.Victor Hugo, who is also French, felt extremely embarrassed and coughed: "You should pay attention to your image and don't talk about emotional problems in public..."

Arthur Rimbaud restrained his sharpness and said wearily: "It's not as good as your experience, and you have never had any conflicts about breaking up."

Victor Hugo of Countless Lovers: "..."

Paul Verlaine also stabbed the opponent subconsciously: "Why are you still here?"

The corner of Victor Hugo's mouth twitched: "Okay, talk to yourself, don't delay important things."

Hugo, who was revered in France, left Haneda Airport dejectedly.

In another corner, Ranpo Edogawa finished watching the farce, disappeared among the crowd, and returned to the exit. Fukuzawa Yukichi asked, "What are you doing?"

Edogawa Ranpo said lively: "I watched a play!"

Mr. Lan Tang's ex-boyfriend, Verlaine whom Qiu Ye feared for many years, actually has such a personality?

It's completely different from China.

It is true that the little orange cat is a mutant breed born to its parents.

"The driver is here to pick me up!" Edogawa ran over and crackled to the driver in the black suit who picked him up, "I want to drink wave soda, eat sandwiches, and Kumamon's QQ jellybeans. Airplane meals are too difficult. Eat! And I have to wait for Qiuya at the airport, so I won’t go back yet!”

The driver in the black suit had black lines on his face and agreed: "Okay, I will buy all of them."

As the leader's personal guard, this is not the first time he has met a child from the leader's family. It has to be said that the three teenagers are all very individual, only the one in front of him is more childish.

Afterwards, the driver reported the truth to the leader.

With the arrival of Ranpo and Hugo, together with the tipping off of members of the port mafia, the source of all the information is directed at Tokyo Haneda Airport!According to the intelligence, Mr. Lan Tang was arguing with a young man with blond hair and blue eyes. The other party was suspected to be Mr. Lan Tang's ex-boyfriend. There was a red-haired French man beside them.

Aso Qiuya's heart seemed to be on a roller coaster, with ups and downs, and his eyes were empty.

Blonde hair and blue eyes?

Ex-boyfriend?

Lan Tang met Paul Verlaine at Haneda Airport?

The two didn't fight on the spot, but had a quarrel with Mr. Hugo watching?

Under the agitation, the wounds all over his body hurt, and he grinned.His heart was pounding, he was afraid that Verlaine would hurt Lantang, or fight at Haneda Airport, as long as the two of them eloped back to France without rekindling their old relationship, he wouldn't have to worry about his wife running off with a wild man!

"I want to go to Haneda Airport immediately!" Aso Akiya left Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya behind, took a novel written by himself, and slipped away.He called Hugo back while walking, "Mr. Hugo, I will pick you up at Haneda Airport now, don't leave! My people received news that Paul Verlaine met with Arthur Rimbaud, Please protect Arthur Rimbaud for me!"

Victor Hugo is a good man, and he is also a well-known transcendent in the original book. Ma Shengqiu does not believe that Paul Verlaine can beat Victor Hugo.

As for why?

Compete for the status and reputation of the three-dimensional literary world!

No matter how bad it is, Victor Hugo is older than Paul Verlaine, Jiang must be old and hot!

Mr. Hugo Sai Gao!

Victor Hugo would naturally not refuse Esmeralda's request, but he had to say: "Verlaine and Attil were similar in strength eight years ago, so there should be nothing wrong with me. I was by my side when the two quarreled , At most, it is a small verbal problem, Attil will not suffer."

Ma Shengqiu also said quietly: "Verlaine has made great progress in eight years, right?"

Victor Hugo shook his head: "I don't know."

Ma Shengqiu also sighed: "But Lan Tang... I'm talking about Arthur Rimbaud. He has no way to make such progress. I can't imagine a reason why he can win."

Unless Lantang can sneak attack Verlaine.

is it possible?

Will Verlaine let go of his guard against the person he betrayed, and expose his weakness to the sight of his former partner?It's almost the other way around!

Ma Shengqiu was also worried about Arthur Rimbaud, who was eager to return to China.

"I don't want him to be hurt in any way!"

"please!"

Under his full love for Arthur Rimbaud, Victor Hugo felt a little envious of his younger generation. Not only did the other party not suffer after amnesia, but he also obviously ate, drank and had fun for eight years.

When Victor Hugo returned to Haneda Airport, what he saw was the new conflict between the two.

"Let go, I don't want to stay by your side, give me freedom if we break up!"

"Paul, we agreed to go back to France together."

Victor Hugo was suspicious for a second.

Did I hear wrong?Why is Arthur Rimbaud still trying to keep his ex-boyfriend?

Arthur Rimbaud caught a glimpse of Hugo's bright red hair, and immediately said suspiciously: "Senior Hugo, why don't you go to the airport and go back to the airport?" His eyes implied anxiety, as if to persuade Victor Hugo went to protect Aso instead of staying here.

Victor Hugo was amused, and the couple wanted each other to protect each other.

Isn't that what love is called?

The time at the airport was ten o'clock in the evening. Victor Hugo felt that he had time to celebrate Aso Qiuya's birthday at zero o'clock, so he asked with a smile, "What time do you take the plane?"

Paul Verlaine said coldly: "Someone got in the way and booked all the flights for the night. He and I can only book the flight to Paris in the early morning."

Arthur Rimbaud smiled awkwardly and politely.

He knew in his heart: it was Qiu who was also preventing him from leaving, and it was Qiu who was also trying to keep him.He faintly longed for someone to come to Haneda Airport, but he didn't want him to show up.

Arthur Rimbaud gripped Paul's wrist, leaving handprints on the other's fair skin.

Those who didn't know thought he loved Paul Verlaine deeply.

"Let go!"

This time it was Paul Verlaine's turn to struggle, hating Arthur Rimbaud near him.

Arthur Rimbaud was heartbroken.

Paul, please be obedient, just be obedient tonight!

Stop being interested in Qiuya's head!

"Senior Hugo, Paul told me that he has finished his work and is on vacation." Arthur Rimbaud came up with a trick and asked Victor Hugo directly, "I want to confirm this matter, if It would be bad to delay his work."

Victor Hugo smiled: "I don't know about this kind of thing, do I need to call and ask Charles?"

Paul Verlaine fell silent, staring at the two hideous French transcendents.

You are cruel.

One hit two, can't beat...!

The time passed in the confrontation, and a person came outside Haneda Airport. When he passed the security check, the security personnel were stunned and saw the other person's body covered in bruises.

"This gentleman..."

A black-haired man in a black coat walked in a certain direction without looking back.

Staff members who tried to stop him were stopped by other members in black suits.

The black-haired man seemed to be on his way to a doomed date in a dream. His footsteps were like sharp arrows, and he pointed firmly at the location of the three Frenchmen. A little blood was oozing from the bandage under his shirt.

As if with a premonition, Arthur Rimbaud looked over there with trembling breath.

Thousands of people will not block his sight.

That's love.

It was the person who hated him to death.

The black-haired man straddled half of the airport waiting hall. He was out of breath when he walked in front of them. His hands were enduring the exhaustion of supporting his knees. The untreated knife wound added a bit of difficulty to his walking, just like stepping on the ground in a fairy tale. A mermaid walking on the tip of a knife.

"Lantang..."

Aso Qiuya's happy smile was fixed on Arthur Rimbaud's hand holding Verlaine.

What the hell is this?

The port mafia didn't tell him!

Member of the Port Mafia: How dare I report to the Boss the situation of the scene in detail?Isn't it obvious that Mr. Lan Tang should be given eye drops?

Arthur Rimbaud shook his hand away, afraid of being misunderstood.

Paul Verlaine: "..."

Second time!

Your bastard partner is grabbing him while worrying about getting involved with yourself!

Ma Shengqiu also forced a smile, and looked at him pleadingly: "Lantang, what a coincidence, I came to pick up Ranbu and Mr. Hugo, I didn't expect you to be here, I wrote a novel for you... It's been a long time since I wrote it in the port mafia headquarters... I hope you can read it before you leave..."

His originally fluent speech became stumbling.

The two cuts through his hand made him realize that he was a liar.

And 36 dollars broke through his inferiority complex!

Arthur Rimbaud didn't say anything, and hugged Akiya Aso directly. He couldn't understand Japanese anymore, so he could only understand the true meaning from the desperate eyes of the other party.He wept lowly on the shoulder of the other party, the reliable shoulder who had borne his life for eight years, and everyone was stunned.

He said.

"I love you, I love you! I love you!"

"I left Japan because I wanted to go back to France for a while. It was a coincidence that I met my partner. I was worried that he would hurt you, and I didn't intend to separate from you. You lied to me, and I also hid it from you. I'm sorry— —Sorry! I'm a terrible person!!"

"My partner and I swapped names! I'm the one you're yelling at!"

"I am Rimbaud and Verlaine—"

"So, are you still willing to love me?"

Those golden-green eyes that were once proud and indifferent, filled with tears and regret, mixed with some indistinct fear, completely lost all their bargaining chips in love.

……

The blood in Ma Shengqiu's body froze, as if he had heard a scripture from heaven.

Rimbaud is Verlaine?

Did you two switch names?

He foolishly looked at the weeping Arthur Rimbaud, and then looked at the other person along the smooth long curly hair of the other party. On the opposite side, the blond Frenchman looked at him indifferently and curiously, but there was no rival in love Meet exceptionally jealous thing.

This face... this hair and eye color...

Lying in a big slot!

He often scolded Verlaine from the bottom of his heart, didn't he always scold Lantang?wrong?Lan Tang can write Rimbaud's poems, which shows that he is also Rimbaud in Wenye!

Ma Shengqiu also wanted to cry, but was awakened by the other party's hug.

"Don't cry, I love you, not someone else!" Ma Shengqiu also hurriedly wiped away Arthur Rimbaud's tears. Those tears were like pearls that had fallen off the thread. They were the rare treasures in his eyes, and the ones he was most reluctant to part with. The other party flowed out of the eye socket.

"The person who has been with me for eight years is Lan Tang, and I love you in reality!"

"Even if you can't write poetry!"

"When I met you, at the moment when you were most helpless, we were already destined - our fate was created by ourselves, have you forgotten my promise to you?"

"To grow old together, life and death are inseparable."

Aso also handed the novel to Arthur Rimbaud with his hands wrapped in gauze.

"This is my... birthday present to you."

When Arthur Rimbaud was reading the manuscript he had read with tears in his eyes, the surroundings seemed to become quiet, and no one's noise could disturb the two of them anymore.

outside.

The fireworks bloomed.

Ma Shengqiu also let go of all his inferiority complex and unhappiness, and stared at him tenderly.

There was endless happiness and joy in those eyes.

A bright future is at hand.

Ma Shengqiu also finally sent his novel to Arthur Rimbaud. It seemed that an old camera was missing in the middle, but that didn't matter, since the heart surpassed everything.

Arthur Rimbaud stretched out his hand to him, afraid that he was just a dream, and murmured: "We will be together, I will accompany you...grow old together..."

Ma Shengqiu also lowered his head and held him, saying, "Where's your ring?"

Arthur Rimbaud found it in a panic and wanted to put it on for himself, but Ma Shengqiu also refused. Ma Shengqiu also took his ring, knelt down on one knee, and put it on for him in front of everyone.

The eyes of the world have nothing to do with them.

Arthur Rimbaud thought about the origin of the ring, faced Paul Verlaine's cannibalistic eyes, and bravely admitted: "Qiuya, let's change the ring next time."

Aso Qiuya: "Huh?"

Arthur Lamborgen blushed all the way to his neck: "I ordered this ring before."

Ma Shengqiu also looked at him for a while with complicated eyes that made Arthur Rimbaud want to run away, and then looked at Paul Verlaine who sneered again and again. Even Victor Hugo admired Arthur Rimbaud. How dare you say such a thing in public without being afraid of your partner getting angry?

Ma Shengqiu also sighed, "I understand."

"Sometimes the vision is too good, and it is easy to crash." Aso Qiuya's tone became bright and clear, and his self-discovery ability was first-rate, "We will make an engagement ring next time."

"Next time... I will definitely give you a unique ring..."

Ma Shengqiu was also talking, his voice became intermittent, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

He covered his throat.

Arthur Rimbaud supported him and shouted in fear: "No, stop talking!!!"

Ma Shengqiu also gave him a pale smile.

"Lantang..."

The man's hand fell on Arthur Rimbaud's face with all his strength, trying to touch him and reassure him that he was fine, but blood kept flowing out of his body.

He gave everything to each other, and only wanted to be together forever.

"Don't...cry..."

Ma Shengqiu's finger wearing the wedding ring was also broken, and he was unable to touch his lover's cheek.

Like the moment a building block is destroyed——

Ma Shengqiu was also torn apart without any external damage, as if in front of Arthur Rimbaud, Paul Verlaine, who hadn't done anything at all, cut into pieces along the knife wound.

Even if history repeats itself and changes for the better, he has not survived this early morning.

head.

fell down.

There is always a trace of despair on this oriental face.

Buried by this world.

……