Started with a green hat for Verlaine

On October [-]th, Aso Qiu also chose a fine weather suitable for going out to sea, bid farewell to friends in Paris, and will not come to France again this year.

One is to celebrate Oscar Wilde's birthday.

The second is to go to the UK to handle the company's business and manufacture more patented products.

He didn't leave the house to Rimbaud to live in. He had no doubt that the other party would ruin his house. He didn't take out the garbage, didn't bother to change the sheets, and it was trivial to like to hang out with friends. The last thing he wanted to see was Paul Verlaine sneaking in with Arthur Rimbaud talks about love.

Are you so open-minded?

without thanks!

Please rely on this face and go out to find a job that includes food and accommodation.

"You must come back next year, otherwise I will go to England to find you."

Arthur Rimbaud carried the suitcase on board for Mr. Wang Qiu, and watched the ship leave with reluctance. His rich and chic star attire made him appear in the Paris newspapers.

Seeing Rimbaud's photo, everyone who knew him was stunned.

Is this still the sloppy boy?

They knew that Rimbaud had good facial features and beautiful eyes, but all these advantages were defeated by the other party's unhygienic, poor and casual appearance.No one thought that when Wang Qiu dressed Rimbaud meticulously, his handsome boy could stun all the women in Paris!

Paul Verlaine was so fascinated by Arthur Rimbaud who came to visit suddenly, he forgot about his wife, and stammered: "Lan, Rimbaud, why did you become like this?" He stretched out his hand subconsciously , brushed Rimbaud's cheeks, and wiped a layer of powder on his fingertips. It turned out that the makeup technology brightened Rimbaud's complexion.

"Mr. Wang Qiu asked me to apply for the job, and dressed me up like this." Arthur Rimbaud walked in swaggeringly, "Which industry do you think I should apply for?"

"Rimbaud, as long as you keep going, no one can refuse you." Paul Verlaine poured him water, and Arthur Rimbaud said narrowly to Verlaine in front of Matilda: "I think I Need a cigarette."

"Here!" Paul Verlaine hastily handed it over.

Artille Rimbaud clamped it on his finger, thinking of Mr. Wang Qiu's every move. The elegant and noble Oriental seems to be flowing with the blood of the upper class. He knows how to make money and how to spend it. It seemed easy to deal with.

The other party taught him how to sit and speak, how to hold a cigarette when smoking, how to spit it out gently, and show masculine decency and sex appeal. These simple knowledge directly subverted Arthur Rimbaud's understanding of being a man. impression.

Arthur Rimbaud took a deep drag on his cigarette, then let it out, spraying it on Verlaine's face.

He is complacent, arrogant, proud, and reveals a childish innocence.

This retouched and beautiful face shocked people's hearts.

It is not only a portrayal of three-dimensional Leonardo, but also an allusion to Two-dimensional Norse gods!Although he didn't have enough money and strength, he had the opportunity to fully display his charm at the most beautiful age and the most talented period.

"Verlaine, I want France to surrender under my feet!"

"..."

Paul Verlaine came out of his obsession and burst out laughing.

Just a few words will reveal your true nature. Even Mr. Wang Qiu would not dare to say such a thing in terms of your level of hypocrisy.

No way, who made Rimbaud look better and better, and he couldn't bear to refute it.

"Rimbaud, let's go out to meet friends."

Paul Verlaine was ostentatiously intimate with Arthur Rimbaud, and put their arms around Matilda, out of sight, angrily went upstairs, thought for a moment, then beat the pillow unwillingly, "This damn Rimbaud !"

Matilda considers herself to be an average beauty. At the age of 16, she was fascinated by the romantic Paul Verlaine. However, Arthur Rimbaud's looks kill both men and women!

Sadly, Matilda found that when men get into trouble, women really have nothing to do with it.

This guy can seduce Verlaine with just one look!

In Matilda's mind, the only person who can surpass Rimbaud's demeanor is Mr. Wang Qiu, who has both appearance and temperament. Even when she sees that person, her heart beats faster, and she complains that she is married and has children, and cannot be ashamed as a girl Waiting to see each other.

Mr. Wang Qiu is knowledgeable, elegant and indifferent, and takes great care of himself and his children. He is a little more skilled in holding the children than himself.

What's more, Mr. Wang Qiu dared to stand in a solemn court to prove his innocence.

This is the real rare good man.

The more Matilda thought about it, the sadder she became. She hated Verlaine who refused to be separated. She shed tears in front of the child and said fiercely, "George, if you like men when you grow up, I won't have your son!"

The young little George pouted, unable to understand what his mother was saying.

The love between adults is not something that children can participate in.

England, Ireland, Oscar Wilde hugged the black-haired man who came back, the strength of his arms tightened a bit, wishing to keep him in sight forever.

Oscar Wilde dared not speak out what was in his heart.

Because what he got would be rejection.

"Autumn." Every cell in Oscar Wilde rejoiced, his chest pressed against him, greedily and eagerly feeling the other's cold body, his brain thought obscenely: Will Qiu feel my warmth?Do you want to get closer to the living?

Ma Shengqiu also said: "Have you hugged enough? You can let go and let me breathe."

Oscar Wilde said affectionately: "I miss you, I miss you all the time, I regret that I am studying at Trinity College, and I cannot accompany you to and from France."

Ma Shengqiu also looked at him tenderly: "If I see you every day and you have nothing to do and don't go to school, I may not be able to treat you calmly."

Oscar Wilde chokes: "...you are more anxious than my parents."

Ma Shengqiu also jumped out of his arms, straightened his suit, skillfully took a lily from Wang Ershi, and inserted it into the lock of the suitcase.

"Thank you, you wasted money again."

"I'm tired of hearing the same thing, I just want to waste your money!"

Oscar Wilde was proud for a while.

On the pier, the two were too eye-catching. Aso also smiled and pulled away the stinky Wilde. The Irishman's eyes were glued to Aso's body along the way. Walking turned heads 100%. Inadvertently, the city's traffic speed All slowed down, forming a rare picture, and everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful visual experience.

Ma Shengqiu also put down his salute and was invited by Oscar Wilde to have dinner at his home.

In Wilde's house, the tall Mrs. Wilde smiled and entertained the guests warmly. Compared with the sour Sir Wilde, there was a strange contrast.

"Oscar, you've brought the souls out of Irish women."

"Dad, let alone a woman, men are the same."

Oscar Wilde borrowed his father's beloved lighter and played with it non-stop. When he found his brother's eyes peeking at Wang Qiu's figure, he stepped on Willie Wilde's leather shoes and warned: "Don't look at Wang Qiu. The wrong place to look."

Willie Wilde whispered: "Oscar, you must keep him overnight. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life. Now I am full of eclectic thoughts of breaking into the room."

Oscar Wilde despised: "You will only end up being thrown out."

Willie Wilde had the cheek to gossip with his brother: "I know you are friends, what do you think is the best part of him besides his face?"

Oscar Wilde hesitated, Wang Qiu's skin was completely destroyed, and the sutures were extremely horrifying.

However, broken perfection is amazing.

Like Venus with a broken arm.

"I can't tell." Oscar Wilde looked at the black-haired young man who was talking to his mother, "He is a whole, a person supported by a unique soul, why should I choose a certain part of him, his whole person— -I like all of them."

Ma Shengqiu also smiled at Wilde, but did not show that he heard it.

"Oscar, what are you whispering about?"

Boys who have grown up really have sweeter mouths.

October 19th is Oscar Wilde's [-]th birthday. Aso also knew that Oscar Wilde likes fashionable clothes, but the color scheme is terrible, and he only loves red clothes, so he prepared a mink fur coat that was as red as a flame for Oscar Wilde. Satisfy coquettish thoughts.

Oscar Wilde screamed.

Ma Shengqiu also endured the twitching of the corner of his mouth, watching the other party go out.It's useless to stop him, this guy has a strong penchant for showing off, all he needs is a big gold chain, a cigar in his mouth, and sunglasses, and he goes out to "amazing the world" with an arrogant step that no relatives would recognize.

Ma Shengqiu also sighed: "It would be great if there is a super sports car."

Supercar with Wilde, lore.

On October [-]th, Arthur Rimbaud's birthday, many people came to see Rimbaud on purpose to celebrate his birthday. Stefan Mallarme was drunk and grabbed Rimbaud's hand and said : "It's time for you to take care of yourself. The first time I saw you, I felt bitter for your hands. If you were born in a good family, you must have a pair of beautiful hands."

Arthur Rimbaud shook his head and said: "I don't need pretty hands."

These hands represent his class, the traces of his life with his family.

"As long as the hands can write poetry, they are the most beautiful hands."

Arthur Rimbaud was speaking, and went to look at Paul Verlaine on purpose. There was affection in their eyes, "Verlaine said, my hand was kissed by the Muse!"

Stéphane Mallarme stared at the hands that had experienced many vicissitudes.

Suddenly, prompted by some emotion, he kissed Arthur Rimbaud's finger with his lips. Even with hand cream on the rough skin, it still felt prickly.

"In this way, I am the muse?"

"Pooh!"

Arthur Rimbaud withdrew his hand and slapped him jokingly, "Don't try to take advantage of me, are you still a muse? I said I am Zeus, do you believe it?"

Stefan Mallarme, in his early 30s, is not angry and laughs loudly. With the increase of fame, the salon he holds has become the most famous salon in the French cultural circle. Every Tuesday is called "Mallarmé Tuesday" , bringing together outstanding literati of the younger generation in France.

Everyone drank and chatted together, and talked freely. Arthur Rimbaud and Paul Verlaine looked like a pair of close lovers, and there was no third person in the middle.

Before being helped away by his friend, the drunk Stefan Mallarme said in Arthur Rimbaud's ear: "Be careful, you are chatting with Verlaine outside, you are easy to be spotted by reporters, Edmund You were reminded in The People's Sovereign, too."

Arthur Rimbaud said in disgust: "Is that a reminder? He dares to call me 'Miss Rimbaud'! The next time I see him, I'm going to tear up his novel manuscript!"

Stefan Mallarmé wanted to say something, but Arthur Rimbaud pushed him away, and staggered away, "Go and rest, Mallarmé."

Stefan Mallarme said no more, and there was some sadness in his eyes.

Today's Arthur Rimbaud has two buttons on his neckline, a suit and leather shoes, with a thin waist and long legs, condensing everyone's attention, and Stefan Mallarme is no exception.Under Wang Qiu's recommendation, he met Arthur Rimbaud, and he had already discovered the beauty of the other party, but he discovered Paul Verlaine one step earlier than him, and that guy monopolized Arthur Rimbaud .

Others thought that Stefan Mallarme was shy in front of Wang Qiu and secretly liked Wang Qiu. In fact, he was most impressed by Arthur Rimbaud.

This boy is a shooting star breaking into the French literary world.

【You are beautiful, but you are not mine. 】

【Then I bless you. 】

……

15 years ago, Wenye World.

In 12, at the anti-government base in France, the "Fun" personally created a clone of Arthur Rimbaud. One failure after another appeared, driving him into a frenzy.Until "Black No. [-]" perfectly inherited Rimbaud's power, he smiled and said madly: "I will never bless you, and I will never allow you to fall in love with other people—Rimbaud!"

"You are mine, you are my Stefan Mallarmé!"

"I'll create another you too!"

Right in front of the "Fun God", there is a blond boy about 15 years old floating in the glass vessel.

The opponent's eyes were closed.

The hair is light in color, and the skin is a milky white that has not been exposed to the sun.

This slender body is displayed in front of the creator. No matter from any angle, it is a delicate work of art. It has both beautiful and powerful characteristics. It is a transcendent level from birth, which greatly satisfies the most human beings. primal desire.

Its hands are soft and white with no unsightly chilblains.

Its body is male, but its figure is graceful, its toes are delicate, and its male physical features are not ugly. It is like a god in its infancy, shrouded in a faint sense of divinity.

This is what was later rumored to be the watchdog of the "Shepherd".

Black No. 12!