Started with a green hat for Verlaine

In May, the two began living together.

While recuperating from his injuries, Lan Tang held a thin book of poetry in his hands, and looked at it absent-mindedly.The collection of poems contains three complete short poems, namely "Dawn", "Vowlet", and "Twilight". The words are dreamy, revealing extraordinaryness, and touching Lan Tang's heart that has lost his memory.

Ma Shengqiu also said that it was the poem that Lantang had told him.

There are more poems that Ma Shengqiu can't memorize silently, and can only record them in a scattered form, like filling in the blanks one by one waiting for Lan Tang to write.

Every word will be filled with feelings and talents, and no one is qualified to complete it except Lan Tang.

It turned out that he was really a French poet.

The sun shone like a veil from the white curtains, and Lan Tang, who was wearing home clothes, lost the halo of a strong man, and his plain face was like a pool of spring water, clear and lively.He was deeply in love with the nap-like lazy mood in "Dawn", and marveled at the whimsy of "Vowel". Finally, his eyes fell on the sentence of "Twilight", his heart trembled quietly, and he stopped reading. The urge to come out.

Lan Tang involuntarily followed the words in his heart, reciting strange but familiar poems.

[I will not say anything, I will not move anything. 】

[Boundless love overflows from the depths of the soul. 】

[Like a bohemian, I will go to nature... Pleasure, just like being with women. 】

He had the desire to express himself in poetry.

Can't wait, he wants to complete the fourth poem "Ophelia".

Then, when Lan Tang picked up the pen, he was too late to describe Miss Ophelia in the poem.He was discouraged to find that his brain was empty, with a mess of words stuck in his throat, he couldn't swallow or spit out, he was like a poor dud.

He is not as talented as he was in the past.

"Qiu Ye, I'm so useless." Lan Tang was hit and curled up under the quilt.

No, if you are useless.

Ordinary people all over the world are useless.

"Don't worry." Ma Shengqiu also moved a thick stack of books to the bedroom and placed them on the table where Lan Tang could reach out. The height of those books made Lan Tang blink his eyes blankly.Ma Shengqiu also tried his best to weaken the alienation between the two, using words as a bridge to awaken the incredible literary talent in Lan Tang's soul.

"Look slowly, think carefully, and supplement knowledge during the boring healing process." Aso Qiu also gradually switched languages, using Japanese to communicate with Lantang, "My dear will be able to write it sooner or later."

Under various evidences, Lantang believed that he was Aso Qiuya's boyfriend.

According to Aso Qiuya, they met three months ago. Lan Tang was a French poet who came to Japan to relax.The following things are very simple, meeting friends through literature, exchanging literature and poetry, and finally Lantang accepted Aso Qiuya's pursuit.

Here Aso Akiya's appearance and conversation play a certain role. It is said that he has the capital to cosplay Hei Shizai at the age of 16. Can Dazai's appearance be inferior?

Believe him, there are not many well-known figures in Wenye who are not facial controls, and each has a very high aesthetic vision.

The difference is that you are not soft-hearted.

"Ah." Lan Tang likes to open his mouth slightly to express his emotions.

Ma Shengqiu also checked the time on his watch. It was almost 01:30 at noon, and he reminded him: "Remember to eat dinner, go to bed early, order takeaway when you are hungry, and come back to see you tomorrow morning."

Lan Tang was disappointed and said, "Does Qiu Ye have to work overtime again?"

During the few days they lived together, Lantang could only see Aso Qiuya in the morning and noon.

"Because of my leave, I need to work the night shift during this period." Ma Shengqiu also wanted to stay, and Lan Tang's appearance of trying to persuade him to keep him was so endearing.

No matter who wants to survive, there is no way to let go of the work of the port mafia.

"This weekend, I'll take you to the place where the explosion happened to see if I can wake up your memory." Ma Shengqiu also thought of him completely from the perspective of her boyfriend, with affectionate eyes.

Because it won't be long before he recovers from his injuries, Lantang will definitely go to the Yokohama Concession to find the past.

This promise made Lantang a little happier, and he trusted Qiu even more.After losing his memory, he was very uneasy staying alone in the house, always thinking about who he was in the past, who were his parents, where was his hometown, and what did he like in the past?What do you hate?Why didn't I have any French relatives and friends to contact me, did I fail in life?

The existence of the boyfriend gave Lan Tang a reason to live here. The other party was like his safe haven, carefully sweeping away his anxiety and building a safe nest in the environment of a foreign country.He couldn't imagine the possibility that Qiu also lied to him, that made him afraid, and Qiu also showed the reliable relationship between the two with practical actions step by step.

They are lovers.

He should have trusted someone who would risk his life to come to the Explosion to find him.

Lantang constantly builds his heart, sorts out the common sense and logic in his mind.The moment he looked at Ma Shengqiu, Ma Shengqiu also seemed to see the softness of Arthur Rimbaud in those gray-green eyes. Verlaine's betrayal severely damaged the opponent's heart, and the power of Huangba's spit burned him. The one who survived was Lan Tang, who had nothing and was covered in bruises.

Pure white orchid hall.

It is a sin to meddle with him, and it is a sin to deceive him, but it is unstoppable.

Aso Qiuya brushed the gauze on Lan Tang's forehead with his fingertips, suppressed the addictive lie, and responded softly and silently: 【Except for the first lie, I don't want to lie to you again in the future. 】

Ma Shengqiu also asked, "Lantang, does it still hurt?"

Enjoying his thoughtfulness, Lan Tang was exhausted, and said wearily, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ma Shengqiu also bent down, wanting to kiss Lantang, but consciously retreated, and kissed the moist and white cheek.

He knew that Lan Tang had lost his memory and expressed his respect.

Kissing requires the consent of the other party.

In other words, working overtime at night saved them the embarrassment in the early stage. Ma Shengqiu was also willing to show his gentleman's attitude in front of Lantang, and said cunningly: "It's not that I keep a distance from you, I like Lantang very much... ...I want to turn this love into a long-term relationship."

Lan Tang was sitting on the bed, with an outstanding appearance and aristocratic melancholy. She was a high-end French beauty. In the past, it was impossible for such an arrogant person to accept the love of ordinary people.

He lost his memory, and at the same time forgot the supernatural power he was proud of.

as a mortal—

Lan Tang said affectionately: "Yes."

Ma Shengqiu also tidied up his hair, and whispered: "See you tomorrow, don't trust anyone but me, I will try my best to dispel your anxiety."

At the entrance, Ma Shengqiu also closed the door and went out to start his car.

In the bedroom, Lan Tang looked at the leaving car outside the window, touched his lips, and murmured: "Long...love, does it mean a lifetime?"

Lan Tang took out a painting from under the pillow, on which he painted himself, half-like.

This is a Frenchman with blond hair and blue eyes.

Son of the Sun.

Not afraid of the cold, bathed in the sun, living recklessly and arrogantly.

"In your heart... I am such a person." Lan Tang couldn't help smiling, as if letting go of the stone in his heart.But he didn't know that all the things he came into contact with were things with positive emotions, including paintings, poetry, and even the soft and warm colors in this house.

Under the guidance of Aso Qiuya, killing, war, and faith are far away from his heart.

You are just an ordinary person.

You are just a Frenchman who likes to write poetry.

Dear Mr. Arthur Rimbaud, live anew and put away all unpleasant things.

Ma Shengqiu also went to work with a smile. Even the dirty freight transactions in the port mafia could not change the expression on his face. In a sense, there was a deviation between him and other civilian members.

Wuchuan Quancheng complained about him as a senior: "People who fall in love are different."

Ma Shengqiu also scratched his cheek: "Don't laugh at me, I'm just too happy."

Wuchuan Quancheng asked him: "Is it so beautiful?" He has been married to his wife for many years, why hasn't he experienced this feeling?Ma Shengqiu also replied: "Senior must not like it enough."

Wuchuan Quancheng laughed and scolded: "Get lost!"

Ma Shengqiu didn't joke with him either, his black pupils had a faint light.

"True liking is something you have to risk everything to pursue."

"Hiss." Wu Chuan Quancheng rubbed his goosebumps, "You are usually a normal person, no matter how you talk about feelings, something is not quite right. Whoever meets you, I am afraid that they will not be able to get rid of you in this life."

Ma Shengqiu also rolled his eyes: "Don't say that."

[I'm talking about a relationship. 】

[An ending, I don't know if it is a love in heaven or hell. 】

Thinking of the killing intent and the unknown eight years later, Ma Shengqiu was both terrified and excited, adrenal hormones appeared, his throat seemed to be pressed against a dangerous knife, and his expression became calmer.

"I'm just an ordinary employee."

What is that throbbing thing in his chest?

—It is fanaticism.

……

In the middle of the night, Ma Shengqiu returned home with the exhaustion of social animals, and opened the door lightly.

Lan Tang in the bedroom opened his eyes slowly for the first time.

Lan Tang slept under the quilt, with half of his head exposed, and his eyes woke up quickly in the dark.He kept quiet, subconsciously on guard, and shrank back into the warm blanket when he heard the footsteps of Aso Qiuya.

He held his ears, there was movement in the bathroom.

Aso Qiu also went to take a bath.

After taking a shower, Ma Shengqiu also brushed his hair, came to the door of Lan Tang's master bedroom, and pushed open the door.This is the first time he can go home to rest at night after working overtime for a week.

Ma Shengqiu also noticed that Lan Tang was sleeping soundly, and the corners of his eyes twitched, feeling nervous for three seconds.

three.

two.

One.

He summoned up his courage, calmly went around to the other side of the bed, lifted a little quilt, and got in.

The warm blanket made him relax, and he wiped away the sweat that didn't exist.

Poor Ma Shengqiu is also verbally intimate, and has never slept with Lan Tang in the same bed.In the two lifetimes combined, he has never been in a relationship, and he has only theoretical knowledge. His mother and fetus have been single until now. It can be said that picking Lan Tang home is the most daring thing he has ever done as a single dog.

He won't be so stupid as to run to lie on the side, that's called a straight idiot, with a lover, it's reasonable to sleep together.

In less than 10 minutes, sleepy bugs crawled into his mind.

Ma Shengqiu also fell asleep.

The dark-haired young man's low breathing changed and became clearer, indicating how tired he was from working overtime.Considering the height and body shape of the two tall men, the bed in the master bedroom is a double bed with a width of two meters. He and Lan Tang are separated by at least one person's distance, and their hands and feet will not touch.

He fell into sleep, but it made Lan Tang, who was in a light sleep, unable to fall asleep smoothly.

Fortunately, human adaptability is strong.

Lan Tang took a nap, adjusted his sleeping position, and tried to leave space for Ma Shengqiu to sleep.They are like couples who have just lived together, curious about each other, but keep an ambiguous distance.

What is a boyfriend?Lan Tang observed during the recovery period that he should be the closest person in the future.

The other party gave himself "love" and "respect".

He feels that Qiu also understands his own soul. Even if he loses his memory and only the common sense in his subconscious remains, whenever he is confused about the future, Qiu always guides him to become stronger.It's a pity that I can't remember the past of that encounter, I was quite passive and became the one who was tolerated.

Inadvertently, Lan Tang looked at Qiu Ye's tired sleeping face, and secretly had hazy feelings in his heart.

This frighteningly strange world... seems to be real.

A night without dreams.

In the morning, Ma Shengqiu also opened his eyes on time, and saw Lan Tang who had woken up early. It is undeniable that such a scene seemed to open a new chapter in his life.

In the lonely life after crossing, there is a second person.

The temperature in the bed warms the heart.

"Morning, Lantang."

Lan Tang leaned against the head of the bed, holding the hot water bottle that was still warm, and said without panic, "Morning."

The weekend is coming.

Ma Shengqiu also fulfilled his promise and took Lan Tang, who was bored at home recovering from his injuries, out to have some fun.

Before going out, Aso also took out the earmuffs, scarf, and gloves he had bought, referring to the dress of Li Lantang in the anime, keeping warm without losing style, as elegant as a character on the cover of a fashion magazine.

"Wait...the hair is caught in the earmuffs."

He didn't care about the strangeness of the other party's off-season appearance, and he dressed up Lan Tang happily. He lifted Lan Tang's long black hair with his fingers, and the hair was pulled out from the furry earmuffs, curling up fall on the back of the shoulder.Appreciating the lover he picked up home, he took the other's hand again, "Put gloves on for you." Through the black gloves, the position of the ring can be faintly felt when he holds it tightly.

Lan Tang is extremely docile, his gray-green eyes are not like blue, and he cannot express his heart directly with his eyes, and needs others to guess, and Ma Shengqiu happens to be able to understand his satisfaction, it is so simple, a little warmth can melt the other party's heart Heart guarded, "Don't be cold to yourself, I will feel bad, Lan Tang."

Lan Tang nodded.

He will keep warm.

As soon as he went out, Lan Tang wanted to tuck half of his face into the scarf, his hairs stood on end.

Hiss...it's cold outside.

The place to go today is the place where the explosion occurred, that is, the Yokohama Concession that no longer exists. Asoqiu never did anything superfluous.

He is Lan Tang's boyfriend, not Lan Tang's enemy.

Emotions are accumulated bit by bit.

The original site of the Yokohama Concession is very large, and its geographical location is equivalent to the three-dimensional Yokohama Mirai Port.The government couldn't block it all, so the scene was chaotic, dragons and snakes mixed up, and members of various forces were searching and investigating.As far as Aso knew, the port mafia also sent many people to investigate the explosion.

Before Lan Tang came, he was quite happy, but when he arrived at the destination, he became silent.

Looking closely, the huge pit shocked him.

"This is... where you found me...?"

In fact, in Aso Qiuya’s home, Lan Tang could see the edge of the deep pit. The TV news said that the concession was blown out of a nearly circular pothole with a diameter of 2000 meters. Underestimated the exaggeration of the explosion scene.Fortunately, the Yokohama Concession is by the sea. If it happened in the downtown area, the affected area would be more than that.

Lan Tang felt incredible about his own survival: "Qiu Ye, how did I survive?"

Ma Shengqiu also sighed, "It's luck."

Really.

Unlike those who escaped on the edge of the Yokohama Concession, Arthur Rimbaud faced the destructive power of the "Huangba spit" directly. The subspace not affected by the laws of physics was shattered, and he did not die suddenly on the spot. It was a fluke.However, with Lantang's special degree, the probability of becoming a humanoid with superhuman abilities after death is very high.

"Luck?" Lan Tang felt warm when he saw Ma Shengqiu's helpless expression.It is conceivable that after such a big explosion, it is not easy to find your own autumn.

"Was Shuya scared at the time?"

"Scared. At that time, the black flames had not been extinguished, the high temperature lingered, the ground turned into gravel and gravel, and it was difficult to walk. The further you walked, the less living people could be seen. The buildings in the Yokohama Concession disappeared, and the aftermath of the explosion Spread out into the sea, forming small tsunamis and earthquakes..."

Ma Shengqiu also found a safe place to stay, and helped Lantang, who had not yet recovered, step into the future Leibo Street.He didn't regard life as a game. In this world of people with supernatural abilities, the lives of ordinary people are too insecure, and they will be wiped out in an instant.

Aragami was born from human bones.

"The explosion that day was deafening, and the windows of the house were shattered. When I saw you, you were covered in wounds, lying on the ground like a dead body."

Aso Qiuya's voice is clear and light, as if describing a history witnessed by bystanders, giving people an atmosphere of being in it.Lan Tang walked lightly and heavily, listening to Qiu Ye with his ears open. With the melancholy corner of his eyes, he witnessed many people who were displaced after the disaster.

There were old people, children, and people with body burns. The sky was still dark and the atmosphere was oppressive and heavy.

Such a cruel scene is no less than experiencing a war.

This thought disappeared in a flash, and a pinprick-like pain appeared in Lan Tang's head, dizziness and nausea, gastric juice churning, he tried his best to grasp the clues of memory, but he couldn't recall the past about himself.

Ma Shengqiu also firmly grasped Lan Tang's hand, supporting his not weak body.

"Do you still want to go forward?"

"Um……"

"Even if it makes you feel painful? Lan Tang."

"I'm not afraid."

Lan Tang frowned and said, unwilling to give up the opportunity to wake up the memory.

Lan Tang held Qiu Ye's palm back, absorbing the warmth of long-term contact, and reciprocating with pure trust: "You Qiu is with me, I'm not alone, you will help me, right?"

Ma Shengqiu also laughed with a pun: "If I don't help you, who will help you?"

Lan Tang, I will stand by your side and accompany you through the days of amnesia.

Wait until you accept me completely.

The process of visiting the explosion site went very smoothly, without encountering obstacles. As expected by Aso, Lantang's emotions were affected, and his memory was not recovered at all.

Some mindless gossip spread to Lan Tang's ears.

"Is it Huangba vomiting?"

"The punishment of the gods... will bring the crime to this place..."

"I don't believe it's a bomb, flame! It was flame bursting out of the center!"

"The incarnation of flame... Rage God..."

Lan Tang couldn't wait to ask Qiu Ye: "What is Huang Ba Tu?"

Aso Qiu also pulled him to the edge, and the mobile phone had a signal, and successfully found a photo of a clay puppet unearthed in Aomori Prefecture, which seemed to be the prototype of the ancient Japanese belief: a fat and short man with frog eyes, looking A clay puppet that looks ugly and cute.

Seeing Huangba spit out the prototype, Lan Tang's expression froze, and he was frightened.

His body relaxed.

How silly.

For a moment, I felt that what those people said was true.

Ma Shengqiu also thought maliciously: "I am helping Lan Tang to break the feudal superstition, don't talk about gods and gods, what are you doing as a person with supernatural powers to snatch the power of the gods?" Rumors about Huangba spit out so early on.

Fortunately, the trip went smoothly, and Lan Tang never saw Xiao Zhongye with orange hair and blue eyes on the road.

It is better for the "mother and son" not to meet each other.

It took a whole day to revisit the old place, and Lan Tang walked around tirelessly, but found nothing, and looked tired, not very talkative.

Ma Shengqiu would not let him be depressed for too long, and poked his heart.

"Have you found any memory?"

"No."

"I'll make you a French dinner in the evening to celebrate your surviving the catastrophe and gaining a new life."

"Celebrate... ah..."

Lan Tang froze for a moment, then nodded slowly, remembering things can't be rushed, there is hope in life.

Ma Shengqiu also comforted: "Don't be sad, think about it in another direction. Compared with those who are displaced and whose families have been destroyed, we are already lucky enough."

"Yes." Lan Tang looked softly, gave up today's goal, and followed him home.Along the way, the two were intimate, holding hands and communicating in French, walking out of the disaster zone brought by the explosion.

Ahead, there are more buildings in normal society.

All shadows go away.

In the police station, the orange-haired boy was ignorant of the world, like a little lamb in a daze, looking at the well-meaning companions who picked him up and describing the ins and outs of picking him up.

"He seems to have lost his memory, and he doesn't even know how to speak the language. I suspect that his relatives live in the Yokohama Concession, and they are most likely a mixed race of foreigners and Japanese."

"Yes, yes! His relatives must be contacted as soon as possible."

"He has a necklace with the name 'Nakahara Chuya' written on it. It looks like a child of a rich family. Mr. Police, look for it!"

"After you find it, just give me some compensation. It's good if someone can take it back."

The Aragami who was born in the world, before learning to be a human being, he first learned to feel kindness.

He was lucky to be accepted by this world.

However, the police station will never be able to find out the "parents" of Zhongya Zhongyuan, and Zhongyuan Zhongye will be born. Kill you, your father can't keep you, so he has to let you live outside.

The seven-year-old poor Nakahara Nakaya was sitting on a chair, hugging his knees, wearing old clothes that didn't fit well, with small facial features, and a pair of blue eyes without any impurities, really cute.

Seeing the softening in the policeman's heart, he secretly took pity on him: "The parents of this child are also poor people. If they hadn't died in the explosion, they must have come looking for him a long time ago."

Somewhere in Yokohama, a couple is having a candlelight dinner at home.

Emotions are heating up.

There is no way, as far as Aso Qiuya is concerned, there is a son but no wife, there is a wife but no son, Nakahara Chuya and Lan Tang can't pick it up together, otherwise the house will explode on the spot.

Life cannot be perfect, so what Qiu Ye can do is to help his son by beating around the bush, and help Lantang, who has lost his memory, to find something to share his attention.

"Lan Tang, how about we donate food and clothes to orphans in a few days?"

"Okay."

Lan Tang showed approval.

Qiu Ye smiled slightly, resting his chin on the back of his hand, experiencing the tranquility after avoiding the bloody wind.

"Honey, you are so beautiful by candlelight."

You who kill people are beautiful, and you who don't kill people... are also unique.

opposite.

Lan Tang accepted his compliment without being moved, the self-confidence in his bones was natural, and it was normal for him to look good.After realizing that he was in a state of injury, he stopped the knife and fork, swallowed the delicious food, and said distressedly: "Qiuya, the gauze on my forehead has not been removed yet."

Ma Shengqiu also laughed so much that he lay on the table, his focus was wrong.

"Gauze is a feature, it won't affect your appearance!"

"can you?"

"Believe me, even if you cover your face, you will be the most eye-catching on the road!"

"It doesn't sound right..."

Today's Lantang is still troubled by lack of common sense.

It's ok.

He trusted what this man said, and next time he went out, he didn't have to worry about his appearance.

——I am liked and praised by you, other people's opinions are not important.

At night, after changing the medicine, Lan Tang touched the gauze on his body, hugged the hot water bottle, and hid half of his face in the bed. His dream was no longer an illusory scene of flickering lights, as if he was living in a warm afternoon.

While thinking wildly, Ma Shengqiu also felt that someone was approaching him a little bit, and a little distance away.

Finally, they don't look like familiar strangers to each other.

"I thought you weren't afraid of the cold anymore. I'm more attractive than a hot water bottle." Ma Shengqiu also pinched the tip of Lantang's tall nose, which was soft and breathed softly.The other party was dreaming, woke up for a few seconds, and was so sleepy that he closed his eyes again. Several strands of his long black hair fell on Aso Qiuya's pillow. Hold each other's body.

What about the same sex?

The person I like is a fire thief who goes upstream, a person who puts self and emotion above interests.

You are so dazzling, you should not be destroyed by the fate of Wenye World.

I will see you back to the top.

Lan Tang.

……

The author has something to say: Aso Qiuya: I am just an ordinary person with an extraordinary wife.

Aso Qiuya: I want to eat my wife's soft rice~.