Started with a green hat for Verlaine

"Who?!"

Lan Tang is self-reliant in the kitchen, preparing food, and the little guy Luanbu Jun doesn't know where he went.When he heard something strange at the door, his first reaction was that someone had come into their house.

An imperceptible killing intent rose quietly, and when he walked away, he looked at the cat's eyes of the anti-theft door and blinked his eyes at the scene in front of him.Because Qiu Ye seemed to accidentally drop the key on the ground, squatting at the door looking for the key everywhere, his stupid appearance as if he had "reduced his intelligence", which was in stark difference from his usual shrewd and cunning.

Lan Tang opened the door, waited for a few seconds, and found that the other party was still looking for the key, extremely slow.

"It's rare that you can get drunk."

The strong smell of alcohol came from the black-haired young man, Lan Tang couldn't help but waved the air, he is not a person who likes his lover to get drunk, but the nature of Qiu Ye's work is special, and the pressure is inevitable.

Ma Shengqiu also murmured: "Where is the key... I want to open the door..." He noticed a shadow above his head, looked up in a daze, and saw the French beauty he had taken so hard to bring home.Lan Tang bent down, the red striped scarf around his neck fell on the edge of Aso Qiuya's cheek, itching softly.He accompanied Qiuya to search for the key for a while, but found nothing. When he came to his senses, he grabbed Qiuya's coat and found the key in the other's inner pocket.

"I almost made a fool of myself with you." Lan Tang helped up the limp Aso Qiuya, and half dragged him back.Fortunately, Ma Shengqiu did not have the character of a drunken maniac, muttering something in his mouth, looking at him all the time, letting him manipulate him.

Lan Tang put the hot water in the bath for him, stripped off his clothes, but Aso refused to go in.

"Lan Tang, Lan Tang~, I'll take you to drink next time."

"Need not."

"Lantang, mobile phone~."

"what happened?"

Lan Tang took out his mobile phone, which had the same flip case as Qiu Ye's.

Ma Shengqiu also entered two numbers for him dizzy, and leaned on Lantang's shoulder, "This is the phone number of my colleague... The first one is the senior who took care of me in the translation department, and the second one is the senior who supported me in the headquarters ...They are not good people, but they are very good to me...If I don't have time to contact you, you can ask them..."

After Lan Tang wrote it down, he deleted the number and said nonchalantly, "How old are you?"

Ma Shengqiu also said truthfully while drunk: "One is 20 years older than me, and the other is 15 years older than me."

Lan Tang rubbed Qiu Ye's hot face, squeezed his long and narrow eyelids into squinted eyes.

Even so, they are good-looking Japanese,

"Qiu Ye, go take a bath, you won't be able to seduce me like this." Lan Tang said nonsense with his eyes open, Qiu Ye's skin was very soft under the light of the bathroom, not so white as to shine, but the light ivory color was Definitely a plus.This is normal, it is impossible for an Asian to be as white as a European, and in front of Lan Tang, Qiu can only be considered as a fake white.

Ma Shengqiu looked at him in confusion for some reason, his brain was about to go on strike.

"Lantang..."

Then, he lost his rational control and kept smirking at the hazy French beauty in his sight.

Lan Tang held back his laughter, wanting to take pictures with his mobile phone.

After supporting Qiuya with one hand, Lantang unbuttoned his clothes, and made two "plops". Lantang pushed Aso Qiuya into the favorite bathing pool of the Japanese family. Live on the shoulders of lovers.

"Rimbaud."

Suddenly, Lan Tang heard this man whispering in his ear, and rarely called out his French surname.

Lan Tang embraced him in the comfortable hot water, and said comfortably: "Shout again, I love to hear it."

Ma Shengqiu also murmured: "Atel..."

The heart in Lan Tang's chest skipped a beat as if stimulated.

Arthur Rimbaud.

His past, his real name, a hapless amnesiac with no name in Japan.

Today, the status of "spy" may be added.

Lan Tang waited, but he didn't hear another call from the other party. The black-haired young man was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep.Such an undefended Qiuya can be seen every day, but there is a slight difference when he is drunk. He always feels that Qiuya has a lot of things backlogged in his heart, as if he is working hard for some goal, and his gaze can melt him. .

What a love.

I want to meet all the time, and I don't want to be a person waiting at home.

Under the influence of Qiu Ye, Lan Tang became anxious, "Let me join the port mafia earlier, dear."

"Um……"

Huh?Can this person answer him?

"Qiu Ye." Lan Tang invoked the black-haired young man's mind, and uttered his heartfelt voice, "I love you, and I want to help you. No matter how many poems I write, I will not be able to enter your world in the mafia."

Ma Shengqiu also struggled to break free from the power of sleep, half awake and half asleep to see his wife with a cloudy face.

"Um……"

His weak hands rested on top of Lan Tang's head.

touch the head.

Lan Tang whispered the love between the two in soft French: "You will understand me, you will, you are so in love with a soul that even I can't see through, it is you who tolerated my existence... ..." He didn't use shampoo. After the hot water became warmer, he absorbed the hot temperature of Qiuya's body. The sound of his heart was so powerful, as if they were eager to live and have the will to show the future, his will... It was given by Shuya!

"I want to know more, more... the Shuya I haven't met..."

"By your side, I am Lan Tang."

Lan Tang kisses Qiu Ye's forehead.

Pure emotion, no matter how ambiguous the situation is, it will not be infected with superfluous things.

"I gave you my body and soul. As long as you beg me, I will do anything for you. Please let me occupy your unique love."

May God forgive him, he is an immoral person in his bones.

If God will not forgive--

Then go die.

……

After a night of hangover, Aso Qiuya's temples were throbbing with pain.

"I seem to have heard you say a lot yesterday." Ma Shengqiu also sat up, his black hair was messy, his eyes were slightly swollen, all the aftereffects of a hangover, "Lan Tang, did you say something strange to me? .”

"No, but Qiu also said a lot."

Lan Tang lay on his pillow, flipping through the psychology books in Qiu Ye's study.

Ma Shengqiu also pressed his temples, trying to suppress the soreness, but gave up, and lay back on the bed covered with the fragrance of his lover.Ahhh, no matter what happened to him yesterday, he shouldn't have exposed too much. With Lan Tang's upright character, if there is any problem, he will only get mad on the spot, how can he take care of himself so gently.

"Just ask for leave."

Lan Tang's teasing sound appeared on his right side.

Ma Shengqiu also had this intention: "Where is Luanbu? Did he come back yesterday?"

Lan Tang turned the book to the next page and said: "He sent a text message to me and stayed overnight on Leibo Street, saying that he would not disturb our night life. I suspect that you showed him something he shouldn't see. .”

Ma Shengqiu also hugged Lan Tang's waist, and after rubbing it a few times, "The waist is still so thin, and she wears clothes like a top model. Unfortunately, the muscles are not as soft as before..."

Lan Tang's body tensed up and his eyes sharpened.

"what are you saying?"

"Lantang is the best for exercising and exercising his body. When he goes out, he must kill all men, women and children!"

Aso Qiuya's brain suddenly woke up, and his desire to survive came online urgently.

Lei Bo Street.

On the orphan's site, the person who was confidently rubbing the bed hadn't woken up yet, the quilt was pulled away, Edogawa Luanbu grasped it again, and was too sleepy to wake up: "What are you doing, little orange cat."

Zhong Yuanzhong also put the breakfast heavily on his bedside and said, "Get up!"

Edogawa yawned indiscriminately without opening his eyes: "What time is it in the morning?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said: "Nine o'clock."

Edogawa Ranpo lay back down again.

Nakahara Chuya's veins twitched, he had never seen such a lazy boy, "Don't you have to go to work?"

Edogawa Ranpo said: "I don't need it for now, Shu also wants me to write."

Zhongyuan Zhongye heard the words, and suddenly remembered the expectations Ma Shengqiu had for him, and asked anxiously, "Is it writing poetry?"

Edogawa Ranpo finally scanned the opponent with emerald green eyes.

Puff.

"Hahaha!" The black-haired boy rolled over with a heartless laugh, seeing through Chuya Nakahara's weakness.

"What are you laughing at!" For some reason, Nakahara Chuya's temper became irritable.

"I'm laughing at the direction that Qiuye puts high hopes on you. It turns out to be writing poems? Where on earth do you have the talent for writing poems! You write poems secretly, but your companions say, 'Zhongye, write essays honestly. '." Edogawa Ranpo laughed at Chuya Nakahara, imitating it vividly, as if seeing it with his own eyes, completely forgetting his own writing level.

"Whether I have, it's none of your business, do you write well?" Zhong Yuan was also angry.

"Akiya praised my novel." Edogawa Ranpo raised his head.

After a few minutes.

Nakahara Chuya finished reading the short stories written by Edogawa Ranpomo and became the second person to laugh.

"That's it?"

"That's it, you still dare to show off in front of me?!"

"Trash writing!"

There will never be a lack of chicken and dog jumping between the martial arts faction and the brain power faction, and the running-in period is extremely long.

In terms of writing, the two agreed.

- You are a piece of trash.

The conflict could not be resolved. After verbally arguing for a while, Nakahara also found that it was meaningless for him and Edogawa to be fussy. He found his own question, "You haven't said why you are here with me! You want to Shameless, the house here is small, you live in their house, why come to live here?"

Edogawa rummaged around to find the toiletries, and said innocently: "Your parents are in love together, if I ran over, it would be... ah, that my parents said, right! It's called 'light bulb'!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also half-aware of adult matters, "Would it be?"

Edogawa Ranbu nodded seriously: "Yeah, they'll be yelling, but I'm talking about normal, last night, because I don't want to eat the dishes made by Mr. Lantang, it's as simple as that."

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "???"

A sour smell rose.

Edogawa pursed his lips in random steps, avoiding obstacles, and went out to rinse his mouth, "French food is not good."

Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth, and beat you to death, you squeamish monster!

Outside, Edogawa's dissatisfied voice came from the place where he was rinsing his mouth: "It's not children's toothpaste, it's too bad!"

It wasn't the first time that other people in the sheep group saw Luanbu, and they all looked at Zhongye.

[Can you kill him? 】

"……cannot."

Nakahara was also convinced of Edogawa's ability to cause trouble.

No wonder Dad was worried, let Luanbu come to find him, put him outside, this person will be beaten to death!

Next week, November.

Nakahara Chuya's worries disappeared, and he was dumbfounded, "I want to learn writing with him?"

Because Ma Shengqiu also checked Zhongyuan Zhongya's composition and impromptu doggerel as usual, and after praising his "progress", he quickly enrolled the two literary scumbags in a Chinese writing cram school.

for a period of one week.

The cram school is set up in Tokyo, half an hour's drive from Yokohama, and the teachers are all from prestigious schools.

Akira Aso packed the suitcases for the two of them, the children’s version, one with a pattern of colorful elephants and the other with an orange cat, “You are the future literary giants of Japan, don’t waste your talent, chaotic steps, you are too old , Remember to take care of Zhongye, Zhongye, Luanpo is not good at interpersonal communication, and you saved me when I said something wrong."

OK.

The Japanese Literary Hero Cultivation Program was launched.

After the two grow up strong, they can become the mainstay of "Pigeon Stew Publishing House".

Edogawa tugged at his sleeves and asked, "Why is it a colorful elephant?"

Ma Shengqiu also said: "Mighty and majestic! Overwhelm the crowd!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a look at the other party's suitcase, but thought the elephant was cooler.

Edogawa ran to Chuya's suitcase and took a look, and laughed at him, "Idiot, this is a lion cub!"

There are not only cats in orange, but also lions and tigers!

Zhong Yuanzhong also immediately became happy.

After sending them away, Ma Shengqiu also wiped the hot sweat from his brow, and finally let Luanbu go out for a while.

He faces all kinds of stumbling blocks in the port mafia, and he is prone to assassination when he goes out. The only thing he worries about is his wife and children. So smart, enough to instantly kill other adults!" Ma Shengqiu also successfully fooled Ranbu and Zhongye away.

"Next, we have to be careful, and try to make Lantang awaken the supernatural ability earlier."

He was ashamed to hug his wife's thigh, but this thigh was more fragrant than Natsume Sanhuamao!

"calm."

"calm."

"Lan Tang is waiting for me to go back at home."

There is such a person who is moved by his sincerity and falls in love with him, how can he be willing to let the other person get hurt.

You'll be the strongest in the Port Mafia...don't be as groveling as he is.

The world is hard, and raising a wife is not easy.

……