Started with a green hat for Verlaine

The two Brain faction brothers surrendered when they met.

What should the armed forces do?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also dumbfounded, and the mackerel who pinned his greatest hope was even more decisive than Luanbu, and he admitted his relationship without asking any questions.

Is there really such a big gap in IQ between people?Or, did he overlook any details that could tell the truth from the fake at a glance?

Zhong Yuanzhong also collapsed: "You guys at least give me a reason!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also shouted: "It is too hasty to admit so easily!"

Their family cannot withstand the second shock.

There is a limit to human heartbreak.

With Nakahara Chuya's idea, first verify the DNA, then find a special ability person to verify the integrity of the memory, and finally invite Mr. Lantang, who will bring people to France, and use the power of a country's government to give Answer.

This is the correct way to deal with clones!

"Autumn is also autumn."

Osamu Dazai looked very serious, and said with a smile, "I won't covet our power, and I won't use us to do bad things. Shuya sees us in a way that no one can imitate—"

Edogawa Ranpo cooperated with Dazai Shachuya: "If every clone can inherit Shuya's character, the world would be great!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his IQ was insulted.

"You two—!"

Saying it is the same as not saying it, what is said is to rely on feeling to recognize relatives!

Ma Shengqiu couldn't let the two continue to bully Zhongye, so he said directly: "Zhongye, reason is a good thing, don't learn from Luanpo and Azhi, they should have their own exclusive sources of information."

Aso Qiu also exposed Osamu Dazai, who seemed to have exploded reasoning ability.

"You are different from what I imagined meeting."

"What is Qiu also thinking?"

Dazai tilted his head.

"First of all, you should doubt my identity, and then—" Ma Shengqiu also thought of the timid performance of the leader, with warm eyes, "You will be afraid to touch me, thinking that everything in front of you is a creation of supernatural powers."

Osamu Dazai complained, "Is it too late for me to withdraw my hand?"

Osamu Dazai can be sure.

The peers in parallel time and space have seen Qiu Ye, and also showed a picture of meeting with hips, which made Qiu Ye so sure that he would be cowardly.Theoretically, in Qiu Ye's heart, he would be a little more courageous than Ranpo.

Ma Shengqiu also raised his eyebrows: "It's late."

Aso also went to touch Osamu Dazai's pocket. There was a loose roll of bandages in the pocket, which meant that the other party had worn bandages before he came and took them off temporarily.He found another small book, opened it, and it was full of various signatures. The dark clouds in Osamu Dazai's heart seemed to dissipate, and he was refreshed and energetic. He introduced the people on the signatures to Qiuya.

"Qiu Ye, I relied on myself. I didn't read your will. I know that the content in the will is not your last mood..."

Osamu Dazai calmly wanted to take Shuya to the sofa area, avoiding the gift boxes piled up in the living room, his behavior was immediately exposed.

"Qiuya, be careful stepping on the gift box!"

Edogawa Ranpo's hands were trumpeted, spoiling the atmosphere with no winks.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the colorful gift boxes, his eyes were suspicious, and he said in a long anti-arc: "I have long wanted to ask, what are the things piled on the ground? Why are there various festival patterns on it?"

Osamu Dazai was repeatedly stabbed in the back by the two, silently swallowing a mouthful of blood from the internal injury.

He cheated Mr. Lantang, can this kind of thing be said clearly?

All pig teammates!

In order to reduce the risk, Osamu Dazai pleaded: "Akiya, I can't forgive Mr. Rantang for killing you, you won't blame me, will you?"

Aso Qiuya's expression was subtle, his cool eyes turned around on the gift box, he didn't know whether he was feeling sorry for the gift or what happened to his younger brother, and said softly: "You are my younger brother, how could I not understand you?" , You have been holding back your breath all these years."

Osamu Dazai is not only narrow-minded, but also particularly fond of holding grudges. Aso Qiu also knows the fate of those who offend Dazai from the original book.

However, this is not the reason why Osamu Dazai bullied Rantang for six years.

Once or twice is fine, if there are too many times, it is clear that Lan Tang is used as a punching bag.Just like in the original book, the mastermind who killed Sakunosuke Oda was Mori Ogai, but Dazai Osamu caught Ango Sakaguchi tossing, treated Mori Ogai indifferently, and had the characteristic of being more stubborn towards those close to him.

You bully your friends, and your friends swallow your anger, that's your skill.

There have been at least a hundred presents in the past six years, you should have missed one or two for Lan Tang, instead of stealing them all, making Lan Tang lose the replacement warm items.

Who gave you the right to bully Lan Tang?

—I didn't give it to you.

Ma Shengqiu also said: "I heard that Paul Verlaine is not dead, but you vent your anger on Lan Tang instead of looking for Paul Verlaine, which is quite in your character."

Osamu Dazai saw that something was wrong, so he turned his head away, not to look at Qiu Ye, he was good at glib and refused to admit his mistakes on key issues: "Before you died, you said that you would no longer give Mr. Lantang presents."

Ma Shengqiu also smiled, and pinched Osamu Dazai's ear: "Well, I said, is that what adults say to children?"

Osamu Dazai: "...Ah."

Osamu Dazai's eyes widened, can there be such an explanation?

Ma Shengqiu also said: "Who told you that the will is not time-sensitive? It is written when I am the calmest, and it contains my expectations and arrangements for you. What is not more meaningful than a will?"

He worked so hard to write his will at work, refreshing one version after another. As a result, among the few children, Dazai didn't read the content, escaping the influence of the once-in-a-lifetime will.

So angry.

All the original arrangements were put into reverse.

In terms of evasion ability, he called Osamu Dazai the first and Ranpo the second.

The leader gave Ma Shengqiu all the information that should be said and what should not be said, and Ma Shengqiu was heartbroken and helpless: "Azhi, I know that you don't have deep feelings for Lantang, unlike these two children. I was raised by Lan Tang, Lan Tang is my partner, I have not treated you badly these years."

"..."

"As an uncle, two slaps on the butt didn't treat you badly, right?"

"..."

Parents will only be late to clean up their children, not late.

There were two "pops", Osamu Dazai didn't walk around and cover his butt after the pain, but sat on the sofa expressionlessly, his whole body was depressed, like a big devil who wanted to destroy the world.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

Nakahara didn't give him face at all, he laughed loudly after understanding the reason, and the person who laughed with him was Edogawa Ranpo.

Edogawa Ranpo said happily: "Two slaps! One slap more than me!"

This is uncle level treatment!

"You were beaten too?"

Central Plains also heard what Luanbu said, and laughed louder.

All the two villains in the family were beaten, only he was not beaten, which means he is a good son?Nakahara Chuya's smile was barely subdued after Aso Qiuya looked over. He walked over and took off the black hat that resisted external orders, which represented that he let go of his defense.

"Dad, I am convinced. Your method of proving your identity is better than those scientific methods. No one dares to beat them both at the same time."

Even though Zhong Yuanzhong was excited, he still smiled brightly.

"I believe it."

The real Aso would not harm them either.

The person who will harm them is not the family member they love and respect.

"Don't give me a slap in the face. I have seen the grievances and grievances clearly, and my attitude towards Mr. Lan Tang has always been better than the two of them."

After the words fell, the orange-haired youth was treated like a parent scratching his head.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also blushed slightly, unable to suppress the corners of his mouth, how many moments of reunion are there in life?How many times can you go back to your childhood?

"Dad, have you resolved the misunderstanding with Mr. Lan Tang?"

"Only the last step."

"need my help?"

"Need, to be precise, you need to put down what you are doing and come together to help me prepare for the meeting ceremony with Lantang."

Ma Shengqiu does not intend to let go of these excellent laborers. His own children are no longer considered child laborers, and they are all adults!

"I want him—believe it's me at first sight!"

"Also, Ranpo, Dazai, you two don't even try to get away with it, the task is split in half, and all the presents will be returned to Lantang!"

At the request of Aso Shuya, Edogawa Ranpo raised his hand.

"Mr. Rantang will arrive in Yokohama City."

"So fast?"

"Qiu Ye, you missed Mr. Lan Tang in Huaguo. Mr. Lan Tang was looking for the blonde Rimbaud, and he found you by following the clues. He thought you were a clone, and the blonde Rimbaud misled you in order to avoid Mr. Lan Tang. "

"...that bastard, he can hide for a while, but he can't hide forever."

Aso Akiya's expression was quite frightening, he understood why the blonde Rimbaud rushed to send him to Japan after apologizing at the plastic surgery hospital.

He looked at Nakahara Chuya, and found that he was the best-behaved child among the children he raised.

"Time is running out, start acting now!"

……

At night, Yokohama, Japan is like a city that never sleeps.

Arthur Rimbaud got off the plane, took the express lane of Yokohama Bungo Airport, and found that Edogawa Ranpo could not be contacted.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's number is stored in his mobile phone, so there is no pressure to contact local acquaintances.Fukuzawa Yukichi said on the phone: There is no special event today, but Edogawa Ranpo was absent from work for half a day and went home at night.

Arthur Rimbaud's breathing became heavy.

Sigma racked his brains and said, "Mr. Lantang, maybe your adopted son went to bed after finishing his work?"

"impossible."

Arthur Rimbaud didn't believe that the other party could be so heartless.

"I told him that a clone of Qiuya has come to Japan, and there are Europeans with unknown strength beside him. No matter what he does, he should notify his companions and the police station to help." Arthur Rimbaud's steps stride The distance is so large that Sigma can only trot to keep up with the French.

Arthur Rimbaud was anxious: "This child is disobedient at critical times."

Sigma asked: "Where are we going?"

Arthur Rimbaud stopped a taxi and gave the address of the villa.

"go home!"

Mr. Lantang's home?

Sigma felt a surge of emotion at the word.

He longed to have a family, but Mr. Lan Tang was not much different from him in age, so he did not reach an adoption relationship with him.After a while, will he be able to meet the family that Mr. Lantang formed in Japan after losing his memory?

[Will it be very warm? 】

[It’s like a Japanese house shown on TV, with upper and lower floors, the floor is covered with tatami mats, and you usually sleep in plain kimonos? 】

Sigma was sitting in a taxi, secretly watching the appearance of Mr. Lantang wearing old thermal clothing, combined with the news, fantasized about the love relationship between the Japanese man and the French transcendent, and then the Japanese man discovered that there is a golden treasure in the Twilight Annex , as a gift to Mr. Lan Tang.

He brainstormed many Japanese bubble dramas.

After arriving at the destination, he found that brain supplements were indeed illusory.

The single-family European-style villa in front of him shattered Sigma's "simple" view of Mr. Lantang. This is clearly a mansion! ! !

Sigma is lost.

Amnesiacs are treated differently from amnesiacs, and he fully understands one thing—no money, no home.

"The door is open?"

Arthur Rimbaud wanted to get the key, but found that the door of the villa was ajar. With a slight push on the door, the two rich doors slid in.

The scene that caught the eye was beyond the expectations of the two of them.

A red balloon was tied to a box and floated in mid-air. Arthur Rimbaud touched the box and felt the familiar manipulation of gravity.

Yes!

After all, a single balloon cannot keep a gift box from floating.

Arthur Rimbaud looked baffled. He went home to find Chaos, and the first one to leave traces was Nakahara Chuya.Arthur Rimbaud looked at the writing on the gift box: [To Arthur Rimbaud. 】

The Frenchman with long black curly hair was pleasantly surprised: "Today is not a holiday, nor is it a birthday. How come there is a gift for me all of a sudden?"

He looked at the delivery address of the gift box again, and his fingers twitched, feeling flustered for a long time.

[Avenue Jacques, France. 】

How can a gift sent to France end up in Japan?

Sigma cautiously said: "Mr. Lan Tang, just in case, you use supernatural powers to defend, and then open it to take a look."

Arthur Rimbaud said hoarsely: "No."

He stroked the gift box. The reason why this gift was sent to France was already revealed on the expected delivery date.

[December 2006, 2. 】

This day is a traditional Valentine's Day that has been widely spread in Europe.

"It's my gift... Shuya's gift..."

Arthur Rimbaud received the long-lost gift prepared by his lover, and became incoherent. He thought he had lost Akiya Aso, including all the tenderness of the other party in the future. Unexpectedly, this gift appeared six years later.

In the next second, Arthur Rimbaud was furious.

"Which guy intercepted the gift I was supposed to receive?!"

All three children in the family are suspected.

Arthur Rimbaud felt that he had more than a Valentine's Day gift, and he put the gift box lovingly in the "painting book" and went upstairs to catch the children who might be at home.

In Edogawa Ranpo's bedroom, there is a [March 2006, 3] white day gift.

In Chuya Nakahara's bedroom is a Black Valentine's Day gift [April 2006, 4].

There is a [May 2006, 5] Rose Valentine's Day gift in Osamu Dazai's bedroom.

"So there are so many Valentine's Days..."

Sigma was dazed and refreshed his knowledge of Valentine's Day.

Do lovers celebrate so often?

According to this method of gift giving, does the man have enough money in his pocket?

"It's in the rooms of the three children, but in my room—!" Arthur Rimbaud was startled and angry, and returned to his and Aso Qiuya's bedroom, put his hand on the doorknob, and pushed hard open to see.

There are no distressing memories in the master bedroom.

Gift boxes from 2006 piled up on the bed.

Arthur Rimbaud has all the festivals he has heard of and the festivals he has never heard of, making up for the regret of the whole year.He walked quickly, swept everything, and put all of them in the "color painting collection" to bring him a sense of peace of mind. He opened the presents and waited for him to find those children!

[I want to beat them! 】

[It doesn't matter how many gifts you give! 】

[These are all gifts from Shuya, and have nothing to do with you——]

Arthur Rimbaud smiled ferociously.

The melancholy and good-natured Frenchman, formally aroused, looked out the window and gasped.

The French underestimated the courage of the Japanese bear children.

Good guy.

The balloons were tied with gift boxes and flew away one by one. There were quite a few of them, and they were probably the gifts he had lost for six years!

"Stop!"

Arthur Rimbaud was furious.

He jumped out of the window nimbly, chasing the gift box.

The situation has progressed to this point, and it has little to do with Sigma. Sigma feels like a little transparent who has been forgotten by Mr. Lan Tang, obediently following behind, helping to observe the surroundings that Mr. Lan Tang tends to ignore.

Sigma followed Arthur Rimbaud all the way, as if his eyes were not enough, all the shop windows on the street were lit up, and the gifts were placed in the most conspicuous places, attracting many passers-by who thought they were engaging in activities.

Arthur Rimbaud goes from house to house to get presents, he can be called a fighter in sweeping the goods, the merchants dare not stop them, and hide by the side, who made the famous "Artier Rimbaud" name written on the gift box .

Arthur Rimbaud's hand was sore, and he swore that when Qiuya was alive, he couldn't go shopping so fast.

When they were about to approach the Yokohama Ferris Wheel—

Sigma raised his head and almost lost his voice: "Mr. Lan Tang, look up!"

Arthur Rimbaud went to see the Ferris wheel that he contracted for a period of time every year, and tears rolled down his eyes unconsciously.

It is said that the French understand romance.

But is real romance carefully planned?

No, that is the atmosphere carved out with painstaking efforts bit by bit, and the heavy feeling endowed with day and night love.

Sigma was completely shocked.

The huge Yokohama Ferris Wheel was closed for business at night, with colorful lights changing, no one was sitting in the box, and the light fell inside, illuminating the somewhat messy gift boxes.

Every box is full of gifts, full of gifts.

There are 360 ​​five days in a year, and there are more than 2000 days in six years. Aso Qiu also almost gave Arthur Rimbaud a future with gifts every day.

This man realized very early that he might die, and he prepared a detailed will after his death. He had calculated all the possibilities after Arthur Rimbaud lost his memory, but he did not expect that death would be so misleading.

"Why did this scene happen after I came back..."

Arthur Rimbaud forgot that he was after the blonde Rimbaud and the clones, thinking about the six years he had missed.

He slightly, slightly... forgave some of the culprits.

"Autumn is gone."

"Are you apologizing to me?"

The spinning Ferris wheel made Arthur Rimbaud think a lot, his eyes dimmed, and he walked to the place where he used to line up for the entrance.

Just as he was about to receive gifts, he was distracted by the fireworks above his head, and received a large number of gifts through the "color painting book", many of which were large-scale, suspected to be pianos, large cakes, etc. items, and I don’t know how long the cake has expired.

Arthur Rimbaud looked at the sky quietly, and the fireworks were like the tragic death of that year, left in people's hearts in a grand way.

"How many people will remember you..."

behind.

Sigma, who failed to reach the entrance of the Ferris wheel, was covered with one hand over his screaming mouth, while the other two dragged him into the grass.

"You guys are—uuh!!!"

Zhongyuan is also watching the wind outside the grass.

Edogawa Ranpo crouched on the left side of Sigma with a serious face.

Osamu Dazai squatted on the right side of Sigma, with a smile on his face.

The two script teams looked at each other.

Osamu Dazai made a "click" gesture: "Do you want to kill it?"

Edogawa Ranpo fell into thought.

Hearing Dazai and Ranpo's words, Zhongyuan Zhong also quickly turned his head: "Didn't you follow his advice and plan to reconcile with Mr. Lan Tang? How dare you kill the person Mr. Lan Tang brought from abroad?"

Edogawa Ranpo pointed at Sigma and said, "He has other plans for Mr. Rantang, and wants to squeeze into our house!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also asked strangely: "What kind of attempt is it?"

There is a big difference between being a lover and being a son!

Edogawa Ranbu stared at Sigma for a while and said, "It's both. This guy seems very simple. He wants to hug Mr. Rantang's thigh when he meets Mr. Rantang. He has traces of being a slave before..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Sigma with the eyes of "you are finished". Is there anyone in this world who wants Mr. Lan Tang to empathize with him?

Sigma's mouth was tied with a bandage contributed by Osamu Dazai, his eyes were anxious, his pink and white hair was quite distinctive, and his facial features had the delicacy of a Russian who grew up with a burning face.

Osamu Dazai stood up and patted the dust on his palms.

"OK, Qiu also got involved."

They help Shuya and Lantang reunite to complete the mission.

Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuya, and Edogawa Ranpo couldn't help showing malicious expressions towards Sigma.

"Let's deal with him."

Sigma kept moving back, and his strength value was not high enough to prevent him from being restrained by the simplest bandages.

Three devils ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

……

In the subspace of "Color Painting Collection".

After Ma Shengqiu gave himself away as a gift, he calculated the time, waited for a while, and got out of the gift box.

He entered the cold world in a tricky way.

"Ranbu's reasoning is not wrong. After the 'Colorful Painting Collection' evolved, it has a large-area storage function, but its sensitivity has decreased."

Ma Shengqiu also broke through the defense line of the French transcenders in a unique way, and stepped into the Twilight Villa that everyone dreams of.

The Twilight Pavilion stands in a place beyond reality.

Gorgeous.

The endless wealth flows with light, surpassing the meaning of the material itself, and reaching the palace of the art field. The golden subspace complements the evening pavilion built with gold by the Karasuma family.

He came to Arthur Rimbaud's last place of spiritual sustenance.

Ma Shengqiu was also very clear.

If he didn't enter the Twilight Pavilion, he would never be able to gain Arthur Rimbaud's trust, because his "past" lay here.

"The coffin is very thick."

Ma Shengqiu also exerted some strength and pushed the coffin board away.

A pale-faced male corpse was revealed in the solemn coffin. His figure was thin and he didn't seem to have much flesh and blood. The broken marks on his neck were the same as those newly sewn on, retaining the bleak feeling of death.

Ma Shengqiu also saw his own body.

not moving at all.

The tragedy of the past now looks like a sensational drama, Yu Yinmiaomiao, and he drew an end to the original lie.

"I pay the price of our love with death."

He stared at it for a long time, and said the understanding that Mr. Hugo taught him.

"Am I successful?"

Ma Shengqiu also smiled and closed his eyes.

The "Color Book" was opened again. After watching the fireworks, Arthur Rimbaud hurried in to check the gift from his lover, but he suddenly found a living person mixed into his "Color Book".

The man was sitting on the edge of the coffin, waving to himself.

Black hair and black eyes.

The man was handsome and young, with a gentle expression, hiding all his madness, as if he had returned to the time before the showdown.

Arthur Rimbaud let go of this year's Valentine's Day gift, and the gift hit his snow boots, causing a pain in his toe.

"Lantang, be careful."

The dark-haired man came over, picked up the gift, opened the packaging bag, and suddenly found that it was a set of chocolates of different flavors from him.

"So it's this year's chocolate."

He broke off two pieces, put them in his mouth, and gave Artille Rimbaud, who was in a sluggish state, a chance to stuff another piece.

Melted chocolate has a bitter taste.

The shelf life has not expired.

This marriage has not yet come to the end of the song.

Arthur Rimbaud looked at him absent-mindedly, his body was trembling, his mouth and throat were so bitter that he wanted to cry, his stomach was cramping, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped to tens of degrees below zero in a short period of time, freezing to death him.

His eyes forgot to blink, and turned stiffly, until he took one more look at the coffin in his life.

In the coffin - why is there still a Qiu Ye lying there -

"Two... Qiuya..."

"I'm a living version. I just met my children. Come and touch my hand. My body is warm."

Ma Shengqiu also took off Arthur Rimbaud's gloves, held each other tightly, and clasped his fingers tightly. The Frenchman's wedding ring was never taken off.

This hold will not let the other party break free.

"I know it all."

His Lan Tang is the French man who doesn't know how to speak well in the world. He trusts those who are cherished. Even though he has encountered so many misfortunes, he has not destroyed the initial desire for happiness.

Loving clumsily, responding clumsily.

"So, I crawled through hell—to meet you."

……

Let death dissolve all lies.