Started with a green hat for Verlaine

"Sorry, I got the wrong person."

After a moment of blind panic, Victor Hugo apologized decisively.

Compared with Japanese, Victor Hugo's Chinese is so good that people wonder if he has settled in China for a while.

He let go of the opponent's hand. People have muscle memory, and they have conditioned reflexes for emergencies. From the perspective of the opponent's response, they are ordinary people who have not received training.

"I accept your apology." Aso shook his arms nonchalantly, and walked to the garbage sorting bin in the corner, preparing to throw the disposable bowl with the remaining soup into the recyclable garbage.

He chose the wrong litter box on purpose.

Victor Hugo testified in time: "You should put it in wet garbage."

Ma Shengqiu also tilted his head: "Why?"

Victor Hugo's answer: "Wet garbage includes kitchen waste. Your food soup is not finished, so it is not appropriate to put it in recyclable garbage."

Victor Hugo thought of what he saw when he traveled to Huaguo. It seemed that there was no attention to garbage sorting there.

Ma Shengqiu also followed his advice, poured the soup into the wet garbage, and then stuffed the recyclable disposable paper bowl into the recyclable garbage, and smiled in front of Victor Hugo: "This way OK."

Victor Hugo saw the existence of the lever spirit.

No return on a good deed.

Unexpectedly, Victor Hugo was not annoyed at all, and stared at Aso Qiuya's face that had not yet put on a mask with complicated eyes.

"Are you a tourist from China?"

"Ah."

"Do you... look a bit like a..."

"I know what you're going to say, like a certain Japanese, right? I've seen related news in Huaguo, the world is so big, there will always be a few similar people, otherwise, how do you think I would wear mask?"

Ma Shengqiu also pointed to his face, his expression was indifferent and not very happy.

Victor Hugo thought of Osamu Dazai with a bandage on his face, and the younger brother of Akiya Aso had encountered the same trouble, not to mention that the other party was more like Akiya Aso than Osamu Dazai, and he was prone to strange eyes wherever he went.

"Please keep quiet, I will return home soon."

Ma Shengqiu also put on the mask, only his eyebrows were exposed, which weakened the similarity. His eyebrows were not so soft and soft, showing a trace of fortitude, and his eyes and demeanor were not the same as before.

That is "Wang Qiu", an oriental who has experienced the fear of life and death, traveled across the Eurasian continent, stepped into the top of society, and fought wits and courage with nobles, writers, and business elites in different fields for six years.

He no longer needs to suppress himself and do things beyond his power.

Life is alive, do it and cherish it.

When Ma Shengqiu was about to leave, Victor Hugo showed his quick wit and took the initiative to express his yearning for Huaguo culture: "I like Huaguo very much. It is rare that I meet a Huaguo person when I travel. I can Shall I invite you to lunch to make up for my rudeness?"

The red-haired man stroked his chest with one hand, bowed slightly, as if he was in a celebrity place, and made some exaggerated gentlemanly behavior for Asians.

Ma Shengqiu also looked at him for three seconds, and said cleanly, "I refuse."

Victor Hugo pressed: "What's your name?!"

The voice of the Hua people walking away came to my ears, "Do you think I have never encountered such a way of striking up a conversation abroad? It's too old-fashioned, and I'm not a girl. How could I go to dinner with a big man... "

Victor Hugo froze in place, devastated.

Old-fashioned!

He really wanted to know the origin of this person!

When Victor Hugo was frustrated, Charles Pierre Baudelaire met his student, and he was amazed at the youth of the other party.

It's fine to cheat death, but also to modify the age of the body?

Your determination to let go of the past is felt by the teacher.

"do you know me?"

Charles Pierre Baudelaire asked casually in the usual way.

On the opposite side, the 19-year-old Lan Tang moved his eyes slightly and kept his distance. Whenever he was in the sunlight of the outside world, he had to pretend that he knew Baudelaire's reaction. Otherwise, wouldn't feigning death be a joke?

"Whether you recognize it or not, turn on your supernatural power and let me in." Charles Pierre Baudelaire said, "Let's talk."

The blond-haired, green-eyed French "Flower of Evil" called him darkly.

"Painting book."

This passage will be recorded by the Japanese government.

Inside the "Painting Book", Charles-Pierre Baudelaire relaxed and occupied an extremely comfortable sofa chair in the Twilight Pavilion. His body was almost wrapped up, eating snacks and enjoying the call of the students A humanoid who came out had the ability to massage his shoulders and back.

It was the first time that Charles Pierre Baudelaire felt the joy of not wanting to leave in the golden room, and praised: "It's very enjoyable."

Lan Tang said implicitly: "It all depends on the teacher's teaching."

Charles-Pierre Baudelaire dug out a piece of pudding with a spoon and put it into the mouth of the humanoid alien behind him. He pressed his white fingers on the small stainless steel spoon, making the pudding three-point sweeter, as if Pampering between lovers: "Come, take a sip, I will reward you, and remember to give me more shoulders."

The faces of the people with different abilities blushed, and they obediently lowered their heads and ate it.

Charles Pierre Baudelaire didn't care that the other party took a bite, and continued to scoop out the pudding with a spoon and put it on the red tongue in his own lips.

The humanoid's face is flushed.

If it was read out at the beginning and given a massage, it would make the humanoid aliens who were aliens in life very angry, but now——

Flirt a few more times!

He is more than happy to massage the French!

Lan Tang: "..."

It took Lan Tang a long time to find what he wanted to say, and said dryly, "Teacher, does the French government know that I'm feigning death to escape?"

Charles Pierre Baudelaire said: "I don't know yet."

Lan Tang worried: "If it is exposed, it will be over."

He couldn't imagine the consequences of playing tricks on a country. He thought that Mr. Baudelaire would communicate with the French government before coming to him.

Charles-Pierre Baudelaire gave the students a fluttering look: "What's the hurry, I won't arrange for you? First let the French high-level think that they have lost a transcendent, and then come a surprise to prove that you have not Death, they can accept this."

Is Lantang not in a hurry?

He was very anxious and wanted to confirm his new identity as soon as possible.

Faced with the teacher's questioning gaze, Lan Tang calmed down. He was not used to not having earmuffs on his ears, but he forced himself to adapt.

In the eyes of Charles Pierre Baudelaire, his students were abnormal, and they were the ones who didn't want to hide any more.

Thinking of the change of Camellia, Baudelaire's smile is dangerous.

"Attil..."

"Teacher, call me Lan Tang, I will be Lan Tang from now on."

"Okay, you changed your name again."

Charles-Pierre Baudelaire accepted it very well. He read it a few times and became familiar with Lantang's Roman accent. Then he asked straightforwardly, "Did you resurrect Aso Qiuya?"

Lan Tang's eyes were like stagnant water, and he said, "No."

The person who revived Qiuya was the blonde Rimbaud.

Charles-Pierre Baudelaire tested Lantang's thinking and concluded that the student told the truth.He felt irritated, and the change in the camellia proved that something unexpected might be wrong.

"Teacher, if you don't believe me, you can go to see Qiu Ye's body."

Before further polygraph testing, Lan Tang said.

Aso Qiuya's coffin is in the Twilight Pavilion, and the body retains all the traces of self-destructive death. After seeing it, Charles Pierre Baudelaire confirmed that Aso Qiu was not resurrected, and fell into confusion. What made the student so Abnormal, would rather abandon the past and start over?

Charles Pierre Baudelaire couldn't bear it any longer: "Lantang, tell me the truth, what made you stop being afraid of the cold and return to normal?"

When he saw Lan Tang, it was like meeting Arthur Rimbaud before he lost his memory.

That indomitable momentum is back.

"is love."

Lan Tang stared at the void, and said the beginning which was more difficult than expected.

He encouraged himself: [I am French, I can do it. 】

"Love brought me back to life and found warmth."

"???"

Charles Pierre Baudelaire was bewildered.

Isn't your lover a cold corpse?

As fickle as Baudelaire, he couldn't think that Lan Tang loved not the corpse but another living person for a short time, so he listened to Lan Tang in a daze.

"Teacher, I am too tired. Living alone is like burying myself in the heavy snow in Siberia. My heart longs for warmth, not tears forever, but I care about the eyes of the world, and I don't want to disturb Qiuya. The tranquility after death made him implicated..."

Lan Tang made a lot of foreshadowing, and immediately entered the theme, Charles Pierre Baudelaire barely understood the meaning of empathy.

Charles-Pierre Baudelaire's eyes grew more and more shocked.

Lan Tang's heart was hardened, he closed his eyes and said, "I have someone I like!"

Charles-Pierre Baudelaire stood up and sat back slowly. The strange humanoid ability sensed the strange atmosphere and stopped the massage in his hands. Baudelaire said, "Oh... which one is it? people?"

Lan Tang calmly said, "I'll take you there next time."

Charles-Pierre Baudelaire cross-examined: "What's his name?"

Lan Tang called softly: "Wang Qiu."

"Huaguo?" Charles Pierre Baudelaire was surprised. Aso Qiu was also Japanese, and Wang Qiu's name sounded like a Huaguo. After the students stumbled, how dare they find an Asian as a partner?

Lan Tang nodded.

Finally finished.

Teacher Guan, believe it or not, this matter is settled like this!

Yokohama Diamond Cemetery, Victor Hugo's hometown revisited, came to Aso Qiuya's tomb, and told the troubles in his heart to the unfortunate Esmeralda: "I saw a person like you today, as if you Still alive, just pretending not to know me... He is from Huaguo, could he be your brother?"

Victor Hugo smiled wryly: "I am ashamed of my wavering."

"But I don't want him to appear in front of the public, so let's just go out quietly and give him peace."

His hand rested on the tombstone, and his shrunken fingers proved the unrest in his heart, as if he was struggling fiercely.

He regretted not protecting Aso Qiuya.

If time went back, he would never let Paul Verlaine sneak to Japan, and if it was earlier, he would not even let Arthur Rimbaud go to Japan to perform a mission to modify the ending of this sad encounter.

Ma Shengqiu should not have died, just as Esmeralda in the story should not have withered in the fifteenth century without finding a loved one.

A gentle person deserves the gentleness returned by the world.

"I will always remember you."

With the help of Aso Qiuya's tombstone, Victor Hugo suppressed his restless heart and prevented himself from thinking about that living Chinese.

It's so similar, at first glance, it looks like Ma Shengqiu has come back from the dead.

After a few more glances, he seemed to see the posture of Aso Qiuya letting go of his shackles and walking towards the country crying bitterly in the supernatural world. He no longer put on the shackles of the Japanese and was trapped in a seaside city.

Huaguo is the hometown in Aso's heart.

Because of him, Victor Hugo learned more about the culture of Huaguo, and couldn't help but fell in love with the country that looks like an ink painting.

After sticking to the bottom line, Victor Hugo showed relief.

He can control his affection for Osamu Dazai and prevent Aso Akiya's younger brother from disgusting him, so he can naturally control not to look for other substitutes.

Not long after, Victor Hugo met Baudelaire, and was about to wonder why the other party came so late, when he learned from Baudelaire's erratic tone that the "Painting Book" had scammed the corpse.

"After my student's death, his supernatural ability 'color painting collection' became an independent supernatural life form, can you understand? This situation is very rare, but there have been precedents. Attil said before that once he After death, supernatural powers will replace him to guard the Twilight Pavilion, chasing the dream of resurrection..."

"'Caihuaji' was renamed Lan Tang, which inherited the name and last wish of Attil in Japan. It looks like Attil at the age of 19, and he is willing to join the native place of France."

"I never thought that there would be an even more bizarre twist behind..."

"'Colorful Collection' is in love."

"The subject is called Wang Qiu, and he is a native of China."

……

After Victor Hugo finished listening, he and Baudelaire looked at each other.

One is that the puzzled student finds a new love.

One is suffocated by the lightning speed of love after the birth of Arthur Rimbaud's supernatural power.

Coloring book, you have only lived for a few days!

Suddenly, Victor Hugo's hands trembled, and his panicked mind was overwhelmed by an ominous premonition: "Huaguo people, is he talking about Huaguo people who recently traveled in Yokohama, Japan..."

Charles-Pierre Baudelaire said: "The 'Color Collection' never left Yokohama, so it must have met foreign tourists."

Victor Hugo felt he had caught the "truth".

After Arthur Rimbaud's death, the other party's supernatural powers - most likely targeted the person who looked like him! ! !

Victor Hugo blurted out: "No! I don't agree!"

"Your opinion is not important." Charles-Pierre Baudelaire had never met Wang Qiu and didn't know the seriousness. He gave Victor Hugo a blank look and accepted the "color painting" version of the student new love.

"Freedom of love, we can at most examine character."

"No—! Charles, listen to me—"

"Ok?"

"too fast……"

Victor Hugo was full of insiders.

When he met Aso Qiuya, he was a step late, and when he met Wang Qiu...he was not too late, but he couldn't compare to the speed of "Cai Hua Ji" eating meal replacements.

In this era... Is speed more important than falling in love?

Coloring Book, you are too much!