Started with a green hat for Verlaine

The Chinese government was confused.

Was Aso Qiuya such a powerful person before?

The French government was also confused.

Originally, it was because of the pitifulness of the transcendent in this country. As a Frenchman, he was forced by the pressure of public opinion to be unable to cheat, so he planned to fulfill Arthur Rimbaud. What is the situation now?Is Wang Qiu a clone?

The British government has reduced its sense of presence and is constantly conducting self-examination.

It doesn't matter who Wang Qiu is.

What is important is that our country cannot have victims, innocent people cannot be erased from memory and become international jokes!

The moods of the melon-eating people all over the world are also ups and downs, from pity and envy for the love of the Golden House, to the touch felt by Artille Rimbaud, to the discovery that Lan Tang and Wang Qiu "continue to go forward" Shocked by "Fate", supernatural life forms officially entered the eyes of the world.

If the matter only ends here, even if Lan Tang is suspected of cheating Arthur Rimbaud and Wang Qiu is suspected of being a clone, everyone will not be able to get to the bottom of it.

The most popular sentence this year is destined to be——

"Ah, I believe in love again."

However, the sudden and rapid development broke the backs of everyone, whether it is the script team or other smart people all over the world, they can only watch in confusion and dumbfounded as more and more victims appear day by day.

The Internet has memory, and it has recorded a list of extremely cruel "friends" for Wang Qiu. At this stage, hundreds of people with supernatural powers increasingly believe that they know Wang Qiu, but they have lost their memories of the "fact".

——Wang Qiu, you delete our memory!

——You have the ability to hide and fall in love, but you don’t have the ability to go abroad to confess!

Huaguo's strict jurisdiction over people with supernatural abilities makes it impossible for those people to easily enter Huaguo, and it is even more impossible to search for Wang Qiu in Huaguo.

Wang Qiu wants to cry but has no tears.

Because of this matter, every time he wanted to explain, Lan Tang said quietly: "I understand, I understand you, I believe you are an ordinary person (sound!), no matter what happens outside, you are my The only partner, as long as you are not cheating now."

The omnipotent excuse of ordinary people has been used so badly by Wang Qiu that Lan Tang can use it to choke Wang Qiu to death.

Can ordinary people be resurrected?

Can ordinary people create a situation where clones replace the original?

Can ordinary people make world headlines every day?

Lan Tang felt a little emotional, and Lan Tang didn't want to get into trouble with Wang Qiu, so he became depressed by himself.There are so many information records in the other party's small book, and they have to hide them under the pillow when they sleep, so that Wang Qiu cannot read them.

Every time Lan Tang went out alone, if it wasn't for "Cai Hua Ji"'s non-teleporting superpower, Wang Qiu always suspected that Lan Tang was going abroad to kill his love rival.

After all, there is nothing wrong with that murderous intent.

Wang Qiu learned from the pain and decided to reveal the events at the end of the nineteenth century, explaining his efforts for resurrection in a reasonable and tactful way.

That's right, everything is for resurrection!

He is not guilty, he is not the international sea king that netizens say!

"Lantang, listen to me."

After a harmonious exchange on the bed, Wang Qiu maintained a negative distance contact with his favorite Lan Tang, and they rubbed each other's ears, which made Lan Tang, who had long been accustomed to being gentle but still warm in his ears, soften his tone, and said his inner thoughts inadvertently: "Okay, I'll listen to your new stories in your arms."

Wang Qiu's smile was far-fetched for a second, and the draft was almost disrupted. A real man must bravely bear the sequelae of "Wolf is Coming".

"It's not made up, I swear the real content is as high as 90.00% nine!"

"What's the remaining one percent?"

"Artistic retouching."

"..."

Wang Qiu vaguely saw Lan Tang pouted.

Wang Qiu admitted.

Whoever allowed himself to do some outrageous behaviors, such as the behavior of tempting Mr. Flaubert to write... Cough, he is not a good person either.

"Lantang, come, come, let's open the 'color painting collection'."

Wang Qiu straightened his back and signaled Lantang to arrange a subspace for conversation.

His wife is his superpower!

"Um……"

With a wave of Lan Tang's hand, the golden cube fell, quickly cutting the surrounding space, shielding external signals, and creating an independent subspace.

No one can read their conversation process once the transcendent makes a move.

Safety.

reliable.

Good character, not easily angered.

Without Paul Verlaine's problems, Lantang is worthy of being the most suitable partner in Wang Qiuxin's Chinese wilderness.

Wang Qiu picked up Lantang and walked into the "Twilight Pavilion" that symbolizes love.

Gold casts brilliant art.

In this place where sorrow and happiness are buried, Wang Qiu ignored his own coffin and told Lan Tang about the six years after his death.

"I fell into another world in the form of a dead soul. The other world has no supernatural powers, no computers, no mobile phones. It is a society of pure ordinary people. The technology stays more than 100 years ago..."

"Over there, I met you in parallel time and space."

"The late Baudelaire, the old Hugo, Dumas who just died, Flaubert who suffered from syphilis, Verlaine who got married and had children, and Rimbaud who ran away from home at the age of 16..."

"At that time... I was full of resentment towards you, and I was irrational. I would rather stay in England than step into French territory. But I couldn't just sit by and watch you. After hearing that Rimbaud participated in the French Revolution, I I got scared and didn't want him to get hurt..."

"Later, by mistake, the blond Rimbaud thought that the person who saved him was his real father... so I became the father he said."

"As Wang Qiu, a Chinese American, I got to know you all again."

"The blond Rimbaud of the supernatural society obtained this memory across time and space inconceivably. He lacked family affection and became an orphan. He valued me very much. He thought I was in China. He ran out of France to look for me when he was a teenager. He found me right away." For many years, it never occurred to me that I was a Japanese."

"In the new world I arrived in, most of you are writers, poets, critics, and occasionally musicians who are in the wrong industry. You are all talents in the art field..."

"In order to find the meaning of living, to fall in love with myself again, and to forget the despair of being killed by Verlaine, I established the Stewed Pigeon Publishing House in the UK and started the great cause of publishing."

"I found that your works can heal my wounds. The more powerful the masterpiece, the more magical power it has."

"Fiction and poetry have been my medicine..."

Wang Qiu deviated from the original intention of simple decoration and said a lot, which also has something to do with his personality that likes to tell bedtime stories to children.

He couldn't write perfect and high-quality stories, and the only time he wrote seriously was sprayed bloody by British critics.But his life has bizarre twists and turns from time to time, allowing him to live the wonderful life he wants.

Lan Tang's heart was trembling.

Paul Verlaine who abandoned his wife and son, the blond Arthur Rimbaud who was the mistress, Matilda Motel who was verbally bullied by Rimbaud...

This love triangle was undoubtedly the cause of Wang Qiu's initial collapse.

Lan Tang believed that Wang Qiu was not adulterated, and the real situation was probably more exaggerated than what the other party said. No wonder Wang Qiu hated Paul Verlaine when he was in Aso Qiuye, and only admitted that Arthur Rimbaud was an "unruly style". ".

Lan Tang sat up, "Why didn't I get the memory?"

He has the real name of Paul Verlaine, and should have received the memory of the peer.

Wang Qiu looked at him tenderly, and said words that soothed Lan Tang's heartache: "Because you are not the same type of Paul Verlaine, nor the same type of Arthur Rimbaud, you are unique."

Lan Tang's eyes were soft: "But I missed the chance to know you."

Wang Qiu hugged Lantang, telling the truth: "It's better not to see anything than to see me like that."

Lan Tang said: "I still want to see you in any period."

Wang Qiu pretended to be sad: "I was ugly at the time."

Lan Tang's body trembled, and he stroked Wang Qiu's skin with both hands, "You went to another world with the appearance of being dismembered?"

Wang Qiu nodded, and Lan Tang asked eagerly, "Have you not been misunderstood?"

Let alone a society of ordinary people, in a society with supernatural powers, if one encounters a person with traces of dismemberment all over his body, there is a high probability that he will scream and call the police.

In the European world, people of other races and other skin colors have always been excluded. Lan Tang would not naively think that Wang Qiu was the lucky son, and set up a company smoothly along the way, using his status as a rich man to make friends with those people.

It's very simple, if Wang Qiu is really lucky, he won't die of misunderstanding.

Wang Qiu said slyly: "I just met a nice man when I crossed over. He rescued me from the snow and gave me a place to stay in another world."

When Lan Tang heard this, he immediately felt a deep sense of gratitude. There was a foreigner who saved his lover: "Who is that? Although I can't see him, I am willing to thank his peers!"

Wang Qiu solemnly announced the answer: "Dangdangdang~, Oscar Wilde!"

Lan Tang: "..."

Seeing this, Wang Qiu tentatively asked: "Oscar's personality is quite likable, why does he have such a bad reputation in your circle?"

Lan Tang almost gritted his teeth.

Who but that guy is going to rescue a person of unknown origin?

"It can't be said that he has a bad reputation." Lan Tang changed his words bluntly, not discussing the bloody story between Oscar Wilde and Percy, "He is too obsessed with beauty, values ​​skin, and has no dignity that a strong man should have. When it comes to national interests, he is a relatively safe figure."

Wang Qiu said: "I think he will also get the memory."

Lan Tang's body was slightly stiff, and his man was being targeted like this?

Good fellow, good you Wilde.

Can you fall in love with Percy while getting the memory?

Lan Tang asked cautiously: "What is your relationship with him... in another world? Has he pursued you?"

Wang Qiu said generously: "I treat him as a junior. He doesn't have the courage to pursue me, and I spend money to support him for a lifetime!"

If Oscar Wilde at the end of the nineteenth century had the courage to pursue him, Wang Qiu would not mind——

Break the opponent's dogleg.

The majesty of the patriarch of Huaguo is so terrifying.

"Lantang, those people on the Internet don't know me, they are all affected by the memory of the same body, I am innocent!"

Wang Qiu squeezed out tears and held Lan Tang's hand, washing away his grievances.

Lan Tang was in a trance, how frantic are you to press the manuscript to impress so many people...

"Qiu, tell me the truth, how many writers are there?"

"I can't remember..."

……

Who can remember how many pigeons have been stewed in their own pot?

——It’s all turned into broth.