Started with a green hat for Verlaine

After this incident, Ma Shengqiu also gave up coddling.

With such a French beauty in the house, it's not a man if you don't make out.

However, due to the careful consideration of marriage in the East, Ma Shengqiu did not have a physical relationship with Lan Tang.What he wants is that Lan Tang is willing, without any compulsion from amnesia. Even if Lan Tang recovers his memory in the future, he must admit that he really liked Ma Shengqiu at that time.

Regarding his saying that he wants to cultivate feelings, Lan Tang said intuitively: "Qiu Ye, are you afraid that I will go back on my word?"

Ma Shengqiu also kissed the ring on his finger, "Yes."

His black eyes are not exaggerated and affectionate, nor do they have the fascinating color of foreigners, but as he grows up, his eyes are closer to the shape of Danfeng eyes, and his delicate and soft facial features are quite beautiful in Lan Tang's eyes. people.Lan Tang didn't doubt his own vision, and didn't understand why Qiu Ye was not confident. Could it be that the relationship between them could not stand the test?

"I lift up the laurel wreath to you, we are on a boat full of fragrance, shuttling in the forgotten ocean." Aso Qiu also whispered, "Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, you will see more beautiful flowers and leaves, Find out that I am so fleeting, only for a moment in your life."

Lan Tang argued, "I'm not that kind of person."

Ma Shengqiu also smiled, thinking: If you recover your memory, next year today will be my death day.

The time the two spend together is too short, not enough to reverse the nature of Arthur Rimbaud.Thinking about it, I know how confident Arthur Rimbaud is who dared to seize the power of Huangba. Even if the car overturned, not dying is enough to prove the strength of this Rimbaud beauty in Wenye World.

Arthur Rimbaud is very young, and there are only dozens of "transcendent" level supernatural beings in the world of Naiwenye.He has the power to transform the corpses that will be stored in the subspace, and if Shibusawa Ryuhiko is given a chance to read the corpse of Bai Qilin after his death, Lantang's strength will be further enhanced.

Ma Shengqiu also touched the face in front of her, which was not so cold and mysterious, but hidden under the tranquil lake water was a soul that was arrogant and arrogant in the storm.

"Lantang, I will take enough time to take root in your heart, germinate, and wrap around your heart."

"Don't laugh at me for my hesitation."

"I just……"

"Under your charm, eager to hold the wind in the hands of mortals."

He spoke without a trace of falsehood, was honest in his heart, and whispered in the ear of the other party.

If there is a grave.

I am willing to rent from you with love.

Lan Tang's body temperature was low and he was extremely afraid of the cold. He warmed himself in Aso Qiuya's arms and replied softly: "Don't treat me like a fantasy person, I am also a mortal."

Ma Shengqiu also hugged him happily, longing for the morning time.

Lan Tang is so caring.

Lan Tang said: "Qiu Ye, let's eat hot pot again, I suddenly like the warmth brought by chili."

Ma Shengqiu couldn't laugh or cry: "...OK."

At noon, Ma Shengqiu also slipped home and brought Lan Tang freshly baked French desserts, and you tasted them intimately.When it was time to get off work in the evening, Aso Qiu was also the first to clock in after get off work. He no longer had any thoughts of connecting with his colleagues, and his mind was full of going back to see his wife.

The supper is hot pot. Aso also bought hot pot ingredients and made a Sichuan-flavored hot pot at home.

Lan Tang drank milk to soothe the spicy food, and there was a circle of white around his lips.

My wife is the cutest!

Ma Shengqiu also wiped the sweat off his forehead for him, and filtered the contents of the hot pot before feeding him.

Finally, when Lan Tang was interested, he drank beer with Aso, and the glasses collided.

"cheers."

The next second, Lan Tang's teeth trembled: "Hiss - the beer with ice cubes is so cold."

Ma Shengqiu also laughed and said, "Haha! It's summer, Lan Tang!" This is the first summer we have experienced, and there will be six or seven summers where we will eat hot pot together in the future.

You are Lantang, my Lantang, a poet from France.

……

Lan Tang's recuperation is over.

He removed the gauze, and the toughest bruises and welts faded from the surface of his skin.

Lan Tang, who was taking a bath in the tiled bathtub, was elated.

The Japanese just enjoy it.

The only regret is that the bath is too small, and there is not much space left after Lan Tang soaks in it.Qiu also didn't want to occupy his space, so he chose to take a shower without looking at him.

After taking a bath, Lan Tang went to hold his thermos cup and took a sip of warm hot water.Aso Shengqiu also gave Lantang many heartfelt gifts, including rings, chrysoberyl necklaces, and even Rimbaud's collection of poetry, which was the most laborious traveler, but Lantang's favorite was the white thermos cup.

Delicate and stylish, there is an electronic screen to display the temperature of the hot water.

Department store price: [-] yen.

Aso Qiuya: "..."

Glancing at the thermos, Ma Shengqiu shook his head helplessly, and poured himself a cup of hot water to warm his stomach.

Living together with Lantang, of course, is to keep in good health together.

That night, Ma Shengqiu also kissed Lan Tang on the bed, turned under the quilt several times, and barely pressed the enthusiastic Lan Tang under him, the French beauty who was afraid of the cold hugged him tightly, with wet eyes open, indifferent The innocence that does not conform to the appearance seems to be silently tempting Ma Shengqiu to commit crimes.

Ma Shengqiu was not fooled either, he licked the corner of his mouth, and took out the hand that touched his clothes.

The other party was making out on the surface, but was actually keeping warm.

if you serious you lose.

"Lan Tang, are you an adult?" To be honest, Ma Shengqiu couldn't tell the age of the Frenchman. Lan Tang's image was more elegant and mature, but at a close distance, his eyes were clear and his appearance was particularly young.

"I've grown up." Lan Tang was determined.

"Aren't you in a state of amnesia?" Ma Shengqiu also doubted.

"I can't remember the past." Lan Tang was wrapped in a quilt, his slender body was attached to Aso Qiuya's body, his thighs were entwined, and he comfortably enjoyed the warmth of his lover, "Come on, amnesia doesn't mean you become a fool. I still remember something."

Ma Shengqiu also rubbed Lantang's long hair, and the feeling of the hair slipping through his fingers was very refreshing.

The natural big waves are black and shiny, quite sexy.

"Remember what, remember to tell me."

"Ah."

Lan Tang responded, his gray eyes were full of romance and laziness.Although it seems that the emotional reaction is very small, after so many days of getting along, he also has a charming attachment to Ma Shengqiu.

Lan Tang smelled Qiu Ye's breath, "Qiu Ye, it smells better if you don't use perfume."

Ma Shengqiu also sighed, "Understood."

Lan Tang glanced over Qiu Ye's jaw, licking and biting his Adam's apple, leaving hickey marks.

Ma Shengqiu didn't stop him either, and laughed a few times.

"Is Lan Tang insecure?"

"Well... I want to leave a mark on you. If you associate with me, you can't have other people."

Lan Tang answered him gently, and Ma Shengqiu had no doubts that if he cheated, he might end up with a hatchet ending. There is no such thing as "forbearance for love" in the dictionary for a person named "Artier Rimbaud". word!

Ma Shengqiu also raised Lan Tang's chin, and teased, "Will you be loyal to me?"

Lan Tang replied easily: "Maybe."

Oh, the French.

Ma Shengqiu didn't expect to hear a perfect answer, so he hugged Lan Tang who had been kidnapped by him and took a deep breath.

"Wife~."

"..."

"Why doesn't my wife talk?"

"...I'm a little maladjusted to what you Japanese people call you."

"hey-hey."

Anyway, he didn't admit that he was Japanese.

The next day, Ma Shengqiu also went to work, and begged Lan Tang to tie a bow tie for him. Lan Tang said melancholy while learning how to tie a bow tie, "I'm afraid I won't make it look good."

Ma Shengqiu also said: "Just try a few more times."

Lan Tang took off the tie he was wearing, and when he went to tie it again, it was much smoother.

"Well, I remember the touch."

He went to see Aso Shuya, a dark-haired young man in a black suit, white shirt, and black tie.

Handsome to the bone.

Lan Tang once again affirmed his aesthetic vision and was very happy with Qiu Ye. He asked abruptly: "Qiu Ye, you are so busy every day, what are you doing?"

Aso Shengqiu also made a draft: "The port trading company is mainly responsible for translation and reviewing contracts."

Lan Tang said, "Oh."

Ma Shengqiu also picked up his briefcase and said goodbye, "Come back to see you at noon."

Lan Tang watched him leave, and went to the window to watch the low-key black car driving towards the company.

Lan Tang closed the curtains, "I'll see Qiu Ye in another four or five hours."

The morning time is not too long... The more annoying accident is Qiuya's overtime work at night.

In a building of the headquarters of the Port Mafia, Ma Shengqiu also went to work on time, and his shirt stand-up collar blocked part of the hickey marks, but there were still one or two small red marks that were spotted by sharp-eyed colleagues.

"Mr. Aso, your wife is very enthusiastic." It was a single colleague who spoke.

Ma Shengqiu also made up all kinds of nonsense before chasing Lantang, and kept silent about his private life after chasing him.

He smiled politely and returned to his seat.

When he was thirsty, Ma Shengqiu also habitually poured a cup of hot water and blew on the hot air, which attracted the attention of his colleagues. He said confidently, "I'm keeping in good health, and I can't lose my hair every day like you."

As soon as this remark came out, there were sighs all around, and they looked at Aso Qiuya's hair jealously.

Today, there are suddenly more social animals drinking hot water.

Ma Shengqiu also finished his translation work in the morning, closed the folder, and ran into Wuchuan Quancheng who was familiar with the work when he went out. Wuchuan Quancheng had a very happy expression, and waved the contract in his hand, "I just received A big smuggling order, the translation fee is very high, please come back at noon."

Ma Shengqiu also shook his head: "It's more important to be with my wife."

After finishing speaking, he slipped away in the blink of an eye, not wanting to waste time just to make money.

Wuchuan Quancheng rolled his eyes straight: "When you spend all your money for your wife, don't come to me with a sad face!"

Ma Shengqiu would not tell him that he has made a little more money in stocks and manuscript fees recently.

It's a joy to be rich.

After purchasing the ingredients for lunch, Aso Shengqiu didn't hold back and bought a bag of wolfberries.

Then, he soaked the goji berries, washed them, and quietly sprinkled goji berries into Lantang's thermos.Lan Tang's body is so chilly, and his lip color is unhealthy, it must be due to lack of Qi.

Looking at the goji berries floating on the hot water, he felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment, as well as a little joy of sharing health preservation.If it wasn't for worrying that Lan Tang wouldn't get used to the taste of goji berry, he wouldn't just put such a little amount, who made Lan Tang regard drinking hot water as the most happiest thing in life.

In the afternoon, Lan Tang opened his thermos, and suddenly found three small red things floating inside.

Lan Tang: "?"

He lifted the thermos cup, and there was a note written by Qiu Ye under it.The effect of wolfberry is written on the note. It is a kind of medicinal material and has the function of protecting the liver, kidney and lung of the human body.

Lan Tang finished drinking silently after reading it.

From this day on, Aso's interest in sprinkling things into his thermos rose sharply.

The next day, four pills.

On the third day, five pills.

On the fourth day, six capsules.

On the fifth day, ten pills.

On the sixth day, still ten pills.

Lan Tang heaved a sigh of relief, and Qiu did not increase the dose.

Under the subtle influence of Aso Qiuya, Lan Tang changed from simply drinking hot water to getting used to soaking wolfberry in a thermos, and regarded the unique taste of wolfberry as Qiuye's concern for himself.

While writing poetry, he held his beloved thermos and took a sip carefully.

He casually wrote the content of the practice pen on the paper.

[Summer, the afternoon comes. 】

【Twilight silently walks into the hall, facing noon under the passionate sky. 】

[Dawn by the sea. 】

[Sleep soundly for love, embrace the last second with the night. 】

[O Shepherd of the City. 】

[May they appease their fatigue with wine. 】

[Waiting for the embrace of the sea breeze. 】

The difference in mood made Lan Tang pay attention to the ordinary laborers in this city. His lover is also one of them. He never complained to him about work problems and showed a positive attitude towards life.

In the past, Arthur Rimbaud would not even look at the ants if he was having fun.Power brings pride to those with supernatural abilities, and also separates them from communication with the world.The world's literary world is dying, and there are very few people with supernatural powers who are willing to write. Instead, ordinary people have become the leaders of the literary world.

People whose souls are truly shining, their writing will also shine.

It's a pity that they gave the enthusiasm of life to their ideals, and they no longer have the energy to give to the words in their pens.

Lan Tang put down his pen and reached for a book on the shelf.

——"Heart" by Natsume Soseki.

"I hope it's not too awkward."

For the author recommended by Qiu Ye, Lan Tang is interested in reading it, not to mention that this book is about to become out of print in Qiu Ye's mouth, and the other party spent a lot of time finding it.

After reading.

Lan Tang calmly put the book aside, completely unable to understand the complex and delicate hearts of the Japanese, why should he blame himself for the suicide of his love rival because of pursuing the person he likes?

"Sure enough, Qiuya's novels are more interesting."

He picked up the novel written by Aso Qiuya purely for the purpose of gaining the status of a writer.

The core of these light novels is just one word.

Cool.

The protagonist has no waste material, no inferiority complex, no depression, no love that is hard to express, and he does things cleanly and never sloppily. He gets what he wants and forgets what he doesn't want.This style was no problem in Aso Akiya’s previous life, but it was too extreme in Japan, which was under the shadow of war more than ten years ago, as if it had brought the joy of letting itself go in peace.

There are a lot of satire and belittlement of Aso Shuya's works in the Japanese literary world, and the style goes against the mainstream.

"A mudslide in the world of fiction!"

"Evil style!"

"This kind of work has no connotation no matter how much money it makes!"

"How could anyone like such a superficial protagonist...Unbelievable! It's outrageous!"

"Breaking the limitations of the times! The author's mentality is completely different from ordinary people."

"In a world view without people with supernatural powers, would such a reckless protagonist be born? This is the first person arrested by the police station!"

No matter what the outside world thinks, Ma Shengqiu is also wearing a vest and doesn't care at all.The ordinary society he depicted in his novels has instead become the most distinctive feature of his works.

A peaceful world where there are no people with supernatural powers and ordinary people shine.

The extraordinary in the ordinary is the main theme.

Bowl after bowl of poisonous chicken soup in the novel can put readers down. For example, all people are born equal, and after death, there will be a handful of loess. The difference lies in whether you live in a villa cemetery or a small brick; Why does the girl reap happiness, because Cinderella is the Duke's daughter; the most unbearable thing is...why does the ugly duckling turn into a beautiful white swan?They are descendants of white swans!

Ordinary readers of Wenye World held their hearts.

Fairy tale shattered.

They were summed up by another group of sand sculpture netizens across the world, and they were heartbroken.

Lan Tang laughed while reading the book. For the first time, he experienced the joy of novels. It turns out that this is Qiu Ye’s point of view. Classes followed one after another, and everyone fell in love with the protagonist.

Lan Tang wondered, "How many wives does the protagonist have?"

Qiu Ye, what are you thinking?

He went to look at the cover again, and on the cover was written a powerful slogan, full of provocative words: "The ultimate dream of men - Crystal Palace!"

Lan Tang: "..."

Going home at night, Ma Shengqiu was also asked about books by Lan Tang, with an innocent face.

"Those things were written for fun."

Ma Shengqiu also propped his chin and expressed his opinion: "It is human nature to like beautiful things. I will pay more attention to beautiful women, but with my appearance, what do you think is the reason why I have been single for so many years? I think It's not that difficult to be with multiple beauties at the same time."

In the end, it was the mentality of the traverser that stuck to his bottom line.

If you want to chase, chase the best beauties!

In the case that most of the characters in the original book are little kids, in the early timeline of Wenye, there are only two beauties that Aso Qiu also likes: Ran Tang and Mori Ogai!

Compared with Mori Ogai, who is getting darker day by day, Rantang is a gift from the god of love.

"Good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million." Ma Shengqiu also took out his wallet and solemnly handed his salary card to Lan Tang, "Honey, this is my sincerity."

Money is what ordinary people value.

Ma Shengqiu is no exception, but he is willing to transcend the constraints of money and be a trustworthy person.

Lan Tang looked down at the salary card, but did not accept it.

The French beauty kissed Shuya on the cheek.

"I believe you."

Even though he is penniless and depends entirely on Ma Shengqiu to support him, Lan Tang is not greedy for any wealth. In his eyes, there is an ideal land far away from the world, where there is an immortal soul and golden summer sunshine.

Lantang's innate freedom and ease made Ma Shengqiu feel ashamed.

A spirit like the wind.

"Lantang, from now on, I won't write those messy things again." The smile on Ma Shengqiuya's lips is far away, it seems that it can be extended to many years later, and it will take a lifetime to verify it.

"I will write for you... a story that will last till death."

"Please let me be your drunk boat."

……

"Drunk Boat": "Ah, a million golden birds? Ah, the vitality of the future?" But I don't cry anymore!The morning light is so sad, the whole sun is bitter, and the whole moon is bad.Spicy love fills me with drunken stupor, O may my keel break!May I die in the sea!

—Jean-Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud.

The author has something to say: an update is here.

I found interesting online sentences in the circle for everyone to take a look, haha.

People in middle age have to soak medlar in a thermos.

The wolfberry is hard to stop the years, so add some angelica to the cup.

Angelica is difficult to make up for physical losses, and it is not expensive to put root Cordyceps.

Although Cordyceps is very good, velvet kidney treasure is a perfect match.

Deer antler and kidney treasure are uncomfortable supplements, and brown sugar people are exhibiting the prestige.

Brown sugar and ginseng are not as good as wine, and Hongmao has them all.

Hongmao invigorating the kidney does not save life, but buying an insurance will give you peace of mind.

I bought insurance with a heart, and I was alone without money in my pocket.

I have no money in my pocket to go to work, and every year I work, I am poor every year.

You can't lose yourself when you are poor, and you have to make up for your body tomorrow.

Whether you will be alive tomorrow or not, you will turn into a cup of dirt in the end.