What if I become Verlaine?

Hunter is a very dangerous profession.

Of course, hunter is just a general term, or it is more accurate to use another word to describe it.

A person with telekinetic ability is a dangerous existence.

Nian is a power unknown to ordinary people. There are billions of people in the world. In the most powerful Hunter Association alone, there are no more than a thousand hunters on the record.

Even among the more than a thousand hunters, many people's occupations are not visible, and some of them have disappeared.

In addition to the hunters registered in the Hunter Association, there are more people with the ability to master mind hidden in the dark underground world. The most typical example is the people with mind ability on Meteor Street.

Many rich and powerful people will make friends with ability-readers, and they will support such powerful people. There are also superb ability users in the military of some countries. These ability users will not reveal their abilities, and they will not be registered in the association.

But even so, there are still very few people in the world who have mastered the ability of mind.

In the vast sea of ​​people, when two psychics meet, they can perceive each other through the circle or the perception of Qi from a long distance. In other words, the circle of psychics is actually very small.

What's more, most of the psychics have the immunity to kill, and they will not be sanctioned for killing each other. After becoming masters of the psychic ability, most of them prefer to fight with the same psychic ability, and they are not very interested in ordinary people.

Becoming a person with psychic abilities means becoming the prey of other psychic users. When being hunted, you must also learn to counter-hunt. That's why Bisaki warned Zhongyuan Chuya that when you set foot on this road, you must learn to protect yourself.

Wei Lun has lived in the environment of hunting and being hunted since he was a child, and his vigilance is almost engraved in his soul. It is almost impossible to let himself have the ultimate joy and relaxation.

But this time is different.

Wei Lun and Rimbaud have a vow, Rimbaud has nothing to do with people in this world, he is not a threat to Wei Lun, he is safe.

Because it is safe, you can relax and get more involved.

And because of his childhood experience, Wei Lun does not allow himself to be controlled by others again, so he habitually takes the lead in such matters.

However, in the entertainment, the position is not important, what matters is who is more intense and durable.

There is no doubt that Rimbaud is not restrained in enjoying the joys of the world, which leads to the illusion that he is being hunted even though Wei Lun dominates.

When the trembling feeling came from the deepest part of the body, the black-haired young man suddenly raised his neck, his slightly curly long hair bloomed on the white sheet, like blooming black poppies, enchanting and dangerous.

Wei Lun only felt that the person in his arms had turned into a sea goblin, and the goblin wrapped around him tightly, as if trying to drown him in the deep sea.

If he didn't have the ability to catch goblins, he might be devoured in the next second.

Wei Lun got all the attention, the golden and black hairs were messily tangled together, they enjoyed the bliss, the soul and body reached the ultimate relaxation and bonding.

They indulged, sang and laughed, and then fell into the deep night together.

Sometimes, getting drunk can make people forget all their troubles.

Although Wei Lun didn't drink, he felt relaxed when he woke up.

It was as if his whole body was gently soaked by the lake water, and the previous tiredness and heaviness were swept away. Not only did his control over Qi become more mellow, even the tiniest parts of his body became as commanding as his arms.

In the early morning, Wei Lun stood on the roof, feeling the soft and soft touch when the breeze brushed his cheeks, it seemed that people also became light and light, like the white velvet that opened like a dandelion's umbrella, small and erratic, moving with the wind ,free.

When the first ray of sunlight fell on Wei Lun, he lowered his eyes, breathed long, and his long golden hair reflected the bright light. The light fell on his cheeks, creating a wonderful light and shadow like a classical oil painting.

Bisiji, who lived on the third floor, noticed the change in Weilun's aura. She opened the skylight to look at Weilun, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

Ah, ah, I never expected that for a bitch like Wei Lun, having a date with a lover is actually more effective than practicing?

This made Bisji involuntarily have an idea, should she also have a relationship?Or find a handsome guy to have a passionate night without distraction?

When Wei Lun returned to the room, he saw Rimbaud coming out of the bathroom in a bathrobe.

The black-haired young man still had a trace of laziness and comfort in his eyebrows and eyes, and there were still red spots on his exposed neck and collarbone. When Wei Lun came back, Rimbaud greeted him in a slightly hoarse voice: "Morning, your energy is really good." Not bad, do you still have the energy to do morning exercises?"

Wei Lun said with a smile: "It's too early for you, it seems that I didn't work hard enough last night."

Rimbaud let out a short laugh, he threw the bath towel to Wei Lun casually, and then sat on the chair with his back to Wei Lun.

"Wipe my hair."

Rimbaud's tone was languid and arrogant, with an unquestionable sense of command.

However, he lowered his head slightly, revealing his slender and fair neck, and his slightly spacious bathrobe revealed his beautiful and white shoulders.

Wei Lun subconsciously reached out and stroked the back of Rimbaud's neck.

This is the most vulnerable place of human beings. Wei Lun's fingers traced the skin here, giving the illusion of holding a beautiful and tough soul.

Wei Lun picked up the towel and gently helped Rimbaud wipe the water stains on his long hair. He wiped it very carefully, as if he was wiping his own belongings.

Rimbaud felt the gentle force from the top of his head, and his whole body was like a big cat that had been stroked all over, exuding a peaceful and soft breath. When his hair was almost dry, he suddenly stretched out his hand, held down Wei Lun and combed the black hair. Long-haired fingers.

Rimbaud pulled Wei Lun's finger off, played with it twice, and then took a bite.

The black-haired young man raised his head slightly to look at Wei Lun who was standing beside him, and there was something surging in his raised eyes.

His pale pink lips parted slightly, and from Waylon's perspective, Rimbaud's tongue was wagging hatefully.

Rimbaud asked with a smile, "Do you still want to read the materials tonight?"

Obviously he was very satisfied with Wei Lun's skills and abilities last night, since he could sleep comfortably, why did he refuse?

Wei Lun blinked and smiled involuntarily: "There are a lot of information, we can read it slowly."

He lowered his head, leaned behind Rampole's ear, and whispered, "You have foam here."

Rimbaud smiled softly, and Wei Lun was so close that he could even feel the vibration of the chest cavity of the black-haired young man.

Rimbaud said: "Lick me clean."

"Okay, listen to you, Mother Attil."

All of a sudden, the sound of water stains reverberated on the first floor.

On the second floor, Zhongyuan Zhong also ate the breakfast bought by John, and said with some doubts: "The water pipe on the first floor is broken, so we can't make breakfast? Then did you buy breakfast for Wei Lun and Rimbaud?"

John said solemnly: "I bought it, but they ate and kissed, are you going to disturb them?"

Nakahara Chuya blushed, he rolled his eyes, and asked, "Where's Bisaki? What about her breakfast?"

John said: "Miss Biskey went out for morning training early in the morning, and she had already eaten when she came back."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "But I didn't hear her going upstairs?"

The boy lived on the second floor, and if Biski came back from going out, he would know for sure.

John perfectly answered the boy's question: "Miss Biski is very powerful, she walks through the skylight on the roof instead of the stairs."

Zhong Yuan asked subconsciously, "Why don't you take the stairs?"

John smiled and said, "Because the master and Mr. Willon are kissing."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

The boy was silent for a while, and he said abruptly: "Then, should I mention to these two people that they live on the third floor? They can go in and out by themselves through the skylight, so as not to hinder Bisji and me from eating and traveling?"

John almost laughed out loud, the young master is so cute.

He admitted that he wanted to see the jokes between the master and Mr. Weilun, so the tool man said, "You can try it."

Just when the boy was seriously considering whether to talk to two terrible adults about this problem, he heard Biski's voice coming downstairs.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hesitated for a moment, pushed the door open and walked out.

Bisji was standing on the stairs, she pinched her waist and said angrily to the two sticky people: "When is it, are you still doing this kind of thing? I warn you, if you continue to waste time..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickened his pace, he heard Wei Lun's voice.

Maybe Wei Lun was eating something, his voice sounded vague and hoarse, Zhong Yuanzhong also thought, is this a sore throat?

Waylon said lazily, "No, it's not a waste of time for me."

Bi Siji sneered: "Really? If that's the case, then I'll join, I don't mind playing together!"

Wei Lun: "..."

Rimbaud coughed, he pushed Wei Lun away, got up and went to the bathroom, Zhongyuan Zhong also happened to go down the stairs, he looked suspiciously at Wei Lun who had not buttoned his collar, and then looked at the bathroom where the sound of water was coming from.

The boy said with some embarrassment: "Do you and Rimbaud want to move to the third floor?"

Wei Lun was a little surprised: "Why do you want to move?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little dazed, and the next second he said angrily, "Why do you want to move? You and Rimbaud live on the first floor, and it's not convenient for me to go upstairs and downstairs in the morning!"

Wei Lun laughed and said, "What's the inconvenience? Rimbaud and I haven't done anything that we can't see."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said doubtfully: "Really? Aren't you guys..."

"What are we doing?" Wei Lun teased the boy with a smile: "Even if we go to bed, it won't delay your passing by. If you feel embarrassed, just don't watch it."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Bi Siji stretched out her hand angrily and punched Wei Lun: "Shut up."

Bi Siji said to Zhong Yuan: "Everyone has different habits and ideas. You don't need to force yourself to be like Wei Lun. If you feel embarrassed, don't watch it. If you are troubled by them, you can throw pepper water when passing by! "

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Wei Lun couldn't help protesting: "Hey, hey, are you going too far?"

Biski: "I'm overdoing it? I didn't have a video last night and it was pretty good!"

Wei Lun touched his nose and stopped talking.

Rimbaud came out of the bathroom, even though he did some covering up, but the strawberry-like lip color and the relaxed expression of the whole body still explained from the side what he and Wei Lun were doing before.

Although Bi Siji saw it, she didn't bother to talk about it. Zhong Yuanzhong only thought that Rimbaud seemed to be in good spirits, but he didn't expect that this was the benefit of the Harmony Movement of Life.

... After all, he is not yet old enough, all he knows is that Wei Lun and Rimbaud seem to be getting together.

"Let's go to the training ground."

Bi Siji said seriously: "Try to solve the small problems in Zhongye today. If everything goes well, we can officially start the mind training in the middle of tomorrow."

Wei Lun cheered up after hearing this, and he glanced at Nakahara Chuya: "Are you going to impose restrictions?"

Bisji: "Well, your strength has recovered well, and you can help."

Bi Siji asked Wei Lun: "You and Zhong are also the same type of artificial life, and even have the same abilities, right?"

Waylon nodded.

Bisji asked Rimbaud again: "I also heard that his consciousness was captured by your puppet ability, that is to say, his consciousness can be born from the artificial engineering formula because of your ability, right? "

Rimbaud nodded.

Bisiji said: "Consciousness, body, heart, the basic elements are all in place, and the final restriction will also have something to do with you two, is it acceptable?"

Wei Lun said briskly, "I'm fine."

This was originally an oath between him and Verlaine. As long as the Central Plains Chuya is settled, Verlaine can use Verlaine's gravity ability.

Rimbaud's expression softened suddenly, he nodded and said, "Yes."

Looking at Chuya Zhongyuan, it was as if he had seen Verlaine back then, a choice and a future that Verlaine had never made.

Zhong Yuan couldn't help but smile after hearing this.

The boy who has learned a lot about mind power understands that restraint is a very strict form of contract, and Wei Lun and Rimbaud are willing to assist him in restraining him without hesitation. Emotions.

He is loved, expected, and protected.

Bang, bang, bang... The heart beats slightly faster, full of vigor and vitality, Nakahara Chuya thought, all this is like a dream, is this really something he can get?

"...Then you must be serious and sincere when you say the restriction, and you can't be a little confused... Hey, Chuya?"

Bisji stretched out her hand and tugged at the boy's cheek: "Are you listening to what I'm saying?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly regained his senses: "Yes, you continue to talk."

"Really?" Biski looked at the boy suspiciously, and she said, "What were you thinking just now?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also startled, he lowered his head slightly, then raised his head and showed a big smile to the three people in front of him.

"I was thinking just now, how wonderful it is to be in this world."

Hearing this sentence, the three adults had different reactions.

Wei Lun's eyes widened slightly, with complicated emotions and at the same time some inexplicable surges.

He has cursed countless times, hating why he came to this world, but as an inhuman boy, he can say 'it's great to be in this world', which makes Waylon feel ashamed.

Rimbaud covered his mouth subconsciously, he turned his face slightly, his black hair blocked his sighing and melancholy expression.

This is what he wanted to say to Verlaine, and now he can hear it from Chuya Nakahara, which makes people feel emotional and at the same time has an illusion of the cycle of life.

If Verlaine could hear it, he would be very happy.

And Bisiji clasped her hands together and whimpered emotionally, she said loudly: "Oh, cutie, you are so cute, it's okay, you don't need to listen to my words of concentration, you put restrictions With such a feeling in mind, the restriction will definitely succeed!"