What if I become Verlaine?

Today's Wei Lun is extraordinarily enthusiastic, no, it can't be said to be enthusiastic, it should be said to be rude, reckless and impatient.

After Rimbaud pulled Weilun into the subspace, he wanted to chat with Weilun about what happened, but Weilun didn't intend to talk at all, he just wanted to talk in another way!

In other words, Wei Lun urgently needs Rimbaud's energy to heal his mental trauma.

When Weilun played with Rimbaud before, his movements were very restrained, and he also paid attention to Rimbaud's feelings, so Rimbaud felt very happy. This time Weilun's emotions were a little out of control. Rimbaud suffered more collisions and felt uncomfortable Comfortable.

After several consecutive fierce battles, Rimbaud finally gathered enough strength to kick Wei Lun away.

Unfortunately, Wei Lun has become stronger recently. He grabbed Rimbaud's raised ankle and took another round while enjoying the scenery.

In the end Rimbaud was really angry, he was about to let the tool man beat Wei Lun, Wei Lun stopped.

Wei Lun looked at the angry Rimbaud, and knew that he had gone too far this time. Although the angry Rimbaud had a more charming style and reaction, if this was the last time, the loss outweighed the gain.

And after venting just now, Wei Lun's emotions also eased. He stretched out his hand and slowly massaged Rimbaud's body to help Rimbaud relieve the remaining soreness and pain. Slowly, Rimbaud's feelings came up again?

Damn, Wei Lun's technique is really good.

Rimbaud stared at Wei Lun vigilantly, for fear that Wei Lun would overeat again.

Wei Lun saw Rimbaud's thoughts, he smiled lightly, let Rimbaud lean into his arms, and said softly: "You just need to close your eyes and enjoy."

He reached out and touched it.

Rimbaud soon enjoyed the gentle and comfortable service, and the anger in his heart finally dissipated. He leaned softly on Wei Lun's chest and said lazily, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Wei Lun was silent for a while, he rubbed Rimbaud's cheek affectionately, smelled the soft breath that belonged to Rimbaud, and said in a flat tone what he had dreamed last night.

"...I feel a little bit of a failure, and I think I've broken free from the cage that's always by my side, but I turn a blind eye to it. Isn't it stupid?"

When Wei Lun said this, he still had a bit of ridicule and self-deprecation, but Rimbaud had already leaned out of Wei Lun's arms, and he stretched out his arms to hug Wei Lun.

Rimbaud felt deeply suffocated and depressed just listening to it. It was hard to imagine the collapse of a child who was only three or four years old when he faced all this alone.

No wonder Weilun has a deep separation from this world, not only because Weilun himself came from another world, but most importantly, he has never been accepted by this world.

"No, you are not stupid. You are born to pursue self-esteem, freedom and self. You are a human being. You have an independent personality and philosophy. You just want to survive. Your life belongs to you and cannot be controlled by anyone."

Rimbaud gently kissed the brows and eyes of the blond young man, his voice was thin and light, like a warm wind enveloping Wei Lun.

"Your choice is correct. You have won more than 20 years of life for yourself. Even if you are broken into slag, you are still instinctively resisting everything that is imposed on you."

"You are very dazzling like this, which deeply attracts me."

Rimbaud's kiss quickly turned into a soft nibble, with strong hints.

"I am here because of you. Your existence is not insignificant. You have opened the window to a new world for me."

"To me, you are a very important existence."

Hearing this, Wei Lun couldn't help closing his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, a gleam of water flashed under his long and slender eyelashes. He stretched out his hand to press Rimbaud's back of the head, and pressed it down without hesitation.

This time, Rimbaud did not refuse him, and even allowed Wei Lun to do anything.

Like a lamb sacrificed to the gods.

The two lingered in the subspace for a long time, and at the end Rimbaud was a little drowsy, but Rimbaud's tool man provided a safe house without complaint, and Wei Lun carried Rimbaud to the safe room to wash his body.

Wei Lun stuffed Rimbaud into the quilt after washing, and went to take a bath by himself.

It's just that the psychic has plenty of energy. Rimbaud felt sleepy at first, but after closing his eyes and resting for a while, he became energetic again.

After Wei Lun came out of the wash, he found Rimbaud lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Wei Lun snapped his fingers, and his wet blond hair dried instantly. He casually pulled the long hair back and tied it into a ponytail, which made Wei Lun look energetic.

Wei Lun found a bottle of beer in the refrigerator, and while drinking beer, he walked to the bed and sat down.

"doing what?"

Rimbaud was pursing his lips and smiling, and he said to Wei Lun without raising his head: "You are spreading murder in the capital square, and the information group of Aiyi's family is talking about you."

Wei Lun smiled: "What did you say about me?"

Rimbaud: "It is said that the secretary of a senior cadre named Gratt volunteered himself, and used a beauty trick to transfer away the cadre who wanted to go crazy in the Xiuwu family, and they all asked how the matter would go."

Wei Lun: "Huh?"

Wei Lun put the beer beside him, looked at the information on the mobile phone in Rimbaud's hand with his head, rolled his eyes, and understood something.

"You are already the secretary of a senior cadre? No, is that senior cadre your puppet?"

Speaking of this, Wei Lun looked around, yes, if it weren't for senior cadres, how could they have their own safe house in the capital?

Wei Lun said with a strange expression: "So you are a senior cadre now?"

Rimbaud was a little proud: "Yes, it took three months to be equal to you!"

After Wei Lun heard it, it was difficult to describe his mood: "...Atil, I thought you would take your time."

Thinking about the efficiency of the French who like to fish for strikes, Rimbaud actually became a social animal for him, Wei Lun was very moved for a while.

Rimbaud said casually: "I just want to put you in my pocket quickly. We can do whatever we want after this matter is resolved. You only asked me to see the leopards. I have other plans and arrangements in mind." Woolen cloth."

Wei Lun looked at Lan Bo, who was concentrating on scrolling through messages, and moved his lips. He suddenly reached out and pressed down the mobile phone in Lan Bo's hand.

"Attil, let's undo the oath."

Rimbaud was taken aback, he looked at Wei Lun in disbelief, his expression became ugly.

"...I will give you another chance to organize the language."

Wei Lun smiled gently and said, "Attil, I believe in you. If there is an oath, it is easy to hurt you."

Rimbaud stared deeply at Wei Lun, he didn't believe Wei Lun's words, especially after he had just touched the most unforgettable trauma of this man, Rimbaud had reason to suspect that Wei Lun wanted to kick him away to do something dangerous .

Rimbaud rolled his eyes, and he asked Wei Lun, "You haven't told Zhong Ye how to go back, have you?"

Wei Lun said slowly: "Zhong also wants to go back, but actually depends on you."

Rimbaud: "I know, the spatial ability of color paintings."

"No, it's your blood relative."

Wei Lun explained: "Your blood relatives can provide exact spatial coordinates in the vast world, but this is not reliable, because the world line develops in a tree form, and you may enter a parallel world."

Wei Lun leaned against Rimbaud: "But it doesn't matter, we can find Nanika in Aluca's body to help lock it, I will pay the price, and you can go back smoothly."

Rimbaud heard that Nakahara also made a small report that Yalujia's ability is very dangerous and easy to lose control. Lanbo said: "You didn't know about Yalujia's ability before. What did you think at first?"

Wei Lun: "I've been in the hunter circle for so many years, and I know a lot of friends. If it doesn't work, I can ask Jin for help. He is one of the top five masters of mind power in the world, and he is also the most connected in the circle I know. The strongest guy."

"In order to protect themselves, those with abilities will not disclose their abilities, but Jin is different. He has gained the trust of many people and knows many strange abilities. If you ask him to be an intermediary, you should be able to find out where you and Zhongye are. Yokohama's telekinetic."

Wei Lun couldn't help chuckling when he said this: "Actually, you and Zhong have lived in this world for a long time, and you can get general news, but what I thought before was that even if you find a way to leave by yourself, I can interfere You, make it impossible for you to escape smoothly."

After hearing this, Rimbaud couldn't help but roll his eyes: "So you actually have no real way, but to lie to me and Zhongye with vague information?"

Wei Lun stretched out his arms to embrace Rimbaud, and he said flatteringly, "It's not anymore."

"... Wei Lun, you know, right? My parents are still alive, but because I am a spy, they all thought I was dead." The black-haired young man turned over and half pressed on Wei Lun. Lun, there was a faint golden light shining in those dark green eyes.

"Although I can't really meet them, I want to take you past them. No matter what, I hope they see you."

"It's impossible for us to get God's blessing, so at least... Wei Lun, we have to bless each other."

Rimbaud said: "I can, can you do it?"

He stretched out his hand and covered Wei Lun's heart.

"Can you say, bless me in the future with others?"

Wei Lun looked at Rimbaud fixedly, but did not speak.

Rimbaud heard that Wei Lun's heart was still beating at a regular speed, without any emotional changes.

Rimbaud felt angry and ridiculous at first, could Wei Lun really let go?

But then Rimbaud discovered that since he was half-pressed on Wei Lun's body, Wei Lun's hand that had been holding his shoulder had been placed on the back of his heart at some point.

——a position that could take his life away at any time.

Rimbaud: "..."

Rimbaud couldn't bear it anymore, he lowered his head and bit Wei Lun's chest.

Wei Lun's movements were faster, he suddenly turned over and pressed Rimbaud under him, and said in a low voice, "Athier, I gave you a chance, and you gave it up yourself."

Rimbaud was extremely angry: "Fart, if I agree, you will directly attack me!"

In other words, the cancellation of the oath, and the fact that you and Zhongye left together are all lies of Wei Lun.

If Rimbaud really agreed, Wei Lun would kill him without hesitation.

And Wei Lun, who violated the oath, will die accordingly.

Thinking of this, Rimbaud couldn't help pulling Wei Lun's hair: "No, if you die because you violated your oath with me, wouldn't you be swallowed by your mother?"

Wei Lun's tone seemed casual: "They are all dead, so this kind of thing doesn't matter."

He stretched out his hand to caress Rimbaud's cheek, his soul is in this person's body, if Rimbaud wants to leave, Wei Lun thought, then everything really doesn't matter.

So from the very beginning, Wei Lun would not give Rimbaud any chance to leave.

Rimbaud was speechless, he glared at Wei Lun dissatisfiedly: "I don't like this, show some energy, I will help you, and we will solve the trouble together."

Wei Lun smiled wryly and said, "Well, the main reason is that I really feel that the current matter is very difficult."

Thinking of the rags and troubles of the Kajin royal family, the charm in Wei Lun's heart completely disappeared. He pressed on Rimbaud like a big bear, buried his face in the black-haired young man's neck, and complained in a low voice: "I can let Kajin is completely messed up, but I really don't want to kill the king, it will make me feel like I have lost to my mother, too bad!"

Rimbaud was dumbfounded, he stretched out his arms to hug Wei Lun, and kept patting Wei Lun's back comfortingly, always feeling that Wei Lun had not only reduced his intelligence but also his age at this moment.

Wei Lun's voice sounded aggrieved: "I don't want to fight for the throne, that means I have to kill more than a dozen other princes. The youngest prince is just two years old. How is this different from me back then?" ? I was treated like that, do you want the youngest children to become like me?"

After hearing this, Rimbaud nodded silently in his heart. If you do it, you will lose to his mother. If you don't do it, it will still be a typo. It is indeed quite tangled.

Wei Lun started to complain about O'Neill as he spoke: "This old guy is bad, I will be set up as a target as soon as I go back, if I hadn't negotiated with Xi Li in advance, I would have given Zhong Ye to Xi Li Li, it is estimated that Xi Li wants to kill me immediately."

"O'Neol wants to use me and the third prince to become the overlord, and suppress the other two in one fell swoop. Why isn't he dreaming? If it weren't for the fact that he protected me back then, he would be the first person I wanted to kill."

"..."

Rimbaud listened to Wei Lun's nagging complaints, and searched for the information he got from Aiyi's family in his mind. The two sides corresponded with each other, thinking quickly about the way to break the situation.

Wei Lun talked a lot, and he found that Rimbaud seemed to be distracted, so he bumped his head on Rimbaud's nose in dissatisfaction.

"You don't listen to me!"

Rimbaud patted Wei Lun's forehead with his backhand: "Don't make trouble, I'm thinking about your third stage."

Wei Lun was stunned: "Virgil the Dragon of Chaos?"

"Well, I was thinking, if you give up killing the king, your mother returns with your body, only to find that you have become a dragon out of control, and then your consciousness is strangled by the terrifying body energy, can you get out of this predicament .”

Rimbaud was a little distressed: "But there are several problems with this method. First, will your soul disappear in one step? Second, after you become a dragon of chaos, unless you two collide with Huang Ba, Drain each other's energies, or you'll both be screwed."

"The most important thing is that I don't know the configuration method of the metal dust and the related activation and control instructions that let you enter the third stage."

Rimbaud suddenly regretted: "I destroyed all the data and the controller, so there is no way to reproduce it."

Wei Lun frowned, and he asked Rimbaud: "When Verlaine activated the Virgil state, did his personality spell still exist?"

"It exists, have you forgotten? When I stole Chuya out of the facility with him, I had a dispute with him, and then we fought."

Rimbaud's expression was not very good: "When we were fighting, Huangba's vomiting was triggered, and I was thrown away by Huangba's vomiting. It was Verlaine who turned off Zhongye's Huangba's vomiting form. The method is to activate the three-stage energy collision."

"Can Verlaine take the initiative to open the third stage?" Wei Lun tried hard to recall, but couldn't find the answer.

"No, neither can you, but..."

Rimbaud didn't know how to describe it. He hesitated and said, "That's stage 2.5? It means only opening a crack in the door, controlling that terrifying force while barely staying awake, achieving an energy impact in an instant, eliminating the two A singularity, so that you and Zhongya can be restored together."

"As long as it is not refreshed, the personality spell will always exist, but in the second and third stages, the personality spell is in a dormant state. Once an instruction is issued to activate the personality spell, it will resume."

Rimbaud spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders when he said this: "That's how the Mu Shen controlled Verlaine at the beginning. I killed the Mu Shen and destroyed the materials. Now you two are out of control."

Wei Lun hissed: "You mean, if I enter Virgil's state and my soul falls into dormancy, if Nian Beast mistakenly thinks that I have given up, wakes up my mother's soul and enters the body in Virgil's state, the soul will Was strangled to death?"

He looked at Rimbaud suspiciously: "Are you sure my mother won't control Virgil like me?"

Rimbaud asked Wei Lun: "How did you occupy this body in the first place?"

"A vow with Verlaine."

Wei Lun didn't hide anything, and said frankly: "He actually doesn't want to live anymore. His only wish is to travel with his younger brother Zhongye. I said that my father, Zhongye, I will teach him how to survive and protect him forever. agreed."

"Before I mastered my body and practiced mind power, I couldn't control the gravity in my body very well."

Wei Lun shrugged: "Didn't you notice it before? Unless it's a life-and-death situation where I can use gravity to fight, most of the time I use thought power."

Rimbaud was silent for a long time after hearing this, and he sighed, "...It's about the same as what I guessed."

Immediately he cheered up and said, "Isn't there an answer? If the soul and personality newly entered the body wants to become the owner of the body, it must make a vow with the original owner."

"...Then have you thought about it? Once the command is activated and my mother's soul wakes up, will she continue to make wishes to me? Exist indefinitely in the form of vows?"

Thinking of this, Wei Lun's face turned green: "That's terrible!"

Rimbaud asked Wei Lun: "Then what if you kill Nian Beast first? Her wish is the ability of Nian Beast, right?"

Wei Lun said weakly: "I am still alive, and the Nian Beast that I swore with me will exist."

Rimbaud chuckled: "Then when you turned into Virgil, after waking up your mother, you killed the beast at the same time?"

"At that time, your soul was in a dormant state, and the dead beast would not come back to life. Even if the beast came back to life because of your mother, we can kill it a second time."

"After killing the second time, your mother can't use the beast ability, so how long can she survive in the singularity energy vortex of the riot?"

Rimbaud said: "After her soul is torn apart, activate your technique, or ask Chuya to open the door a little, release the power of Huangba spit, eliminate your energy, and wake up again, do you think so?" how?"

Hearing this, Wei Lun fell into deep thought. He stroked Rimbaud's long black hair unconsciously, and said after a long time: "It sounds very feasible, maybe it can be done."

"But there is no activation command and formula for metal dust."

Rimbaud frowned: "Can you think of any alternatives?"

Wei Lun looked at Rimbaud uncertainly: "Did you read the materials left by Mu Shen? You didn't read it line by line carefully, but just glanced at it."

Rimbaud was stunned: "That's what I said, I read it, I turned over a few pages of the report, and after I found out that it was a method of controlling artificial humans, I directly cut it with a color book, and then burned it all."

Rimbaud said with a headache: "The report has hundreds of pages! I was dizzy after reading only a part of it. It was full of professional vocabulary, and it was almost ten years ago. Even if I think about it, I can't understand it!"

Wei Lun said: "The human eyeball and brain are very sophisticated organs. Maybe you didn't pay attention to the text information on it at the time, but the picture you just scanned will remain in your mind deeply. You can't recall it. .”

"I heard Jin mention that he can find a person with the ability to take photos of people's past memories and print them out."

Wei Lun quickly said: "As long as you can determine the date and time, this ability is very suitable for interrogation and detecting secrets. Only Jin knows who that person is."

Rimbaud gasped after hearing this: "Is there no limit?"

"...It is said that there is a date and time limit, but I don't know the details."

Wei Lun spread his hands: "I used to lose my memory and forgot the specific content of my mother's curse on me. I once talked with Jin about how to restore my memory, and Jin mentioned this method."

Rimbaud suddenly grabbed Wei Lun's ears.

"Well, even if we find out the report from that year, how can we figure out the order? Or should we continue to ask the people here for help? There is also the matter of distributing metal dust, have you thought it through? Once the order and dust are mastered by others, You become a tool in someone else's hands."

Wei Lun was shocked: "Isn't there a hat to shield it?"

Rimbaud was annoyed: "There is only one hat, but you and Zhong also have two!"

Wei Lun actually said: "Then throw Chuya back to Yokohama."

Rimbaud couldn't bear it anymore, and patted Wei Lun's head hard: "The asylum center that was agreed! Have you swallowed your oath? How did you become a father?!"

"And even if Chuya has returned to Yokohama, are you sure that all the relevant personnel in the laboratory are dead? No one in France can control you, but if there is anyone in Yokohama who can control Chuya, you have to fight There's a question mark."

Rimbaud was really convinced: "Aren't you afraid that after throwing Chuya back to Yokohama, he will immediately become a puppet of the military?"

Wei Lun said with a bad face: "That kid is 13 years old! He has grown up! Am I going to be his nanny for the rest of his life?"

Rimbaud is angry, although he also thinks that Chuya has grown up at 13 years old and can support himself, but he must first solve the invisible troubles before letting the child make his own way?

Just the next second, Rimbaud heard Wei Lun say: "Okay then, I will go back to Yokohama with you after solving my troubles."

"I won't come back again, so I don't have to worry about someone using manual instructions to control me."

After hearing this, Lan Bo looked at Wei Lun in surprise: "You..."

Back then Wei Lun had to come back, but now he said such words.

"I wanted to come back. On the one hand, my mother's wish may have influenced me subconsciously, and on the other hand, it was because this world allows a lunatic like me to exist."

Wei Lun held Rimbaud's hand, and the two held hands.

"But now, it doesn't matter where you go."

"My ability is the wind, where there is the wind, there will be me."