What if I become Verlaine?

It's hard to describe Wei Lun's mood at the moment.

At the beginning, he asked Rimbaud to engrave the control command, which also meant that he handed over his control to Rimbaud, because Wei Lun believed that Rimbaud would not harm him.

Before Rimbaud admitted that he added an order and explained what the order was, Waylon believed it at the time.

It now appeared that Rimbaud had lied to him.

Wei Lun maintained his calm and rational face, he said hello to the knight and said he would go out for a walk.

Wei Lun found a bar at random, ordered a cocktail, and slowly began to test the specific content of the order while drinking.

Just now, when he was thinking about fighting with Hisoka with all his strength, he felt restricted by the order, that is to say, the scope of the order should involve fighting.

Wei Lun looked down at his finger, a gust of wind brushed it gently, and a bloodstain appeared on his finger.

Waylon didn't feel anything.

Wei Lun silently thought about fighting Hisoka again.

Still don't feel anything.

Finally, Wei Lun suddenly remembered something.

What did Rimbaud say when he randomly pressed the control command before?

I will not allow you to hurt yourself.

Wei Lun looked dazed, he raised his hand to press his heart, is that so?

Wei Lun launched the wind blade without hesitation to try to pierce the heart, but this time, the body betrayed him, and there was no movement.

Wei Lun raised his hands to cover his face, unable to calm himself down for a long time.

Ah, what he thought was right at the beginning. When he got Rimbaud, he also gave his soul and life to the other party. They are equal.

On the other side, after Rimbaud received the news from Wei Lun, he immediately took Zhong Yuan Zhongya to the Sky Arena by airship.

This time, the battle between Hisoka and Kuroro is a rare high-end Psychic battle. Rimbaud is looking forward to it very much. He plans to watch with Nakahara Chuya in a nearby space with his coloring book.

After the airship landed, Wei Lun did not come to pick them up. Wei Lun sent a message saying that he was staying at the base of the brigade and it was not convenient to come over, but they could meet at the commercial street.

Zhong Yuanzhong also made a simple disguise. He hid his hat in Rimbaud's subspace, changed into a sweater, wore a black wig, sunglasses, and a baseball cap. Little, turned back into a big boy.

Zhongyuan Zhong also carried a skateboard with him. He had learned how to play with Qi Ya when he was beating the enemy Hakka before. Now he was stepping on the skateboard and circling around Rimbaud.

Rimbaud and Zhongyuan Zhong also strolled in the commercial street, and saw Wei Lun in a high-altitude revolving restaurant.

Wei Lun booked a private room by the window so no one would disturb him. He ordered local specialties. When Rimbaud and Zhong Yuanzhong also came in, the table was already full of dishes.

Wei Lun and Rimbaud exchanged close kisses, Rimbaud frowned slightly, maybe it was his illusion, he always felt that Wei Lun was not in high spirits.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't notice anything unusual either, he smiled happily after seeing the big meal.

"It seems that we came at the right time. The set meal on the airship is not delicious. We didn't eat much. We just happened to be hungry."

Wei Lun hummed lightly. He didn't have any appetite. After clinking glasses with Rimbaud, he took a sip of the wine and just watched Rimbaud and Nakahara Chuya eating with a smile.

Rimbaud felt more and more that Weilun's condition was not right. He ate a salad that was said to be a special vegetable, and looked at Weilun suspiciously: "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

Rimbaud put down his fork, and reached out to touch Wei Lun's cheek, his dark gray-green eyes were full of concern and worry.

Wei Lun looked at Rimbaud's eyes and moved his lips. He knew that he should not speak out about the order, but he still couldn't hold back.

"...Atil, you lied to me last time, right? The order wasn't that."

Rimbaud was taken aback for a moment, but after understanding Wei Lun's words, his complexion changed.

A coldness and anger burned violently from him, and then spread.

Rimbaud's hands trembled a little, and his voice was extremely cold: "You know?"

Waylon smiled wryly.

The order should be to protect himself or something. If Wei Lun cared about himself, he would never know what the order was. If Wei Lun knew it, it meant that he didn't love himself anymore. This was the point of Rimbaud's anger.

"Then you should also understand that I am the one who was deceived, right?"

Rimbaud angrily slapped the table: "You made a mistake! But if this is the case, why do you still know?!"

——Isn’t this typical, I admit my mistake, will I dare next time?

Seeing the plate on the table jump suddenly, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was immersed in eating hoof flowers, was also taken aback.

He was still holding the pig's foot bone in his hand, and he was gnawing on the unbroken pig's foot. The boy looked at the angry Rimbaud and Wei Lun with a gloomy expression in a daze. After a delay of two seconds, he suddenly came back to his senses.

Nakahara Chuya: Oh my God!no?Are they going to fight again? !

Compared with the last time when he was really confused, this time Zhongyuan Zhongye was dazed and couldn't help complaining crazily.

Does this scene look familiar?Last year in no man's land, these two people suddenly flipped the table while eating dinner, why did it start again after a year?Is it over for these two?

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly spit out the pig bones. He pressed his hand on the table, and the red gravity covered the table like flowing water, preventing the table of delicious food from being blown away.

He said: "If you have something to say, let's solve it together."

Rimbaud sneered, he turned around and wanted to leave: "There is no way to solve this kind of thing!"

Wei Lun immediately stretched out his hand to hold Rimbaud's arm: "Wait for Attil, let's talk, go to your subspace to talk."

Originally, Zhongyuan Zhongye was raising his vigilance and preparing to prevent the two of them from doing anything at all times. Hearing Wei Lun's words, Zhongyuan Zhongye heaved a sigh of relief.

Wei Lun was willing to enter Rimbaud's subspace, which meant that he didn't want to fight, otherwise why would he enter the enemy's control range?

So Zhong Yuanzhong immediately chimed in and said, "Ranbo, don't be angry, do you know how the witch cultivators scolded Wei Lun? They all said that Wei Lun was mentally ill. We are normal people and don't care so much about neuropathy. "

Wei Lun: "..."

Very good, Chuya, you have really improved, I remember it.

But I have to say that Chuya Zhongya's words did remind Rimbaud.

Weilun's concepts and ideas are indeed quite different from those of many people. Although Weilun is a human being, due to the special growth environment, sometimes Weilun may be more biased and skewed than non-human cognition.

Thinking of this, Rimbaud's movement of leaving suddenly stopped.

Seeing this, Wei Lun quickly said: "I'm not angry with the instructions you gave me, I just hope you don't lie to me next time."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at Rimbaud's face, and persuaded in a low voice: "Go to the subspace and explain clearly, but you are also very good, and you have tricked a transformation department!"

Rimbaud's anger subsided a little after hearing this, yes, Wei Lun will be deceived by him, isn't it because Wei Lun believes in him and is willing to be deceived by him?

Rimbaud was silent for a while, then opened the subspace, and with a flash of golden light, he and Wei Lun disappeared.

Seeing that the two of them went to the subspace to talk, Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, his tense heart just now eased, and he realized that his back was completely soaked.

The boy felt that it was really not easy for him to have such two parents who would fight anytime and anywhere, alas.

What else could he do?

Zhongyuan Zhong also started to eat quickly, he decided to eat up all the dishes on the table, and then leave immediately!

Because the two of them will definitely live a two-person world after talking, why should he continue to stay here as a light bulb?

But compared to last year, he has grown up, right?

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought with emotion, at least keep the table in front of him.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the subspace was extremely frozen and cold.

Wei Lun didn't speak, and Rimbaud didn't speak either.

After a long time, Rimbaud raised his hand suddenly, and the controller appeared in his hand. Wei Lun had a bad feeling, and he rushed to press Rimbaud's arm before Lanbo's hand: "Wait a minute."

Rimbaud said in a very calm tone: "No need to wait, if you don't like it, I will untie it, and then you take it away, don't appear in front of me again!"

With a flick of his wrist, Wei Lun nimbly snatched the controller from Rimbaud's hand and threw it away. He said to Rimbaud in a sincere tone: "If I didn't want to, I wouldn't agree to get the controller back." About the matter, Attil, I am willing to hand over the controller to you, I thought you understood."

"I don't care about the restrictions you put on me, I just hope you can tell me the truth."

Rimbaud said indifferently: "Then you can find a way to let me untie it, right?"

Willon hastily defended himself, but Rimbaud stopped him and said, "Well, Willon, Willon, let me ask you a question."

Wei Lun looked at Rimbaud, and the eyes of the black-haired youth suddenly showed a strong sadness.

"If I die, will you live?"

Wei Lun was at a loss for words for a while, and then complained: "Why do you care about me so much when you are dead?"

Rimbaud showed such a look, he said: "Jin is really a powerful person, he can see through your essence at a glance, you are experiencing the world through me, if I am not here, you will not even have the courage to struggle There will be no more perseverance.”

Wei Lun's expression was ugly. He guessed what Rimbaud wanted to say, but he didn't want to hear it.

He was a little irritable, but his tone unconsciously turned into a pleading: "Athier, don't do this."

Rimbaud: "So can you promise me that even if I'm not here, you will take good care of yourself?"

Wei Lun was extremely embarrassed, he lowered his head slightly, and said in embarrassment: "Don't force me like this, Attil, don't you think this is too cruel for me?"

Seeing Wei Lun's fragile appearance, Rimbaud softened his heart for a moment, and his tone softened.

"...My superpower is a collection of colored paintings. In addition to the subspace, I also have the ability to control puppets."

"Have you ever thought, if I really die, can I use this ability on myself before I die?"

Rimbaud said: "Constantly use this ability, and I will continue to exist in the form of a supernatural human."

"If one day I die, but I long for someone to find me, I will try my best to survive in this way."

Rimbaud stared at Wei Lun, whose expression became more and more ugly: "But what happened? The person I want to wait for will never come, because he is also dead."

Wei Lun turned his face away, his body trembling slightly, and his blond hair was scattered in a mess.

Although Rimbaud couldn't see Wei Lun's expression, he could feel Wei Lun's pain and struggle.

Rimbaud sighed, he took a step forward and hugged Wei Lun from behind, his voice softened: "That would be cruel to me, too."

Wei Lun couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his hand to cover his face, tears trickled down his fingers.

Rimbaud pulled Wei Lun's hand away, and he kissed the corners of Wei Lun's eyes, tasting the slight saltiness. Similarly, he also truly touched Wei Lun's fragile and broken soul.

"Promise me, Wei Lun, no matter what, no matter when and where, no matter what situation you face, even if I die, you will work hard to protect yourself and survive."

Rimbaud kissed Wei Lun's cheek and lips, and said softly, "Are you okay? Huh? Wei Lun? Promise me, okay?"

Wei Lun kept shaking his head, but he couldn't say a word of rejection. He wanted to refuse, but the softness and firmness in the words of the people around him made it impossible for him to resist.

"...You let me live well, but you may die yourself. It's too much."

Wei Lun's voice was a little choked up: "You still lied to me, Attil, all the people who lied to me before were sent to hell by me!"

Rimbaud smiled. He was holding Wei Lun from behind. At this moment, he turned the blond young man with a little force. Rimbaud looked at the man with red eyes and tears at the corners of his eyes, and his tone became softer.

"Of course I will work hard to live. I have been working hard. Even if I die, I will work hard to wait for you to come to me, so I ask you for a guarantee. Is it wrong?"

Rimbaud raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Weierlaine's eyes. He said gently: "I said before that I regret not letting Verlaine have a strong heart, so now I hope you can be strong, truly strong." Those who are bound to overcome all hardships.”

"Wei Lun, that's the agreement. Even if I die, you must survive. If you want to come to me, no matter how difficult or painful it is, you must come to me."

The black-haired young man's words were strongly deceptive, but Wei Lun was not so stupid.

Although Rimbaud said that he would try his best to survive, there are too many uncertainties in life. Maybe Rimbaud died suddenly, and there was no time to use his supernatural power on himself. At that time, no matter how long Weilun searched, he would never find it. Rimbaud's.

Wei Lun looked up at Rimbaud, tears blurred his vision, except for the handsome and uninhibited smile of the black-haired young man in front of him.

Ah, this guy is too much. Even if he dies, it is too cruel to restrain him, let him live alone, let him suffer the pain of loneliness, and let him live in this world full of suffering. .

Wei Lun: "Atel, you are such a bad guy, I have never seen a person who is more gentle and cruel than you."

Rimbaud laughed loudly: "I'm not a good person in the first place."

Wei Lun twitched the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't laugh at all.

He held Rimbaud's hand and said with difficulty: "...I promise you, Attil, I will try my best to live."

While saying these words, Wei Lun felt that his whole body was much heavier.

"But Attil, please don't let me end up like that, I'm going to lose my mind."

Rimbaud said softly: "You are the one I love. I am willing to give you the best, and I hope you can get the best. So don't worry, I will work hard."

Wei Lun couldn't bear it anymore, he hugged Rimbaud, as if he wanted to rub Rimbaud into his body.

He also complained in a low voice: "Don't lie to me again."

"To each other, right? Tell me honestly, why did you suddenly discover the order I gave you? What dangerous things are you thinking?"

Although Rimbaud felt a little painful from being pressed, he didn't struggle, but asked in a very soft tone in Wei Lun's ear.

Wei Lun's body was slightly stiff, and he said pitifully: "The brigade asked me to kill Hisoka, I thought about using immortality to have fun with Hisoka, but in the end..."

"Oh, don't die, you don't love yourself so much because you can not die."

Rimbaud said coldly: "When Nian Beast is dealt with in the future, your immortality will disappear. You can just think about how to fight while avoiding your own damage."

Wei Lun: "..."

What can he say?I can only honestly agree.

But when he thought that Rimbaud might die in the future, and he had to live, Wei Lun felt that the future was dark.

Wait, Wei Lun suddenly remembered something.

Since he mastered gravity, Wei Lun has added a trait department. He hadn't thought about how to develop the ability of the trait department before. Now...

Wei Lun thought deeply, he needed to develop a mind ability to transfer the damage Rimbaud suffered to himself.

He wants revenge on Rimbaud!Who let Rimbaud bully him!

Rimbaud thought that Wei Lun had agreed to the promise and would not mess around again in the future. He probably didn't expect Wei Lun, a dog, to think about new mind power skills in a blink of an eye to take advantage of loopholes.

After Lan Bo comforted Wei Lun, he pulled Wei Lun out of the subspace.

However, to Rimbaud's shock, there was no one in the private room, only the table was full of empty plates.

Rimbaud took out his mobile phone and looked at it, only to find that there was an unread text message.

Nakahara Chuya: I'm full, so I won't bother you, let's go first.

Rimbaud: "..."

Yes, yes, Zhong also really improved.

After taking a look, Wei Lun sneered and said, "He must have not paid the bill, let's go, let's evade the bill and leave directly in the subspace."

He held Rimbaud's arm tightly: "I need to be hugged and held high, and I need someone to comfort my wounded heart!"

Rimbaud raised his hand to his forehead, and he acquiesced to Wei Lun's arrangement: "I'd better go to pay the bill, and you go to open the hotel."

This night was special for Wei Lun and Rimbaud. Wei Lun felt that even though he possessed Rimbaud, he always had the feeling that he had lost to this black-haired man.

Wei Lun asked for it to his heart's content. Although Rimbaud was very uncomfortable, and sometimes even felt that he was going to pass out, he didn't say anything after all.

It was Wei Lun who realized that Rimbaud's reaction was a bit wrong, and realized that he seemed to be going too far.

Wei Lun sighed, there was really nothing he could do with this guy, he slowly helped Rimbaud relieve his physical discomfort, and Rimbaud regained his senses after a while.

Wei Lun finally looked at Rimbaud's eyes with more spirit, and he complained in a low voice, "Just say it if you feel uncomfortable."

Rimbaud smiled wearily, he rubbed Wei Lun sideways, and whispered: "I promised you before, you can do anything to me."

Wei Lun didn't know what to say for a while.

Rimbaud bound him tightly with a gentle and lingering net, not allowing him to escape, let alone break free, it was really terrible.

Wei Lun was extremely frustrated, he sighed heavily, wrapped the black-haired young man tightly in his arms, and said angrily, "You must be very happy."

Rimbaud hummed lightly. As Wei Lun said, he was very tired, but he was indeed in a good mood.

Because this time he succeeded, although it was semi-forced, but he finally forcibly glued a soul that was on the verge of breaking together. Even if he was ordered to live, as long as he lives, the future has infinite possibilities.

Moreover, Rimbaud felt that his chances of survival were much higher than that of Wei Lun.

He is a transcendent who has the subspace and countless tool people. He can completely stay in the space and let the tool people take the place of the dead, so compared to himself, the probability of Wei Lunmang's death is higher, right?

So rounding it up, both of them can live well and welcome a new future. How can Rimbaud be unhappy when he thinks about it?

Even though it was painful to be tossed, Rimbaud believed that it was only temporary, and Wei Lun would not really hurt him.

...Hey, you have to give this tough man some chances for revenge.

After this incident, the relationship between Wei Lun and Rimbaud became more and more profound. The only sequelae may be that Wei Lun paid more attention to Rimbaud. Rimbaud became cold when he was careful.

This made Rimbaud dumbfounded, he is not so fragile, okay?

But in order to appease Weilun, even though Weilun had to go to the stronghold of the brigade to check in, Rimbaud still hid in the coloring book and acted with Weilun.

As for Zhongye in the Central Plains?He can run away from the order, naturally he has grown up.

The grown-up children are no longer cute, so let them go!

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when Kuroro and Hisoka fought.

Zhongyuan Zhong, who has been hiding from the two of them, also took the initiative to contact Rimbaud, and he wanted to take a color book to watch the two fight.

At this moment, Wei Lun has joined the knight, and the two are waiting for the aftermath at the passage closest to the battlefield.

After Rimbaud received the news from Zhongye, he quietly went to pick up the boy.

Rimbaud saw Chuya Nakahara holding a skateboard in the corner of the lobby on the first floor of the Sky Arena.

Having not seen Wei Lun and Rimbaud for two days in a row, Zhong Yuanzhong felt a little guilty for some reason, but seeing that Rimbaud was intact, the boy couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed and said, "Hey, your problem has been solved?"

Rimbaud cast a sidelong glance at Nakahara Nakaya: "Well, it's all right, but you have to be careful, Wei Lun said he would beat you up."

Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes: "Why did he beat me?"

He walked away with such a wink, and even helped Wei Lun to speak before Rimbaud broke out and started to fight. Wei Lun didn't thank him, so why did he beat him?

Rampop smiled and said, "Didn't you call him crazy?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out a snort, his mocking expression was exactly the same as when Wei Lun was drawing hatred.

He said: "He himself is, why can't others say it? You can ask someone from Xiuwu's family and look at his previous files. He will indeed suddenly go crazy."

Rimbaud poked the boy on the forehead angrily: "Then why do you still wonder why he beat you?"

He opened the coloring book: "Come in, Wei Lun is at the scene, let's hide outside the window and watch, don't get too close, strong telekinetics can perceive the strangeness of space."

"Oh." Zhongyuan Zhong also quickly got into the coloring book, and Rimbaud took the boy to the window outside the battlefield to look inside.

In the middle of the arena, Hisoka and Kuroro stood facing each other. This was the first time Chuya Nakahara saw the leader of the Phantom Brigade, Kuroro Rusil.

"The exciting moment has finally arrived! The battle between the landlord Hisoka and the landlord Kuroro, after the two agreed, the condition for winning is the death of one party!"

"All kinds of weapons can be used in the game, so—the battle begins!!"