Abilities Named Color Painting Collection

Lan Tang hurriedly walked, and vigorously pushed open the door of the lounge.

It's very quiet here, and there is no sign of anyone entering.

Lan Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with writing those poems.

Food, sex, and poetry are also brushes and bridges to describe the inner world. Being seen is just a part of being understood more, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.

But Gide is really quite a restrained person in a certain sense.

Introverted, silent, depressed.

He can say those things in his heart to him, it's already refreshed his three views, what if Gide read these things he wrote?

Lan Tang felt his scalp go numb.

Probably it will scare Gide into a jump.

Not necessary?, really not necessary.Gide's impression of him is too perfect, looking at? His eyes are also pure as if looking at? That baby who is held in the arms of the Holy Mother, even if it has a holy halo.He didn't want to? Destroy.

So, sure enough? Let’s destroy the corpse first.

That notebook? He recorded it at will, sometimes in front of the warm fireplace, sometimes in the garden after the rain, carrying his suppressed emotions and desires, which he casually threw away on one side.

On the sofa, after a few strokes, Lan Tang rummaged for a while, and found the casually spread notebook from the fireplace.

The ink marks on it have been dry for a long time, and a thin layer of dust has fallen on it.

He dusted casually, looking at the content above.

Well, it's not something that people can look at casually.

Lan Tang was just thinking about where to put it, when there was already a knock on the door.

Without blinking, Lan Tang stuffed the notebook under the sofa cushion and turned around.

Gide looked at him quietly, his red eyes blinked quietly without showing any emotion.

"that……"

"Ah, why did you come here? By the way, it's almost noon. I have a lot of wine in the wine cellar. I'll get a bottle later to accompany the meal."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed out from Gide's side.

Gide didn't say anything, just watched Lan Tang leave in a hurry.

What's going on here?

Gide didn't know why.

Naturally, he saw what Lan Tang was doing.

He followed Lantang not far away, and saw him hurrying all the way to the lounge at the end of the corridor. Although he didn't know why, he still didn't choose to disturb him.

The door of the rest room was not closed, so he stood at the door, looking at Lan Tang enough to search for something with the action of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and when he found it, he stood there and looked like it?...

Lan Tang's expression? It was too serious, which made Gide take it seriously.He just knocked on the door.

Who knew that this action actually frightened Lan Tang.

He rushed out of the room as quickly as a gust of wind.

Gide walked in slowly.

What are you looking at that can make you look so serious...

After all, Lantang is a transcendent. Although he hasn't fully recovered his memory, with his current ability, he doesn't have any friends other than Mori Ou. There is nothing worthy of his special attention.

So, what the hell is going on??

Gide hesitated for a moment, and pulled out the notebook that Lan Tang stuffed under the sofa cushion.

It was a notebook made of calfskin, the outer skin was soft and smooth, with a slight warmth, and there were a few drops of ink on the edge due to lack of attention.

Yes, the ledger? Or something important? Information?Want? Open? Open?

If you open it, will Lantang be angry?

If you don't open it, what should Lan Tang do if he doesn't want to tell him what problem he encountered?

Gide hesitated for a moment, then opened his notebook.

On the title page, the insolent handwriting and unscrupulous words rushed into Gide's eyes all at once.

He looked at the text for a moment, and then closed the notebook with force.

This, how, how could it be such a thing?

Gide's hand holding the laptop has already started to tremble slightly.

But thinking about it, it seems that it is not completely impossible?

After all, when he was young, Lan Tang could stand on their table and speak wildly in public.

Even if because of the situation, he has become calm and introverted a lot? But the past time will not change, and human nature will not change.

This kind of thing, this kind of thing...

Gide had a feeling that what he saw was not some text, but some content that Jinjiang banned from publishing and would get a yellow card, and his whole person became hot.

Strange, no wonder Lantang wants to hide it, this kind of thing is indeed...it is...

Gide couldn't help it, and opened the notebook again.

A thick book with a leather cover has used up a lot of space, and only a small part of it is still unused.

Gide couldn't help turning back a page, and then another page.

Lan Tang's mind? Delicate and sensitive, but the slightest conflict with this is that he is actually a person who does not quite match his appearance. He likes to enjoy pleasure and indulge himself.

What is recorded in this book? There is obviously no vulgar language that would make people feel dirty, but just looking at it makes Gide tremble slightly, obviously his whole body is about to burn , but also can't help looking towards the next page.

Ah, Lan Tang just went to get the wine, what if? He came back and found me peeping...

Gide closed the laptop, subconsciously tapped the gun butt.

It's a pity that this is a notebook, not a gun, so there is no way to hang it up.

He clamped the laptop in his belt and looked away.

The packaging of this kind of notebook is not a special case. There are many books in the same packaging on the side of the bookshelf. It is about the same as Lantang and bought it. It has not been used yet, so it is placed there.

Cough, he probably won't come to see it today, right?

Gide flipped through it, stuffed a blank notebook under the sofa cushion, and wanted to take it back to his room to read.

And just right?.

Lantang is back.

When Lan Tang left, remembering that Gide was still in that room, he couldn't help but want to? Turn around, and deeply felt that what he did was wrong.

What are you doing under the sofa?Wouldn't it be safer to throw it directly into exile in a different space?

But he said to? Get the wine.

What if Gide asked him what he was holding and wanted to see it?

Lan Tang really didn't know how to face Gide.

Therefore, Lan Tang gritted his teeth, walked quickly down the wine cellar, took out a bottle and put it in the dining room for later use, and then strode up the stairs.

And when he just entered, he happened to see Gide walking towards the door.

Gide coughed and turned away, but didn't look at Lantang.

But Lan Tang was in a hurry to deal with the notebook, walked quickly to the edge of the sofa, and touched the notebook with one hand.

Gide turned his head back, adjusted the position of Ben's chair with his backhand, and looked at Lan Tang nervously, his voice was tense, "Cough, you, do you want to take something?"

"No, no..." Lan Tang felt the familiar touch, and before he had time to look at it, he directly exiled this book into a different space.

"Well, cough, anyway, I'm going back to my room to change."

Seeing Lan Tang's relieved expression, Gide felt a little guilty, but he still took a few steps back, almost trotting back to his room.

Just as Lan Tang breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't notice Gide's expression? He turned around and sat on the sofa.

Are you okay? Are you okay? Gide didn't ask.

Otherwise, he would not know what to say.

After a moment.

Lan Tang suddenly thought of a question.

He went down to get the drink, yes, but what was Gide doing here?

The author has something to say: Rimbaud actually wrote it three times, but it was not published