Cos Verlaine's I crossed

Gravity against gravity.

Arthur Rimbaud held him for a while and then let go.

Same gravity!

Same - monster!

Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly calmed down his anger, lowered his hood, and wiped his cheeks vigorously, not wanting to be seen blushing, "Come with me."

Arthur Rimbaud pretended not to understand: "Where are you going?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also muffled: "Go out, let's talk alone."

Zhong Yuan also brushed shoulders with his companions, without delay: "When I come back at night, I won't go out for too long."

"Zhongye!"

"Chuya, you have to be careful of liars!"

"It's just the eyes and pupils, maybe it's an undercover agent sent by the enemy!"

The companions couldn't see the supernatural powers, and they all exhorted them dumbfounded, unable to understand how things turned out like this?

In their eyes, Zhong Yuanzhong also took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, was kissed on the cheek by a strange man who called himself "brother", and then lowered his head shyly, instead of being controlled by others.

Arthur Rimbaud waved to the lambs, acting like a villain with confidence, and successfully abducted Zhongya Zhongyuan.

The two came to the beach.

This place is empty and unsurveilled, suitable for talking about some secret topics.

Arthur Rimbaud acted as if he didn't feel the group of children following, and Nakahara Chuya's attention was not behind him, as long as no one heard their conversation at close range.

Central Plains also cut to the point: "Who are you?"

Arthur Rimbaud's card repeater went online: "Your brother."

Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his head, and said in a embarrassed tone: "Sir, don't lie to me, I don't have an older brother."

Arthur Rimbaud wondered for a second, why was the brat so sure?In the original novel, the other party clearly believes that he has a family.

Oh, right!The original book provides Chuya Nakahara's childhood photos!

He didn't have time to fake the photo.

However, he felt that there was no need to cheat, because the status of brothers between them came from strength, not blood.

Arthur Rimbaud asked: "What do you think is a brother?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said hesitantly: "Blood relationship."

Arthur Rimbaud said: "No, I think it is the protection of the young by the elders, which is not driven by interests. Even if it is not bound by social morality and law, it still fulfills corresponding obligations. "

The more Zhongyuan Zhong also listened, the more confused he became. What does this person mean?Are there any of these connections between them?

After stunned Chuya Nakahara, Arthur Rimbaud hit a killer blow.

"Eight years ago, I rescued you."

"hiss!!!"

Yokohama concession, military base!A hand that breaks through the prison of darkness!

Zhong Yuanzhong also blurted out: "That golden hand is yours?!"

Arthur Rimbaud's smile fell.

That's Lantang's.

"What golden hands?" The blond man stepped forward, took off the other's hood, and ruthlessly rubbed the brat's head, forcing the other party to be unable to look directly at him, "You don't have me in your memory? The owner of the golden hand snatched you back."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also shocked: "Impossible, I remember that person was the one who rescued me and gave me a new life—" He immediately became vigilant, and slapped the opponent's troublesome hand away, "Could it be that you are from the military base?"

Arthur Rimbaud said disdainfully: "I'm not Japanese."

Zhong Yuanzhong also guessed: "Foreign soldiers, mercenaries, researchers?" He still didn't say a word: Or——an experimental subject locked in a military base like him?

"Neither of them." Arthur Rimbaud rubbed his fingertips against the edge of the human skin mask. After thinking about it, he didn't show his true face in public.

Arthur Rimbaud shrugged, "Chuya, I'm French, and our supernatural powers have the same effect. Don't expect my brother to provide you with free information. I don't want you to be released by the Japanese government or others." The Chinese government has it under control, so you just have to be happy here."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said anxiously: "Just say what you know!"

Arthur Rimbaud looked around, and answered irrelevant questions: "It seems that you don't plan to treat me to dinner, and the sea breeze is enough, I'm going to find someone to feed myself."

Zhongya Nakahara grabbed Arthur Rimbaud's hand and said boldly, "I'll take you to eat whatever you want!"

Arthur Rimbaud said "Wow".

When the scene changed, one big and one small sat in an extremely high-end Japanese restaurant and ordered an expensive kaiseki meal.He also gave Zhong Yuanzhong a thumbs up, and then said: "The rich."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also had no expression on his face. As an orphan, an orphan on Leibo Street who dragged his companions to protect themselves in the chaotic area, actually wanted to invite someone to eat at such an expensive place?Where is your conscience!

Arthur Rimbaud ate and drank: "What's a conscience for?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath: "Can you say it?"

Arthur Rimbaud said helplessly: "You are too anxious, it seems impossible for me not to kill you."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his high head: "I don't have much money."

Arthur Rimbaud said: "Don't worry, I'm poorer than you."

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "???"

Arthur Rimbaud said: "Brother, it's miserable. For your freedom, I was chased by a wanted warrant. France has not let me go. I have been abroad for eight years. I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, and I am running around. .”

Although Zhongyuan Zhongye didn't recognize him, he was moved.

Arthur Rimbaud laughed: "Do you believe it? It's so easy to deceive!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Is it necessary to fake a wanted warrant?

Arthur Rimbaud said truthfully: "Well, I didn't lie to you. I am indeed carrying a wanted warrant. The reason is not much different from what I just said, but it is not only for you, but also for myself."

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a cold face, desperately suppressing the urge to lift the table.

Arthur Rimbaud said while eating: "This way you don't have to feel guilty, you are really a soft-hearted person, just like him."

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't want to understand who "he" was, asked his name, the other party didn't answer, asked his identity, and the other party went around in circles, he could only be forced to use his brain and use another way of questioning to insinuate.

"Hey, are you really wanted? What crime?"

"Crime of treason."

"Treason...country..."

Zhong Yuan also opened his mouth wide.

In other words, this man is treasonous because of his affairs? !

Arthur Rimbaud looked calm: "Don't make a fuss, anyway, you can't find my name if you look it up."

Zhongyuan Zhong also immediately said angrily: "You look down on me?"

According to his understanding of French compatriots, especially people in the field of literature, Arthur Rimbaud bit his chopsticks and said simply: "Because they are dissatisfied with the French government, there should be a lot of people in exile."

Zhong Yuan was also sluggish: "A lot?"

Arthur Rimbaud said: "It was a time of war before, and there are always more people who yearn for peace than those who like fighting."

In the memory of Arthur Rimbaud, the French compatriots still had backbone, and people who were charged with crimes in Britain and France often fled to each other, and Britain was also willing to shelter these literati involved in politics.

The Central Plains also digested some European concepts, and showed a little respect for Arthur Rimbaud indifferently, which he did not know.

That is not other charges, it is the most serious crime of treason!

If he is charged with such a crime, he will never be able to return to Japan, and he will never be able to use his real name outside——

Central Plains also felt fear.

After all, he has lived in Japan for eight years, and he has long regarded Leibo Street as his hometown, not a place of residence.

When Zhongye came back to his senses, Arthur Rimbaud swept away the big meal and was stealing food from Zhongye's plate.Zhongyuan Zhong was also so angry that he forgot the heaviness just now, and put the food in his mouth, "Such an expensive kaiseki meal, please save some for me!"

A while later, Zhong Yuanzhong also went to check out with tears in his eyes, but was told that another guest had already paid for the box.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned: "Him? When did he pay the bill?"

The waiter said respectfully, "Just 10 minutes ago."

Nakahara Chuya suddenly remembered that the blond man was in a hurry to urinate halfway, and ran to the toilet once. This guy with a ruffian smell, spoke Japanese in the Tokyo area, and his words and deeds gave people a feeling of uncertainty.

"Tch, it's agreed that I'll treat you, and it's not like I can't afford it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also put the wallet back in his pocket, and walked back to the box, he still wanted to chat with that person for a while.

When we arrived at the box, Zhongya Nakahara stood at the door, with his hands stiffly placed on the wooden sliding door.There was no one there, as if the scene of the two snatching food and chatting about their brotherhood just now was a dream, and when they woke up, the blond man who called himself "brother" disappeared.

"It's not a dream."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also confused, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

In this world, there is a second gravity controller!

The opponent is powerful and mysterious!

……

"Did you eat a lot today?"

Lan Tang touched Arthur Rimbaud's belly.

Arthur Rimbaud counted his own recipes: "I ate ice cream, high-end cuisine, beer from an izakaya, and skewers. Before I came back to see you, I bought you a cup of hot coffee. I couldn't drink it..."

Lan Tang went to see the hot coffee, because he got off work a little late, the hot coffee was already cold, "Well, thank you for remembering me."

Arthur Rimbaud: "It's cold, so it's mine."

Lan Tang stood up and resolutely heated up the coffee: "No, it's still mine, you can't take back what you gave me."

Arthur Rimbaud slumped softly on the sofa, hugging a pillow with his hands, feeling his enhanced digestion ability. If it were before, he would definitely have diarrhea.

Arthur Rimbaud looked in the direction of the kitchen, drawing out his tone.

"Lan - Tang -"

"what's up?"

"I want to drink absinthe, can you make it?"

"will not."

"Hey, don't you usually drink to keep warm?"

"Even if I drink, I don't touch absinthe, it makes my mind less clear."

Lan Tang came out with the coffee and drank it while blowing on the hot air.

Arthur Rimbaud's eyes were distracted for a moment, and he smiled half a smile: "It's good, people who have been sober all the time don't like absinthe."

His ex-boyfriend was obsessed with absinthe.

In addition, he also liked to drink for a while, but the money in his pocket was often not enough for him to pay for a glass of wine.

Arthur Rimbaud tilted his head: "Smoking?"

Lan Tang replied, "No smoking."

Arthur Rimbaud's eyes widened: "You don't smoke, you don't drink too much. What's your spare time? Do you read?"

Lan Tang nodded.

Arthur Rimbaud immediately tossed a cigarette to Lan Tang: "Try it once."

After Lan Tang received the cigarette, he betrayed himself with his skillful finger pinching movements.

Arthur Rimbaud was rolling with laughter: "Liar, you have smoked, how could there be a mafia who can't smoke!"

Lan Tang gently listened to the other party's nonsense, and watched Arthur Rimbaud who was fooling around with someone outside, and had a faint murderous look towards the person who might spoil the other party.

Arthur Rimbaud is sensitive to murder: "What are you doing?"

Lan Tang sat down and said worriedly: "I'm worried about you, I'm afraid you will be spoiled by others, you didn't touch things you shouldn't touch, did you?"

Arthur Rimbaud: "Shouldn't touch?"

Arthur Rimbaud had a false "sudden realization" face, and dropped Jinglei with a smile: "Of course I have touched it!"

Lan Tang suddenly pinched Arthur Rimbaud's cheek, forcing him to open his mouth, revealing his teeth and tongue coating.

Lan Tang observed carefully: "It seems that there is no addiction."

Arthur Rimbaud whimpered.

Lan Tang frowned, expressing great anger: "How old are you, how can you touch these addictive things!"

Arthur Rimbaud said: "Hmm... I didn't understand..."

Lan Tang's voice was terrifying: "Who seduced you?"

Arthur Rimbaud glanced at the Lantang of the real Verlaine and the fake Rimbaud, his eyes contained a thousand words, and he did not reveal the identity of that person.

Lan Tang's body trembled, infinitely close to the truth.

"it's me?"

"I didn't say anything, don't think about it."

"It must be me..."

Lan Tang over-interpreted this look, grabbed Arthur Rimbaud's shoulder, and said regretfully, "Your former lover was me, we are so familiar, the person who can bring you down must be me..."

Arthur Rimbaud Black Line: "It's not you, don't worry."

Lan Tang froze for a moment, pretending to be affectionate?

Then, Lan Tang quietly asked this rambunctious blond man.

"Excuse me, how many boyfriends have you dated?"

Arthur Rimbaud, who was staggering on the sofa and rubbing his cheeks, said casually: "I only fell once..."

Arthur Rimbaud was startled and said he had slipped.

Lan Tang's smile appeared uncontrollably, and under the slack of the other party, he said what he wanted: "You finally admitted that we are the only male lovers who have ever dated each other."

Arthur Rimbaud immediately changed his words: "I have had countless lovers! I have played with all kinds of men!"

Lan Tang poked Arthur Rimbaud on the forehead with his fingertips, and knocked him down on the sofa without sitting up to refute.

"Shut up, you only have me."