Cos Verlaine's I crossed

France is a romantic country, even the French regional designer who designed the standard island has a romantic mood.

This leads to one thing.

Standard Island has a marriage registry.

No matter the French employees on the island or the French tourists, whether it is love at first sight or love after a long time, they can finalize their marriage here, spend their honeymoon directly, and enjoy the multi-national wedding.

Lan Tang passing by here twitched his eyelids, and slowed down unconsciously, suddenly thinking that he seemed to have given a ring to his partner.

what does this mean?

Lan Tang thought to himself: [I made a lifetime agreement with him before? ! 】

Lan Tang unconsciously looked at Arthur Rimbaud's fingers.

Bare, not to mention the ring, not a trace of the ring mark can be seen!

Arthur Rimbaud looked nonchalant, ignored the building, and waved his hand in front of his face, as if to drive away the sour smell: "This place is different from our painting style, let's go to other places to have a look. "

Lan Tang was dragged forward by Arthur Rimbaud.

Along the way, Lan Tang couldn't help but asked, "Where's our ring?"

Arthur Rimbaud was genuinely surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

Lan Tang was shaken: "It seems... there is..."

Arthur Rimbaud put his hands in his pockets and shrugged his shoulders: "You see, you can't even remember clearly. It's been so long for eight years. The past will just fade away with the wind."

Lan Tang said expressionlessly: "You are really refreshing."

Arthur Rimbaud scratched his cheek with his fingertips, distressed for a while, he really didn't expect that there would be a ring between Lan Tang and his partner in this world, and he had never gotten a ring.

Arthur Rimbaud: "The ring means nothing."

Lan Tang gave the ring, but was stabbed in the back by his beloved partner.

Arthur Rimbaud's eyes were illusory, walking on the street, as if back to the end of the nineteenth century, he met Verlaine not long ago, and they walked together to discuss marriage in Paris, France: "It's the same as marriage, marriage for the sake of marriage people are unhappy, those are not love."

"The combination of interests, self-satisfied possession, stupid and hypocritical promises, anyway, these messy things..."

"Lantang, can you understand what I said?"

Arthur Rimbaud tilted his head.

"can."

Lan Tang nodded, the non-marriage advocate found a resonance, and he was not very clear about the meaning of the ring he gave.

Probably—to give a bond?

Weird idea.

Lan Tang said with empathy: "As long as you love each other, you can be together without getting married. I am a non-marriage advocate. I am used to family conflicts among my colleagues, so I don't even have to fear the life after marriage."

Arthur Rimbaud was beaming, the other was different from his predecessor!Can understand what he means, and can insist on non-marriageism!

A random marriage has never been his wish.

Arthur Rimbaud couldn't understand Rimbaud's thoughts at the age of 37 in "The Biography of Rimbaud", because he was young and energetic, and he had never experienced the torture of illness and the long business trip in Africa.

However, he will learn from it and refer to the change of the other party's mentality.

Every "self" has a different life direction. He wants to avoid the big pit in life and embark on a happy path.

"Lantang~!"

"Ok?"

"Let's go to the lawn! I've got a present for you!"

On the lawn, Arthur Rimbaud wove a pair of straw rope rings. After putting them on, he handed the other to Lan Tang, "It's simple, it's cheaper than buying any gold, silver and diamond rings."

Lan Tang put on the cheap ring with a sense of ridicule.

"But it's not beautiful."

Lantang, a standard visual animal.

"Look at me!"

Arthur Rimbaud climbed onto Lan Tang, spread his legs apart, and knelt on Lan Tang's lap, "As long as I look good, that's fine!"

Lan Tang thought for a second and agreed with this truth.

"alright."

You are right in everything.

Lan Tang pinched Arthur Rimbaud's fake face, still remembering the amazing face he saw in the bathroom yesterday, and his vision was baptized.

A man with such an outstanding appearance must be very popular in the outside world.

Not seeing each other for eight years, there must be countless suitors.

Lan Tang is always confident in his partner, and will not be jealous, because he is also proud of the better the partner, and those who fall in love with appearance are just superficial people.

Lan Tang embraced Arthur Rimbaud in his arms.

There are several couples on the lawn, and their behavior is not abrupt.

Arthur Rimbaud did not insist on taking the lead, but lowered his waist, leaned on him, and blew a breath on the long black hair next to Lan Tang's ear, and the long hair fluttered like a black Butterfly.

"Lantang, what is your dream?"

"Resign, retrieve all your memories, return to your country, give an account of the past, and become a Frenchman again."

"In these dreams, it seems that I don't exist."

"Have."

Lan Tang said seriously: "I want to take you back to the country together."

Arthur Rimbaud looked at the sky and the ground, not letting Lan Tang see his distorted expression of resistance to return home.It would be fine if he was not charged. He didn't want to be dragged and interrogated by the French government.

Lan Tang felt that his partner seemed to be making a funny face, almost hallucinating, he turned the other's head straight in front of him, and the other's expression was indifferent.

Lan Tang said unhappily: "Are you not happy?"

Arthur Rimbaud told the truth: "It's... well... maybe a little more complicated than you think."

Lan Tang said, "How are you doing after I'm gone?"

Arthur Rimbaud substituted into the life of the original book, the assassin king traveled around freely, he resumed his smile: "It's been a good life."

Lan Tang: "..."

I'm gone, are you doing well?

Partner, you don't consider my mood at all when you speak!

Arthur Rimbaud was stared at by Lan Tangsen coldly, and he said happily: "Don't look at me with such eyes, what kind of bastard am I, you should have figured it out a long time ago, if you don't know it, don't worry, wait for you to recover Memory, you know that I have changed a lot for you!"

Lan Tang choked to death.

Arthur Rimbaud kisses Lantang on the cheek in a small animal way.

"you are the best."

Better than thousands of Verlaines!

"...I've never heard you say that before. In my memory, you are indifferent to me. Is this how you treat me?"

Lan Tang's heart softened, it was finally not a hot face but a cold butt.

"That's why I didn't know how to cherish it before!" Arthur Rimbaud vowed, scolding another self who didn't know what to do, "You don't cheat, you don't have bad habits, you are considerate and gentle to me, and you think of me in everything!"

Lan Tang listened and found something was wrong, is he so good?

Wait, I seem to be reprimanding you often in my memory?Saying you're emotional and not putting tasks first makes you glaring.

This……

No problem, go on, the power of time is too powerful.

Lan Tang chose to smile.

People like a better self and a better future, and Arthur Rimbaud has taken another step forward on the road of whitewashing himself.

During the trip on the island, Arthur Rimbaud spent Lan Tang's money, not only eating the rare white truffle, but also enjoying the treatment of a rich man. He helped the other party "eliminate" the black money with confidence, and returned to Lan Tang. Contributed his strength in the process of going to France.

The quasi-cadres of the port mafia used all their property to support Arthur Rimbaud willingly, and the savings were disappearing rapidly every day.

Sky-high seafood, expensive suites, everything.

Lan Tang thought to himself: This can be regarded as compensation for my partner. I never spent any money for him when we dated before.

Arthur Rimbaud's performance as a rich man was too straightforward, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation were all prepared by the other party. The patron saint behind the scenes on the island shook his head with his pampered appearance, and he deeply understood the difference between the two.

Outsiders see it better than Lantang.

Arthur Rimbaud had a filter for Lan Tang, why didn't Lan Tang not, Lan Tang immersed himself in the happiness of the two getting back together.

Jules Verne said to himself: "Even if I don't know Paul Verlaine, I also know a little about the assassination of the king. Be mindful of other people, and not share a bed with them."

Time passed quickly. Seeing that the tourist visas of Arthur Rimbaud and Lan Tang were about to end, Jules Verne made a decision.

He wanted to have another drink with the other party in the bar.

——Drink with different powers!

The night before the farewell, Arthur Rimbaud received a letter from the hotel waiter, seeing the invitation, he decided to go to the appointment without saying a word.

Lan Tang was worried and wanted to go with him, Arthur Rimbaud said.

"can you drink alcohol?"

"meeting."

"No problem, let's go together! Let's force that person to death together!"

"You have a grudge against him?"

"No, I just don't like to see the other party's quiet appearance, I like wilder people!"

Arthur Rimbaud put his hands together and finalized the itinerary.

Lan Tang muttered in his heart.

Do you like wild people?It's so hard, how can I show it?