Cos Verlaine's I crossed

Arthur Rimbaud didn't know each other at all, so he tentatively said, "I've never met you, what's your last name, and which school's teacher are you?"

The glamorous man in glasses replied, "George Izanbal."

Arthur Rimbaud was very surprised when he heard the name, and asked again and again.

This man called himself Georges Izambal, and he taught literature at the Ecole Normale Supérieure in Paris.After some conversations, the other party stared at him as if lamenting that a person does not know how to make progress, which made Arthur Rimbaud feel guilty that he had been caught playing truant.

A sense of time-space dislocation arises spontaneously.

Arthur Rimbaud found the link between the two worlds.

George Izanbal, the name of his second-grade teacher, B.A., was a youth wearing pince-nez, far less handsome.

Arthur Rimbaud was once caught in prison for fare evasion, and he was so poor that he wrote pitifully to the other party for help.In the letter, he described the other party as his big brother, he would love him for the rest of his life, respect him like his father, and only asked the other party to quickly find a way to save himself.

Georges Izanbal gave up his vacation when he saw the letter, ran to rescue him without saying a word, and paid a high compensation of 13 francs for him.

The teacher rescued Arthur Rimbaud without asking for anything in return, so that Arthur Rimbaud often wrote letters to contact him in the future, telling what he saw and heard in other places. The embryonic form of the letter.

George Izanbal is not a literary giant, and no one has written a biography for him. Perhaps he himself has written some essays and poems, but it is basically impossible for him to be projected into this world of literary giants with his talent.

The only place where Georges Izanbal can be associated with a literary giant is the close connection with Arthur Rimbaud in the early stage of Rimbaud.

He is Rimbaud's teacher, Rimbaud's beloved.

His existence also reminded Rimbaud——

Don't just walk away with the things I promised blindly in panic, don't think about time travel, sooner or later I will find a chance to fulfill it.

"It turned out to be Mr. Yizangbal, where did you go for beauty care? Why are you so much more beautiful than before?" Arthur Rimbaud greeted him with a surprised expression, turning his face faster than turning a book. Can you see the unruly one minute ago?

"Don't pull my arm, show some respect." George Izanbal looked at him suspiciously, and Arthur Rimbaud said with a smile: "Teacher, let's go, I see that you are wearing a teacher's card and you are going back to school Bar?"

Arthur Rimbaud took the bait and went to see what was going on.

The other party has the ability to take him to school!

George Izanbal nodded, and said with satisfaction: "Go back to school together, remember to write a self-criticism if you skip class."

Arthur Rimbaud said carelessly: "Small, I am familiar with this."

George Izanbal: "..."

Facing Arthur Rimbaud's restrained and aggressive performance, Georges Izanbal...that is, Charles Baudelaire dressed as a teacher was puzzled.

【Why does Verlaine's brother play cards unreasonably? 】

Before Charles Baudelaire came, he thought that there were two possibilities. The first possibility was that Arthur Rimbaud recognized his face, and the second possibility was that Verlaine’s brother didn’t know his face but didn’t trust him at all. his words.

Charles Baudelaire originally thought that he would have to spend a little time to trick Verlaine's brother into going to school. Who would have expected it to go so smoothly?

[Could it be that I used the wrong identity, he happened to know George Izanbal, and recognized me as George Izanbal. 】

While dealing with Arthur Rimbaud, Charles Baudelaire's brain quickly recalled the other's expression when he first met, zooming in on the details.

【He is puzzled about my purpose of coming. 】

[I don't know, this is not the expression of seeing an acquaintance. 】

Letting go of his suspicions, Charles Baudelaire was refreshed when he heard the other party talking about Mr. Izanbar, and he didn't care about the other party's familiarity.

Charles Baudelaire asked as usual: "Why is your skin dark?"

Arthur Rimbaud spoke the truth: "I did a tan on purpose to make myself more handsome."

Charles Baudelaire was surprised, didn't it come from the sun?

Arthur Rimbaud rolled up his long sleeves and happily showed his skin to the other party.

"Look! The creaky nest is white!"

"—I saw it."

Charles Baudelaire thought the other was funny.

The two walked along the beautiful Seine River and arrived at the Ecole Normale Supérieure without taking a car.

Arthur Rimbaud didn't have a student ID card, and his clothes didn't look like a student's. He was handsome and wild, full of idleness, but he successfully entered the school, and his unforgettable face played a decisive role.

"Go back to the classroom, write the review and leave it to me." Charles Baudelaire patted the blank face of the other party with the folder in his hand.

"Wait!" Arthur Rimbaud was cheeky and pulled him back, "Teacher, I lost my schedule, which classroom should I go to?"

Charles Baudelaire opened the folder and pulled out a schedule.

Arthur Rimbaud took it and looked at it.

Oh wow.

There are quite a lot of courses, just like revisiting the campus by yourself.

When saying goodbye, Arthur Rimbaud gave the other party a bright smile, not caring about George Izanbal's mistaken identity.He looked around to find the corresponding classroom, and his tall back was not very obtrusive in the school.

Charles Baudelaire watched Verlaine's brother leave with great joy.

"That smile looks very sunny."

It's not like Verlaine at all, the smile is as fake as it is.

Arthur Rimbaud came to the teaching building, and the voices of teachers teaching and educating people could be heard in the corridor.He counted the house numbers, stopped outside a classroom, hunched over, and looked through the glass windows at the rows of students inside.

On the seat in the middle of the third row, Paul Verlaine looked down at a book. He was no longer a dangerous assassin king. A brown coat and black sweater replaced a white suit, and a silver necklace hung around his neck as the young man's jewelry.

Anyone who saw him for the first time would not believe that he was the assassin king, and he was perfectly integrated into the school through his attire.

Arthur Rimbaud's eyes widened in disbelief.

How to do it?

It's not enough to ask Paul Verlaine to apologize to the Phantom, but Paul Verlaine is willing to go to school to deal with ordinary people?

Paul Verlaine noticed his sight and saw his brother outside the window.

The eyes of the two brothers met.

Paul Verlaine was overjoyed, Arthur Rimbaud was too surprised to speak.

Arthur Rimbaud also knew about this prestigious school established during the French Revolution, but he did not expect Paris to retain this school.

Arthur Rimbaud looked at the podium again, good guy, Lan Tang is the teacher.

No wonder the teacher is still alive series?

Romain Rolland at the same table poked Paul Verlaine's waist, and received an impatient look back from the other party. Romain Rolland asked, "Is that your brother?"

Paul Verlaine: "Yes."

Alexander Dumas had a bad opinion of Verlaine's brother upon hearing the news.Not to mention the troubles caused by the "Fun God", during the global power war, France urgently needed a transcendent to sit in, and the opponent never showed up.

A wild transcendent who does not want to serve the country and refuses to fulfill his obligations.

Alexander Dumas thought to himself: [I don't know how strong it is. 】

Lan Tang said: "Quiet, don't chat."

Lan Tang stopped the whispering in the classroom. After Arthur Rimbaud appeared, the students in the classroom couldn't control their excitement.

Two of France's top twin beauties!

One sat and went to school in the classroom, and the other stood outside to look inside.

Lan Tang said to the eager Paul Verlaine: "Don't leave the class." Lan Tang, who became a teacher, suppressed the classroom, and put up a double standard, "I'll go out for a while, and you review your textbooks."

Paul Verlaine propped his cheeks and his eyes lingered on his brother until Landang closed the classroom door and took Arthur Rimbaud away.

around the corner.

Lan Tang said gently: "You are here."

Arthur Rimbaud had a lot of questions, and Lan Tang explained: "As you can see, Paul is willing to let go of his identity and take a look at the world of ordinary people."

Arthur Rimbaud narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure it's not just a fad?"

Lan Tang said: "It's not sure. After all, someone stimulated him. Among his classmates, there are two French transcendents."

Arthur Rimbaud blinked, paying no attention to the others.

"Alexander Dumas and Romain Rolland." Lan Tang revealed the information to him, "It is good for Paul to have a good relationship with them."

Arthur Rimbaud: "Oh."

Arthur Rimbaud was concerned: "Is George Izanbal their literature teacher?"

Lan Tang nodded.

Arthur Rimbaud had mixed feelings, paced around, and suddenly said to Lan Tang: "Tell him for me to treat the teacher better."

Lan Tang said melancholy: "You might as well go and talk to him in person, the effect will be better, he usually only listens to what you say."

Arthur Rimbaud stared dryly: "I don't want to see him."

Lan Tang said, "But you're here."

Arthur Rimbaud was taken aback, and felt a little shy invisibly.

Saying that he didn't care about his stinky brother, he still came to the school to find out, and wanted to know if Paul Verlaine had become a student.

"Lantang, can you even bear me for him?"

"I think... there is a misunderstanding between us." Lan Tang knew that there was a misunderstanding when he heard his words, "Ranbo, I believe you didn't mean to deceive me, I can see that you have your own pride..."

"No!" Arthur Rimbaud turned his head, "I'm just here to deceive your feelings on purpose, and I want to see you make a fool of yourself!"

Lan Tang clenched the palm of his hand, allowing a humanoid to manifest its power.

"I have supernatural abilities of the lie detector type here."

"!!!"

Arthur Rimbaud was shocked and cursed: "You are shameless!"

Lan Tang said calmly: "I haven't activated his supernatural ability yet, so I can't be called shameless. You scolded him a little earlier."

Arthur Rimbaud scolded: "Despicable! Insidious! You have the ability to use your methods on Paul Verlaine!"

Lan Tang frowned, you really have various reasons to scold people.

"Rimbaud, do you want to consider going to school with Paul? I think your cultural accomplishment is also very limited."

"I used to be obedient to me, but now I think I'm rude?!"

Arthur Rimbaud spat back.

"...I didn't mean that." Lan Tang's face was burning hot and he was terribly ashamed, and he said nonchalantly, "I hope you two get back together."

Arthur Rimbaud viciously: "That day is impossible!"

Lan Tang changed his words: "Paul is very worried about you, how are you doing recently? Do you need me to provide you with housing and funds?"

Arthur Rimbaud struggled: "Do you have a lot of money?"

Lan Tang was the one who paid Baudelaire's debts, and he replied cautiously: "There is not much money, and it can barely support the three of you."

Arthur Rimbaud curled his lips: "A lackey of the Mafia."

Lan Tang was helpless: "I have already changed my career."

Arthur Rimbaud refused to let him go: "A lackey of the French government!"

Lan Tang is not a temperless person. After being scolded for so long, he pinched Arthur Rimbaud's face in a flash, and pulled it down heavily. Arthur Rimbaud yelled: "You Sneak attack!"

Lan Tang blocked Arthur Rimbaud between the two walls at the corner, and kindly reminded: "Be quiet, the students will hear you."

Arthur Rimbaud covered his painful cheeks, and wanted to spit on Lan Tang's face, and Lan Tang hurriedly covered the other's agitated mouth.

"I've convinced you, don't do this, I saw you just to explain the situation, not to fight with you."

"Uuuuh—!!"

"Listen to me, Paul's studies are progressing very well, he likes your poetry very much, and he is expected to become the next poet in the future."

Lan Tang comforted the other party.

Arthur Rimbaud's blue eyes lost their anger and flickered strangely.

poet?

Could Paul Verlaine write poetry?

Lan Tang said: "Your poems are very beautiful. From them, I can see your thoughts of going up against the current and sympathizing with the bottom. Rimbaud, you have also experienced war and suffered a lot. I have no resentment towards you. You are Paul's Brother, I am a relative of Paul, we are a family."

Arthur Rimbaud's subdued temper returned.

[You think beautifully!You are family! 】

Lan Tang understood the other party's gaze, and lamented in his heart that since the breakup in Japan, his relationship with Arthur Rimbaud has not been repaired.

However, what Lan Tang said was the truth.

"Next weekend, I decided to take Paul home to meet my parents. I will tell them that I have someone I love, and this life will not change. This is my dream before I lost my memory. After the war, I will meet my relatives and I will never have to worry about it again." Go be a spy who can't see the light."

"..."

Lantang's parents?Arthur Rimbaud's heart was full of endless sadness, were they Verlaine's parents or Rimbaud's parents?

Lan Tang let go, Arthur Rimbaud leaned against the wall and lowered his head.

"Lantang, do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"No."

Lan Tang is an only child, with his fighting talent, if he had brothers and sisters, he would definitely be trained by the Paris Commune.

Arthur Rimbaud sniffed: "I congratulate you in advance."

Lan Tang asked, "Are you coming together as a guest?"

Artille Rimbaud patted Kai Lantang's hand, "You don't need to look for me for your good business—" He was down for only a few seconds, and when he raised his head, he was the proud windbreaker, "I'm going to see Julian parents!"

Lan Tang was confused: "Who is Julian? Your new boyfriend?"

It's normal for French people to have multiple boyfriends.

It's just that Lan Tang's teacher didn't tell him about the male prostitute, so Lan Tang didn't know the latest situation of Arthur Rimbaud.

Arthur Rimbaud slipped away from Lan Tang, climbed over the railing, and jumped off the teaching building, "The man who gave me a family!"

On a street in Paris, Julian received the news in advance, changed his way on the way home, and hid in the shadow behind the street lamp.

He saw Charles Baudelaire!

The other party was sitting under the open-air canopy of the coffee shop, stirring the coffee, with his feet up. His comfortable sitting posture made him look reserved and noble.

Charles Baudelaire looked at his watch: "Why haven't you come yet?"

Having met the unique Arthur Rimbaud, Charles Baudelaire decided to meet Julian again and get to know both of them.

Julian's face changed and changed.

For the current plan, the two sides have to spend it to see who will leave first.

Charles Baudelaire has plenty of patience and is not at all irritable. He has endless thoughts about Julian with a mysterious background.

【Someone must be found to distract Baudelaire. 】

Julian thought that Rimbaud was waiting for him to cook at home, and he was probably hungry. He became anxious and calculated the names of his helpers.

Such trivial matters will not disturb the French who are already off work.

The other colleagues are all human beings.

Julian thought about it for a while, and it would be best once and for all to let Baudelaire misunderstand his background and stop investigating himself.With dark eyes, he dialed the number of the person he hated the most.

"Voltaire, I promised you to see my boyfriend, but you have to do me a favor and call Baudelaire away."

10 minute later.

Voltaire invited Charles Baudelaire, who was waiting for a rabbit, to go away. Voltaire claimed that he would be too lonely to eat French sweet pot tonight.

Julian's journey home was smooth.

After finally avoiding people, Julian turned the key to open the door, and when he entered, he saw Arthur Rimbaud lying on the sofa hungrily.Arthur Rimbaud usually has a good appetite, eats a lot, and is full of energy. He rarely shows such a listless side.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the blond man moved his head to the armrest of the sofa, and spoke softly to his partner.

"Julian, I want meat."

Julian stepped forward, rubbed Arthur Rimbaud's head, and said in his heart: [I'll give you whatever rare meat you want. 】

Julian got down on one knee, took Arthur Rimbaud's hand, and kissed the back of it.

"My dear lady, I have kept you waiting."

……

Voltaire's house.

Charles Baudelaire rolled the food with melted cheese.

"Why did you suddenly think of having dinner with me?" Charles Baudelaire smiled, wanting to find out what was behind the other party's saintly demeanor. Why did such a French moral model anger Rousseau everywhere.

Voltaire spoke nicely: "I miss you, Charles, and eating with you whets my appetite."

Charles Baudelaire, who had never heard any sweet talk, asked unmoved: "Julien is your man?"

Voltaire smiled and said, "Yes."

Charles Baudelaire asked no further questions.

In France, who doesn't have few friends who hide secrets.

When the meal was over, Charles Baudelaire teased habitually: "Seeing that you live in poverty like a monk, do you want me to stay for the night?"

Voltaire's eyes brightened slightly: "Will Charles be willing?"

When Charles Baudelaire saw his dignified and flawless face, which seemed to reflect the filth of the world, he could not arouse any thoughts of beauty.He judged that Voltaire was inviting him to talk at night by candlelight, and refused: "I have several mansions in Paris waiting for me to go back to enjoy, why live in your house, there is no second bedroom here, and the sofa in the living room is too hard."

Voltaire stiffened: "..."

Isn't it obvious enough what he said?There is no secondary bedroom, you can live in the master bedroom.

Voltaire failed to extend his hand to keep him, and looked at the swaying "Flower of Evil" lonely, misunderstood what he meant, and left.

This is the truth that he has been single all along!