Cos Verlaine's I crossed

Enlightened by Julian, Arthur Rimbaud seems to have seen a brand new path, but... this path is a bit exciting.

In the morning, Arthur Rimbaud was rolling in bed, addicted to playing with his mobile phone.Julian didn't go to work on weekends and concentrated on cleaning. The two didn't hire nannies and cleaning staff, and they did everything by themselves.

After an hour, Arthur Rimbaud finally "notified" Julian's hard work, changed his posture, and shouted cheers to Julian.

As the saying goes, there will be no disappointment without hope. Julian is very calm and never expects Arthur Rimbaud to do housework.

What's more, he said that he would raise Rimbaud as his wife for a while.

With the money earned from selling yourself in the past...

He didn't think the money would be hot. He didn't steal it or grab it. It was not much different from Baudelaire's behavior of looking for rich women to take care of him. After all, he would also choose high-quality customers to prevent sexually transmitted diseases, and he was not the type who refused all comers.

Arthur Rimbaud changed his comfortable posture again on the bed, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a beautiful body, like a picture of a beauty in the morning light.

"Hey Chuya, are you sleeping?"

Arthur Rimbaud dialed Nakahara Chuya's cell phone number out of boredom, switched to Japanese, and did not directly address his brother.

The safest place in the Central Plains is that they are not related by blood.

Even if the French government tracked down Japan, they would at most regard Zhongya Nakahara as the godbrother recognized by Arthur Rimbaud.Even if Chuya Chuya's supernatural ability is exposed, there is no shortage of similar supernatural abilities in the world. With Lantang's help to cover it up, the French government cannot immediately think of the mission eight years ago.

Arthur Rimbaud looked away from the three-brother relationship concluded because of Paul Verlaine. It would be nice to have such a younger brother who respects the old and loves the young.

"You are also studying? He found a teacher for you... Haha, it's not bad, you should learn more..." Artille Rimbaud was chatting nonchalantly, and Zhongyuan Zhongye asked about the situation of the two of them, he He didn't say anything bad about Verlaine, but said briefly, "This is a private matter between me and him. It has nothing to do with you. You can just get along with him normally."

Julian lowered his head and wiped the floor, hearing Japanese raise his eyebrows calmly.

Rimbaud has a good relationship with the Japanese?

I heard that a student of Baudelaire had an accident in Japan and lived in Japan for eight years. I guess there is an undisclosed relationship between the two?

Julian, who can't understand Japanese, memorized the pronunciation of a few words a little bit, and didn't care about the rest-it was Julian here.

Zhongya Nakahara asked Verlaine which school he was in, and Arthur Rimbaud casually called it "Supérieure Normale Supérieure de Paris", and joked with the Japanese boy: "Do you want to study in France?"

Through the phone, Arthur Rimbaud seemed to be able to see Chuya Nakahara shaking his head frantically. It seemed that it was a common problem not to like going to school.

"Don't worry about him, Lan Tang is protecting him, he's almost home in France." Arthur Rimbaud snorted coldly, and muttered, "Lantang took him to see his parents, Chuya, you There will be another sister-in-law soon."

Nakahara, who is far away in Yokohama, is also dumbfounded, sister-in-law?

Has the relationship between Brother Verlaine and Mr. Lan Tang reached this point? !

Zhong Yuan also asked: "Are they going to get married? Is it too late for me to prepare a gift and send it there?"

Arthur Rimbaud smacked his lips: "...married? It's too early."

Zhongyuan Zhong was also confused: "Brother Lan Bo, you already made me call Mr. Lan Tang my sister-in-law. Don't they think about getting married after meeting their parents?"

Arthur Rimbaud plugs the question with "French customs are different".

Two men who are in love will consider marriage.

Verlaine has a foundation of affection for Lan Tang, and he will be able to water the flowers of love in the future, but he is far from giving up.

Arthur Rimbaud ended the call with a language problem: "Stop talking, learn French for me, and I will use French for the next communication."

Zhong Yuanzhong also agreed with a bitter face.

One gave him a French teacher, and the other gave him French test questions. These two brothers really don't want him to stay in Japan for a long time.

However, he was very curious about elder brother Verlaine's meeting with his parents. With regard to the other party's temper, would he be able to handle Mr. Lantang's parents smoothly?

Uh... it's my sister-in-law.

Leaving the bustling Paris, Lan Tang took Paul Verlaine back to his hometown in another city in France, happily sharing his feelings with relatives and friends along the way.A few hours later, he knocked on the door of his house, saw his parents, held the identity certificate issued by the French government, and successfully completed the identification.

At the dinner table, Lan Tang was greeted by his mother and questioned by his father, so he explained to his parents the situation of serving the country after his fake death.

"It's a secret, I can't explain too much. From now on, I will settle in Paris and work for the French government." Lan Tang firmly held Paul Verlaine's hand that was too nasty and wanted to avoid it, and told his parents firmly, "This is My comrade in arms and my life partner.”

Lan Tang's parents had complex expressions, staring at Paul Verlaine, a Nordic god with a perfect appearance and a sense of profligacy, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a law-abiding generation, and the probability of cheating is astonishingly high.

"Paul, do your comrade's... parents agree?"

"..."

With the sound of "Paul", Paul Verlaine looked at Lan Tang's parents reflexively, and Lan Tang froze for a moment, realizing that he was calling himself.

Paul Verlaine.

This was Lan Tang's real name in the past.

Lan Tang replied tactfully: "He has no parents, he went to the battlefield very early, and only one elder brother is left as a blood relative."

Lan Tang's mother asked again: "What's the name of this child?"

Paul Verlaine was like a mute, without answering, he looked away.

Hand over all troublesome matters to Lan Tang.

Lan Tang's egg hurts.

"Because of some secrets, he and I exchanged names so that the enemy could not find out about my family." Lan Tang maintained his composure, and behind his smile was the embarrassment of digging his toes. "Over the years, our names have changed. , Mom, you can call him Paul too."

Lantang's parents were silent, and the atmosphere of the lunch became dull.

It is a surprise to see his son come back from the dead, and it is an honor to serve the country, but the son finally returned home, but brought a boyfriend and said that he would settle in Paris, and the two exchanged names, all kinds of ordinary people Incomprehensible circumstances shattered the atmosphere of reunion.

After dinner, Lan Tang's parents cleaned up the room and prepared a second bedroom for Lan Tang and Paul Verlaine to rest.

Paul Verlaine looked through the small objects in the room and had no objection to this.

Lantang was very pleased with Paul's performance after returning home with him, and he was not afraid of Paul's quietness, but afraid of his shocking words and frightening his parents.

"Paul, I'm going to talk to my mother for a while. You can rest here. There are a lot of my old things in the room. You can take a look."

After speaking, Lan Tang hugged Paul Verlaine and went out to face his parents.

But Lantang didn't see——

Paul Verlaine rummaged through several old photo frames, looking for the figures of his relatives and friends. Suddenly, he stopped, and saw a young couple in intimate movements in a photo long forgotten by Lan Tang.

Paul Verlaine's calm expression was tinged with interest.

"Ok?"

Look what a secret he discovered.

When Lantang came back to see Paul Verlaine, the old photo disappeared. Paul Verlaine sat by the bed and read the international news.

Lan Tang brought some daily necessities to Paul Verlaine, bent down to read the news on the other party's mobile phone, and asked relatives and friends for their opinions: "The room is a bit shabby. Let's stay here for one night, is it okay?"

Paul Verlaine smiled and replied: "Yes."

Lan Tang was terrified by his laughter.

"Paul?"

"No peeking, I want to send a message to my brother."

Knowing from his younger brother that his elder brother did not change his cell phone number, Paul Verlaine continued to harass Rimbaud regardless of being blocked.

Lan Tang didn't look at it, but was faintly curious, could the two brothers still chat?

Well edited by Paul Verlaine.

[Brother, I was a guest at a friend’s parents’ house, and I came across an old photo of my friend. He had a little girlfriend before, but he never told me about it. He kept it well hidden. If my brother doesn’t reply within 10 minutes, I will Just go kill that little girlfriend. 】

His white-gloved finger clicked the button and the text message was sent successfully.

10 minutes passed...

The phone vibrated, indicating a new text message.

His elder brother, who had been in a cold war with him for more than a month, replied to him: [No killing is allowed. 】

The corner of Paul Verlaine's mouth curled up, and he knew you would read the text message.

[Okay, I promise not to kill her, I just wanted my brother to reply me, I hope my brother will not misunderstand. 】

Who said that the EQ of the Assassin King would not grow.

After understanding the society of ordinary people, Paul Verlaine knew how to restrain his fangs, at least to ensure that he would not kill people within the scope of Rimbaud's discovery.

"This bastard!"

Arthur Rimbaud beat the bed, fell short, and replied to the other party himself!

Kill kill kill, you know how to kill!

He swore to ignore Verlaine's mess, but he had to intervene because of Lan Tang's former little girlfriend.

Seeing that Rimbaud was so excited, Julian thought he was scolding his ex-boyfriend, so he leaned over to comfort him. Arthur Rimbaud said angrily: "I'm fine, I'm just popular. Why hasn't the French government released it yet?" Criminals caught in prison, let him eat in prison!"

Julian guessed that the other party was scolding Paul Verlaine.

In order not to reveal his secrets, Julian frowned and said in a deep voice, "Have you been threatened? We can go to the police station to report the incident."

Arthur Rimbaud's anger gradually subsided, and he sighed.

"Reporting the case is useless."

Is the Paris police capable of keeping the assassin king in check?

"If it is a special person who is difficult to deal with... Otherwise, try the Paris Commune's reporting line?"

Julien made a tentative suggestion, Arthur Rimbaud scratched his head, and the Paris Commune had a reporting hotline?

Arthur Rimbaud was interested: "What's the number?"

Julian gave a string of local numbers.

Arthur Rimbaud did not use his mobile phone, but immediately dialed the number of the Paris Commune with Julian's mobile phone, shouting: "I want to report the internationally wanted criminal - Paul Verlaine!!!"

In ancient times, there was a saying that righteousness destroys relatives, but now there is a brother who reports on his younger brother!

After the leader of the Paris Commune learned of this incident, he choked on the black tea, coughed continuously, and burst into tears from laughing.

"Verlaine's brother reported Verlaine?"

"What is the reason for the report, just the identity of the wanted criminal?"

Charles Baudelaire asked his subordinates continuously.

The subordinate didn't smile, and said rather uneasy: "He reported that the assassin king threatened him, saying that he would kill his current boyfriend's ex-girlfriend..."

Charles Baudelaire was stunned by the content of the report and couldn't understand: "Wait, let's be clear, whose current boyfriend and whose ex-girlfriend?"

The subordinate spoke cautiously: "If I understand correctly, it refers to the ex-girlfriend of Assassin Wang's current boyfriend."

When Charles Baudelaire heard that he was in trouble, he assassinated Wang's current boyfriend—isn't this his student?

Charles Baudelaire wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief to cover up his convulsions, and took a deep breath for the inscrutable logical relationship: "Verlaine used the life of Attil's ex-girlfriend to threaten his brother Rimbaud..."

This time it was Baudelaire's subordinates who were dumbfounded.

Arthur?Rimbaud?

Charles Baudelaire didn't explain the issue of the same name, he waved his hand, "Go down, I know what's going on."

Later, Charles Baudelaire recruited intelligence personnel to inquire about the student's whereabouts, and learned that the student and Verlaine had returned to their hometown on the weekend, so they somehow knew how the ex-girlfriend's affair was exposed.

"Do you want to intervene?"

Charles Baudelaire thought about it for a while, and gave up notifying Lan Tang. He ordered to send someone to protect the ex-girlfriend's family in secret.

Charles Baudelaire knew Lan Tang's experience before he became a supernatural spy agent better than Lan Tang himself. He naturally knew that the other party had a little girlfriend when he was 14 years old, and they broke up after feigning death.

As long as there is nothing wrong with the ex-girlfriend, let the two of them get along.

French man.

The more excellent you are, the less likely you are to stick to one thing.

In Lan Tang's old home, the real test was still at night. Lan Tang and Paul Verlaine slept on the same bed, the one covered with a quilt, Paul Verlaine didn't care, and Lan Tang had to restrain his feelings for Verlaine. I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, and my ears couldn't help but listen to the movement next door.

The sound insulation effect of the room is not very good, and the two of them are people with sensitive hearing, so they can vaguely hear the discussion of their parents in the master bedroom.

"He's just like that... from now on... he won't get married..."

Lan Tang covered Verlaine's ears with his hands. Compared with getting married, it is more important to guard the people around him.He coaxed the other party to fall asleep: "Don't listen, if it's still very noisy, I'll use the subspace to help you soundproof."

"Friends and relatives, don't block my ears, I want to listen to their voices." Paul Verlaine insisted on listening, with an unusually strong interest.

Lan Tang's eyelids twitched: "You care?"

Paul Verlaine was stopped by the question, and pondered: "Probably... yes."

Lan Tang thought that Verlaine cared about family relations, so he became tender: "Let's listen together, don't worry, the most important person in my heart must be you."

Paul Verlaine received another love ball and backhanded it back.

"It's a pity that the most important thing to me is not you, but my brother and brother."

"It's okay, I can accept it."

What else could Lantang do, of course he forgave the other party.

Lan Tang enjoys the relaxation at this moment, how warm it is to go back to his hometown and listen to his parents' conversation in an intimate hug...

In the master bedroom, Lantang's mother said to her husband: "The son is back, shall we notify Paul's girlfriend? She was very sad..."

Lan Tang's father nodded, somewhat hoping that his son's sexual orientation could be corrected.

Suddenly it is a terrible big news!

Lan Tang: "!!!"

He was terrified, and instantly isolated the entire room with a subspace!

In the glittering "Color Paintings", Paul Verlaine felt the low temperature in the subspace, and with a smile on his face, he slowly sat up from the bed, straddled Lan Tang's waist, and said in a soft tone.

"Friends and relatives, what's the rush? I haven't finished listening. You have such important news about a girlfriend. How can you not let me know?"

"..."

Lantang felt that Paul's body couldn't even warm him up.

He almost couldn't tell whether Paul was telling the truth, or being eccentric, otherwise it would be easy to kill someone!

Lan Tang made a decisive decision: "Paul, if you admit that you are jealous for me, I will tell you the whole process."

Paul Verlaine choked.

Looking down at Lan Tang, Paul Verlaine said, "I'm not jealous."

Lan Tang regained his composure: "That's good."

Paul Verlaine: "..." What's wrong with that?

Because the person he fell in love with was a partner, Lantang's view of love was out of touch with normal people, after all normal people couldn't catch up with Paul Verlaine.

It was a good thing that Lan Tang didn't perceive the murderous intent, and said carefully, "I joined the French government at the age of 14, and met you at the age of 15. Before that, I lived in this city, influenced by my peers, and regarded love as a As a standard for my own maturity, I dated a girlfriend..."

There is nothing to say later. After Lantang awakened his supernatural powers, became a teacher of Charles Baudelaire, and hid his identity to become a supernatural spy, his girlfriend became an ex-girlfriend, and the two were no longer in the same world.

Paul Verlaine wanted to see Lan Tang feel guilty, but he didn't.

"Friends, you have let me down."

"Paul..."

"Don't you have any other black material to talk about? Next time I chat with my brother, I can have something to talk about."

"Sorry...no..."

Lan Tang gritted his teeth to answer, he is not Maupassant!

Seeing that Lantang's eyes were open and there was nothing to hide, Paul Verlaine also felt a little subtle emotion: 【Under the environment where the French are messing around, my relatives and friends turned out to be an ex-girlfriend. 】

Paul Verlaine lowered his voice: "That was the first time?"

Lan Tang looked directly at each other: "Yes, the time we were together was the first time, I won't lie to you."

Paul Verlaine stroked Lantang's eye sockets with his fingertips to soothe the unforgettable melancholy of the other party. After eight years, Lantang was no longer high-spirited, and he was not as calm as a 27-year-old French transcendent.

"No wonder I was hooked right away."

Paul Verlaine's words made Lan Tang laugh, and Lan Tang said, "Paul, don't take seduction as a matter of course."

"I went to bed with you to protect myself, but you lack self-control." Paul Verlaine admitted his thoughts back then, without a trace of shame.As a watchdog of the anti-government organization with blood on his hands, after killing his master, he survived in the French government, how could he be a fool for nothing.

Lan Tang was melancholy: "Friends and relatives, don't pierce this illusion, let me take your attachment to me as real."

Paul Verlaine demanded: "The true must be distinguished from the false."

Lan Tang said: "Okay, you are right, I will definitely distinguish the truth from the false, do you have anything else you want to know?"

Paul Verlaine didn't have many topics to talk about, so he was speechless for a moment.

"Friends and relatives."

Thinking of one thing, Paul Verlaine put his hands on the bed on both sides of Lantang's head, and his expression became rare and serious.

Lan Tang thought he was going to talk about something important.

result--

As soon as Paul Verlaine opened his mouth, he could break people's defenses: "I don't mind my brother and I being with you, can you help me control him?" When it comes to restraining Rimbaud, Paul Verlaine's confidence in Rimbaud is not Plenty, the next best thing is, "just keep him out and mess around."

Lan Tang was shocked and confused beyond words.

Paul Verlaine's blue eyes were so beautiful that he reminded people of his brother.

"Only you can rest assured."

Lan Tang.

The only good man left in the French Transcendence.

……

That night, Lan Tang called Arthur Rimbaud, woke him up from the male prostitute's bed, and informed him with extremely serious words.

"Brother Paul, I interrupted your rest. This incident happened suddenly. Paul may have learned some terrible knowledge abroad and mistook it for common sense. My words are useless. You need to educate Paul."

"???"

"Paul proposes that you, me, and him be together."

"??????"

"I rejected him, thinking that this matter extremely disrespected your opinion. He thought I was duplicity, and he also thought that you would agree. The reason is that a family should be together and good things should be shared together."

"—Hiss—Lantang, tell him to roll over."

"Paul, come here, your favorite brother is going to call you."

Lantang called Paul Verlaine, but after being rejected, Paul Verlaine who ignored Lantang was sleeping on his side by the bed and glared at him.

Paul Verlaine took the phone not very happy.

"elder brother."

The next second, Arthur Rimbaud's curses came from the phone, and the European swearwords from the 21th century to the [-]st century erupted, baptizing the bewildered Paul Verlaine from head to toe.

Even Lan Tang was caught and crazily abused, and he couldn't escape the crime of being implicated, so he covered his ears.

This unreliable duo thoroughly pissed off Arthur Rimbaud.

"Lantang! Verlaine! If you want to cover your ass and go to the hospital, I will help you! Let you make the French headlines tomorrow!!!"

……

It's terrifying...

This momentum can kill the "Ten Disasters".

Julian witnessed Arthur Rimbaud's madness in the middle of the night.

For some reason, Julian wanted to laugh so much that it was difficult for him to pretend to sleep. Under Arthur Rimbaud's yelling, it was already impossible to pretend that he didn't hear him.He saw the other party on the balcony with black and red flames all over his body, breaking the concrete guardrail and steel bars with his bare hands, as if he could smash the Eiffel Tower in the distance to a certain pair of partners together.

[Madam, if you do this, it will not only be the headlines in France, but also the headlines in the world of supernatural powers. 】

【If you want them to go to the hospital, do you need my address? 】