Chapter 465

When Oscar Wilde arrived, he was filled with resentment.

However, when he saw the lazy Adil Rimbaud occupying part of Qiuye's house, he felt happy. This is an authentic French beauty!

He had seen Rimbaud on crutches in Ireland, and knew that Rimbaud and Verlaine had signed a contract with Stewed Pigeon Publishing House, and that they were a homosexual couple. He once thought that Verlaine was taking too much advantage, and it was just like flowers stuck in cow dung.

Yes, Oscar Wilde liked Paul Verlaine's poetry, but this did not prevent him from having great opinions on Paul Verlaine's face.

He thinks the other person is too ugly and wants to complain about him every time he meets him.

"Rimbaud, thank you for opening the door. Is your leg okay?" Oscar Wilde put the flowers he bought into the vase, came up to care for Atil Rimbaud, and received the other's attention.

Adil Rimbaud thought to himself: Mr. Wang Qiu seems to take good care of Oscar Wilde? He is completely a British brat!

"It's no problem walking." Adil Rimbaud ran over to him in disgust, "What are you doing here?" Adil Rimbaud felt a sense of crisis towards Wilde. This guy looked a lot thinner, well-dressed, and barely looked like a talented person.

, His thoughts on Mr. Wang Qiu may not be normal.

Oscar Wilde beamed: "I will protect Autumn!"

Adil Rimbaud was disdainful in his heart and said: "What is your relationship with Mr. Wang Qiu?"

Oscar Wilde replied: "Friends."

Feeling that his momentum was weakening, Oscar Wilde tried to occupy the home position: "Rimbaud, why do you always ask me these questions that everyone knows? I remember your 'good relationship' with Verlaine, why did you show up alone, where is Verlaine?"

"

Adil Rimbaud was unhappy: "Why did you bring him up? I had no place to live, so Mr. Wang Qiu took me in."

"That's it." Oscar Wilde said generously, "You are a poet signed by our publishing house. If you encounter difficulties in the future, remember to come to me and I will treat you!"

Adil Rimbaud's eyes turned cold, feeling that the other party was showing generosity in front of him.

Who wants your dirty money?

Isn’t it just about being born into a good family?

Arthur Rimbaud watched Oscar Wilde go upstairs to find Mr. Wang Qiu. He couldn't stand the book in his hand and threw it aside, feeling depressed. Compared with the unknown Oscar Wilde, Atil Rimbaud had good looks.

, famous and talented, but which of the two holds more weight in Mr. Wang Qiu's heart? Anyone with a discerning eye will know this at a glance.

On the second floor, Oscar Wilde's laughter continued and he was talking to Aso Akiya, stimulating Adil Rimbaud who longed for family affection from Aso Akiya.

Adil Rimbaud sat on the sofa hugging his knees and said aggrievedly: "I'll give you a cold face if I come."

Countless times, he dreamed of the day when the train overturned, and he was desperately rushed towards him by a black-haired man, protecting him in his arms and resisting the powerful impact of the passengers being thrown away.

He was unable to move with his injured leg, his leg was bleeding, and he was emotionally broken. He saw with his own eyes that the black-haired man was worried about himself and trying to save his life. Only Mr. Wang Qiu at that time was real and strong.

By carrying Arthur Rimbaud to the hospital all night, he told him: I will not give up on you, so don't give up on yourself either.

If Mr. Wang Qiu on the train was a calm savior, then in the hospital, this man refreshed Atil Rimbaud's understanding and became his guardian.

With all kinds of sterilization and sterilization, medical care and bedside care, temperature checks day and night, and worries about inflammation, even the richest aristocrat cannot enjoy the benefits of being sick.

That's total care from body to soul.

Mr. Wang Qiu accompanied him through the seven days of difficulties with his tenderness and meticulousness that could make him cry.

Seven days later…

Mr. Wang Qiu deceived Verlaine and ran away!

Adil Rimbaud was itching to have those days extended and to touch Mr. Wang Qiu's sincerity as much as possible. How could Verlaine be fooled?

The more he listened to the voices upstairs, the more Arthur Rimbaud became envious and hated Wilde.

He barked a fierce "bark" at the person upstairs.

On the second floor, Oscar Wilde was startled by the barking of a large dog. He mistakenly thought that he had not closed the door properly and a French stray dog ​​had broken in. "Qiu, I'll go down and close the door!"

Aso Qiu did not express his guess and agreed with a smile.

In order to protect himself, Oscar Wilde borrowed the opponent's cane and ran down menacingly.

However, Oscar Wilde found no dog downstairs.

"Rimbaud, was there a dog just now?"

"ran away."

Arthur Rimbaud crossed his legs on the sofa.

For lunch, Aso Akiya cooked food for three people. Oscar Wilde, as always, liked to show off his experiences in Ireland, and Versailles came to the French.

"Qiu, I wouldn't know if I didn't ask. Irish writers also like you very much. Among the writers who issued statements for you, there are five women and two male writers! My mother firmly believed that you were being slandered and helped you in the magazine.

I scolded those who sued you, and I gave a speech for you at Trinity College. My classmates all wanted to meet you..."

Barabara kept talking.

Where Wilde is present, social discourse is either occupied by him, or others disperse.

Arthur Rimbaud endured the British chatter.

Aso Qiu was also used to it and advised him to eat more food. Wilde, who was in the stage of weight loss and dieting, said worriedly: "I want to maintain my weight. George Bernard Shaw said that I can't eat too much meat because it will make me gain weight easily. Qiu, do something different for me next time."

Tasty salad bar.”

Aso Qiuya said gently: "Okay."

Oscar Wilde cut off a small piece of tender and juicy steak and put it on Qiu's dinner plate. The other party did not prepare his own steak for the three people's lunch. "You also have to taste more. In Ireland, you don't always

My appetite is so bad that I can cook alone, which makes me sad."

Aso Qiu also accepted Wilde's intention: "Okay."

Arthur Rimbaud's eyes turned green.

Mr. Wang Qiu often cooked for Oscar Wilde? Is this a cohabitation?

"You guys... live together in Ireland?"

"Yes."

Oscar Wilde said proudly before Aso Qiuya spoke, "The apartment I have next to the school was bought by Qiu and given to me."

"Rimbaud, please don't tell anyone." Oscar Wilde belatedly realized that he was afraid that the news media would seize on this matter and bully Wang Qiu. "We have a normal cohabitation relationship. He taught me French and I taught him German.

Learn from each other what the other doesn’t know.”

Adil Rimbaud smiled stiffly: "Yeah."

Aso Qiuya's eyes moved slightly, and he could see Rimbaud's suppressed displeasure. However, Wilde's attitude towards the French beauty was very good, and he did not notice at all that Rimbaud's favorability was rapidly declining.

"Oscar, if you don't eat, the steak will be cold."

The phrase "Oscar" proves Wilde's status in Aso Akiya's heart.

Adil Rimbaud suddenly raised his head and accused with his eyes: "You have never called me Atil!"

Aso Qiuya turned a blind eye: "Rimbaud, you can't stay here forever. I will be easily stared at by the French media. If you are short of money, I will help you find a job."

Arthur Rimbaud was so angry that he blurted out: "Don't he have to find a job?"

Aso Qiuya said calmly: "Oscar is a student and has pocket money from his parents. Even if the pocket money is not enough, my money is his."

Adil Rimbaud lowered his head and cut the steak angrily. On the other side, he gave him a house and pocket money. When it was his turn, he not only wanted to drive him out, but also urged him to find a job in Paris.

The same is true for the attitude of elders towards younger generations. The distinction between advantages and disadvantages is too obvious!

When Oscar Wilde was about to drink soup, Arthur Rimbaud suddenly slapped the table. The table was so violent that the iron spoon in the soup bowl jumped out like a fish.

Hit Wilde in the face.

This is one of Arthur Rimbaud's unique skills.

Oscar Wilde was stunned, and the soup fell down his face: "..."

Adil Rimbaud said quickly: "Sorry, I just saw a mosquito landed on the table. I patted it and I will pat it back for you!"

"Bang——" The second time he hit the table, the food on the table jumped.

Oscar Wilde's iron spoon jumped into Aso Akiya's soup bowl, soiling the food.

Aso Qiuya: "..."

Oscar Wilde understood this time and said angrily: "Rimbaud!"

Adil Rimbaud apologized profusely: "I took the photo in the wrong location again. You two have such a good relationship that you even shared the steak, so I'm sure you wouldn't mind having another sip of soup."

Oscar Wilde subconsciously went to see Autumn.

Aso Qiu also stood up and put away their soup bowls and iron ladles: "I'll get another bowl."

In the restaurant, only Arthur Rimbaud was left drinking soup leisurely.

Oscar Wilde could not understand his behavior. Except for Rimbaud, no one would be disrespectful during lunch: "You are so rude, Qiu will not like it."

Adil Rimbaud responded: "What do I want him to like me for?"

Oscar Wilde's eyes widened and he said, "Thank you for your good looks, but you are not polite at all."
To be continued...