After Being Picked up by Rimbaud, He Had No Choice but to Die.

You, Lovaine Green, an angel who doesn't want to live but can't die, or some kind of defective product from the laboratory? . The "medal of honor" for blowing up the false god was that he was covered in bandages, and he was picked up in France by a black-haired man with a fierce face named Rimbaud, who had a milk bottle stuffed into his mouth. What's even worse is that Rimbaud mysteriously said: "Wait until your brother comes back." Brother? Which unlucky angel did Valeria's mother deceive into becoming her son? The daily routine of recuperating from injuries is full of absurdities: While Rambo despises "the four-year-old kid is really troublesome", he uses his spatial ability to carefully isolate your pain (although the technique is a bit rough). Oatmeal is more filling than the nectar of heaven, but the misunderstanding of being treated as a "same kind" of experimental subjects is more troubling than a bandage. Until "Brother" appears—— Paul Verlaine, with blond hair and blue eyes, is as powerful as a mountain, but the eyes he looks at you are as gentle as the deep sea, with a mysterious guilt. He is sure that you are "the little star who escaped from the laboratory" and puts you into an absolute protective circle of "similar people". As a result, the death-seeking angel's plan to lie down completely went bankrupt. On one side is Rimbaud's awkward care, and on the other side is Verlaine's heavy "similar" protection that makes you breathless. The 200-year-old soul in the bandage rice dumpling just wants to roar: I am really not the experimental subject you think! And... Mother Valeria, is the aura of the "son" you are looking for this time too strong? ! The wound contains a life-devouring mystery, and the hymn of heaven seems to still be in my ears. In this world full of fireworks, Lovin's second life is destined to be full of chaos.