I'm really immortal

Liu Changan was holding a book called "Auguste Racinet The Costume History" with nearly 800 pages. It held a lot of weight in his hand. He flipped through it casually. There were many pictures about the court costumes of European nobles. They looked beautiful. Huan, exquisite, luxurious and noble, Liu Changan always feels very awkward at this time.

After all, when the Kyushu Wind and Thunder Swordsmen resisted Europe, the Romans were still accustomed to dumping the urine in the urine jars on the streets, and then they poured it out for hundreds of years. Juvenalis also wrote a poem:

Unless you already have experience and are sensitive enough,

Otherwise it will be too late to have a great date.

Destiny always likes to tease people,

Because there are always playful windows on the street,

I pray to the Almighty Lord, but I don’t expect to be so lucky.

The bed-potty stall is an inevitable fate.

When a poet begins to use poetry to describe a certain social situation, it is usually a common phenomenon.

Why do men walk on the left side of women? Because their windows could throw filth at any time, the custom of men standing on the left remains to this day.

In 1666, the diary of Anthony, a citizen of Oxford, recorded that His Royal Highness the King moved to Oxford, wearing such seemingly gorgeous and bright clothes, but they urinated and defecated at will anytime and anywhere, and everywhere they went stunk.

Anne of Austria, the mother of the "Sun King", also urinated on the carpet at will, including the Palace of Versailles and the Palace of Fontainebleau. They were also places where aristocratic ladies defecated. They talked to each other about how to seize the opportunity without being discovered on the spot. .

Liu Changan closed the book casually, feeling uninterested. Some of the novels he had read recently were based on ancient Europe and described the so-called low-key luxury and exquisite elegant aristocratic life. He found it very funny, just like that one. "Laws of Nobility" seems to describe a very exquisite and exquisite life of aristocrats, but it is a different world and there is no way to care about it. When Liu Changan was watching "Romeo and Juliet", he thought about the era of the story and Romeo in his mind. It is unavoidable that his mouth is full of rotten yellow teeth. If he comes to Juliet's window, his shoes must have stepped on countless feces and urine, and Juliet will not be able to take a few baths in her life. How can this story be romantic?

It's really like this... If you don't believe it, look through the European literary works of the 16th and 17th centuries. Their own writers were always happy to talk, write, and arrange about the problem of urination and defecation.

Liu Changan thought that he would have a midnight snack later, cut off his random associations, and walked to the kitchen.

"The master didn't wait to eat and came to the kitchen to inspect?" Qin Yanan was cleaning the snails with a water spray pump.

"This white jade is pretty good." Liu Changan picked up one, looked at it, and pinched the cute snail's head.

Snail obviously didn't like Liu Changan's caress and shrank back.

"Kung Pao snails, crispy snail skewers, French-baked snails in Chinese style, curry snails, or red wine braised snails?" Qin Yanan asked, tilting her head.

"I want to use it to make soup, but women tend to gain weight if they drink soup at night, and the taste is not very strong. Forget it, let's braise snails in red wine. Do you have any red wine here?"

"Isn't this too time-consuming?"

"It's a waste of time. Otherwise, if we finish eating early, why don't we just sit there staring at each other? It's not like we can talk a lot when we sit together."

"Yes, I really don't have anything nice to say to someone like you." Qin Yanan stood up expressionlessly and handed the water pump to Liu Changan, "You wash, I'll go change clothes."

When a woman changes clothes, it means that she has left all the work to him, because it usually doesn't take three to five minutes.

She might have changed her clothes, or found that her toenails were bifurcated, so she cut them, or found that her hair was a little less neat, so she cut them, or felt that her face was a little dry, and added some water, or found that her eyelashes were not curled enough, so she curled them up... A lot of things anyway.

Liu Changan rinsed the snails, poked the heads of those that were still looking around and shrank their heads, then boiled a pot of boiling water and poured the snails in.

Silently watching the snails die, after waiting for a while, Liu Changan reached in, fished out the snails, and washed them with cold water.

The next step was slow and careful work. Use a hook specially made for snail dishes to hook out all the snail meat. Use scissors to remove the internal organs. After checking that the snails did not die before shrinking their heads, Liu Changan was very satisfied because When selecting ingredients, it is always heartbreaking to see things that go to waste. It’s all in vain.

Qin Yanan just walked in at this time. Liu Changan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then turned his head.

"What?" Qin Yanan was a little confused by his reaction and walked over to Liu Changan.

Liu Changan noticed from the corner of his eye that Qin Yanan was wearing a pair of shorts and a camisole, with a short apron hanging in front of her body.

"The head and feet of this snail are curled up. I cut them neatly. The texture of the snail is just right and the processing is good. Now it depends on your craftsmanship." Liu Changan said nonchalantly.

"Okay, then just stay aside."

"Then I'll watch TV."

"no."

"Why?"

"I asked you to stay here. What I mean by staying here is to watch me do things and accompany me. Do you understand?"

"boring."

Liu Changan refused. Although her kitchen was not big, it would not be crowded if two people stayed together, but Liu Changan felt that since he was asked to stay here, it was better to let him take action.

Qin Yanan kept a lady's reserved and non-irritable smile, and was very glad that he had finally become her cousin, not her fiancé, otherwise she would have cried, made trouble, and hanged herself in front of her great-grandfather now.

Qin Yanan heard the TV turned on in the living room and started chopping onions and celery. She looked at the kitchen door and nervously cut her finger with a kitchen knife. Looking at the white mark, she thought that even if it was Liu Changan, if he knew If such a situation happens to me, I am afraid that I will be surprised and confused, right? Maybe he would still regard her as a monster.

Qin Yanan can only keep this secret. After all, sleepwalking may be a psychological problem, but who can understand such physical changes?

But how long can such a secret be kept? If a man gets married, his self-esteem is seriously damaged, and his life may feel dim. How can he be happy in a married life?

Qin Yanan is a very realistic person. She will consider issues that are a good match for her, and of course she will also consider issues that adults face.

Hey, I'm already twenty-five, and I haven't reached the age where I want to get married yet.

Looking at the white jade snail in his hand, Qin Yanan shook his head, his cheeks flushed. Really, Liu Changan was still waiting outside to eat the food she cooked, and he was actually thinking about these issues here.

Chop the onion and celery into fine pieces, and cut the pork into strips. Slice the bread, bake it in the oven for a while and spread some butter on it, then fry the onions until they turn yellow and the pork strips, take them out and set aside. Next, it’s time to simmer the snail meat.

This time took about an hour. Qin Yanan took out another bottle of red wine, poured a glass for herself and Liu Changan, and watched TV with him.

Liu Changan looked at the wine in his hand. He didn't expect Qin Yanan to be able to take out a bottle of Maotai.

"When do you usually sleepwalk?" Liu Changan asked.

"It's not fixed. Sometimes it's after falling asleep, sometimes it's two or three in the morning, sometimes it's before dawn." Qin Yanan raised his legs and put them on the footrest, lazily leaning on the sofa, holding the wine glass with his fingers. Shaking gently.

"That means I have to watch the surveillance camera all night." Liu Changan nodded.

"It's a bit hard... Why don't you come and watch the surveillance tomorrow? I just won't delete the video." Qin Yanan thought for a while. After all, it was his own business, and he had to be considerate of other people's hard work.

"No, I want to watch the surveillance, and I want to watch the scene. Don't close the bedroom door. I saw you sleepwalking, so I came in to see what kind of situation you were in." Liu Changan shook his head. Staying up late was not a good idea. Of course it was nothing to him.

"Ah, don't close the bedroom door?" Qin Yanan looked at Liu Changan, reached out and touched his arm, then turned to look at the door.

His request is reasonable and reasonable, but there is really no way to accept it like this. It seems a bit embarrassing to refuse directly. If I agree casually, wouldn't it look very frivolous?

"Don't worry, I would rather learn how others use the Book of Songs than do anything to you." Liu Changan said with confidence in his self-control.

Qin Yanan stood up, put down the red wine glass, hit Liu Changan's face with a pillow, and then went to the kitchen to look at the snails without saying a word.

Liu Changan grabbed the pillow and continued to drink. It seemed that she was very satisfied with his answer and had no other nonsense to show off and be reserved.

Mature women are more generous, while little girls are reserved and shy. Everyone should grasp their own style and characteristics, and don't confuse the expression of their age characteristics.

Of course, sometimes the shyness of a mature woman and the charm of a young girl are also extremely touching... But now everyone is doing business, not having an affair or having an affair, so naturally they have to be serious, lively and serious.

After a while, Qin Yanan came up with a portion of snails braised in red wine for Liu Changan to taste.

"It has a strong aroma and a sharp taste." Liu Changan tasted it and looked a little satisfied, "The taste is rich but not greasy, the meat is fresh and tender, and it tastes hearty and refreshing. It's not like you always feel like you need two more mouthfuls to stop eating. Aftertaste, the late-night snack should be like a snack, finished in one bite and stopped at one bite, without any sloppiness.”

Qin Yanan was a little proud. She found that when Liu Changan praised herself, the sense of accomplishment in her heart was really mixed with a desire to conquer... This little cousin had always given her the feeling of having high standards, even her appearance and figure. Why did she feel so great? It gave her the feeling that he was submissive in other ways and recognized her as Qin Yanan's greatness.

Is someone like his little girlfriend, who knows nothing but looks good-looking and is cute in a silly way, really a suitable partner?

To talk to someone, you have to have access to the hall and the kitchen... Of course, Liu Changan is not so lucky. I think he still disliked her at the beginning. I really don't know what to say.

Qin Yanan's pride fermented and swelled in her heart for a while, and then she casually tasted the snails she made.

"I think you are a little fatter than you were a month ago. Do you often feed yourself and make yourself fatter? You feel a bit like Zhou Dongdong." Liu Changan asked suspiciously.

"Eating without speaking." Qin Yanan regretted not releasing dichlorvos. If she were like Zhou Dongdong, wouldn't she be able to roll under the bed with a slight tilt while lying on the bed?

"What's the point of eating a late-night snack without talking about it? If you don't chat a few words while eating a late-night snack, how can you call it a late-night snack?" Liu Changan objected.

"Thank you, please don't care about the lady's weight." Qin Yanan lowered his head, touched his lower abdomen, and watched the TV calmly.

Sure enough, there was nothing to talk about when he was with Qin Yanan, so Liu Changan continued to eat supper.

Qin Yanan had something to say to Liu Changan.

"How are you going to observe me while I'm sleepwalking?"

"Of course you use your eyes to observe, don't you use a magnifying glass?"

"I mean, would you try to talk and intervene in my sleepwalking activities?"

"I know more about sleepwalking than you do, and I won't do anything to harm you. However, your situation is quite special. I may test your visual characteristics, movement characteristics, and your response to stimuli such as sound, light, and body touch. In order to react, I will also use some names, things, sentences, etc. that Ye Sijin may have a reaction to test."

"Physical touch?" Qin Yanan grasped the key point.

Liu Changan was too lazy to explain.

Qin Yanan coughed lightly, feeling that it was pointless to ask this, and a little embarrassed. She had already decided to let him stay, and it seemed a bit contrived and coy to be suspicious of whether he would take advantage of him.

"What does your doctor think?" Liu Changan wanted to know the opinions of professionals, although if Qin Yanan's condition involves the influence of the mysterious "magnetic field", professionals would become amateurs.

Qin Yanan hesitated for a moment and went to get a diagnostic report and analysis book for Liu Changan.

"So long!" There are more than 20 pages in a thick stack, and more than ten pages are handwritten in English. The font is extremely ugly. Is it because doctors at home and abroad have the same style?

Liu Changan flipped through it casually, but found nothing worthy of reference.

After eating supper, Liu Changan went to the balcony upstairs to call An Nuan. Although Liu Changan was also used to using social software to receive and send messages more, there must be something different about his girlfriend after all.

An Nuan has been accompanying her grandparents around the county these past few days. An Nuan's grandfather used to work in the education system of Shonan Province. He was transferred out of Shonan ten years ago and now he has returned to Shonan. The system emphasizes mobilization. There is no future in just sitting in one position. Being transferred around is a symbol of a promising career... Of course, there is no meaning in being a firefighter or something like that.

The official was probably not old, so Liu Changan turned his head and looked in the direction of the capital.

After making the call and going downstairs, Qin Yanan had already gone to take a shower. There was a set of bathrobes neatly placed on the sofa.

Hotel suites usually have wet and dry separations, with showers and bathtubs. Qin Yanan's room has two bathrooms, but there are relatively few. Pajamas and pants are probably sent by the hotel, and she can't prepare men's ones here.

There was no bathtub in the guest bathroom, so Liu Changan certainly didn't care. On hot days, Liu Changan would stand under the sycamore tree and wear big underwear to take a shower. When Zhou Dongdong was younger, he would take advantage of Liu Changan's new experience in a very novel way. When I ran up and down the water, I ran next to him and was soaked in water.

Smart people are excellent in different ways, and stupid children are all stupid.

Liu Changan changed clothes after taking a shower, and Qin Yanan didn't waste much time, but she still put on the cheongsam she wore today.

"Come and help move the computer." The computer was placed in Qin Yanan's bedroom.

After working for a while, I restarted and tested the wireless connection with the monitoring system. There was no problem.

"I wore this outfit to sleep today." Qin Yanan explained, "Otherwise, I would change clothes when I was sleepwalking. I tried it, and there was no need to change clothes when wearing this cheongsam... I wore safety pants. And stockings.”

"Okay, you must be afraid of blinding me, thank you." Liu Changan thought for a while, affirmed the protective effect Qin Yanan had on him, and said with approval.

"You..." Qin Yanan pointed at Liu Changan and put down her finger angrily. Girls are really weak in this regard. She couldn't be rebellious and had to try to see if she could blind him.

Liu Changan took a look. Qin Yanan's tall figure looked good, but paired with her cheongsam and her aunt's style, it made people speechless.

Liu Changan sat in front of the computer and picked up a book called "A History Of The World In 100 Objects". The author was Neil Macgregor, who was once the curator of the world's largest robber collection.

"Thank you for your hard work." Qin Yanan went to make a pot of coffee, put it on a plate, prepared sugar and other ingredients, brought it over, and placed it in front of Liu Changan.

"Okay." Liu Changan didn't just drink tea, but he still asked, "Are the tea leaves in the tea room?"

"Yes. How about I give you a round now?"

"No, you go to bed."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Qin Yanan smiled. He usually bickered, whether he made her angry or teased her, but now he was also worried about her affairs. Qin Yanan's thanks were not polite, but The duty of being a human being.

"Go." Liu Changan waved his hand.

Qin Yanan then walked into the bedroom.

She didn't change into pajamas. She was going to sleep in this cheongsam today, otherwise she would have to take off her clothes while sleepwalking.

Without such preparation, how could Qin Yanan be willing to let Liu Changan watch the surveillance? After all, it was not an urgent moment of imminent death. A girl's natural shyness and reserve made her have to think like this.

After looking at the stockings exposed by the split hem of her skirt, I felt that they were a bit redundant. Safety pants were enough.

Qin Yanan sat on the bed and did not go to sleep immediately. Instead, she picked up her phone and looked at it, and then glanced at the camera from time to time.

After a while, Qin Yanan turned off her mobile phone and pulled the quilt to cover her body. Instead of lying on her side like her usual natural sleeping position, she was lying upright. She took her hands out of the quilt and placed them softly on her lower abdomen. .

There was silence in the room. The door was not locked, so the whole room seemed to be floating in an unknown world. It was not so familiar and stable. It seemed that her attention was wrapped around the door handle, little by little. Any turning would wake her up, and then a creature from an unknown world would crawl in.

He was watching the surveillance camera, and every move and every minute movement of his was under his watch, but she couldn't see him, couldn't talk to him directly, there was a psychological desire to pour out to him, a silent desire. Telling it, it always feels a little strange.

Qin Yanan was a little nervous. Liu Changan didn't seem to be completely inexperienced, or he was just trying to deal with her situation. Qin Yanan even felt that his purpose was to see her exactly like Ye Sijin.

Just meet him if you see him... If the sleepwalking person is Ye Sijin, he must also want to meet the descendants of the old man Ye Chenyu.

If I were "Ye Sijin" when I was sleepwalking, would this "Ye Sijin" talk to Liu Changan? Qin Yanan is really not sure. Generally speaking, sleepwalkers will not do this in ordinary sleepwalking symptoms, but in his own special situation, he can't be sure.

Go to sleep early and see how Liu Changan and Liu Changan respond to the surveillance tomorrow?

Qin Yanan raised her hand, waved towards the camera, said "good night" and closed her eyes.

Go to sleep quickly.

Fell asleep.

I feel some movement in my body during sleep. Is this sleepwalking?

It felt like I had taken off something, and I felt much more relaxed.

Sleeping needs to be free and comfortable.

Just go back to sleep.

The eyes sense the light.

It’s not the feeling that your biological clock reminds you to wake up on time.

It's so comfortable, I really want to stretch out and open my eyes. It must be the feeling of full sleep and comfort.

So Qin Yanan opened his eyes, stretched his neck and waist, and let out a contented hum from his nose.

The air in the room is slightly cool, and the quilt has a gentle and comfortable touch. Every inch of skin is wrapped in the quilt, and it feels soft and snug.

Every inch of skin?

This is how the same thing?

Is this a scene that messed up the mornings of a certain period in the past when someone was still awake?

"Ah!" Qin Yanan exclaimed, what happened last night! She obviously slept in safety pants, pantyhose and a cheongsam.

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