Zongman: I have really retired!

Oscar Wilde could have sworn he had never seen anyone so handsome.

That person just stood there quietly, saying and doing nothing, which was enough to attract attention.

The facial features are clear and deep, like Greek sculptures. There is a slight smile on the corners of the lips, and a pair of clear and bright eyes contain infinite attraction.

His three-dimensional facial features are as handsome as a knife, but his whole person exudes a noble and elegant temperament. Matched with his tall and slender figure, even in the busy streets, there is still a leisurely and contented atmosphere around him, it is almost like The cold moonlight.

Oscar Wilde, the famous handsome dog, wrote in "The Picture of Dorian Gray": "The way to escape temptation is to surrender to it."

He rushed forward with almost no thought, and even the attendants didn't have time to stop him.

"Hello, sir."

Bill Sharp turned his head in confusion and looked at the visitor.

It was unexpected. Bill Sharp was very surprised. He did not expect that this man could see through his disguise.

He was a little impatient. He didn't want to talk to this person. He just wanted to find inspiration and didn't want to be disturbed, so he used his supernatural ability to interfere with the people around him and ignore him, but he didn't expect that it would be ineffective against this guy.

So...how did he pay attention to him?

Bill Sharp thought playfully.

"Sir, can I buy you a cup of afternoon tea?"

"You ask me?"

"of course."

Wilde spread his hands and said, "Sir, I guess you have time and leisure, don't you? Didn't you come to London just to see the colors of this city?"

Bill Sharp did not refuse and nodded with a smile.

He actually wanted to treat someone when he was invited. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so it didn't hurt to go and have a look.

He looked at the two followers behind the visitor. They were most likely the young masters of some family, right?

The two entourages following Oscar Wilde felt a little nervous when they saw this. How could Oscar Wilde, who was obviously so handsome, invite an ordinary person?

The two attendants ultimately failed to inform Agatha for unknown reasons. In the end, Bill Sharp and Wilde sat in a very atmospheric cafe.

Of course, Wilde chose it, after all, he invited it.

Sharp chatted with Wilde all the time, but he was not enthusiastic. He was even a little tired of those boring topics.

Until Wang De talked about painting. Sharp finally became interested. After all, he was a human being before he turned into a weirdo. He had his own hobbies, and he was quite knowledgeable about painting, which was also an art field.

Wang De talked dryly for a long time, and finally found out that the topic his "muse" was interested in was a field he liked, and he became excited again.

The two chatted excitedly about the colors of paintings and the proportions of oil paintings. When they got excited, Wilde even took out his painting tools and drew a picture for Sharp on the spot.

Of course, Wilde also knew that Bill and Sharp liked music, the piano and violin were the best, but they could also play other instruments, and they were also very fond of painting.

The two chatted happily all afternoon, but it wasn't until they separated that they discovered that they had not exchanged names.

"It doesn't matter. If there's any trouble, just kill him."

Sharp played with the tail of his long blue hair carelessly. .

"The world is finally a little interesting."

Since I came to this world, although I was initially interested in this world full of literary giants, but if you look closely, it’s just like that. Those people with super powers who bear the names of literary giants are not that strong, and even most of the spiritual fields are better than ordinary people. People are not that strong, they can't even stop a wave of mental shock.

Sharp ignored the complimentary invitation and walked directly into the hotel. He was just a tool. If it wasn't to reduce trouble, who would care about him.

Tool Man No. 1's face remained unchanged even when Sharp ignored him. That's a god. Isn't it natural to ignore small mortals? If His sight could fall on him even for a second, for a devout believer, there would be no regrets in death.

Ever since he met Wilde, Wilde came to see Sharp almost every day, and Sharp finally knew Wilde's name.

Ok……

The guy who was one of the greatest British writers and artists in the 19th century, famous for his plays, poems, fairy tales and novels. Although his artistic achievements were famous, what actually impressed Sharpe the most about him was-for a A fool who lost everything due to his stupidity.

If we look at this literary world, then this guy must be a transcendent, so what is his superpower called?

The Picture of Dorian Gray? This is probably the only one, right? It's no wonder he is a painter.

As for the others, he is probably the only one who is gay. It doesn't matter, he's not human.

Ever since Sharp became a weirdo, he had very few emotions as a human being. At the beginning, he couldn't remember the memory of being a human at all. He just relied on his instinctive paranoia to pursue music, devouring and merging those weaker ones.

His rules gradually became complete, until he could freely control himself instead of being controlled by his own rules as a puppet.

It was precisely because of his high control ability, strong strength and better personality than those who were prone to massacre that Xia Youjie released him.

Wilde could be obsessed with Alfred Douglas, and he could certainly be obsessed with others.

And most importantly, Sharpe was indeed easier to live with than Alfred Douglas. Alfred Douglas was handsome in appearance, charming in manner, and the son of a marquess. He was indeed Wilde's type.

But perhaps because he was the son of a marquis, he was more proud than ordinary people, which made him involuntarily have a contemptuous attitude towards Wilde's pursuit.

Wilde kept inviting Douglas to dinner, writing him letters, notes, telegrams, gifts, and even wrote him a sonnet. But Alfred Douglas' attitude has always been ambiguous. But at least because of Wilde's status as a transcendent, he restrained himself and did not do anything too radical.

Until Wilde met Sharp, Sharp was not as proud as Douglas. He was approachable, well-spoken, and had many topics in common with Wilde. The most important thing was that he was really good-looking, even better-looking than Douglas.

This made Wilde's restless heart beat. As a national transcendent, he had many lovers, but he broke off contact with them all when he met Alfred Douglas.

Now, his heart fell in love with another person again, what should he do?

If Alfred Douglas didn't promise me, then I wouldn't have cheated on him, so of course I could pursue love as a matter of course. Wilde comforted himself in this way. At this time, he began to be glad that Douglas did not agree to his pursuit.

He even went to check up on Sharp's life experience and found that Sharp was just an ordinary person, not even a superpower. This made him confident that he could get Sharp's consent.