Being spotted by the king.

Being stared at by the king with such a venomous look.

Everyone would feel terrified and subconsciously think that it is not a good thing.

Because of the arrogant and tyrannical character of the King, if he had such a look in his eyes, it meant that he was either so angry that he was laughing, or he had found a toy of some miserable person to entertain himself, and he would tell the story of the toy to his best friend to kill time.

It is referred to as the king's bad taste.

But now it is obvious that the way Wang stares at people does not belong to the above two types, but is a unique and partial look, the kind given to close friends.

Greed, lost and found.

——For a close friend, I lightly pierce through the paper of relationship;

——The anger and fear that had long disappeared due to the death of a close friend.

The king, who had been depressed for a long time, even feared death because of the death of his friend. He was afraid that Enkidu would come back and not find him, or that the king would not be able to find Enkidu.

As a result, he became a coward, restrained his character and became a wise king respected by the people and a wise ruler recognized by the gods.

At that time, he was just a human being, but his status was supreme.

But now, the Ancient King is no longer in human body, but a demigod who has entered the realm of gods. Two-thirds of his divine blood makes him still the arrogant and conceited Jin Shanshan, but there are also some differences.

He has no close friends and knows clearly that he has lost his close friends.

So he locked himself in the throne, killing time in boredom, until the thieving snake that had stolen his elixir of immortality appeared again.

Wang was almost angry to death, and he wanted to seek revenge on the culprit right away, turning him into a hornet's nest to serve as a warning to others.

There was also a strange premonition in the dark, urging him to go quickly.

So the king found his treasure.

How could Wang be angry? How could he bear to be angry at his best friend?

It’s not enough to pamper you.

From the moment he was called by that familiar name, Wang's desolate heart almost instantly revived.

If you ask why, it is naturally because a long, long time ago, a friend often pronounced these syllables of the name, which was so familiar that it almost made people cry.

"Jill..."

From just one corner, one can get a glimpse of the king’s full title.

——You called my name right away. It turns out that you haven’t forgotten me either…

The king had been waiting for this moment, waiting for his friend to call his name, for a long time, one four thousand years, two four thousand years...

God’s time is endless, how many four thousand years are there?

The expression of the Most Ancient King at this moment was almost indistinguishable between sadness and joy, but in this kiss he finally broke out, his thoughts were mad with joy.

Therefore, the king’s sense of oppression is a bit too terrifying.

But he still suppressed his emotion and placed a cherished kiss on his best friend's forehead and brows, then sniffed and slowly let the kiss slide to the tip of his nose, observing his friend's reaction, then returned to his lips and spoke with an unclear expression.

"You should know, my friend.

Keeping the king waiting for too long is a serious crime!"

Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Gilgamesh in front of him with some amusement, and was stunned by the pity in his eyes. The sealed memories showed signs of emerging at this moment.

It must be said that Gilgamesh now resembles the "old self" that was buried deep in his memory, and it is becoming clearer and clearer.

"Enkidu?... You actually left me like this and ran off to who knows where. This is truly irrefutable and disrespectful! I must teach you a lesson..."

The arrogant king with blond hair and red eyes walked out from a corner with great strides, caught a guy who went out to play without permission, and threatened to teach him a lesson.

Finally, she was coaxed by her friend's words and gave him a wreath that she had woven herself.

The king at that time was at the peak of his powers, young, mighty, and domineering...

In the sunshine, he showed off his strength and sturdy body to his friends, like a lion who was fearless and full of vigor, and was extremely flamboyant and dazzling.

Such an existence, with a wreath of friends on his head, in his heart and eyes, he is still his best friend himself, the corners of his lips even curl up unconsciously, and his eyes reflecting the young man's figure are shining.

The king's anger disappeared instantly.

He is simply...super cute, super easy to satisfy, and super easy to coax.

Jiang Chuan Shang came to his senses. The vigorous Wang in his memory overlapped with the present, and he would never forget the bond between them.

Memories can be erased, but what about the bonds of the soul?

Jiang Chuan Shang's eyes moved slightly, and he swallowed the wine in his mouth directly. Even his taste buds were filled with sweetness, which went all the way to his heart.

Just as he was about to say something, Gilgamesh reacted faster than him. He keenly sensed the change in the expression of the person in his arms and interrupted Jiang Chuan Shang directly.

He raised his hand and used his fingertips to gently stroke the teardrop mole under his friend's eyes, and the joy on his lips turned into a wanton smile.

"It is enough that you are thinking of me, dear friend... Enkidu. It seems that the time has come. This king does not need to be patient any longer."

endure?

"what are you up to?"

Jiang Chuan Shang looked at his tone that seemed like he was going to cause trouble, raised his eyebrows slightly, and pulled the cup in his hand back to avoid it being knocked over.

Unfortunately, Wang was quicker. He grabbed her wrist first, took the jade cup filled with wine into his own hand, and began to explain with a matter-of-fact expression.

"Of course, we should drink together, my dear friend. Don't just drink by yourself."

The next second, Gilgamesh really picked up the wine glass, took a big sip, and after swallowing most of it, he suddenly kissed her hard with the grape juice in his mouth, and pressed against her tightly, as if he wanted to keep doing this until she opened her mouth.

Or maybe he pried it open himself, allowing the wine to stain their clothes.

Jiang Chuan Shang didn't want to kiss with wine stains on their faces, so he could only sigh softly, lower his eyes slightly, and obediently open his lips.

——It’s all his fault for corrupting the naive king.

Wang Ke didn't know how his friend felt regretful now, but it was too late to regret. His heart and eyes were filled with thoughts of kissing and going deeper.

Therefore, his rosy eyes lit up with joy, and he quickly passed the wine to his best friend's mouth, then took it back, repeating this process over and over again, vigorously extracting the sweetness.

The feeling was even more delicious than he had imagined, and he wanted to eat the person in one bite.

Unfortunately, I can’t do that and can only savor it slowly.

Gilgamesh thought with regret and tightened his arms, hugging the person tightly, pressing his big hands on the thin back, as if he wanted to rub the person into his chest, mixing the flesh and blood to express his lovesickness.

The jade cup that had been drunk up was also taken back by Wang, so that Wang could use both hands to control his whimpering, suffocating friend and continue to go deeper.

Only when he clearly saw the corners of the person in his arms' eyes turn red because of the kiss and two unbearable tears oozed out, did Gilgamesh give up regretfully and mercifully let him go.

——It is true that the king has great physical strength, but his best friend is a human being, too fragile, needs to breathe, and can't even bear a kiss...

Gilgamesh chose to forgive him, and pretended to be tolerant and patted Jiang Chuan Shang on the back to help him ease his breathing, and thought about it again with regret and appreciation.

Still want to kiss.

Unfortunately, his time was up.

Gilgamesh rested his forehead against Jiang Chuan Shang's forehead, rubbed his ears against his for a while, then buried his face in his best friend's neck and whispered slowly in his ear.

"My friend, I am leaving, and I really can't bear to see you go..."

"I also hope that you can remember me completely next time, rather than relying on a few memories. I cannot be replaced by memories. I am your best friend!"

"..."

The arrogant king calmed down for a while, then suddenly spoke with his eyes brightening.

"My dear friend, please summon me and be my master."

"This way, I will have a reason to stay in this world, instead of being summoned by that snake-stealing, despicable bastard!"

The king, who was quick to act, stood up quickly, not minding at all being restrained by his best friend.

——Because, he has always been willing to be bound by the "Chains of Heaven".

As his body turned into a spirit, the body of the Ancient King also slowly dissipated.

Gilgamesh raised his lips, his crimson snake eyes full of assent: "Last time you came for me, this time let me come for you, dear friend."

"Remember to summon me. All you need to do is stand in the center of the magic circle. No medium is needed..."

Before he could finish his words, the golden spirit had already flowed away, running all the way along Wang's original heroic spirit passage, and could no longer be seen by the naked eye.

Jiang Chuan felt empty from head to toe and fell onto the sofa. The only thing in the room that indicated the arrival of Gilgamesh was the half-glass of red wine on the table.

...and the swelling and pain on my lips.

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