Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

If there is one word that can describe my mood, it is four words: dizzy.

I didn't know what to do, so I just continued to lie still.

I dare not open my eyes.

I am afraid that this is a fleeting dream, and I am afraid that he is really by my side.No matter what the result is, I think I will be unable to control my emotions, and I will not be able to break this balance that has already made me give up.

Faced with someone who is so close to me, I can do nothing but close my eyes and listen to the sound of his footsteps drifting away.

Maybe this is really just a dream I don't want to give up.

"Bagoss, Bagoss, wake up, Bagoss."

In the dimness, I feel someone shaking me.

I opened my eyes a slit, and saw a shiny blue earring.

When I woke up, the sun was shining brightly.

The man with green eyes and blond hair in front of me showed me a standard smile with eight teeth.

I rubbed my eyes, dazed for a moment, and immediately refreshed.

"Lord Seleucus?"

He hummed and said to me: "I was busy a few days ago, and I'm finally free today, so I came to see you."

His tone was a little strange, but I couldn't tell why it was so strange.

I just sat up and nodded to him.

Afraid of embarrassing the atmosphere, I politely said: "Actually, I'm fine now, my lord. Actually, you don't need it."

Seleucus didn't respond for a long time.

I thought he didn't hear clearly, so I repeated: "My lord, I'm actually fine now, if you don't come..."

"Bagoss," he suddenly raised his head to interrupt me, "I made an order and sent it over, do you want to try it?"

This time I was unresponsive.

Is there something wrong with my ears?Seleucus?cooking?What an international joke!

He just said that today I prostituted Ptolemy again. Although I can't accept it, it's more reliable than this.

"You don't believe it?" Seleucus didn't change his face, "Athena, I'm a born gourmet."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the table not far away: "Msaka, Sufulaki, Dolmades."

I looked at him with crazy eyes.

Unexpectedly, Seleucus became serious with me. He said: "These three dishes are the most famous dishes in Greece. If you don't believe me, I can introduce them to you. Msaka is a mixture of potatoes, minced meat and eggplant. Well, what about soufflage, it’s a skewer of mutton and fish with green onions, and Dalmades is meat and rice wrapped in grape leaves…”

Although I still think it is unreliable, my stomach still grunts when I smell the delicious dishes and hear the detailed explanation.

Seleucus smiled knowingly.

He just reached out to pat me on the shoulder, but he stretched it into the air, but retracted it unnaturally.

"Try it, I am very sincere."

I finished washing in a hurry, and asked someone to help me sit at the dining table.

Seleucus leaned back on the chair and looked at me expectantly with his chin resting in a coquettish posture.

I was about to start, after thinking for a while, I called another attendant over: "Go and call Naxi."

"Wait a minute." Seleucus's face drooped suddenly, "Why do you call him? Doesn't he not eat fish?"

"He just doesn't eat fish and eats other dishes." I was a little puzzled, "It's rare that Lord Seleucus is in charge of the dish. It's always good to have one more person to taste it. Is it possible...you still hate him?"

Seleucus looked displeased.

"Of course not. His dishes can be made by others. I made these dishes specially for you."

I give him a suspicious look.

He reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth: "Bagos, I'm here to make amends. I drank too much that night, and I didn't mean to treat you that way. I'm sorry."

I was taken aback.

He turned his head away in frustration: "Don't take what I said that night to your heart, it's just a slip of the tongue after drinking. No matter how perfect a man is, Dionysus[1] will make him pay for being drunk of."

I lowered my head and thought, what did he say?

After thinking for a long time to no avail, I had no choice but to smile at him: "This matter... I'd almost forget it if you didn't tell me."

The two were silent for a while.

He smiled faintly and said: "Forget it, forget it, eat first, don't be hungry."

I bow my head to eat.

The burnt-yellow mutton is tender and smooth, and the potato and eggplant are soft and glutinous. I tasted a few mouthfuls, and my suspicion turned into a feast, and the more I ate, the more excited I became.

"Eat slowly, Bagoas." Seleucus took a sip of water and tapped his fingers on the table absently, "I heard from Ptolemy that you ate vegetarian food for several days because of your injury, so I thought you must be starving." gone."

I gnawed on the meat skewers and said, "I'm going up... Well, Zeus swears, my lord, if you really did it, I'll give you all my respects, you're a good man, huh."

"What new...good man?" Seleucus frowned, then relieved, "Of course I am a good man. I dare not say anything else, but among the nobles in Macedonia, I am the only one who can cook."

"Men in Macedonia don't cook, so what do they eat?"

Seleucus shrugged his shoulders: "They think that cooking is ignorant, only women or slaves can do it. Hestia [2], in my opinion, these guys are doing it for their own Laziness makes excuses. In fact, cooking is just as much fun as flirting."

I didn't swallow a mouthful of minced meat, and coughed so much.

According to this great man, wouldn't eggplant and potato have the same status as his lovers?If this is the case, what kind of bed partner will he find, and he can simply use eggplants and potatoes to solve his sex life.

The wild imagination in my mind obviously did not affect this man, he handed me a handkerchief, and continued: "It doesn't matter. I have more lovers than them. Goddess Aphrodite favors me, as long as Seleucus is a heartthrob, who Do you still care if heartthrob can cook?"

I wiped my mouth and laughed a couple of times.Damn it, why is God so overwhelmed by the fact that he gathers the most narcissistic people in the world and still thinks the world is not peaceful?

Seleucus didn't speak, he raised his eyebrows and looked at me, his jade-like green eyes overflowed with a faint luster.

This look gave me a little cramp.

He suddenly picked up a strand of my hair and said, "Bagos, has anyone told you that your hair and eyes are particularly beautiful? They are so pure black, like a night sky without stars."

I felt an unsurprising sense of powerlessness.

"My lord, my teeth are getting sour."

Seleucus' eyes were as bright as light bulbs: "I'm just telling the truth."

"Don't use the trick of picking up girls on me, I don't like it."

Seleucus did not give up and said: "Bagos, tell me what you like. As long as I can, as long as I have, I can satisfy you."

"Thank you," I said blankly, "I prefer to keep my distance from people."

"Just because of Alexander?" he asked casually.

For a moment, it was as if someone had suddenly poked a sore spot.

I continued to eat with a straight face.

Fortunately, Seleucus didn't pursue it.

He got up and walked into my room, and after a while, he came back with a white ivory comb in his hand.

Seleucus's hands are very delicate, slender and slender at first glance, with pinkish white fingertips.

He said: "You were in a hurry to eat and didn't comb your hair. I'll help you."

I finally had to admit that what those Macedonian nobles said was quite reasonable, and even I couldn't help but feel that Seleucus today is full of weirdness, almost like a woman!

I was just about to refuse, but I heard him say: "Hey, do you know that I once liked a little boy who, like you, has beautiful curly black hair."

The softest part of my heart seemed to be touched. I opened my mouth, but didn't make any sound, and let him continue talking.

"I met him 14 years ago at a slave market in Athens."

He brushed my hair slowly.

"That year my father went to Athens as a diplomatic envoy of the Macedonian country, and my mother and I also went to play together. When I saw him, he was standing naked on a high stone platform surrounded by many people. For three days in a row, he Will appear there regularly. I feel curious, so I often sneak away to see him alone.

One day at dusk, the crowd dispersed, and the merchant who guarded him was no longer with him, leaving him sitting alone on the stone platform, his hands and neck were chained to a pillar beside him, but his two calves were still dangling. half empty.

I don't know where the courage came from, and I ran over to chat with him. "

The comb was inserted into the root of the hair on the top of my head and stroked slowly.

"I said, 'Hello.'

He ignored me.

I said, 'Hey, the sun is going down soon. '

He still ignored me.

I asked him: 'It's getting dark, you're sitting here alone, aren't you afraid? '

His round eyes finally stared at me.

'The nights in Athens are scary. 'I frightened him wickedly,' Hades, I have heard grown-ups say that when night falls, the eagles from the Caucasus come down to eat the hearts of children. '"

I laughed.

The evil of Seleucus was indeed present in childhood.

He paused, and continued: "The little boy changed his face slightly when he heard it.

I added mysteriously: 'Especially the kids with black eyes and black hair. '

His big round eyes started to become teary.

I wanted to say something more, but when I suddenly saw a human trafficker coming from afar holding a torch, I had to run away.

After flying home, I have been thinking about him.I couldn't hold back that night, so I told my mother about it, crying and yelling and insisting that she buy the little boy for me. "

The comb was still stuck in my hair, but the comber didn't move, as if lost in thought.

I said, "And then?"

"Then? What's the next?" He came back to his senses, continued to comb my hair, and said in a calm tone, "When I went back the next day, he had already disappeared. The vendor told me that a local lady yesterday When I passed here at night, I bought a monkey, and bought him by the way."

I suddenly turned to look at him.

Seleucus just sighed slowly, slowly.

"When you see a person for the first time, you have already identified him in your heart. From then on, no matter who is, can't replace him-only him, no matter how time goes by, you may have missed it all your life, but you will remember he."

This sentence was like a blow to the head, hitting my heart hard.

"Bagos." Seleucus' voice rang in his ears, "I tell you this story to tell you that there may be such a person in everyone's heart, but not every such person will become yours. Lover. Maybe, for you, he is also a person who is always destined to be a regret. But, you have to look forward."

I put my head down.

He said: "Think about it again, I'll go first."

After Seleucus left, I sat in the courtyard all day in a daze.

Since when?I don't even know when it started.As long as that person is by my side, my eyes can only fall on him.

For me, this is destined to be a regretful person.

I smiled wryly.

I know that getting the ring and returning to my own world is the right way, but what am I doing now?Why did you suddenly forget your original intention?Knowing that Bagoss' fate is ill-fated and his status is low, how many times do I have to escape from death before I can really adapt to this kind of life?

If I can't leave here as soon as possible, I may be completely assimilated and become a part of history.

This unexpected thought made my palms start to sweat suddenly.

If this is the case, I will become the real Bagoss, so falling in love with Alexander, is it my true inner thoughts, or did I accidentally bear his fate?

Now I... who the hell?

Until the evening, Alexander did not appear.I didn't dare to think too much, so I went to bed and fell asleep after hastily eating.

In my sleep I heard Nessie suddenly yelling my name.At first I just thought it was a dream, but I didn't realize that he really stumbled into my room and opened the window.

"Bagoss! Fire! Fire in the palace!" he yelled, pulling my arm.

I woke up with a start and looked out the window.

Orange flames dyed half of the sky, and thick smoke was billowing not far away, and the flames broke through the sky, rolling towards this side aggressively.

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[1] Dionysus, the god of wine in Greek mythology.

[2] Hestia, the kitchen god in Greek mythology.

[3] Hades, the god of the underworld in Greek mythology.