Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

The hand attached to my back began to search restlessly for the hem of the skirt, the kiss was very light, and there was a faint smell of alcohol in the breath.

Dizzy, I repeatedly recalled his words.

The soft lips moved down as if there was nothing, and he hummed lightly, his voice was hoarse as if he was about to burn.The hot breath on my neck is numb and tempting.

My hands began to tremble, and I lifted them up several times, trying to grab his shoulders, but I put them down again.

He hugged me so tight it was almost suffocating.Slender fingers slid to my buttocks, kneading slowly.

Tears fell down, I know this dream is not mine at all, but I really hope he is sober, he knows that the person he is hugging is actually Bagoss.Alexander, Alexander, I like you, do you know, I really like you, I can let you have a good time here, I can take care of you by your side, I can even do anything for you, but I can't let you like me.

Because you don't like me, everything is useless.

Tears fell on his shoulders.

"Your Majesty, do you know who I am?"

Did that sentence speak to me?

Alexander looked up at me with his head buried in his neck, his blue eyes were bright, so beautiful that it almost sucked people's soul away.

"Well?"

The other hand tore open the skirt of my shirt, poked in, and stroked.

I pressed his hand: "Your Majesty, take a good look at me and tell me, who am I?"

Alexander frowned, then opened again.

"Well, Hephaes, my patience is very limited, don't make trouble."

He replied vaguely, stretched out his hand and pulled me back into his arms.

I shivered slightly, resting my shoulder on his shoulder, tears streaming down my face.

"Your Majesty, I am Bagoas, not Lord Hephaestion."

"Bagoss?" Alexander froze, stopped, but continued to move.

I panicked: "Your Majesty, I am Bagoss serving you, not Hephaesti..."

He raised his hand to cover my mouth, his breath was a little disordered: "Don't mention that name again, I can't do this with him."

His provocative hand on my chest suddenly began to slip, brushing my waist, becoming a little rough.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

"But you like him!" I struggled excitedly, "Your Majesty, do I need to remind you? You like him, Hephaistion!"

"So what! There is no rule that if I like him, I can't have sex with you!" He severely restrained my movements, bit my lip like a wild beast.The pain around my mouth was already numb, I looked at his wicked expression, my eyes were blurred with tears.

I read a book of fairy tales[1], in which there was a little prince with blond hair like a wheat field, with crooked eyes and light blue eyes when he smiled.

He fell in love with a rose, and the two had a quarrel, and the little prince became angry and ran away from home.

One day, he met a little fox with shiny red fur.He thought it was beautiful, so he wanted to touch it.

But the little fox fled into the tree hole in a hurry. No matter how hard the little prince begged, he refused to come out.

The little prince was very sad and asked the little fox, why don't you come out?

The little fox said, of course, because I have not been domesticated yet.

The little prince said, can you teach me how to domesticate?

The little fox taught him, and the little prince domesticated it.Then, suddenly one day, he said goodbye to the little fox.

I still have a rose to tame.said the little prince proudly.

Looking at his back, the little fox cried sadly.

Up to now, although it is not appropriate, I understand how that little fox feels.

I tried my best to raise my hand and stroke his messy hair.

No matter how willful Alexander is, no matter how annoying, no matter how arrogant, no matter how bastard, in my heart, he is the little prince whose hair is like the waves of the wheat field.Even if he has that rose, for me, he is still the only one.I want him to be happy and do what he wants to do.Strong enough, strong enough to keep me from getting hurt, strong enough... so that I can leave here with confidence.

As for the rest, it doesn't matter.

Slowly he stopped, turned away in a daze, and looked down at the floor.

"I don't believe in fate, but I chose the second road." His voice was inaudible, "The end of this road is destined to be lonely."

After he finished speaking, he stood up while leaning on the table, and stumbled towards the outside.After drinking so much wine, he couldn't walk steadily at all, but his steps were so long that I could hardly catch up.I was worried about what he would do, so I followed behind.

In the dead of night, most people had already fallen asleep, only a few guards of Alexander's personal guards and soldiers standing guard outside were still awake.When they saw Alexander, they all saluted.

Alexander waved his hand and called out to one of them: "Melanie, go and invite all the ministers and generals out! Let's talk about the meeting in the tent! I have something to announce."

The young man named Melanie had dark green eyes.He hesitated for a moment and asked uncertainly, "Your Majesty, did you call everyone out?"

"That's right, including Baizus who surrendered yesterday."

Melanie nodded immediately: "Yes!"

After Alexander finished his orders, he went straight to the largest tent in the distance.

"Your Majesty!" I quickly shouted, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

He stopped, turned around suddenly, looked at me, grabbed my arm: "Follow me."

I was dragged into the tent by him.

There was a long table in the tent, and Alexander sat down on the chair in the middle.

In the empty tent, he was the only one sitting in the center alone, with his chin raised slightly and his eyes squinted as if taking a rest.

I walked over slowly and stood behind him.

"Bagoss, you are a kind and good boy." His voice echoed coldly in the tent, "I have always cared about your thoughts, they are always different from others."

He suddenly looked up at me.

"You said let me do what I want, right?"

I nodded silently.

"Very well," he said deadpan, "I'll listen to you, now you just need to watch from the sidelines, I'll show you what I do, I hope you don't be intimidated. I still say that. As long as you say , No, Alexander, you did something wrong, I will stop immediately. I can go home and even give up all of this, including not letting Hephaes sacrifice for me again."

I bow my head.

After a while, people came in one after another.

Many people were sleepy, complaining loudly and sitting around the table.I saw many familiar faces, Ptolemy, Kassander, Antigonus, Krest, Seleucus, Lysimachus... The tent gradually became lively, but Alexander remained silent .

Someone noticed me and looked weird.All kinds of obscene and lustful eyes looked towards this side intentionally or unintentionally, without any concealment.

Krest sat beside Alexander, glanced at me, and said with a smirk: "Your Majesty has stopped abstinence recently?"

Before he could finish his sentence, the half-lifted curtain suddenly stopped in mid-air, the finger wearing the ruby ​​ring paused, and the curtain was lifted to reveal a pair of big eyes that were as bright as blue cornflowers.Hephaestion came in, glanced at me calmly, and sat down on the far side of the table.

Ptolemy poked his head back and snapped his fingers furiously at me.

"Hey, Bagoss! Bagoss!"

I looked at Alexander, who was talking to the minister next to him, so I went quietly to Ptolemy.

"What's the matter, my lord?"

Ptolemy's face was wrinkled like a chrysanthemum, he looked left and right for a while, and whispered to me: "Goddess Aphrodite, Bagoas, although I agree with openness, but in such a serious discussion, you You should at least get dressed."

I looked down at my clothes that were ripped apart by Alexander, my face was a little hot, and I closed it and said: "Sorry, I haven't noticed it all the time, and I wonder why everyone looks at me like that..."

"Really, I don't know what you've been thinking all day." He scratched his head and winked at me mysteriously, "But then again, how is it with Alexander? Did you fuck him or did he fuck you? I know you Good work, but Alexander is a rookie, so he must..."

I shook my head: "My lord, I have no relationship with His Majesty."

Ptolemy was taken aback, then patted me on the shoulder knowingly: "It's okay. You are his male favourite. This kind of thing is just doing your duty. We all know it, so don't have a psychological burden. Having a sexual partner in Greece is It's a very common thing. It's just that I don't want to see you fall in love with Alexander, otherwise you will be very painful."

I smiled wryly: "My lord, we really didn't do it."

"My Aphrodite!" He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly grabbed my shoulder worriedly, "He won't have any problems in this regard!"

"Hey, Ptolemy! Didn't you say you're not interested in men? I said a while ago that you don't even want to send you a few boys. Why are you so excited when you see this today?" A strange voice suddenly sounded from across the table, and Toto and I Le Mi looked together, and saw the man resting his hands on his chin, with bright golden eyes, looking at the two of us with great interest.

Ptolemy put down his hands and said with a sullen face: "This boy belongs to Alexander, and I am just taking care of it. How many times have I told you that I only like women, you are too much to worry about, Amyntas."

"It's too much. Didn't you always call me A Ming? Why are you so unfamiliar after not seeing each other for half a year?" The man had faint freckles on his face and a baby face.He flipped his blond hair casually, and talked to Ptolemy in a coquettish tone.

Ptolemy shuddered, and said with restraint: "Amin."

Amyntas smiled at me with bright eyes: "Hello."

"Amintas," Ptolemy introduced to me angrily, "he used to be a harpist, but for some reason he stopped playing the harp and became a soldier. At the beginning of the year he was sent to escort Menes' treasure to the seaside, Just joined up with the main force yesterday."

I said, "Master Amyntas."

"Just call me Amin, it's more kind."

I gave Ptolemy a questioning look.

Ptolemy's face became more and more tense: "As a person who has experienced it, I advise you to do what he says, otherwise his mouth will bore you to death."

The corner of my mouth twitched: "Amin."

Amintas was about to say something when Alexander suddenly knocked on the table, and everyone gradually became quiet.

I hurriedly stood back behind him.

"Melanie!" He called the green-eyed bodyguard in, "Is everyone here?"

Melanie said: "There is still one left. Master Baizus is on the way and will be there soon."

Alexander said calmly, "Very good. Let's talk about it when he comes."

Everyone looked at Alexander in puzzlement.Why do we have to wait for the minister of subjugation to come before we can say it?

Alexander suddenly turned around and ticked his fingers at me. He lowered his voice and said, "Bagos, you have to see clearly next time. What kind of person am I, what will I do in the future, that question...I'll wait for your answer." Answer."

The author has something to say:

[1] The book is called "The Little Prince", a best-selling fairy tale novel written by the French writer Saint-Exupéry during World War II.There is a paragraph about taming that the fox said, which is very classic.

"I cannot play with you," said the Fox, "I am not yet tamed."

"Ah! I'm so sorry," said the little prince. "What is 'taming'?"

"It's a long-forgotten thing," Fox said. "It means 'connection.'" To me, you're just a little boy, like a million other little boys.I do not need you.You also don't need me.To you, I am just a fox like a thousand other foxes.But if you tame me, we shall be indispensable to each other.To me, you are the only one in the world; to you, I am also the only one in the world. "

"If you tame me, my life will be cheerful. I will recognize a footstep that is distinctive. Other footsteps will make me hide in the ground, and your footsteps will Let me out of the hole like music. Besides, look! Do you see the wheat field over there? I don't eat bread, and the wheat is of no use to me. I don't care about the wheat field. And this, really Disappointing. But you have golden hair. Well, once you tame me, it will be wonderful. Wheat, golden, it will remind me of you. And, I will even like the wind The sound of wheat blowing..."