Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

After Alexander left, I felt cold and achy all over. I didn't care about the cold ground, so I just picked a windshield corner to sleep.I had a lot of dreams in a daze, and I had a splitting headache, but the last look and voice of Alexander echoed repeatedly in my mind.

I didn't wake up until someone kicked me the next day.

"For Zeus's sake, don't kick Kloss!"

"Relax, Hash, he's just a prisoner, what are you so excited about, look at his appearance, he's done everything he needs to be beaten, he's done what he needs to do, what else can he do next but die ? Isn’t dragging out today just to discuss how he died?”

There was a sudden pain in my thigh, and I couldn't help but grunt and opened my eyes, only to see a pointy mud boot pressing against my thigh.

Another person tore away the guard soldier named Cross, and pointed to the cloak under me: "Are you confused? Don't you look familiar with this thing?"

The sun was gray outside the window, white mist and frost and snow were everywhere, and when I moved a little, I felt that the bones in my whole body were about to fall apart.Kloss's face became a little unnatural. Seeing me looking up at him, he still curled his lips in disgust: "A death row prisoner, what to worry about. I heard that this bastard is still a spy, and many ministers asked His Majesty to cut him down. , It’s really disgusting, who knows how much news he has sold to those small Central Asian countries?”

As he spoke, he probably felt puzzled, and kicked me harder.

I was in so much pain that I moved to the side. I didn’t expect to hit my head and face and provoke more beatings. While beating me, Cross said angrily: “Haha, he’s still hiding!”

I really don't want to talk to him, but can this kind of beating be blown away by a breeze?But thinking about talking now will only arouse his anger even more, and it will be detrimental to him, so he can only hug his head and endure it.Fortunately, another person named Hashi stopped him soon: "Okay, I know you are very angry that His Majesty was deceived by this kind of person, but if we let him die in our hands, we will investigate it." Those who are punished, take him out first, Lord Melanie is still waiting."

Cross's fist didn't come down again, but within a moment, he heard his rough and rough scolding.

"Get up!" he said, "don't let us pull you again."

Hearing what he said, I stood up before I could wipe the blood off my face.

When I was chained again and pushed out the door, I suddenly heard a burst of extremely noisy voices.Looking up again, he suddenly found many soldiers gathered around him.They folded their arms and stared at me, pointing.I don't know why, I can't tell where it is awkward, but a strange feeling of discomfort suddenly surged in my heart.

Probably because I was too tired for a while, I looked at the low and swaying sun, pursed my chapped lips, and walked forward again with my head bowed.

"Hey! Bagoas!"

I pause.Is it hallucination?Why do I seem to hear someone calling me?

"Go!" Cross pushed me again.

"Bagoss! This way! Look this way!"

I turned my head when I heard the sound, and suddenly there was a pain on my forehead without warning.I stretched out my hand to touch it, and my palm was wet. When I lowered my head, I saw a blood-stained stone falling on the ground.

There was a burst of laughter at the side, and before I could speak, the voice shouted again: "I already knew that you bitch is not a good thing, you are dirty and shameless, and something happened this time, Bagoss, you are a spy again And being a male favorite, how many people did you welcome with your legs open?"

The laughter became louder, blood flowed into my eyes, I blinked, and the crowd in front of me instantly turned a ferocious blood red.Matched with long or square faces, they are as ferocious as a group of monsters.

I know they just want to see me angry, to see me make a fool of myself, to see me angry.The more groggy I get, the more excited they get.Sometimes I can't understand why people have such a dark psychology, as if other people's suffering can achieve their happiness, even if the suffering person has nothing to do with them.

Why fulfill their foolish wishes?

I am not angry.

"I'm not a spy." I said.

At least this truth should be known.Even if only one person believes what I say—it is the truth after all.

As soon as I finished this sentence, they laughed together again.

"I heard that your two younger sisters were raped and killed by people. They are all the same, Bagoss. I am very curious. How did your two idiot parents give birth to you whores and spies? Really ..."

The voice yelled provocatively again.

"I'm not a spy!" I repeated loudly in that direction.

"Haha, above Ares, he said he is not a spy, brothers, do you believe it?"

With a bang, another stone suddenly slid past my right cheek.

"Do not believe!"

For a moment, crackling, small rocks flew towards me like a downpour.

It's like a bloodbath against the whole world.

I am not angry, I am not angry.

But in the face of such a cruel and lonely confrontation, when these stones hit my body like small and sharp knives, from fingers to knees, from forehead to abdomen, the pain and reason are like a dam pierced by insect holes in a storm , crumbling.

For a while, the blood rushed upwards, and I felt as if my mind was suddenly detonated. Many people's conversations and laughter overlapped, and they swept in like a storm.My eyes were in a daze, my face was hot, I forgot to dodge, I just yelled, "I'm not a spy! I'm not a fucking spy!"

Those people still looked at me with a smile, as if they were watching a joke.

I know I must look ugly now.His eyes were blood red, like a mad beast.But at this moment, when the whole world is against me, I hope more than ever that even if there is only one person who is still willing to believe in me.Even if it's just one person, at least it's better not to smile at me contemptuously like this.

Suddenly, someone stretched out a long sword and pointed at me, and tore off my tattered robe unexpectedly.I was almost naked, and all the scars on my body were obvious.Many people started booing and whistling.

"Look at the wounds and hickeys on his body. Someone fucked him recently! Brothers, who did it? Why don't you tell me!"

I didn't know how many times my knee was hit, and I finally couldn't support it and fell to the ground.

"Bitch! Bitch! Bitch..."

"A spy! A spy..."

I didn't hide or evade, I just stared at those people like crazy.I hate people like that.I hate these bastards who only rely on subjective judgments.

Cross and Hash pulled me up and tried to move on, but they soon found it impossible to move.The crowd of onlookers blocked the way, and they were not officers, so they couldn't order these people to disperse.

Vaguely, I felt that someone in the distance seemed to be looking at me all the time.I didn't look up and didn't want to know who it was.

Whoever it is, I just hope he leaves quickly.

No one wants to see anyone they know when they are in such a desperate situation, especially those who can't help themselves and can only watch.

The wind cut across my body like a knife, and finally someone kicked me secretly again. When I fell to the ground, I hit my knee again and couldn't get up again.

I vaguely saw that what was bleeding from my knees was not red blood, but an indescribably disgusting color. My froze head actually had time to guess that it was probably pus.

"Get up! Don't expect us to carry you there!" Cross impatiently interrupted my wandering thoughts.

His body was hot and cold, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help shivering.While I was trying to get up, I was staring at a poplar tree covered with frost and snow next to me, thinking about the feasibility of knocking my head out here.

It's very embarrassing to say it. At this moment, I actually began to wish that I could pass out.Just lose consciousness.

Cross suddenly yelled: "What are you doing, don't touch him! Stay away! If you don't listen to me..."

Someone squeezed over, threw a piece of clothing on me, then hugged me violently, strangled me hard, and said quickly: "Bagos, don't listen to what they say, don't care, don't look at the people around you And things. Think about why you live, think about all the things that make you happy, think about the people who love you, and it won't be so sad, really. You won't die, I know you won't... "

Before he could finish speaking, he was dragged away and fell to the ground with a stagger.

"Slave is so fucking troublesome! Get up!" Cross cursed and poked me in the back with the hilt of his sword.

What do I live for?

I could barely keep my eyes open, and I wobbled to my feet as I thought about it.

Things that make me happy...

I try to think about it.

The pain from the stone hitting my body has become numb, and the surrounding voices have gradually diminished. I shook my legs and walked forward staggeringly.

those who love me...

My chest was trembling, and while I moved my feet, I desperately searched for memories.

I don't know how long it took me to get to the parliamentary tent in the camp, but I still admire myself for not falling down.It's just that the road that I've been familiar with and can't be familiar with now has become very, very long, and it is almost unbearable.

When I was almost at the door, I stopped.

The people behind came up with a kick: "What are you doing here! Go in!"

I didn't make a sound, I shook my hands to close my clothes, and I was still tossing my belt, when I heard Cross behind me sneer: "A dying person, who cares so much about this, is really a pervert."

Suddenly someone raised the door curtain with a straight face and got out.A pair of dove gray pupils are Melanie.

Cross said solemnly: "Master Melanie, the prisoner has brought it."

Melanie nodded and glanced at me: "Come in with me."

"Wait." I called to him.

"What's wrong?" Melanie frowned.

I forced a smile in his direction, and tried to stand up straight: "My lord, do I still see it now?"

Cross stared back at me like a madman.

It was only then that Melanie looked at me. After a long while, she suddenly sighed and raised her hand to stroke my hair: "This is better."

"Thank you."

I took a deep breath and walked in slowly.

Still those people, still dim lights, still serious atmosphere.Nothing changed except that Baizus was replaced by me.It turned out that the place where I was standing was now Tai Qisi, and then the people at the table looked at me in unison, all with incomprehensible expressions.

I smiled and greeted Alexander on the opposite side: "Your Majesty, long time no see."

He looked at me, his slender eyes were ethereal blue, and he was silent.

There was a moment of silence.

My smile stiffened.

"What's the matter, Alexander? Did you forget about today's affairs after seeing the beauty?" Kassander's laughter suddenly came from the left side, "Bagoss, did you not enjoy this role-playing game?"

I don't answer.

Kassander continued: "No, you shouldn't be called Bagoss, so what should we call you?"

I still hang my head in silence.

Kassander sneered: "If you don't speak, is it because you dare not answer, or because you don't want to answer?"

I said: "There are all of them."

"Oh, you think you can provoke me?" He slowly got up, walked to my side, and snorted, "It's just a spy, how easy it is to kill him directly."

"Kassander." Alexander's voice came suddenly.

Kassander immediately walked away, and said in a long voice, "The male pet is really lucky."

"I'm begging you, Kassander, why don't you express your dissatisfaction?" Ptolemy interrupted suddenly, "It's just annoying!"

Kassander shrugged: "Dear Uncle Ptolemy, are you also helping His Majesty's male favorite?"

"Can you speak seriously!"

……

This time you came and I exchanged verbal swords, my mind became more and more dizzy, and I almost lost my breath.

"Stop for me!"

Alexander's sudden stop made my nerves tremble, and I raised my head hastily.

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he happened to meet his gaze, but this time, he did not avert his gaze indifferently like before.

The bright blue eyes are as attractive as stars, and I saw him move his lips: "I just want to know, Bagoas."

He stood up and looked at me condescendingly: "You have many chances to kill me, but why didn't you do it? Are you waiting for the best opportunity, or... there are other reasons?"

Everyone looked at me quietly.

Alexander pressed on the table with slender fingertips, leaning slightly, a strand of blond hair fell on his forehead.

"Tell me, Bagoas, I hate betrayal the most in my life, but I'll give you a chance."

The golden color was too dazzling, my pupils shook after just one glance, and I couldn't see his face clearly.

Thousands of words were piled up in my chest, and for some reason, many scenes flashed before my eyes one after another, and my body seemed to lose consciousness suddenly.Probably because I was confused, I wanted to say a lot, but only one sentence remained in my mouth: "I am not a spy."

"Is this your explanation?" He frowned and began to guide me, "Then why do you pretend to be Bagoss and stay by my side?"

"Because only in this way can I live."

He narrowed his eyes: "I don't understand."

"Your Majesty..." I pinched my palms and tried to stay awake, "Do you still remember what you told me about trust, Your Majesty? At that time, I asked you why the closer you are, the easier it is to betray yourself... "

"I remember." Unexpectedly, he replied quickly.

There are too many emotions and I can't find an outlet to pour them out, but I don't know how to express them, so I just gritted my teeth and said, "Then, your majesty, do you still remember how I answered it?"

It was a long time later that I heard him humming very softly.

I didn't know whether I should cry or laugh, so I asked him back: "Your Majesty, ask yourself, have you done it?"

He was silent for a while, as if he was slowly remembering something, his voice suddenly became anxious: "That's not it, Bagoss, I..."

"I'm not a spy," I murmured stubbornly, "I didn't betray anyone, it was you who betrayed your original self."

"Bagoss!" I only heard him call the name hoarsely, and then the world returned to silence.