Your Mightiness

... can return slowly.

Even August didn't expect that he would go to London again so soon, the kind that he had to go.

Just a week after the Queen Mother was a guest in Bristol and had just set off to return to her old castle in the countryside, Auguste was enjoying the training of the knights with legs down to the chest muscle as usual, listening to the choir When the angels sang in the chorus, he received a gold-plated invitation letter from London.

The king is getting married again~(≧▽≦)/~

"what?"

When he received the news, August was in a daze.He looked up at the weather in early spring, and after confirming with his valet several times, he believed again that it was indeed only February, and it was only more than a month since the king's failed wedding. The king is about to marry again.

Counting the failed marriage with Princess Anne, this is already the king's fifth wedding.

Richard II is not young anymore, how can he still be so troublesome?How difficult is it to be a good lover from the beginning to the end?At night in Whitehall Palace, it's extremely cold if you don't sleep with someone in your arms, or what? !

No matter what, the marriage maniac was about to get married again, and August, the Duke of Gloucester, had to give face.

August always has the illusion that time and space are reversed and yesterday reappears, as if the previous trip to London was just a dream, like a bubble, like an illusion, and now it is the real departure.

Even the old steward's lines remained unchanged: "The king's envoy will arrive soon."

"……"Again? !August did not give up, although he felt that the answer 90.00% could only be that fixed person, but he still asked naively with the "what if" idea, "Ha, this time it can't be Yael Right? He's such a busy man after all."

The old housekeeper said with a heavy heart: "It's him."

"... Can you pretend to be sick?"

"No."

The conversations are all so familiar. After months of hard work, I returned to before liberation.What should come will still come, and there is no way to hide.

August, who was quite anxious at first, gradually calmed down after realizing that he couldn't play the snake spirit disease at all, and the opponent was about to arrive in Bristol Castle.It's the kind of calmness that one minute before the exam, knowing that it's useless, can only think "then go to it happily", anyway... If he doesn't go, there is no other way.

Isn't it revenge?He admitted it!

Write on the left, let the east, west, north and south wind, write on the right, I lie down from the mud, horizontal criticism, you are happy.

August, who is good at self-comforting, said this to himself. In fact, he should have had this awareness long ago, shouldn't he?Since you have done something wrong, you should bear the consequences. Don’t play around. If you make a mistake, you are wrong. He admits his mistake, he reflects on it, and he makes up for it. If there is anything wrong, just...

When I saw Raphael's half-smile expression, I still felt my calves spinning ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

But Raphael seemed to be okay, stepped forward and hugged August, breathed in the fragrant and soft milky aroma of August that had remained unchanged for 1 years, and put tender and smooth pussy on left and right. He even said he brought August a gift from London: "I hope you like it."

"I, I will." If you don't like it, you will work hard to like it!

"I miss you very much, do you miss me?" Raphael asked with a smile.He held August in his lap, and they sat down on the chair, as if they had never been separated for a moment, and were still as close as they had been in London.

At this time, does August dare to say an answer other than "thinking"?

Of course he dared.

"I really want to."

Look, it's not the same as "thinking".

"Good boy." Raphael smiled and touched August's particularly difficult dog, "You picked it up a little lighter, did you study hard?"

"..." What is the inevitable cause and effect of the two?Does my not studying hard have anything to do with me being a pound?I'm so light, it's just that I'm too scared to eat, okay? !Tea does not think about food and does not want to.

Raphael took the initiative to change the subject: "What's for dinner today?"

"Chinese food." Auguste has already broken the pot, what do you like, I have loved Chinese food all my life, and hired three Chinese cooks in one go!

"I'm so glad you remember what I like to eat."

August: I always feel that this sentence is full of irony.

But in the end, the uncle and nephew still had a hearty meal. Auguste ate the tragic taste of the last supper. At the other end of the long table, he ate his favorite sweet and sour pork with tears in his eyes. , Farewell, meat.

During the dinner, Raphael also asked August: "Why didn't you see the choir accompaniment today?"

August slipped up with his chopsticks and was trying to support himself to death. After hearing Raphael's words, he raised his head unavoidably for a moment: "...you know my life well?"

"That's right." Raphael was so frantic that he didn't even intend to hide his desire for control. Whether it was August's preferences or his work and rest, Raphael was already familiar with it.

August had to make up his mind to face reality, and he said seriously: "After dinner, I think we need to talk."

"Coincidentally, I thought so too." Raphael was still smiling.

Before dinner, no big deal.

August ate a round, and suddenly he had the terrible illusion that he actually has infinite potential. He said that he didn't even know which black hole he ate so much food, and he was still afraid of a little pull. Phil?

Yes, he is afraid QAQ

In the study full of hand-bound books, the only sound is the crackling of the fire in the fireplace.With the attitude of a primary school student admitting his mistake, August obediently bowed his head and stood in front of the majestic solid wood table, his blond hair seemed a little listless.

Raphael sat on the back chair anti-customer, and asked August: "Is it wrong?"

"understood."

"What's wrong?"

"..." What August hated the most since he was a child is this way of asking questions. He feels that this kind of question is particularly annoying, and it is easy for him to confess more questions accidentally.But in the face of Raphael, August can only answer questions very timidly, "I shouldn't try to hide it from you, I should have made it clear to you when we first met. Uh, hello, I'm, uh, you know."

Raphael put his hands on his hands and his chin, and went straight to the point with great interest: "What's your real name?"

"My name is August." August is a Chinese-English mixed race, and his English name is a blessing that he found from the Roman emperor (...) after searching through England for hundreds of years. name, she wanted her son to be born noble.

Raphael nodded, more like an old fritter than August: "When did you come here?"

"Fetal wear. It's just that I have no memory of the first seven years." It was him from the beginning to the end.

Raphael was very satisfied, probably because of August's good attitude of admitting his mistakes, he didn't make it difficult for August, instead he continued to chat with him in a gentle voice that seemed to be able to drip out of water.After understanding the basic situation with August, he decided to let the child go back to sleep: "Sufficient sleep is a good teacher and helpful friend for height."

Is it that easy?

August didn't believe it, he always felt that Raphael was holding back some big moves.

"I didn't want to talk to you so quickly." Raphael looked helplessly at August, "In your understanding, how long have we been together?"

"Ten months." More than a year.

"In my time, it's more than ten years." Raphael looked at August intently, with indescribable emotions in his smoky eyes, "You accompany me through my childhood, youth and adulthood , Your month is my year. If there is no time travel, you may not need to deal with me for a long time to experience my whole life. "

For August, it may be only a short time, but for Raphael, it is the whole of life.

"How come?" August was really shocked this time. Although he had guessed that the time flow rate of the two worlds might be different, he had never guessed such a terrible gap. He said, For him, it was just an instant reply, but for Raphael, it might be something that he had been longing for for dozens of days.

No, if you calculate it this way, the timeline will be messed up.August has been pregnant for eight years, but Raphael, who is only 19 years old, said that he has corresponded with him for more than ten years.

August thought about it again, and felt that this actually made sense.Because like the time theory he had seen before, time is not a straight line, but a plane, and there is no refutation of the time point, and it can be carried out simultaneously.Or it can be understood in this way, August was a fool in the first seven years, because he only wore a part of his soul, and from the eighth year, August passed through completely, awakening his memory, pulling Phil also finally received the last text message that spanned the long river of time.

"It's true that what you said wasn't nice, but that was the only normal communication I could have in my childhood." Raphael explained one more sentence.

"!!!" Wouldn't he, who was always afraid of Raphael, look like a scumbag?

Raphael regarded him as his only childhood friend, but he, he...

Raphael closed his eyes, leaned back, and put on a look that he didn't want to say anything more, but he was indeed heartbroken.

After August saw the gift that Raphael had traveled all the way to bring him—a yard full of deer, August was completely dumbfounded.

These are the deer in the Royal Deer Park. Raphael brought all the deer when he said that he brought them, just because August was a little bit unhappy.I'm afraid even August's parents couldn't do this kind of hard work.

"Why do you think I'm going to hurt you?"

Raphael spoke calmly, but August was almost overwhelmed by guilt.What the hell did he do?

——I only have you, will you stay with me forever?

——Are you shaking M?

The previous conversations are vivid in my mind, one is not serious, but the other is full of heart.Raphael is a little angel, okay?He seems to be the one who hasn't passed the mid-term of brain supplementation.

This is so embarrassing.

August could only pretend to caress the silly Bambi he found out from the herd to hide his stiffness at that moment.He didn't even dare to look at Raphael, he had made such a friend in his whole life, but he made a mess.Fortunately, his friends are still willing to be friends with him, ahhh, how can there be such a good person!

The good man said, "Follow me back to London, will you?"

"it is good!"

The good man said again, "Have you lived in London?"

"Good! Good!"

The good man finally said, "Live with me?"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Raphael answered Miss Mary's question a month ago in his heart: =V=Look, it's done.

Just like what Raphael did back then, he could be patient and spend a lot of time laying the groundwork for one thing - to ensure August's attitude towards him now.

August, whose IQ and EQ are not high, and who has a little social phobia, couldn't bear it anymore, he hugged his best friend and uncle.He felt that there were two villains in his heart, one said, I really want to kiss, I really want to kiss, and the other said, okay, okay.But in the end, I only dared to rub my cheeks against my cheeks, with a wicked heart but no guts.

August made a solemn promise to Raphael: "I want to be a good friend with you for the rest of my life!"

Raphael's determined smile froze on his face.