Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The atmosphere in the restaurant was light and elegant, the waiter poured another glass of wine for Qian Wu, Jiang Chen waved him to go down, and picked up the wine glass in front of him.

A trace of subtle silence floated between the two of them, Jiang Chen gently shook the wine glass for a long time, and said casually, "Do you want to add a scone?"

Qian Wu frowned and remained silent.

Jiang Chen continued to shake the red wine intently, and whispered in a poetic tone: "English scones, add sugar and salt to [-] grams of flour, then take butter cubes and add the mixed dry ingredients, knead them together until they are sandy—— "

"Enough." Qianwu pressed his temple helplessly, "This is Beelzebub's recipe, the second dungeon we made together. Do you need to confirm your identity again?"

Jiang Chen raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a low voice: "Why is this happening, is it a nervous breakdown or—"

He stopped suddenly as he spoke, and turned his head to look around.

The behaviors and expressions of the guests around were very natural, Jiang Chen's eyes quickly swept across every corner of the restaurant, and finally landed on the other side of the diagonal.

Sitting there was a man and a woman with exaggerated manners. The man was facing his back and couldn't see his face clearly. The woman was wearing black stockings with stiletto heels, and she sat on the man's lap halfway through eating.

Jiang Chen frowned and said: "Sure enough, it was that time in the past. I was deeply impressed by this pair."

The Gate to the Past is certainly a reward, but this reward is too great.

So big that Mr. Commander couldn't believe it, sitting and doubting life.

"I can't figure it out, give up." Qianwu drank his second glass of wine, licked the liquid on his lips, and let out a light breath.

His lips and teeth were full of fragrance, and he whispered with a hint of drowsiness: "If you come, you will be safe. Don't you have a taste of the long-lost good wine?"

"It's not a sip, you've already drank two cups." Jiang Chen handed over the handkerchief, "Drink slowly, your face is already turning red."

Qian Wu took it and put it aside, unbuttoned a button on the collar of his shirt casually, and raised his hand behind him.

The waiter poured the wine again with the bottle, but before touching the glass wall, Jiang Chen suddenly said, "I remember the marshal has wine here."

The waiter paused, "Yes, Marshal Jiang has a few bottles of wine here. Do you need to fetch them?"

"En." Jiang Chen nodded with dignity, "I remember there is a bottle of Snow White champagne in Louis's own house, please check it out, if you have it, just open that bottle."

The waiter frowned slightly, "Are you sure? That bottle is reserved by Marshal Jiang for the banquet a month later."

"Yeah." Jiang Chen said calmly, "My dad asked me to celebrate now, and then he will come over with a bottle of wine."

Qian Wu's eyes widened until the waiter stepped back, and he kicked Jiang Chen hard under the table.

"Why not?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "My dad might shoot me dead, but we will leave tomorrow morning at the latest, and the gun can't reach my head."

"..."

Jiang Chen smiled like Marshal Jiang when he was scheming, coaxing him with a soft voice, "Since you have opened the door to drinking, drink the best."

Qianwu sighed.

The waiter quickly brought the wine sealed in the safe by the marshal, Jiang Chen thought for a while, and tried the correct password once.He directed the waiter to open the bottle, poured out half of the bottle into a decanter, pumped out all the air in the bottle and sealed the rest.

"No matter how dangerous the dungeon is tomorrow, at least there is still a leisurely night." Jiang Chen raised his glass and smiled: "Thanks for your hard work."

Qianwu put the cup under his nose to kiss the expensive fragrance, and said in a low voice, "Thanks for your hard work."

Before the appetizers were finished, Qianwu had ordered the waiter to open the half bottle of wine that had just been sealed.

The drunk painter's face was flushed, his ears were hot, he was drunk, and he couldn't help smiling with his downcast eyes.

"I'm sorry, Father Jiang." Qianwu murmured in a low voice while holding the cup, "It's better to have fun. If there is only half a bottle left for you, you will be even angrier."

Jiang Chen only drank two or three cups, he only advised Qianwu to drink slowly, but did not persuade him to drink less.It is rare to be happy once in the hallucinations in the nerves, and it is enjoyment to relieve worries when drunk.

When the fresh and tender black pine asparagus came up, Qianwu was already lying on the table, eyes drooping drowsily.

With a peach face and red lips, Jiang Chen called him, and he raised his eyes displeased, his black eyes were watery and extremely vivid.

"Huh?" Qian Wu frowned, "What are you doing?"

"The asparagus is here." Jiang Chen said in a coaxing voice, "Taste two mouthfuls before going to sleep."

Qianwu's eyes were a little vacant for a long time before he settled on the dish in front of him that could only accommodate two mouthfuls. After thinking for a few seconds, he slowly picked up the fork.

His wrist was unsteady, and when he came back from forking the asparagus, he scratched the steak knife next to him with the back of his hand, but there was no bleeding, only a light white mark was left on the back of his hand.

Qian Wu frowned and put down the fork, carefully checked the back of his hand, and then confirmed that his fingers were not injured.

Jiang Chen sighed, looked at the back of his hand twice more, and couldn't help feeling, "I see that no matter how many books you enter, you won't be able to get it out of practice, you are very coquettish."

Qianwu hiccupped silently, and sneered drunkenly, "I'm not a commander who has been trained in the barracks for two years and has a thick skin and thick flesh."

"Thanks for the compliment.

"Jiang Chenxu gave up the wine glass.

On this day in their memory, they had dinner and originally wanted to calmly and restraintly reorganize their relationship.But after the meal, Jiang Chen directly called home and lied about something, and they went to another hotel.

It was the same today, Qianwu stood at the door of Ying with a [-]% drunk and [-]% awake, seeing Jiang Chen flicking through the list on his phone trying to pick out the lucky hotel from before, he couldn't help but sneered.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "Following the occurrence of objective events, what's the problem?"

"Mr. Commander." Qian Wu whispered in his ear while the wine was hot, "Do you still remember what you said before entering the door?"

"I don't remember." Jiang Chen was quite confident.

The courtesy car slid silently in front of them and stopped.Jiang Chen opened the car door, "Get in the car, my lovely teacher Qianwu."

Qian Wu was laughing all the time, but he couldn't figure out what was funny, it seemed that he couldn't stop laughing from the moment he got drunk.

Before the car started, the waiter at the entrance of the restaurant bowed and sent a man and a woman out.It was the pair who behaved exaggeratedly. Changing the angle, Qianwu finally saw the man's face clearly.

"Jiang Chen, I have acquaintances."

Jiang Chen casually turned his head, and then raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Uncle Cui's nephew." Jiang Chen said, "I didn't recognize him back then, but it's a pity, if you threaten him with a lawsuit, maybe you can get some benefits."

Qian Wu laughed so hard that he kicked him under the seat.

"You were not as old and cunning as you are now."

"I have grown up." Jiang Chen smiled, "I have grown up to look like my father."

"Both, can we go?" the driver asked.

Jiang Chen nodded, "Let's go."

The moment the car started, a tall man walked out of the restaurant. He greeted the nephew politely, bowed while shaking hands, and inadvertently turned his face into Qianwu's field of vision.

Qianwu, who was originally smiling softly, suddenly paused, the car slid out, and he turned his head immediately.

"Wait a minute." He raised his hand and patted the seat in front of him, "Excuse me, stop for a while."

The driver stepped on the brake slowly, "Should I reverse?"

"No need to deliberately." Qianwu said, "Just stop."

The man was wearing off-white casual trousers and a shirt, refreshing and natural.He doesn't talk much, and most of the time he just smiles, and the head waiter of the restaurant plays the role of talking between the two.

Qian Wu was so drunk that his vision was blurred, he squinted his eyes and squinted on the car glass several times before he could be sure, the foreman mouthed "boss" more than once.

The wind blew through the man's hair, and he naturally raised his head in the direction of the wind, allowing the scattered hair to move in one direction.The clear eyebrows and eyes were all seen by Qianwu.

"How could this be?" Jiang Chen's tone suddenly sank.

Those were almost the same facial features carved out of Qu Ying's mold, but they appeared on a man's face, except that the outline was slightly tougher and more handsome, there was no difference.

Qianwu looked up and down for a long time, confirmed his height again and again, and even looked at his Adam's apple, before slowly saying: "It's really a man."

"Ying's boss is a man." Jiang Chen said softly, "This is indeed in line with my previous cognition."

The two paused for a moment, Qian Wu suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Chen.

"Twins." They said almost simultaneously.

A few seconds later, Qianwu let out a long breath and leaned back in the seat in shock.

"They are fraternal twins with different genders, but it's the first time I've seen two brothers and sisters look so alike." He murmured.

"Qu Ying." Jiang Chen looked at the restaurant's plaque through the car window, and thoughtfully said: "Ying, Qu Ying, Qu Ying..."

During the drive to the hotel, Qianwu seemed to fall asleep for a while.

At that time, Jiang Chen was still the young master of the family, holding the Marshal's supplementary card in his hand, and asked his friends to secretly use the hotel the night before.But Young Marshal Jiang, who traveled back in time and space, was not polite to me at all. He just used the marshal's supplementary card to sign up for a suite in the Imperial Capital Luxury Hotel. After the butler opened the door, the two of them plunged into the bathroom.

Qian Wu boiled the water very hot, Jiang Chen adjusted the temperature for him, and said in a soft voice: "Don't wash in too hot water after drinking, it will make you uncomfortable."

When Mr. Commander of the Empire said this, he squatted on the ground and untied some complicated shoelaces for him.

The drunken painter leaning against the wall looked down at him, "Don't talk to me in a coaxing tone."

"Then what tone should I use? It was hard to coax you back." Jiang Chen spoke in a lower voice, with a trace of inexplicable meaning in the small space.He adjusted the water temperature and turned on the water. The central shower sprinkled the water evenly and gently. Qianwu stood on the wrong foot and was drenched. Jiang Chen got up and just unbuttoned his shirt when he turned around and saw Qianwu hiding behind with water , looking at him drunkenly against the tiles.

Young Marshal Jiang swears a dirty word in a disgraceful manner.

"You need to wash your mouth." Qianwu said with disdain against her flushed cheeks.

Jiang Chen put his fingers on the belt buckle and walked towards him, the officer's hormones were rushing in the small space.He walked through the spraying water curtain, grabbed Qianwu's loose shirt collar, and lifted some drunken people up.

The extremely aggressive action provoked the artist's haughty nerves, Qian Wu squinted his eyes in drunkenness, stepped on Jiang Chen's shoes, and also grabbed his collar to force him to bow his head.

"How to wash?" Jiang Chen leaned closer and bit Qianwu's lip, the voice in his throat was soft, "Huh?"

The collar of the shirt was undone and wet again, clinging tightly to the body.Qianwu's fair skin was dyed drunk, and his collarbone and chest rose and fell with his breathing.

He closed his eyes and hummed softly, like the grandest invitation.

Silent midnight.

Qianwu's black hair was buried under the smooth quilt, and he slept soundly.The sound of breathing is slender and even, exactly the same as when I was a child.

The screen of the mobile phone placed next to the pillow suddenly lit up, and Jiang Chen, who was sleeping, opened his eyes as if telepathically.

Three forty-eight past midnight.

The message from the marshal's adjutant was lit on the screen, which he entrusted in the car to inquire about.

Ying's boss is called Qu Ying and has a twin sister.He never mentioned this sister to anyone, so few people know about it.The younger sister is hidden in a private hospital and is rarely shown.

There is a very blurry picture on the screen.

Jiang Chen enlarged the photo to the point where the pixels were blurred, and finally recognized that the pale-faced person with sunken cheeks lying on the hospital bed was indeed Qu Ying.

According to the timeline, it was nine years before entering the nerve.

Qu Ying was still an underage girl.

Woke up with a heavy head and aching head after a hangover and excess.Jiang Chen pressed his temple, edited the message with one hand to ask the other party to continue to trace the girl's illness, and picked up the remote control on the bedside table with the other hand to turn down the wind power of the air conditioner.

Qian Wu snorted in the quilt, Jiang Chen fished his head out of the quilt, arranged it on the pillow, and tightened the quilt for him.

Three fifty-two.

Jiang Chen, who had just fallen into a drowsy sleep again, felt the brightness of the phone screen again. He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to touch under the pillow, but there was nothing under the pillow.After touching it for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong, opened his eyes and lifted the quilt to sit up.

The room has changed.

The solid wood furniture is full of brown brown ochre, the wooden curves of the tables, chairs and bed cabinets outline the curved feet, and the walls are hung with dark tea-red tapestries.After being shocked, he looked down and saw that the sheets and quilts had turned into a light golden color, which was quite Eastern European court style.

There was a set of chests of drawers in the original hotel suite, but there are still chests of drawers opposite the bed at this time, and they are taller and richer, and the materials are solid.On the chest of drawers were desk calendars, cups, candles, and a music box.

The only thing that hasn't changed in the room is the person next to the pillow.

Qianwu turned over comfortably in the more silky and delicate quilt, buried her head in the quilt and continued to sleep.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but reach out and touch his hair in amazement, it was soft and fluffy, and it still carried the freshness after washing it a few hours ago.

The room was very large, spacious and rich, even the handle of a random mug was plated with pure gold, and the tapestry was surrounded by heavy turquoise sapphires.Compared with the previous dungeons, it is simply the enjoyment of the royal family.

Jiang Chen sat on the bed and looked around the room, his eyes finally fell on the curtains.

The curtains were not fully drawn, but there was no light outside, but the lights in the room were bright.The current time in this world should be night, but I don't know what time it is. There is no clock in the room.

Qian Wu woke up suddenly, closed his eyes and muttered, "Is there any water?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the teapot on the bedside table, reached out to weigh it, and poured him a cup.

Qianwu supported his heavy head and struggled to get up. He didn't react when he saw the changed color of the quilt. He didn't open his eyes until the intricately carved cup rested on his lips.

He turned his head sharply.

Jiang Chen said: "Don't panic, we have already come out of the door, it seems that this time we are going to pay directly."

As soon as the words were finished, words suddenly appeared on the tapestry on the chest of drawers opposite the bed.

[The seventh copy: The Curse of the Music Box]

【Number of players: 29】

[Mission Background: The former owner of the castle was a nobleman, and a war destroyed the country.The plunderer, General Douglas, took possession of the castle and sent someone to kill the former owner, leaving only the servants and a weak and incompetent young master Cyril.Cyril was in pain and couldn't sleep. Edmund, the housekeeper in the castle, loved him and danced a waltz with him every night.When Douglas came to the castle to inspect the spoils, he happened to see Cyril and Edmund waltzing.He can't help but drive Edmund out of the ballroom, switch to his favorite tango, and force Cyril to dance with him.That night, he raped Cyril, strangled Cyril's neck on the bed and almost killed him.After that, Douglas came every other day. On the day he came, the waltz would switch to a dangerous tango, and Edmund was not allowed to step into the ballroom...]

[Mission description: When the staccato sounds, the past rushes forward.Dance a secret dance with your loved one! 】

Just after Qian Wu finished reading, he heard Jiang Chen's slightly mocking voice.

"Trash." The commander said full of contempt: "The country is ruined and the family is ruined. My relatives are killed by others, and they even dance tango with them. A coquettish coward, a spineless thing."

Qian Wu paused, and said in a hoarse voice, "You seem to bite the word hard every time you scold others for being coquettish, especially to relieve your hatred."

"Is there?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.

Qianwu nodded while supporting his forehead suffering from hangover.

Jiang Chensui stretched out his hand to touch his head, with a gentle tone, "It has nothing to do with you. You are a baby, so you should be more delicate."

"..."

Qianwu's Adam's apple twitched, and couldn't help breaking the artist's elegant precepts.

"Go away."

The author has something to say: little nerves gleefully writhing on the floor.

Did you hear me?Did you hear me?let you go.

It rubs the floor gloatingly, don't think that you will have true feelings after sleeping, and will let you roll every minute-------