King of home technology

"He's my... brother after all."

A faint smile melted on the cheeks with deep contours, and the man's voice gently melted in the cool night wind, tinged with a little sadness.

This kind of Harvey Nichols was something Mo Guangxia didn't understand. For a moment, the expression on his face was very confused.

"you……"

"What about me?" Harvey Nichols rolled his eyes and snorted, "With your IQ, you won't understand."

Shit, this man can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book, could it be the legendary split personality?

Whoops, never seen it before.

Mo Guangxia looked at the other party with curious eyes.

"What do you mean by that look in your eyes? Do you think I have a split personality?"

Putting away his sewing kit, Harvey Nichols sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette.Casual poses are elegant and charming to the point of astonishment.

Mo Guangxia who was standing on the chair was startled, "... how do you know?"

"Tch!" The man calmly exhaled a puff of white smoke, "Everything you think in your heart is written on your face. In this world, only an idiot's expression always precedes the brain's reaction."

Mo Guangxia rubbed his nose in frustration, slandering in his heart, how could anyone in this world have such a cheap mouth, it was uncomfortable to listen to ordinary words coming out of his mouth.

"Hey, take off the clothes on your body." The man leaned on the sofa casually, and gave orders lazily, "It's been enough time to wear it as you."

"Hey, obviously you came here to ask me for help..." Mo Guangxia retorted in a bad mood, "Otherwise, who would want to wear this broken mosquito net."

"Mosquito nets?" Harvey Nichols smiled, "I don't know who saw the clothes I designed and was so excited that their eyes glowed green."

If I knew you were this kind of person, I would rather run around every day than wear clothes designed by you!

Mo Guangxia fidgeted and pulled the white gauze that was draped over her body.

"Be careful, don't tear it." Harvey Nichols reminded lightly, "I told you that the ruby ​​inlaid on it is a family heirloom of the Nichols family."

"...That has something to do with me! Such a thing must be used to put on a wedding dress...Your family is all brains, right?"

"Oh," the man didn't even try to defend himself, "It doesn't hurt to be careful."

"Okay, okay——" Mo Guangxia completely surrendered, and returned the white gauze that he had taken off, "Take your priceless clothes and leave quickly, lest I, a poor man, take advantage of the money, and then you will lose more than you gain."

"For the sake of money? Well...you seem like someone who would do such a thing..." Harvey Nichols turned his head and raised the corners of his lips as he put the luxurious wedding dress into the lockbox he carried with him, "In the range of Italy If you can realize 'Lucia', remember to give me half of it."

"Who's that 'Lucia'?"

"..." The man walked to the door with a broken face, and looked back at him, "Isn't there a computer in the room? Check it online yourself, whether you can't use it or can't read."

Looking in the direction indicated by his eyes, there was indeed a latest laptop computer placed on the table in the corner of the room.

MD, if you want to blame, blame the house for being too big, with too many decorations, which confuse his young master Mo's sight.If you didn't see it, you didn't see it. Is it necessary to hurt people so much?

"Hey--"

Mo Guangxia, who was gritting his teeth secretly, suddenly heard the man who should have left ask, "Xiao Chengzhuo has been so kind to you and willing to give you a title, why did you run away?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Mo Guangxia gritted his teeth, walked to the table angrily, and pulled back the chair, "I don't need you, a nobleman, to ask me, a commoner like me."

"Oh, don't you want to say it?" Harvey Nichols rested his slender fingers on the antique copper handle, and closed the door just opened again, "Don't say such willful things under the fence... Believe it or not, I Call Xiao Chengzhuo now and ask him to take you back?"

"..." Mo Guangxia was stabbed at the fatal point, and Mo Guangxia cut off the power immediately.

"Okay, okay, I still want to marry a wife and have a son to continue my family's incense. Is this okay?" Unable to bear the other party's poking at the door and refusing to leave, Mo Guangxia simply waved his hand and talked nonsense.

"That's simple, don't you give Xiaocheng Zhuosheng one and it's over?"

"..." Regarding this kind of anti-science and anti-humanity statement, a certain party fell silent.

Since he would escape, he naturally had his own reasons.

That's right, it's not wrong for him to like men, and it's not wrong for him to be willing to have fun while he is young and capital.It's just that he didn't want to be tied up in a fixed relationship so early on, not to mention that the other party was Xiao Chengzhuo who always made him suffer.

When two men go to bed, it's only natural that you love me.But if it comes to... getting married, it would be too unimaginable for him.

Let's not talk about the pressure that such a special combination will face.He was completely unprepared for the boredom caused by having to face the same person day and night, and for the responsibilities of a family...

This kind of psychology of avoiding fixed family relationship and assuming necessary responsibilities is "marriage phobia".It exists between any two people who are about to enter the marriage hall, whether they are opposite sex or same sex.

There is a wonderful saying in slang called "coldfeet", which literally translates to "cold feet".

Mo Guangxia's understanding is very simple, if your feet are cold, just run.

So... On the night of the wedding night in the bridal chamber, he ran away.

"Hey, you—" Harvey Nichols' voice brought him back from deep thought, as if he didn't want to pursue his perfunctory answer.

He raised his eyes to look at the other party, the Italian man's unique deep-cut face was as handsome as a god descending from the sky under the moonlight.Even the expression is sincere and focused.

"You have to remember that there is only a fixed blood relationship between people, and there is no fixed relationship. When the person who loves you is capable and willing to give you a home, it is your greatest luck."

After all, he gave him a meaningful look, turned around and opened the door and left.

Listening to the sound of his footsteps fading away in the corridor, Mo Guangxia was still blinking on the chair.

It's inexplicable, why did that guy suddenly say something like that, maybe he was possessed by something.

I just said that there must be something weird and dirty in this antique-level place... Sure enough.Thinking of the image of Harvey Nichols shining with the radiance of the Virgin just now, Mo Guangxia suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and his hair stood on end.

In the middle of the night, someone who could save him... His desperate eyes scanned the room for a week, and finally fell back on the computer in front of him.

A fly over to turn on the machine, he urgently needs to communicate with the outside world to prove that he did not fall into a different dimension.

After the page was opened, the avatar on the MSN list was dark.The time difference is only six hours, and it is daytime in China.Mo Guangxia wished he could pop open the windows of every evil diving party to greet the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors for the Virgin Mary.

"How are you? What are you doing up so late?"

A strange greeting suddenly jumped out.

Mo Guangxia froze for a moment, and then took a look at the other party's ID - "idolae".

Launching the all-powerful and evil search engine shows: "idolae" is derived from Latin, meaning "illusion".

After thinking about it, he didn't have any impression of this person, but since the other party came to him when he needed the tree hole, it wouldn't hurt to use it by the way.

Anyway, MSN doesn't have the function of saving chat records, and neither of them knows their real identities, so it's completely possible to meet and smile without thinking about it afterwards.

Thinking of this, Mo Guangxia replied, "Hello."

The other party responded quickly.

"Hello, it's very kind to meet someone who speaks Chinese in a foreign country."

"Yes."

"Where are you? Still not resting so late?"

"Venice. I'm so upset that I can't sleep."

"Venice? I've been there. Nice place. What are you doing there?"

……

When I was asked this question, I felt a tightness in my chest.Mo Guangxia in front of the computer was dazzled for a while.

He sneered a few times, and typed out a string of words - "He got married by cheating."

"Oh? Which unscrupulous man did something good? Beauty is not for cheating!"

... The other party actually regarded him as a woman.But when he saw the description of "unscrupulous man", Mo Guangxia didn't bother to pursue it, and the words "seeing the same thing" immediately flashed in his eyes.

See, everyone felt that Xiao Chengzhuo's actions were too scumbag, and he immediately became very grateful for the stranger on the other side of the computer, and echoed: "It's just T^T".

It also has the expression of a cow inside.

The other party was really full of sympathy, and quickly asked: "Then what are you going to do?"

Mo Guangxia felt complacent, "Hey, I ran away."

"Pfft—you became a runaway bride? In this way, that man must be very depressed."

Imagine Xiao Chengzhuo's madness, Mo Guangxia smiled and raised his eyes half-emptyly, "Fuck him!"

"Well, there is no need to be too tolerant of this kind of person, but what should you do if you don't know the place well?"

Unexpectedly, the other party asked such a thoughtful question, Mo Guangxia froze, looking a little surprised.

"...It's okay, I met a friend on the road. I'm staying at a friend's house now."

"Huh? Such a coincidence, to meet an old acquaintance in a foreign land? You are lucky."

"Yeah, she was a senior in college, and she married a wonderful husband here, and now I'm staying at their house."

"That's right. However, there are so many rules in the rich family's house. Are you used to living in it?"

Wow, so careful, even this has been considered for him.Mo Guangxia's favorability for this "idolae" immediately increased by several percentage points.Recalling the farce he saw at dinner, the strange Nichols brothers, he couldn't help bursting into laughter, and the gossip cells in his body suddenly revived.

"Let me tell you, I found out that their house..."

With such a start, he gave full play to his talents graduated from the Chinese Department, added oil and vinegar to make up a story of family grievances and grievances to the other party.

Mo Guangxia, who was so full of complaints, didn't notice at all that he had unintentionally staged the whole process of creating gossip.

As a result, when he finished speaking, a long string of "..." sent by the other party was displayed on the window, obviously he was speechless due to his strange thinking.

Mo Guangxia didn't care how the other party felt, he was relieved immediately after expressing the anger in his chest, and felt a lot more relaxed.

"Sorry, please listen to my complaints."

Facts have proved that when the mood is good, the devil also turns into an angel.

If the people on the other end of MSN understand someone's usual self-important style, they will be so grateful to thank God.

It's a pity that this passer-by named "idolae" is obviously an innocent person who doesn't know.He just said, "If you continue talking, it will be dawn, and you should go to sleep for a while."

Wow?Doesn't this posture make it clear that he thinks he's long-winded?Forget it, what does he care about with someone he doesn't know.

"Well, I'm going to sleep, good night." He typed out a line of innocuous words.

"OK, good night."

After the chat window was closed, Mo Guangxia was just about to raise his hand to cut off the power, when the notification showing the new message jumped again.

He opened it suspiciously, only to see the last sentence left by "idolae".

"Alice who strayed into Wonderland, go home early when you've had enough fun. Be careful not to become 'Latoya Fiada' who encounters a big wolf."

La Toia Fiata - Italian means "the woman who went the wrong way", which is the original name of the opera "La Traviata".Mo Guangxia has this bit of common sense, but what does it have to do with Alice and the Big Bad Wolf?

The implication is too secretive, and the amount of doped information is too large, causing someone's Pentium 286 to temporarily freeze.

Concentrating on mobilizing all the brain cells to fight for hundreds of rounds, someone who still couldn't figure out the mystery felt a burst of grief and indignation.

Shit, I didn't read the almanac before I went out, maybe it doesn't match the feng shui of Venice, otherwise why would I always encounter psychosis one after another.

Looking drowsily at the already white sky outside the window, he said to himself: It's okay, Young Master Mo, you're just too sleepy after not sleeping all night.Wake up and everything will be fine...

Turning off the computer and getting up, he wobbled back on the bed and fell asleep.

Mo Guangxia didn't open his eyes until the early morning sunlight dispelled the last ray of darkness in the room and fell directly on the pillow.

The fragrant breeze outside the window and the melodious birdsong reminded him of the coming of a beautiful day.

After washing up, he pushed open the French windows on the terrace, and was instantly stunned by the beauty of the European-style garden in front of him.

Under the sun, the water column spit out by the fountain is shining brightly, the flowers are full of flowers, the shade of the trees is thick and green, and the mottled bluestones build a winding path, and the moss on it engraves the traces of the years, recalling the present and recalling the past.

Now that I have decided to say goodbye and leave today, it would be nice to take a walk in the garden before breakfast.

Thinking of this, he changed his clothes and left the room, and walked through the corridor to the garden in the backyard.

The manor castle was so quiet that there was no one there. It seemed that the people living here still kept the old custom of getting up late.

About an hour later, Mo Guangxia, who returned from the garden in a good mood, found that there was finally movement in the castle.

However, compared to the normal busyness of waking up early and going about their own affairs, this kind of movement seems a bit chaotic.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Puzzled and pushed open the door of the main hall, Mo Guangxia's eyes widened in astonishment.

In the living room, several dignified men in uniforms turned their heads in response.

What is the situation? Stefano Nichols had someone from the Metropolitan Police over for breakfast?

Before he was ashamed to ask about the living customs of the Italian nobles, a tall middle-aged man in a police uniform on the sofa got up and walked straight to him.