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Calvin stopped the computer, and he listened to the soft knocking sound—a regular, soft knocking on the door, not the way people on this block would knock on the door.In fact, many times people here don't need to knock on the door to get into another person's apartment.

"who is it?"

Calvin pushed back the chair and stood up slowly. He walked to the door, leaned his shoulders against the inside of the door and asked.He didn't look at the cat's eye. Any smart person knows that you'd better not look at the cat's eye in this kind of place. No one likes to be pierced into the eyeball by a twenty-centimeter long sharp-nosed awl at the moment of looking at the cat's eye-of course this kind of The chances of things happening are not high, but no one will relax their vigilance.

There was silence outside the door for a while, and when Calvin was about to take out his gun, Virgilly's soft voice came in from the other side of the plywood board.

"...It's me, Virgil."

"..."

Calvin had to take a breath to calm himself down.

He opened the door—just a tiny slit—and through it he glared viciously at the multiple's creamy face.

"I warned you—"

"I, I can explain..."

Vigilius weakly raised his hand in a gesture of surrender.He is wearing a light gray corduroy suit and a cream linen shirt today, the collar and cuffs are neatly tied, and the cuff buttons dotted with tiny emeralds flashed when he raised his hand. If it falls on other people, it will only make people feel ridiculous, but it unexpectedly suits the temperament of the soft son-in-law of Virgil.

Calvin continued to stare at Virgil in silence. The latter's face was flushed, and there were small beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, looking a bit embarrassed.

"...Actually I just 'woke up'." Virgil frowned sadly, and then added, "The 'just now' refers to ten seconds ago—even the person who knocked on the door was not me."

"..."

"I'm sorry, uh, but my situation is a little special...you know, that, multiple personalities." Virgil tried hard to smile at Calvin, but failed, "It's Histu. "

He raised his head to meet Calvin's astonished face and said, "Histu, who knocked on the door just now, is actually the one who came here. But when he heard you walking towards the door, he I hid subconsciously because I was too shy, I'm sorry I forgot to say that Romanians are quite shy..." Vigili became more and more incoherent.

"You... no, that Histu, what exactly do you want to do?"

A minute ago, Calvin had already secretly swore in his heart that he would never listen to Virgil's explanation: he had already discovered that he had given up too much tolerance to this stupid rabbit-like young master.But he had to admit that this explanation really made him unable to harden his heart and beat Virgilie again - Virgilie's file is in his computer, that precious commodity, the one that eventually became a child because of his parents' mental abuse. patients with multiple personality disorder.

Calvin didn't realize that his attitude had softened the moment he spoke.

Virgili bit the sides of his tongue, trying to prevent himself from showing too obvious a smile through the severe pain.

"He just felt sorry, he always felt that his previous behavior caused trouble."

"He's not wrong about that."

Calvin said coldly.

"...He wants to make up for his mistakes and do what he can for you."

When he said this, Virgil's words stopped, and he lowered his head uneasily. Calvin followed his gaze and looked towards the ground: there were two huge brown paper bags at Virgil's feet. Brightly colored fruits and vegetables and some seasoning bottles of unknown origin can be seen in the light brown open bag, and there are some things pressed under these things, which are probably ingredients or the like.

"...For example...to prepare a dinner for you, er, and, to clean up or something."

Vigili finished the sentence very reluctantly, blushing even more because of embarrassment.

And the response he got was very simple——

"You are dismissed."

Calvin said roughly, and tried to close the door directly.

But before that, Virgil quickly squeezed the sole of his foot into the crack of the door.The cheap door panel slammed heavily on Vigili's fake and expensive Italian handmade custom-made leather shoes, and he let out a miserable scream very well (even if it didn't hurt much).

"Aww... no... I can explain!"

Vigily's face was completely squeezed together, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Histu really doesn't have any malicious intentions, but his way of thinking is really... very 'nanny'! He just wants to do something for you..."

"I don't need it." Calvin said sternly.

He looked at Virgil with great hatred and showed that wet eyes again.

"Please don't reject him," Virgil begged, "Histu's emotions are very delicate, if you reject him like this, he will be hurt."

The son stretched out his finger and pointed to his chest.

"I……"

I don't care if you get hurt.

Calvin should have rejected Virgilius so ruthlessly, but at this moment it is obvious that he made a mistake.Virgili's past flashed through his mind, and it made his heart skip a beat for a brief moment.He got stuck when he was speaking, but it was the pause in his voice that gave Vigily the wrong idea—he thought that Calvin agreed to his request, and those beautiful eyes like a clear spring suddenly lit up The light of surprise.

"You are so kind! Really! I think Histu will be happy, God, he is almost happy... crazy..."

Virgil's eyes suddenly became a little hazy.

Calvin stood there in shock, watching the muscles on his face gradually change.After a few seconds, Virgil looked back at Calvin—but Calvin could tell clearly that the person standing in front of him was no longer that foolish young master.

It was a very shy, clumsy man.

Calvin looked at Virgil...or, thought Histu's face now.Before this, he never thought that a person's temperament could be expressed so clearly through a face.

Obviously they are still completely irrelevant, but Histu's every expression and every look is so simple and kind, with the kind of shy flattery that Calvin doesn't know how to deal with.

"Ho-"

Histu smiled happily at Calvin, his eyes twisted into two puzzling lines.

Calvin remembered that the other party seemed to be a mute.

Seeing that he had bent down to hold the paper bag full of food in his arms, Calvin's expression changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and moved away, opening the door for the Romanian male nanny in Virgil's body.

"I don't need you to do anything for me, whether it's dinner or cleaning, I don't need those."

When Histu walked briskly into his dirty kitchen happily, Calvin still tried to make a final struggle.However, at this time, Xistu just turned his head and showed him that shy smile with pursed lips again.

The afternoon sun fell on Histu's face through the blurred glass window, and the eyes that belonged to Vigilia showed a wonderful light blue-green color, and for a moment, he didn't even look so much like Vigilia Yes—his eyes are gentle, his expression is soft, with a lovely, even feminine look of sincere concern.

Calvin quickly avoided Histu's sight. Where no one saw him, he rolled his eyes unhappily, and at the same time, a strong self-contempt surged in his heart.

What the hell am I getting myself into again—he heard a voice inside him mumbling in pain.

After that Calvin gave up and returned to the computer. He clicked the mouse idly, trying to seriously study the background information belonging to Virgil.But the fact that there is another strange person in this room makes him feel very uncomfortable. He always unconsciously raises his head and looks over the computer screen towards Histu. The latter's movements are very dexterous and skillful. Wen shuttled back and forth between the living room and the kitchen, holding rags and other cleaning tools in hand.

Calvin watched in horror as he cleaned up the room at an astonishing speed. It didn't take long for the old apartment to be astonishingly clean under Histu's cleaning.

Histu, who was doing this kind of hard physical labor, seemed to be enjoying it. As long as he met Calvin's eyes, he would smile brightly.

Calvin felt like he was getting goosebumps.

Yes, he did get himself into huge, unprecedented, trouble.

he thinks.

After cleaning the living room, Histu tiptoed happily back to the kitchen.Calvin heard the rustle of the brown paper bags and the slight thud of something being placed on the counter.

"Enough - you've cleaned up, you don't need to make dinner!"

Calvin rushed to the kitchen door in horror and shouted.

But obviously his resistance didn't work.

Histu turned his head, he selectively ignored Calvin's words, and then continued to show Calvin the ingredients he brought with that sweet smile that made Calvin's hair stand on end.

"Asparagus? Oh no - at least not asparagus - garlic too...sorry I really can't handle this...what's that black thing? Shit? Oh my god I really—"

Calvin completely gave up struggling after seeing Histu casually carrying a fresh stone crab out of the tank with its teeth and claws open.

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

Calvin said.

He couldn't imagine what he could eat tonight: making stone crabs in his dilapidated kitchen?For god's sake he doesn't even have a pot.

...Histu bent down, he dug in the brown paper bag, and finally brought out a shiny black iron pot.

Calvin: "..."

To be honest, until the second he sat down at the dinner table, Calvin had no hope of what he could eat.His stomach has been filled with strong regret, and he hates his soft heart in the previous second.

At the same time, Histu spread the starched and snow-white tablecloth on Calvin's coffee table (the crooked coffee table is also their dining table today), and then he earnestly motioned Calvin to sit on the sofa.

The hard edge of the coffee table was pressed against Calvin's knee, and Calvin felt more and more stiff.

"...Actually, I'm really not very hungry."

he said in a low voice.

Histu narrowed his eyes sweetly.

First came a salad - quite different from anything Calvin had eaten before.

Served on a snow-white bone china plate, the salad consists of gherkins, basil leaves and young roasted asparagus, topped with crushed pine nuts and black pepper that are wonderfully roasted and fragrant.

Calvin is definitely not one to love organic cucumbers, basil and asparagus, yet the salad dressing with sea salt and olive oil has a surprisingly delicious flavor (perhaps due to the good amount of basil and pine nut dressing in there too) , the small tomatoes that have been baked with the skin until the skin is dry and the inside is full of sweet and sour juice are cut and mixed into the salad, bringing a rich and juicy taste.

Next, Xistu served poached eggs. To Calvin, they should only appear on breakfast food, but if you look closely, they are very different from ordinary poached eggs.

The milky white cheese sauce is filled in a slightly deep shallow dish, which is mixed with a wonderful aroma of fragrant spices.The sage is deep-fried in butter until it becomes crispy, and freshly grated garlic is stirred into the cheese.Fluffy poached eggs are pushed into the cheese mixture and sprinkled with sliced ​​truffle slices.When the still hot butter is poured on the poached eggs, you can hear the creaking sound, and at the same time, there is a strong aroma.After poking away the trembling translucent egg white with a spoon, the golden and viscous egg liquid slowly gushes out.

At this time, Histu just rightly served Calvin a piece of toast that was toasted until it was golden brown and crispy.Calvin dubiously placed the semi-solidified cheese egg on the toast, and Histu had already reached out his hand silently, pouring rich Dutch juice on Calvin.

"Ho..."

He looked at Calvin expectantly, a series of rough breaths rolled out of his throat, and then he gestured for Calvin to eat the toast.

Calvin bit down the piece of toast with some hesitation. While chewing, he could feel the crunchy toast crunching between his teeth. His tongue was wrapped by the rich taste of cheese and the smoothness and sweetness of eggs. , the aroma of truffles and cheese pours into the brain through the tongue, and finally merges into an amazing delicacy.

Finally, the stone crab was brought to the table.

Contrary to Calvin's expectation, the method of making stone crabs is surprisingly simple - they are completely dried and buried in rough sea salt for baking.When served, the hot stone crab's bright red mottled surface is covered with fine grains of snow-white salt.

Histu didn't know when he went to the kitchen, and when he appeared next to Calvin again, he was holding a glass of light golden white wine in his hand.

"Do not……"

Calvin shook his hand at him, he didn't want to drink in front of a strange person... or, in other words, a strange personality.But the strange thing is that when he met Xistu's eyes, his inner persistence became weak again.

I don't know when, it was already dark, and the lights in the room were a little dim, making Xistu's eyes look a little dark.

"I really don't..."

Before Calvin finished speaking, Histu had already reached out and handed the wine glass to Calvin's hand. He held Calvin's palm in his hand, squeezed Calvin's fingers, and stuck them to the cold glass one by one. on the glass.

Calvin felt as if he heard a hoarse gasp, he was a little dazed, and when he came back to his senses, his tongue was already dipped in the sweet wine.

It was a much lighter-bodied wine than expected, and the sweet taste was more like some kind of fruit juice than wine. This kind of thought made Calvin's vague worries gradually fade away, although he himself did not realize that he was In a slight dizziness.

Histu's fingertips slowly slid across Calvin's, and then he pulled his hand away.He knocked off a crab claw for Calvin and put it on the plate. The broken crab shell had been carefully pushed aside, and the white and firm crab meat was squeezed out from the hard red shell.There is no sauce, but the crab meat itself is sweet enough - the taste of sea salt has penetrated into the white texture when grilled, combining with the fresh and sweet taste of the crab meat itself, and what's even more amazing is that this stone crab The crab meat is still juicy after roasting. The wonderful crab meat has a firm but soft texture because of the mellow juice. Let this delicacy become more vivid and unique.

A feeling of lightness slowly filled Calvin's body, and he slowly ate the food and wine that Histu had prepared for him, with a pure and happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

Histu had been standing beside Calvin, and he looked deeply at the latter's body—from the beautiful jaw to the collarbone, as well as the thin shoulders and slender waist...

He always had that gentle, harmless smile on his face.

His pupils, however, were a deep blue-black color—the kind that can only be found on the deepest, darkest, coldest bottom of the ocean.