Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

Alexander's skill in smashing the field is really not covered, and everyone is silent when he throws a word.

Melanie immediately jumped up to invite Roxanne out, and the faces of those fat guys in Daxia followed suit.Indeed, he took the initiative to come to the door to show his bow, and even sent a beautiful woman to show his respect, but it was a shame, and I would not be happy if it was me.But Alexander...

He turned his head angrily, closed his eyes, grasped the handrail with both hands, and tried to restrain his emotions.

Hephaistion was already a little drunk, he wanted to come over and talk to Alexander, but he swayed like a bamboo pole as soon as he stood up, and was quickly supported by the servant next to him.He's really low on alcohol.

"It seems that we are not welcomed by His Majesty." The fat man said.

"Relax Alexander, the envoys are still here." Hephaistion said.

"Don't let everyone be afraid of you, Your Majesty." Kassander sneered.

The light of the fire was crackling, flickering and shining on Alexander's deep facial features.Occasionally, the people chatted in a low voice, and no one cared about the political struggles of the upper nobles.

Alexander still did not speak, staring at the fireworks in a daze.

The generals also have their own ghosts.Krest, who was sitting across from him, looked indifferent, and Ptolemy turned a blind eye to what was happening in front of him. Seleucus, who was beside him, smiled and put his arms around the dancer's waist, looking indifferently.

Seeing that the envoys became more and more impatient, the doubtful discussions among the audience became louder, and the atmosphere became more and more disharmonious, I winked at him, but he didn't notice that his eyeballs were about to fall off.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty!"

He finally retracted his gaze and turned to me: "What?"

"What the hell are you posting..." Suddenly feeling strong gazes gathered around me, I realized that my voice was a bit loud, so I coughed lightly and said in a soothing tone, "Why don't you watch other shows, maybe they will be very good. "

"I..." He opened his mouth slightly and just about to say something to me, he shook his hand holding his forehead, and the strange emotion in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Sorry, I just thought of something else, I lost my composure." He got up to call the waiter, picked up the wine bottle and walked down the steps gradually, "Melanie, stop your rude behavior, I want to apologize to this dancer. "

The people around gave way tacitly, Alexander walked slowly, and his riding boots stopped in front of Roxana.He stared at her with glazed eyes, and she looked back at him without dodging, with indifference in her snake-like eyes.

He raised his glass to beckon to her, drank it down, and held out his hand to her.

The ring between the fingers is golden.

"The dance was really a surprise, young lady, please forgive me for my momentary gaffe." He whispered these words in an elegant and low voice.

Roxana looked at the hand in front of her, hesitated for a second, and put her own on it.

Alexander bent his mouth and kissed his fingertips lightly: "...I accept your friendship."

The cheers almost lifted the roof for a while.

The crowd pushed me to the back, and I couldn't see Alexander even if I stood on tiptoe.I felt a little thirsty for no reason, so I picked up the wine around me and drank several glasses.I put down my wine glass only to find that someone was doing the same thing as me. I turned my head and looked, okay, Yuanjia Road is narrow, and Hephaistion was also looking at me when he was drunk.

My head was hot and I couldn't help laughing while leaning on the table.Look at his down-and-out look, as if he was wearing a cuckold, with a wrinkled face, it's really ugly.I knew this guy was going to be jealous.Hmph, it deserves it!

Really relieved!The more I looked at him, the more blurred my vision became. I rubbed my eyes and tried to stand up, but I was pushed and shoved by someone, and the chair fell to the ground.I leaned against the table and covered my face.

That handsome face, as always, emerged clearly in the darkness.

When he opened his eyes, the face was still there.

"Bagos, what are you talking about?" Alexander looked down at me, his three-dimensional facial features enlarged, his faint fragrance permeated the air, and the gemstone necklace made me dizzy.

I shook my head, only to realize that I was already in front of him.

What did I just say?

"Did I hear you wrong, you mean you want to dance?"

Ah, yes, I said I was going to dance, and I nodded fiercely.Anyway, I won't see each other again in the future, hum, let these ancients open their eyes and let them understand what is called a real dance!

My face was hot from the alcohol, and I tore off the robe on my body, only wearing a pair of linen trousers.Fortunately, the belt is tied tighter.

He held me back and was silent for a while before he said, "You've drank so much, are you sure you can still dance?"

There were loud booing around, I was a little over excited, I pulled away from him and raised the corners of my mouth, turned to the musician and said: "Wait a minute, I'll get ready, play the war dance song again, but try to be as soft and slow as possible." , beat the drums later."

After I finished speaking, I walked to the center of the stage, lay down on my side and looked down at the ground.

According to legend, in the west where the gods live, there is a beautiful young man named Narcissus leaning over the water and pitying himself.Ai Ke, the goddess of echo, fell in love with him, but she shed tears because of her unspoken confession.The beautiful boy fell in love with his own shadow irresistibly, leaving only the weeping whispers of the Goddess Echo echoing forever in the mountains and forests.

This is one of my favorite stories in ancient Greek mythology.

The harp and the long pipe are constantly intertwined, and I feel that my soul is reborn in the eloquent music.Narcissus is naturally beautiful, pure and flawless, elegant like a swan when he stretches out his hand, but as shy as a child when he lowers his head.

I stepped on the rhythm with bare feet and walked slowly towards Alexander who was sitting on the top.

He looked away anxiously, but involuntarily fell back on me.

The second time, the tune suddenly turned around, and with the addition of drums and another kind of piano sound, it became vague and ambiguous.I immediately turned into the Goddess of Echo who was obsessed with the boy, chasing him and seducing him at the same time.

As the legs were raised, the wind blew just in time to ripple the white linen trousers, and someone whistled loudly.I was dancing smoothly, so I simply turned my back and stopped standing on my head out of thin air.Before the high cheers of the crowd were over, they opened their legs little by little, and the loud gasps and screams quickly covered the cheers.

Let this passionate dance be the swan song of Bagosse.

Sweat dripping down my back, I stood up again and looked up at him.

Alexander's attention was finally fully focused on me.He looked at me without blinking, and there was only me in his beautiful blue eyes at this moment.

This dance wears me out, but I'd rather it never end.

Of course this is not possible.

After the dance, I stood where I was and bowed slightly to him, intending to leave the stage.In the chaos, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Why didn't you kiss him?" The tone was quite serious.

"Yes! His Majesty should kiss him! He is so beautiful!"

"Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him! . . . "

Just like a dream, just like the scene I saw in the script, Alexander got up without saying a word, and was surrounded by the crowd and approached me.

"Kiss him! Kiss him..." The applause and whistle also became louder and louder.

He finally stopped in front of me again, his golden hair the color of a wheat field.

I felt my eyes could barely contain the tears that were welling up from so much joy.In fact, until now, I still feel that I was very lucky to meet him.

Whether it's Bagoas or Francisco, I just regret not telling him I love him.

I can't write, and I can't speak.But Alexander, can you read my eyes?

Alexander was neither happy nor angry, and slowly stretched out his right hand.I thought he was going to do what he did to Roxanne just now, but raised his slender fingertips, brushed my hair, then lifted my chin, pulled my face, and he kissed me gently.A gentle and long kiss was printed on the lips, mixed with the warm smell of wine and incense.

I will remember him.And never forget again.

I never watched the celebration that followed.

I took advantage of the chaos to search for Hephaistion.He was too drunk to open his eyes, frowning to cover his face, his right hand resting casually on the armrest.I sat beside him, bent down, pretended to put away the wine glass and quickly pulled off the ring on his right hand, and sneaked into the crowd again.The edges and corners of the gem accidentally scratched my palm, and I realized that I had really succeeded.

I stopped and found myself standing at the entrance of the main hall.Looking back, the young emperor is still surrounded by people. The golden crown, flower petals, wine, beauties, music and laughter, incense and fireworks, everything seems so unreal at this moment.

The way he smiled, it was as if the whole world was bathed in sunlight.

A person walked through the dark and silent corridor, and then sealed all this in memory, returning to the original world.I can bear anything, but I'm afraid I can't bear one thing: there is no one I love in that world.

I turned and walked into the darkness.

On New Year’s Eve, the whole city was very lively. I took the package and walked around the city aimlessly. On the way, I saw a child drooling at the grilled chicken on the stall, ragged and lonely, like orphan.I gave him all the silver coins I had on me.

The little boy was dumbfounded for a long time, and looked up at me: "Big brother, where are you going?"

"I don't know either." I thought for a while and patted his head, "My brother will buy you a roast chicken, why don't you go somewhere with him."

After I finished speaking, I was also stunned. This sentence is really like abducting children.

The little boy suddenly realized: "My brother is still afraid of the dark at such an age."

I smiled wryly: "Forget it."

After he finished his roast chicken, I took him to the stables.

The soldiers watching the horses also drank a lot of wine and fell asleep hugging the pillars.

The shiny black horse sensed our approach, and impatiently ground and then kicked.The little boy hugged my waist in fright.

"Don't be nervous, it's called a bull's head." I explained softly to him, "It's a very mighty horse. It has been on many battlefields and is invincible."

When he heard this, he didn't feel scared any more, and he circled the bull's head twice, then suddenly turned his head and said loudly, "I want to ride it, can I?"

"This horse is spiritual. It only listens to one person."

"Then you order it to let me ride?"

"But it doesn't listen to me."

"Ah!" He dragged his voice in disappointment, and muttered, "Brother is so boring, take me to see other people's horses at night..."

I didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, I just lay on the haystack beside me and watched the stars.

Seeing that I ignored him, the little boy ran over and lay beside me.

"Hey, what is this?"

"It's nothing." I grabbed the ring back in my hand and turned over, "It's just a gadget."