69novels Chapter 488 Grandpa Visits
Chapter 488 Grandpa Visits
At night, the TV was on, and Xiuyan was wearing a shirt and trousers, hugging a cushion to watch TV.
Yue Shanxi had to clean up the table for him, and wash the dishes and chopsticks by the way, which made him look unloved.When he was at home, he never thought of doing this kind of work, but when he was away from the servants, he had to take care of these simple chores.
However, it is worthwhile to let He Xiuyan stop mentioning the previous topics.
Eternal Yingliang the hell!
Why does Kaneki have feelings for him even after he lost his memory?
Yue Shanxi was extremely regretful, he purposely spoke vaguely, which actually caused He Xiuyan to misunderstand the relationship with Yongjin Yingliang.
But judging from his understanding of He Xiuyan, the other party will definitely not take the initiative to approach Yong Jin Yingliang. The biggest difference between love and friendship is that love is selfish and wants to get the other party completely.And He Xiuyan's character is doomed that he will not easily accept a person's possessive desire for him, and he will either completely push it away or keep it for observation.
He was able to stay because he used his life as a bet to touch the softness in the other party's heart.
Golden wood is always golden wood.
But the difference in living environment makes it infinitely more difficult for He Xiuyan to get close to Kaneki Ken.
He came out of the kitchen, wiped the water on his hands, and looked at the other party's figure sitting on the sofa from the corner of his eye.The black shirt can best set off this person's temperament. The broken hair on the back of the neck covers part of the fair skin. The neck is long and slender, seemingly fragile, but it is actually where Nilin is. He can guarantee that no one can hold him throat.
Even he has never kissed He Xiuyan's neck.
After eating and drinking and finishing the housework, Yue Shanxi inevitably had other thoughts and quietly walked behind the sofa.
He Xiuyan's eyes watching the TV moved.
But did not look back.
A movie was playing on the TV. It was the dream version of "To Kafka" that made countless Takatsuki Izumi readers vomit blood last year.
At the end, the protagonist of Huangliang Yimeng opens his eyes, and all the fears are illusory.
Life is still so good.
Such a contrast is enough to make people feel the happiness of being reborn and crying.
How many people are willing to become sewer bugs and live on rotting food all day long?Even if the bug is powerful and agile, and can easily kill humans, it cannot be an enemy of the entire human society after all.Presumably one day, the moment it is exposed to the sun, it will be killed by humans who are afraid of aliens.
He Xiuyan asked abruptly: "What is the real ending of "To Kafka"?"
Yue Shanxi had already come behind him, bent down, and stopped stealing the kiss.
"Is there a reward for answering?"
"Have."
"What is it?"
"You don't need to wash my clothes, let the servant do it tomorrow."
"..."
This reward really makes me want to cry.
Yue Shanxi's mouth twitched, and he looked at the TV in front of him. "To Kafka" is a movie adapted from a horror novel. In order to prevent his sweetheart from having nightmares, he forcibly added various "dream" scenes. plot to increase the sense of joy.
"His real end was death."
Having said that, Yue Shanxi realized something and took a slight breath.
"How did you die?"
"I couldn't find a place to hide, and was killed after being discovered by others?"
After making a guess with Xiuyan, he went back to watch Yue Shanxi, not interested in the movie's ending song.
Yue Shanxi said helplessly: "Basically, the ending is open-ended—after all, the original book is in the form of a letter. The person who wrote the letter is dead, so naturally it can't be finished. I think the more important reason is that he doesn't want to eat rotten food. , he only eats when he can’t control his instincts, his body gets weaker day by day, and finally he can’t resist the danger when it comes.”
Feeling the other party hugging his shoulder, He Xiuyan said in a low voice.
"Although 'poisonous insects' alludes to ghouls, ghouls' diet concept is actually similar to that of humans. We only eat one kind of meat, while humans eat chicken, duck, fish, etc., in order to survive."
"It's because the ghoul's recipe is too simple."
He Xiuyan didn't understand what he was trying to comfort himself, so he replied.
"That's right!"
Yue Shanxi was very resentful at this point, "Human beings can eat a variety of delicacies, but ghouls can't."
He Xiuyan smiled and said, "I can eat it."
Yue Shanxi suddenly changed his tone, and said enviously: "Yes, the blood of the one-eyed ghoul is really excellent. Humans long for the power of ghouls, and ghouls want to live as easily as humans. No need to kill for food."
"Research is a miracle."
After going around in a circle, Yue Shanxi came to a conclusion.
Kaneki is a miracle, not a monster.
He couldn't quite get the words out, but the hidden meaning was expressed in the most tactful and gentle way.
"Walking around, you just want to praise me for eating more?" He Xiuyan was a little speechless, but it didn't feel bad to be praised by Yue Shanxi. He was sandwiched between humans and ghouls, and he also hoped to be praised. People on both sides agree.
He Xiuyan smiled, "Okay, don't sneak around behind me and try to do something bad."
Breathing stagnated, He Xiuyan felt the kiss that the other party had prepared for a long time fell on his neck, slightly itchy, soft breath and moist lips rubbed the skin of the neck, as if licking and sucking the summer will melt Like ice cream.
The neck is the most dangerous place.
Even if He Xiuken has reached the realm of "Dragon", the bones of the neck are also one of the most vulnerable places.After transforming into a dragon, the inverse scale of the "dragon" also grows under the dragon's head, which is the most standard neck bone in human form.
Outsiders are not allowed to touch it at will, the dragon's reverse scale, if you touch it, you will die.
"Don't kiss there, don't touch..."
He Xiuyan couldn't dodge, his fingers grabbed Yue Shanxi's buried hair, the short purple hair was slipperier than silk.
Yue Shanxi keenly sensed the place he didn't want him to touch, chuckled lowly, and deliberately bit his throat.
Biting the small larynx, the tip of his tongue slid up.
It's really exquisite...
Yue Shanxi had the urge to crush his throat, wanting to hear the other party's whimpering.
However, he is not a beast that only knows how to vent his desire. He suppresses the cruelty in the ghoul's nature and bites gently, only bringing a numb feeling to the other party. Occasionally, a bit of biting force stimulates dangerous nerves.
He Xiuyan couldn't have any killing intent towards him, at most his eyes showed dissatisfaction.
"Believe it or not, I put you in a dungeon."
He did what he said.
Regarding this, Yue Shanxi continued to kiss him as if he didn't hear it, sucking a rare hickey on his neck.The hickey belongs to subcutaneous congestion, and Xiuyan's physical fitness makes this reddish mark disappear quickly, like a plum blossom mark that disappears in the blink of an eye.
"IchliebeDich. (German: I love you.)"
"Tired of listening."
"Tiamo. (Italian.)"
"..."
"Jet'aime. (French.)"
"..."
"S'agapo. (Greek.)"
……
Dozens of languages in different countries express the same meaning.
【I love you. 】
Even though he and Xiuyan haven't read the books on this kind of confession, they still understand it from Yue Shanxi's words.
Let a person learn "I love you" in dozens of different languages just for you.
That in itself is a kind of love.
He Xiuyan's heart was burning, and he initially rejected Yue Shanxi because he was a male and could not conceive offspring.But when he understood that the responsibilities of the family were all imposed on him by his grandfather, he could no longer force himself to accept a woman he didn't love at all, and complete a joyless intercourse for the sake of inheriting the family.
Love knows no gender, it's just a coincidence that the person who loves you is a man.
He can also get his strange but touching love from the other party.
It's where grandpa...
Thinking of his family, He Xiuyan felt rebellious. If grandpa really loved him, he would naturally tolerate him living like an uncle instead of forcing him to leave a descendant.
The meaning of his life is not to be a puppet manipulated by grandpa!
He Xiuyan turned his face sideways, broke the bottom line for the first time, and let his neck be kissed all over, which greatly satisfied Yue Shanxi's regret that he had not been able to touch his skin for a long time.He himself has a certain degree of skin hunger and thirst, and he likes to be touched and kissed in his heart. Maybe there is no real kiss, but such intimacy and hickey behavior, he only let Yue Shanxi cross the line alone.
A few minutes later, Yue Shanxi's breathing became slightly heavier, and he gently rubbed his cheek against Xiuyan's earlobe.
"Yan, do you have feelings for me?"
Just say yes!
He immediately went to untie and repair the tie and buttons of the clothes, no longer stopping at the exposed skin outside the clothes.
At this point, even if he and Xiuyan are concerned about face, they can't deny that they don't feel it.He leaned on the sofa, his chest heaved obviously, the temperature of his body surface rose, and he wanted to hug that man.
He Xiuyan hesitated for a moment, "Let me think about it."
This is developing a little fast.
In fact, Yue Shanxi has been chasing him for more than two years in Germany, plus now, he has known him for three years, which is definitely a model of slowness.
He Xiuken is an unconscious ascetic.
How could Yue Shanxi let him use the method of procrastination, and coaxed him: "Then sleep together tonight, let's try it first, how about it?"
He Xiuyan raised his eyebrows, "If I let you sleep with me, can you guarantee that you won't do anything?"
Yue Shanxi said brazenly, "No problem."
Who will believe this sentence?
He Xiuyan rolled his eyes at him, but couldn't stand Yue Shanxi's stalking, and almost agreed to try to share the same bed.
The ringtone of the mobile phone appeared, breaking the charm.
He Xiuyan took the opportunity to push away Yue Shanxi who was stuck behind his sofa, wishing to take off his clothes.
Sitting on the sofa opposite, he adjusted his breathing and answered the phone: "Pei Rong, what are you doing tonight?"
No matter how you hear Aihara Peirong's voice, you feel a little guilty.
"Master Yan, the Patriarch wants to see you at night."
"I don't see you."
"But, but the Patriarch is already on his way, almost at the door."
"..."
Oops, grandpa is here!
He Xiuyan's face was ugly, he stood up instantly, rushed to the window to look outside, and as expected, there was a car parked nearby.
He turned off the phone and immediately said, "Yueshan, go to the basement!"
Yue Shanxi showed surprise, "But there are my clothes in the room, what should I do?"
"I won't let grandpa into your room. Hurry up and go to the basement. Remember to close the door. There are partitions made of Quinker steel in the basement, so grandpa won't be aware of your existence!"
"Okay, I'll go down right away."
"hurry up!"
He Xiuyan had no way to delay, so he could only quickly open the window, planning to go out to block He Xiu Changji who came to visit him.With 1 minute of ventilation time, the smell of ghouls in the air in the living room should disappear.
Yue Shanxi suddenly shouted: "Wait!"
He Xiuyan was surprised.
The other party quickly tore open a pack of wet tissues, walked up to him, and wiped the kissed skin on his neck.
He Xiuyan realized that he had the smell of Yue Shanxi on him.
Once grandpa smells like a male ghoul on him, grandpa will not foolishly think that he is just eating.
He Xiuyan felt anxious, "That's enough, go down quickly, I'll find you later."
Yue Shanxi hugged him, and quickly ran to the basement.
Must be avoided.
If He Xiu Changji knew that he was living with He Xiuyan, he might have skinned him.
Outside the house, He Xiu Changji got his wish and met his cold-faced grandson. He Xiu Yan didn't want him to come in at first, but he closed the door of his grandpa and let an old man in his 80s blow the cold wind at night... This kind of thing He can't do it.
As a last resort, he said bluntly, "Grandpa, I will never go back until my memory recovers."
There was a touch of warmth in He Xiu Changji's eyes, "I know."
Slowing down, the old man looked at the small lighted house behind him, "I just want to see where Yan lives, is Yan welcome me?"
And Xiuyan was silent.
He gave way to the entrance door and allowed the old man with white hair and shawl to enter his residence.
When Aihara Peirong followed He Xiu Changji and was about to go in, He Xiu Yan gave him a look, and the door slammed shut, telling him to stay outside obediently and not to come in.
Aihara Peirong petrified in the cold wind.
Master Yan, it was really not he who asked the Patriarch to come, but the Patriarch insisted on bringing him here!
wrong--
The head of the family is clearly using him to divert Lord Yan's anger.
Aihara Peirong realized his "role" belatedly, and the sadness in his heart flowed like a river.
In the room, the living room is less than [-] square meters, and there are no expensive ornate chandeliers on the ceiling, that is, simple energy-saving light bulbs with some lighting.There are no old European-style clocks on the wall to decorate the atmosphere. If you want to check the time, you can either look at your mobile phone or look at the modern small wall clock hanging on the wall.
After all, a simple-decorated house can only accommodate people, and it is far away from luxury.
As soon as Hexiu Changji came in, even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help frowning, but he didn't say anything. He visited the living room first, and then went to the kitchen on the first floor, wanting to see what he ate alone at home tonight.
He Xiuyan was worried about letting him visit, so he also walked into the kitchen.
Then, he gritted his teeth secretly.
The dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen have been washed and put away, but several large kitchen utensils, such as the pressure cooker and the barbecue grill, are all placed there, and the oil has solidified and it is difficult to clean. It seems that they are waiting for a new one tomorrow. to use.
Yue Shanxi!
Let you do housework, you are lazy!
He Xiu Changji saw this, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "Yan, or let the servants serve you."
He Xiuyan coldly refused: "I can live by myself."
He Xiu Changji didn't believe it, stepped forward, opened the pressure cooker, and found that there was still some unfinished curry inside.Not only that, but the other casserole still had half-warm broth remaining, and most of the meat in it had been scooped out.
He Xiu Changji said in surprise, "You did it?"
He Xiuyan said calmly, "It's easy, I just follow the recipe."
He also believed that he could do it.
Ok.
Just haven't tried it yet.
Yue Shanxi, a gourmet chef, is still living a life of mouth-to-mouth these days. Except that the living environment is not good enough, the eating conditions are not much worse than those at home.
He Xiu Changji was inexplicably relieved, "Give me another bowl. Grandpa came in a hurry and didn't eat much."
He Xiuyan was stunned for a moment, forgetting that he was still in a cold war, "The soup is already cold."
And it was he and Yue Shanxi who ate the leftovers.
He Xiu Changji said: "Grandpa hasn't eaten the soup made by Yan, and he doesn't know how to cook at Jishi. Can you give Grandpa a taste?"
He Xiuyan: "...um."
He went back to the living room with Xiu Changji, heated up the soup with Xiuyan in the shortest time, and brought out a new bowl.
Seeing that Grandpa was looking at the second floor and wanted to go up, he immediately said, "Grandpa, that is my bedroom, you are not allowed to go!"
He Xiu Changji was not hurt by his words, but thought of another possibility.
The room must have been messy.
How could a grandson who had just escaped from the care of servants and repaired the mansion know how to tidy up the room.
He Xiuyan also took advantage of this mentality to limit his grandfather's activities on the first floor.Afterwards, He Xiu Changji drank the soup stewed by his grandson, a bowl of ordinary broth.
After he drank it, he was surprised again, it tasted good?
Yan also has a talent for cooking?
Facing He Xiu Changji's gratified and complicated gaze, He Xiuyan's unnatural gaze drifted to the floor.
"Does it taste good?"
"Well, the craftsmanship of the research is very good."
When He Xiu Changji saw him asking, he praised each other without hesitation. This was his cultivation of self-confidence in He Xiuyan.
He Xiuyan thought about it, "Grandpa, do you want to drink it often in the future?"
"of course."
Happy with Xiu Changji, is the grandson going to reconcile with him?So fast!
He Xiuyan ignored his grandfather's premature happiness, and said without changing his face: "Then wait a little longer, I feel that my head doesn't hurt recently, as long as I recover my memory, my grandfather will be able to taste the delicacies I made often. "
He Xiu Changji: "..."
He Xiuyan smiled: "Grandpa doesn't have confidence in himself?"
He Xiu Changji was more calm than him, "Even if Yan regains his memory, he is still Grandpa's grandson."
He nodded with Xiuyan, "I hope so."
He repaired Changji's heart.
How stubborn Kaneki Ken's temper is, how could he not know that after the other party recovered his memory, a bigger conflict would probably erupt.
Such an awkward atmosphere didn't last long, and He Xiu Changji talked with him about the day's affairs, hoping to prepare an introduction ceremony for He Xiuyan to return to Japan, and at the same time announce He Xiuyan's specific life experience and heir identity.
So far, only the Hexiu family and a small group of people in the upper class know these things, which is not enough.
He Xiu Changji wants everyone to know that He Xiuyan is his heir.
This is the best way to inherit fame!
However, He Xiuyan's eyes softened, but his answer remained the same for thousands of years: "Wait for me to recover my memory first."
And Xiu Changji was tired.
Yan, if you don't fix your identity to death, what if you turn your back on it and deny it!
On the surface, He Xiu Changji still said kindly: "Yan, you are my sole heir. This will never change. It will be a matter of time before you introduce your identity."
He Xiuyan followed the choice in his heart, "I feel that Grandpa's words are a bit unreliable, so let's wait."
Grandpa gave him the feeling at this time, as if Yue Shanxi said that he was his favorite person.
To be verified.