I'm really immortal

Chapter 224 One Night Passed (Three in One Chapter)
What Liu Changan was holding was "Auguste Racinet The Costume History", nearly [-] pages, which was quite heavy in his hand, and he flipped through it at random. There were many pictures about the court costumes of European aristocrats, which looked beautiful Huan, exquisite and luxurious, Liu Changan always felt very awkward at this time.

After all, when the Kyushu Fenglei swordsmen resisted Europe, the Romans were still used to dumping the urine in the urine tank on the street, and then they poured it for hundreds of years. Juvenalis also wrote a poem:

Unless you already have experience and are sensitive enough,

Otherwise it's too late to have a great date.

Fate always likes to tease people so much,
For there are always jesting windows in the street,
Pray to the Almighty, but it is unlikely to be so lucky
Being on the potty was an unavoidable fate.

When a poet begins to use poetry to describe a certain social situation, it is generally a common phenomenon.

Why do men walk on the left side of women?Because their windows are ready to throw filth, the custom of such men standing on the left is preserved to this day.

In 1666, Oxford citizen Antony’s diary recorded that His Royal Highness the King moved to Oxford, wearing such seemingly gorgeous and bright clothes, but they defecated at will anytime and anywhere, and wherever they went, the smell was foul.

Anne of Austria, the queen mother of the "Sun King", also urinates on the carpet at random, including the Palace of Versailles and the Palace of Fontainebleau, which are also places where noble ladies defecate. They communicate with each other how to seize the timing without being discovered on the spot .

Liu Changan closed the book without any interest. Some of the novels he read recently, seeing some works set in ancient Europe as the background, described the so-called low-key luxury, exquisite and elegant aristocratic life, and found it very funny, just like that book "Rules of Nobility" seems to describe a very exquisite and exquisite noble life, but it is a different world, so there is nothing to worry about. When Liu Changan watched "Romeo and Juliet", he thought about the age of the story, and Romeo in his mind It is unavoidable that his mouth is full of rotten yellow teeth. When he comes under Juliet’s window, he must step on countless feces and urine on his shoes, and Juliet can’t take a bath several times in his life. How can this story be romantic?

It's really like this... If you don't believe me, look through the European literary works of the 16th and 17th centuries. Their own writers are always chatting, writing, and arranging about the issue of defecation.

Liu Changan thought that he would have supper later, cut off his random associations, and went to the kitchen.

"Master didn't wait to eat, so he came to the kitchen to inspect?" Qin Yanan was cleaning the snails with a water spray pump.

"This white jade is not bad." Liu Changan picked up one and looked at it, then squeezed the cute snail's head.

The snail obviously didn't like Liu Changan's caress, so he shrank his head back.

"Gongbao snails, crispy snail skewers, French-style baked snails in Chinese style, curry snails, or red wine stewed snails?" Qin Yanan asked with her head sideways.

"I want to use it to make soup, but women tend to gain weight when they drink soup at night, and the taste is not very strong. Forget it, let's stew snails with red wine. Do you have red wine here?"

"Is this too time-consuming?"

"It's good to take time, otherwise we finish eating early, and we just sit there staring at each other? It's not like we sit together and can chat a lot at will."

"Yes, I really have nothing good to say about people like you." Qin Yanan stood up expressionlessly, and handed the water jet pump to Liu Changan, "You wash, I'm going to change clothes."

When a woman changes clothes, it means that she has given him all the work of the current stall, because it usually doesn't take three to five minutes.

She may have changed clothes, or found that her toenails are split and cut, or her hair is a little untidy and cut, or her face is a bit dry, so add some water, or her eyelashes are not curled enough, so she needs to curl it... In short, there are many things.

Liu Changan rinsed the snails clean, poked the heads of the snails that were still looking around, poked their heads back, then boiled a pot of boiling water, poured the snails into it.

Silently watching the snails die, after waiting for a while, Liu Changan reached in and fished out the snails, and took a shower with cold water.

The next step is to work slowly and meticulously. Use a hook specially made for snail dishes to hook out all the snail meat, and use scissors to remove the internal organs. After checking that no one died before shrinking his head, Liu Changan was very satisfied, because When choosing ingredients, it is always heartbreaking to see waste. It is dead in vain.

Qin Yanan just walked in at this time, Liu Changan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then turned his head away.

"What?" Qin Yanan was a little puzzled by his reaction, and walked over to Liu Changan's side.

Out of the corner of Liu Changan's eye, he noticed that Qin Yanan was wearing a pair of shorts and a camisole, with a short apron hanging in front of him.

"The head and feet of this snail are curled up, and I cut them neatly. The meat quality is just right, and the handling is good. Next, it depends on your craftsmanship." Liu Changan said nonchalantly.

"Okay, then you stay on your side."

"Then I'll watch TV."

"No."

"Why?"

"I asked you to stay here, and the meaning of staying here is to watch me do things here and stay with me, understand?"

"boring."

Liu Changan refused. Although her kitchen is not big, it would not be crowded if the two of them stayed together, but Liu Changan felt that since he was required to stay here, he might as well let him do the work.

Qin Yanan maintained a ladylike and reserved smile without any tantrums, and was very glad that he had finally become her cousin instead of her fiancé, otherwise she would have cried and made trouble in front of her great-grandfather and hanged herself now.

When Qin Yanan heard the TV turned on in the living room, he began to chop onions and celery. He looked at the kitchen door, and slightly nervously cut his own finger with a kitchen knife. Looking at the white mark, he thought that it was Liu Changan, if he knew If such a situation happened to me, I'm afraid I would be surprised and inexplicable, right?He might still think of her as a monster.

Qin Yanan can only keep this secret. After all, the sleepwalking condition may be a psychological problem, but who can understand this kind of physical mutation?

But how long can this kind of secret be kept?If married, a man's self-esteem will be severely damaged, and his life may feel dark. How can a married life be happy?

Qin Yanan is a very realistic person, he will consider the problems of the right family, and of course he will consider the problems that adults will face.

Hey, I'm already 25, and I haven't felt that I can't get married anymore.

Looking at the white jade snail in his hand, Qin Yanan shook his head, his cheeks flushed, really, Liu Changan was still waiting outside to eat her cooking, and he was actually thinking about these issues here.

Chop the onion and celery into pieces, and cut the pork into strips.Slice the bread, bake it in the oven for a while and spread some butter, then fry the onion and pork strips until cooked and take them out for later use. Next, it’s time to simmer the snail meat.

This time took about an hour, Qin Yanan brought out another bottle of red wine, poured a glass for himself and Liu Changan, and watched TV with him.

Liu Changan looked at the wine in his hand, he did not expect Qin Yanan to be able to take out a bottle of Moutai here.

"What time period do you usually sleepwalk in?" Liu Changan asked.

"It's not fixed. Sometimes it's after falling asleep, sometimes it's two or three o'clock in the morning, and sometimes it's before dawn." Qin Yanan raised his legs and put them on the footrests, leaning lazily on the sofa, pinching the wine glass with his fingers Shaking gently.

"That means I have to watch the surveillance all night." Liu Changan nodded.

"It's a bit hard...how about you just watch the surveillance tomorrow? I just don't delete the video." Qin Yanan thought for a while, after all, it was his own business, so he had to be considerate of other people's hard work.

"No, I want to watch the surveillance, I also want to watch the scene, don't close the bedroom door, I see you sleepwalking, I'll come in to see what kind of condition you are in." Liu Changan shook his head, staying up late is a big deal. Of course it was nothing to him.

"Ah, don't close the bedroom door?" Qin Yanan looked at Liu Changan, reached out to touch his arm, then turned his head to look at the door.

His request is reasonable, but there is really no way to just accept it. It seems a bit embarrassing to refuse directly. Wouldn't it be frivolous if he agreed casually?
"Don't worry, I'd rather learn from others to use the "Book of Songs" than to touch you." Liu Changan said very confidently about his self-control.

Qin Yanan stood up, put down the wine glass, threw a pillow on Liu Changan's face, and went to the kitchen to watch the snails without saying a word.

Liu Changan grabbed the pillow and continued to drink. It seemed that she was very satisfied with his answer, and there was no other nonsense to be reserved.

Mature women are more generous, and little girls are reserved and shy. Everyone should master their own style and characteristics, and don't confuse their age characteristics.

Of course, sometimes the shyness of a mature woman and the charm of a young girl are extremely touching... But now everyone is doing business, not flirting with each other, so it is natural to be serious and lively.

After a while, Qin Yanan came up with a serving of stewed snails in red wine for Liu Changan to taste.

"Fragrant and delicious." Liu Changan tasted it, and looked a little satisfied, "The taste is strong but not greasy, the meat is fresh and tender, and it tastes hearty and refreshing. It's not like eating and always feel that you need to add two more mouthfuls of rice to stop it Aftertaste, supper should be like a snack, one mouthful, one mouthful, no muddy at all."

Qin Yanan was a little proud. She found that when Liu Changan praised herself, the sense of accomplishment in her heart was really mixed with a desire to conquer... This little cousin has always given her a high opinion, even her appearance and figure. No matter how great she felt, it made her feel like he was subdued by him in other ways and recognized how great Qin Yanan was.

Like his little girlfriend who doesn't know anything but looks good and is silly and cute. Is she really a suitable person?

Talking to someone, you can get out of the living room and into the kitchen...Of course, Liu Chang'an doesn't have this kind of luck anymore. I don't know why he still despised her back then.

Qin Yanan's pride fermented and swelled in his heart for a while, and then casually tasted the snails he made.

"I think you are a little fatter than a month ago. Do you often feed yourself and get fat? You feel a bit like Zhou Dongdong." Liu Changan asked suspiciously.

"Eating without talking." Qin Yanan regretted not letting Dichlorvos go. If she was like Zhou Dongdong, wouldn't she be able to roll under the bed with a gurgling while lying on the bed with a slight tilt?

"Why don't you talk about eating supper? If you don't chat a few words during supper, how can you call it supper?" Liu Changan objected.

"Thank you, please don't worry about the lady's weight." Qin Yanan lowered her head, touched her belly, and watched the TV calmly.

Sure enough, there was nothing to talk about with Qin Yanan, so Liu Changan continued to eat supper.

Qin Yanan had something to say to Liu Changan.

"When I sleepwalk, how are you going to observe?"

"Of course, use your eyes to observe, don't you use a magnifying glass?"

"I mean, are you going to try to talk, intervene in my sleepwalking?"

"I know more about sleepwalking than you, and I won't do anything that will harm you. However, your situation is quite special. I may test your visual characteristics, movement characteristics, and sensitivity to stimuli such as sound, light, and physical touch. To react, I will also use some names, things, sentences, etc. that Ye Sijin may respond to."

"Physical touch?" Qin Yanan grasped the point.

Liu Changan didn't bother to explain.

Qin Yanan coughed lightly, feeling that it was meaningless to ask this question, and a little embarrassed, he had already decided to let him stay, and it seemed a bit contrived and contrived to be suspicious of whether he would take advantage of the opportunity.

"What does your doctor think?" Liu Changan wanted to know the opinions of professionals, although if Qin Yanan's condition involved the mysterious "magnetic field" influence, professionals would also become amateurs.

Qin Yanan hesitated for a moment, and went to get a diagnosis report and analysis book for Liu Changan.

"It's so long!" There are more than 20 pages in a thick stack, and more than ten pages are handwritten in English. The font is extremely ugly. Is it because doctors at home and abroad have the same style?
Liu Changan flipped through them casually, but there was nothing worthy of reference.

After supper, Liu Changan went upstairs to the balcony to call An Nuan. Although Liu Changan was also used to receiving and sending messages more on social software, his girlfriend was a little different after all.

An Nuan has been wandering around Junsha with his grandpa and grandma for the past few days. An Nuan's grandfather used to work in the education system of Shonan Province. He was transferred out of Shonan ten years ago, and now he has returned to Shonan. The system pays attention to dynamics. There is no future for sitting in one position, and being transferred around is a sign of a promising career...Of course, it doesn't make much sense to be a firefighter or something like that.

The official is probably not very big, Liu Changan turned his head and looked in the direction of the capital.

After making the phone call and going downstairs, Qin Yanan had already gone to take a shower, and a set of bathrobes were neatly placed on the sofa.

Hotel suites are usually separated from wet and dry, with a shower room and a bathtub. Qin Yanan has two bathrooms here, but it is relatively rare. The pajamas are probably sent by the hotel, and it is impossible for her to prepare men's use here.

The guest bathroom doesn’t have a bathtub, of course Liu Chang’an doesn’t care. On hot days, Liu Chang’an would stand under the sycamore tree and take a shower wearing big underpants. When flushing up and down, he ran to his side and was drenched.

Smart people have different excellences, and stupid children have a stupid look.

Liu Changan changed his clothes after taking a shower, and Qin Yanan didn't delay for long, but she still changed into the cheongsam she wore today.

"Come help me move the computer." The computer is in Qin Yanan's bedroom.

After working for a while, I restarted and tested the wireless connection with the monitoring system, and there was no problem.

"I slept in this suit today." Qin Yanan explained, "Otherwise, I would change clothes when I was sleepwalking. I tried it, and there is no need to change clothes when I wear this cheongsam... I wear safety pants and stockings."

"Okay, you must be afraid of blinding me, thank you." Liu Changan thought for a while, affirmed Qin Yanan's protective effect on him, and said in agreement.

"You..." Qin Yanan pointed at Liu Chang'an, and put down his finger angrily. Girls are really weak in this respect. She can't be rebellious. She has to try to see if she can blind him.

Liu Chang'an glanced at it. Qin Yanan's tall figure is good-looking, but when paired with her cheongsam, this aunt's style makes people speechless.

Sitting in front of the computer, Liu Changan picked up a copy of "A History Of The World In 100 Objects". The author was Neil Macgregor, who used to be the curator of the world's largest collection of robbers.

"Thank you." Qin Yanan went to brew a pot of coffee, put it on a plate, prepared sugar and other condiments, and brought it with him, and placed it in front of Liu Changan.

"Okay." Liu Changan didn't just drink tea, but he still asked, "Is the tea in the tea room?"

"Yes. How about I give you a round now?"

"No, you go to sleep."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Qin Yanan smiled, usually bickering, making her angry, teasing her, but now he is also worried about her affairs, Qin Yanan's thanks are not polite, but rather The duty of being a human being.

"Go." Liu Changan waved his hand.

Only then did Qin Yanan walk into the bedroom.

She didn't change her pajamas, she was going to sleep in this cheongsam today, otherwise she would have to take off her clothes when sleepwalking.

Without such preparation, how could Qin Yanan let Liu Changan watch the surveillance?After all, it was not an emergency when death was imminent. The girl's natural shyness and reserve made her have to have such thoughts.

Looking at the stockings exposed by the bifurcation of her skirt, she felt that they were a bit redundant, safety pants were enough.

Qin Yanan sat on the bed, didn't fall asleep immediately, but picked up the phone and looked at it, and then glanced at the camera from time to time.

It took a while for Qin Yanan to turn off the phone, and pulled the quilt to cover his body. Instead of lying on his side in a natural sleeping position, he lay upright, took his hands out of the quilt, and placed them softly on his lower abdomen .

The room was quiet. There was no locked door, but the whole room seemed to be floating in an unknown world. It was not so familiar and stable. It seemed that her attention was entwined on the doorknob, little by little. Turning would wake her up, and then some creature from an unknown world crawled in.

He is watching the monitor, and his every move and subtle movements are under his gaze, but she can't see him, can't talk to him directly, there is a psychological desire to confide in him, there is a silent feeling Let me tell you, it always feels weird.

Qin Yanan was a little nervous, Liu Chang'an didn't seem to be completely inexperienced, or just resorted to tricks to deal with her situation, Qin Yanan even felt that his purpose was to see her exactly like Ye Sijin.

See you soon... If Ye Sijin is the sleepwalking self, he must also want to meet the descendants of Ye Chenyu's predecessor.

If I was "Ye Sijin" when I was sleepwalking, would this "Ye Sijin" talk to Liu Changan or something?This Qin Yanan is really not sure, generally speaking, in normal sleepwalking symptoms, sleepwalkers will not do this, but in this special situation like mine, it is not certain.

Go to sleep early and see how tomorrow's monitoring and Liu Changan will respond, shall we?
Qin Yanan raised his hand, waved towards the camera, said "good night" and closed his eyes.

Go to sleep quickly.

Fell asleep.

I feel my body move during sleep, is it sleepwalking?

It's as if something has been taken off, and it's much easier.

To sleep is to be unrestrained to be comfortable.

Go to sleep.

The eyes sense the light.

It's not the feeling of the biological clock reminding yourself to wake up on time.

It's so comfortable, I really want to stretch my waist and open my eyes. It must be a full sleep and a comfortable feeling.

So Qin Yanan opened his eyes, stretched his neck, stretched his waist, and hummed contentedly from his nose.

The air in the room is slightly cool, and the quilt feels warm and comfortable to the touch. Every inch of skin is wrapped by the quilt, giving it a soft feeling.

Every inch of skin?
This is how the same thing?

Is this a scene that is not yet awake, messing up the morning at some point in the past?
"Ah!" Qin Yanan exclaimed, what happened last night!She obviously slept wearing safety pants, tights and a cheongsam.
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Ask for monthly tickets and recommended tickets.

　Thanks to the inaudible nonsense for being the most sincere leader of this book, and thank you for feeding the stupid children.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)