Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 189 Concept
Farolan's golden autumn vacation starts on September 9 and lasts for one month.

Ren felt a little strange that this was originally the day of school, but in another world, it turned into a day of vacation.

It is now the evening of August 8th, the last day before his departure (30 days a month in this world).

On the sofa on the first floor of the villa, Keisha sat obediently on one side of the sofa, while Ren lay directly down, with the back of his head resting on her soft beautiful legs.

Keisha looked gentle, stroking his black hair with her hands.

Enjoying the beauty's service, Ren said lazily: "No wonder people often say, Wenrou Township Hero Tomb, I'm reluctant to leave after a few more days of intimacy."

For the past ten days, Renn would take Keisha on a date every day after school at noon. The relationship between the two heated up sharply, and they were tired of being together every day.

He knew her very well now, and his relationship with Keisha was just one last step away, to pierce that layer-"window paper".

Pouring her lips, Kaisha tugged at his ears with her jade fingers: "Come on, if you men win, it's because you are wise and powerful; if you lose, you just throw the pot away and say that women are troublesome women.

Why, it's not fair at all!One day, women will get the exact same social status as men! "

"Hey, do you want to launch another feminist movement?!" Ren looked at her clean chin and asked a little curiously.

In the middle of the Fifth Epoch, led by several female saints, there was a massive feminist movement in this world. Thanks to this, the status of ordinary women was greatly improved.

In the past, ordinary girls were not allowed to go to school, but now there are [-]/[-] female students in Buchen University,

"Can't you?" Keisha asked, biting her red lips.

With a slap, he stretched out his hand and patted her plump buttocks. Ren smiled and said, "As long as you don't find a man behind my back, no matter whether you want to be a queen or a goddess, I will support you."

Overjoyed, she couldn't help but kissed his forehead, and said softly, "Thank you, Ren."

She was just trying to say something.

Leaning on her lap, Ren mumbled, "Speaking of which, I'm leaving tomorrow morning. Thank you, can you warm my bed tonight?"

"No, you were not honest at all last night..." Thinking of last night's experience, Keisha blushed, and she exhausted her willpower to not sink.

Ren was a little regretful that he couldn't really have sex before leaving and become a real man.

He thought of something and asked, "There is a cultural salon tonight, do you want to participate?"

He met a silver-haired young man named Sidi before, and the other party gave him an invitation letter. The time was on the evening of August 8, and the place was Guzman's house on the opposite street.

"Oh, I can't tell, you are still a literary youth? I won't go, I will help you pack your luggage at home." Keisha smiled and declined.

She shows up in public on social occasions, and once recognized, it is easy to cause trouble for Ren.

While chatting, the sky gradually darkened, it was almost time, and it was time to go to the meeting.

Ren sat up from her soft thighs, pulled her into his arms, held her tenderly for a while, then picked up the invitation letter, and went out the door under her watch.

Baron Guzman's house is not far from Catherine's small villa, just across a street.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the night was sultry. Ren was walking leisurely on the street. He was not a young man of literature and art. It was okay for him to fight, but poetry was not his specialty.

Now, I can memorize few Tang poems and Song poems, of course, except "Quiet Night Thoughts".

At 7:30 in the evening, he handed over the invitation letter and successfully entered the back garden of Guzman's house.

The environment here is quite fresh and natural. The garden adopts a mixed layout, with hedges dividing the space, flowers and plants dotted among them, scattered mountains and rocks, and stacked stones imitating the natural style.

Under the colorful lights of the landscape lights, the pool fountain gives people a dreamlike feeling, as if they are in a magnificent natural landscape.

Some poets are gathering in a corner to talk about poetry, some painters are showing their paintings and asking people to taste them, some novelists are holding manuscripts and inviting people to correct them... There are not many people, but the atmosphere is very good.

Ren held a glass of champagne, sat on a stone bench, and drank and had fun alone under a flower stand covered with the sky.

He's not an artist, he came here just to grab some drinks, after all, he's going to drink the Northwest Wind tomorrow, so it's worth having a drink now.

The old goat was on the road a few days ago. The Pugani Plain is full of wind and sand, and it is said that it is a good place to die.

"Do you often feel that you are out of tune with this world?" A gentle and magnetic voice sounded.

Ren looked at the "Sidi" who had long flowing silver hair and was so handsome that people were jealous. The last time they met on the street, the two had a pleasant chat.

He habitually said: "Yes, I often worry about my integrity being too high.

There's no way, I'm not good at this, I'm proud, I have a clean sleeve, I don't care about fame and wealth... so that I can't get along with the world. "

Qu Yuan: All the women are jealous of Yu Zhi's brows, rumors say that Yu Yi is good at adultery.

Alves Sidi Abruscato smiled slightly, giving off a warm, sunny and personable feeling.

His plump and handsome face is enough to make the little girl scream, and said softly: "The last time we met, you still gave me the feeling of wandering in a foreign land, wandering around, and now, it seems that you have a home."

"I found my other half, and I don't feel like I'm alone anymore." Ryan replied, taking a sip of champagne.

"Really? Congratulations, but..." Alves paused for a while, looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, his voice was a little erratic: "When you are in a passionate relationship, you will feel as if you and your partner are in the same heart, as if they are integrated .

But this is just an illusion. After a long time, you will find that life is lonely, and it has nothing to do with whether you are in a sea of ​​people or on a wasteland. "

Ren was slightly taken aback, and laughed dumbly: "Maybe you are right, everyone is an island."

There was a flash of nostalgia in Alves' eyes, and he thought of his long-dead human mother: "Ren, you should know that races such as demons, vampires, and werewolves can have offspring with humans, although the probability is very low .”

Alves' mother was a third-tier female paladin who was abused after being captured by a demon duke and became pregnant with him.

Despite much hesitation, she bore the child and raised him, educating him in human values.

Alves fell asleep, that was more than 1000 years ago.

"What do you want to say?" Ren was at a loss.

Alves' voice was calm: "I want to ask you, is the hybrid offspring born from the combination of demons and humans counted as humans or demons?"

Ren was taken aback, frowned and pondered for a while: "I personally think it depends on how he recognizes his existence, but..."

"However, according to the public opinion, he is a demon descendant! People often say that, don't care about the eyes of the world, just do your own thing.

However, we exist in this world, and we live in the cultural concepts of the group and the evaluation of others. "Alves said slowly.

He grew up under his mother's upbringing, he never killed a person during that time, he lived in a human way, and he didn't commit any crimes.

But even so, in the eyes of the world, he is still a demon descendant!

Ren, who didn't know his identity, sighed leisurely: "Yes, we all live in the evaluation of others and in the values ​​of the public.

Moving bricks is discriminated against, but teaching is respected.Sweeping the streets keeps the roads clean and catching criminals maintains social stability, but can the cleaners be as respected as the deacons of the 7th bureau?

Therefore, everyone studies hard, struggles, and strives to sit in an office, isn't it just for a decent job in the eyes of the world? "

Ren remembered the Red Witch's husband, Igor. When he and Catherine went to Claire's residence to search for loot, they found the painter's notebook.

In addition to describing the warm and sweet daily life of him and his wife, there is also a passage that Ryan still remembers:

'When I was a down-and-out painter, many people looked at me with contempt, and my neighbors also said that I was not doing my job properly.

And when I became an art teacher in a middle school, everyone respected me as Mr. Igor, because I dressed decently and my salary was fair, and even the neighbors became more enthusiastic about me.

Only then did I understand that art can only be appreciated by some people with taste, while money can be recognized by everyone. '

(End of this chapter)