Yan Zhao peeled the apple and handed it to Rong Yu: "Here."
Rong Yu was startled, looking at the snow-white fruit in front of him, and asked uncertainly: "For me?"
"What else?" Yan Zhao picked another apple from the tree and bit into it with the skin. "I'm not particular, but we lotuses can't be undemanding."
"Who told you it's us?" Rong Yuxia retorted subconsciously, picked up the apple, put it in his mouth hesitantly and took a bite.
He thought... Yan Zhao thought he didn't eat apples with skin, so he took the apple and peeled it himself. If you put yourself in his shoes, you can't give back what you took away. He thought Yan Zhao was just like that, they were quite familiar with each other, so he didn't intend to make a fuss.
It turned out that it was cut for him.
He really didn't expect that someone would peel an apple for him.
Such an ordinary action was another rare gift to the devil. A bunch of wild flowers and an apple were all given to him by the sun.
Rong Yu ate the most ordinary apple with a sip, as if it were the most precious spiritual fruit. He ate very slowly, and Yan Zhao had finished the apple before he had only eaten half of it.
Yan Zhao looked at her softly. He knew Rong Yu was very powerful, but also very lonely. The devil could easily plunder everything, but if he added a prerequisite of a sincere gift, Rong Yu would get nothing.
Therefore, every flower he picked and every fruit he peeled would be regarded as a treasure.
Exchange sincerity for sincerity. Rongyu originally had no heart, and all things dared not treat each other sincerely, so he was made to make this exchange.
Rong Yu was eating slowly at first. When he looked up, he saw Yan Zhao staring at him intently. He suddenly felt that the apple was a little hot. It seemed that his act of cherishing an apple was seen by others, which made him lose face.
He quickened his pace and quickly finished the remaining half of the apple, throwing the core away and saying seriously, "It tastes just average. It's not that sweet even after peeling the skin. You don't have to... you don't have to flatter me so much."
Yan Zhao asked: "You won't shave it anymore?"
"And later?" Rong Yu was surprised for a moment, then said, "… It is still necessary. In addition to being a bed, you can also be a knife."
Yan Zhao smiled: "Okay."
Rong Yu couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips when he saw him smile, but soon noticed it and immediately smoothed the arc, saying, "Let's go. There's nothing to see here."
Of course Yan Zhao followed him.
The god and the demon walked a few miles and were about to go down the mountain from the other side when Rong Yu suddenly stopped and said, "I think I dropped something. Please wait here. I will go back and look for it."
Yan Zhao stopped and looked at him: "Do you need help?"
"No need, just stay here and don't move!" Before Rong Yu finished speaking, he turned into a red light and returned the same way.
This time he remembered to restrain the fire and did not burn down the entire orchard.
Yan Zhao shook his head gently. He didn't follow him. With his spiritual sense, he couldn't sense what was happening on the entire mountain.
It was clear that nothing had fallen.
Yan Zhao closed his eyes and went to check for Rong Yu's whereabouts.
Rongyu returned to the place where they came from, searching under several fruit trees. Suddenly he ran under a tree, squatted down and picked up the fruit core he had thrown away.
Yan Zhao was startled.
Rongrong left behind... Is this the thing
It was the apple that he and Rongrong had peeled. Rongrong had eaten it until only the core was left. No matter how you looked at it, it was not worth picking up.
Rong Yu picked up the core, cast a protective shield around it, and conjured a firebird. He ordered, "Bring it back to the palace, and tell the palace servants to take the core off. Replace all the peach trees in my courtyard with apple trees."
The Firebird nodded, then flew away with the nut shell and core in its beak.
Rong Yu was still squatting on the ground, in a daze for a while, rubbing his face: "I really have gone crazy..."
"No, I am the Devil Fire." Rong Yu muttered in a low voice, "This must not be known to that damn sun, it's too embarrassing."
puff.
Yan Zhao laughed when he saw this, he already knew it. Lotus's reaction was too cute.
After laughing, Yan Zhao's expression became indifferent again.
How lonely must one be to value a fruit core so much
Rongrong endured such loneliness for countless years and finally chose to commit suicide by burning herself.
Thinking of this, Yan Zhao felt sad again.
Although he knew that all this had never happened. The world had already set the standard to prevent such an ending, and he had come to the past. Rong Yu's soul lamp was extinguished, it couldn't be that he burned himself because of loneliness, there must be other reasons.
Before Yan Zhao could figure out the reason, Rong Yu came back as if nothing had happened.
"Have you found it?" Yan Zhao asked pretending to be ignorant.
Rongrong didn't want him to know, so he just pretended not to know.
"Found it." Rong Yu said calmly, "Let's go down the mountain."
The red lotus pillow has been sleeping for a hundred years, and Yan Zhao has brought Rong and Yu to travel the world for a thousand years.
In the past thousand years, they have visited almost every corner of the world. They admired flowers and butterflies, went boating in lotus ponds, picked leaves in maple forests, and walked in the snow to find plum blossoms. On the way, Rongyu didn't want to leave anymore, so they found a paradise and lived there for ten years, raising a garden of flowers and a cat.
The flower was an ordinary flower, and the cat was an ordinary cat. Rong Yu could have wiped out the life with a wave of his hand, but now she was raised in his palm. Most of the chores were taken care of by Yan Zhao. Rong Yu would water the flowers and stroke the cat's fur when he felt like it. This was absolutely unimaginable in the past.
Seeing the flowers sprout from seeds and bloom brilliantly, and the cat growing from a small cat to a round and fat cat, it always feels different. The cat especially loves to roll around in Rongyu's arms, rub against the corners of his clothes, and lick his fingers. Yan Zhao was jealous several times and took the cat away from Rongyu's arms, and Rongyu would raise his head to protest: "Give it to me."
Everything has its own laws of birth, aging, sickness and death. Later, the flower withered and the cat died of old age. The old cat climbed into Rongyu's arms and slept as it did in the past, but when it didn't open its eyes again, Rongyu hugged it quietly and stroked its fur.
Yan Zhao wanted to take the old cat away: "Rongrong, let's bury it."
Rongyu raised her head and looked at him for a while, then lowered her head and said calmly: "The sun, I want to revive it."
The devil experienced separation for the first time. He wanted the cat to stay with him forever, only this one, nothing else.
It turns out that there are some things that are irreplaceable, and feelings are one of them.
"It will be reincarnated as a human." Yan Zhao half-knelt down and covered Rong Yu's hand that was resting on the cat's body. "It will have a happy afterlife."
Rong Yu pondered for a moment and whispered, "Forget it."
"It doesn't seem worth it for a cat to break into the underworld."
Although Rong Yu said those cruel words, Yan Zhao knew the real reason why he gave up, which was that he would be happier as a human than continuing to be a cat.
The happiness of the thing you love depends on your own selfish preferences.
In the eyes of the Demon King of All Things, they are finally no longer dispensable clouds and ants, but become warm, lively and inseparable creatures.
He taught tolerance and love in this world.
Love the plants and flowers, the mountains and rivers, and all living things.
Rong Yuxuan was finally no longer lonely.
But in these thousand years, Rongyu’s soul lamp has never been rekindled.
They were inseparable, but never expressed their feelings.
Yan Zhaoming believed in the principle of gradual progress. Rongrong had just discovered the beauty of the world and felt tenderness and compassion for all things, so she would not understand love so quickly.
He can teach you slowly.
Sometimes Yan Zhao would wonder, what if the soul lamp never lights up
Qi Ye once said that if it weren't for Li Jin's mischief, he and the Snow God could live forever in the 999 world and never return to the main god realm.
Yan Zhao didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
He didn't want to live in this 6666 world with Rongrong forever.
If there is really no other way in the end, he will accompany Rongrong until the last moment of the world's destruction, and then go back to the past and start over again, and be with Rongrong forever.
He would rather stay in the past forever, as long as Rongyu is by his side. If Rongyu has no future, he will give up his own future.
The life of gods and demons is just as long. Even if they have no future, they can still live forever in the past.
The World of All Gods was guarded by Qi Ye and the Snow God, and Yan Zhao had already arranged everything when he arrived.
He had the belief that he must save Rongyu, and the determination that he would never return if he couldn't save her.
Wherever he is, there is his home.
After traveling around the world for a thousand years, Rong Yu said he was tired and wanted to return to the Demon King's Palace to rest.
Yan Zhao said, "Okay."
Wherever Rongyu went, he went.
A thousand years later, the Demon King's palace was the same as it was back then. Except for the peach tree in the yard being replaced by an apple tree, everything else remained the same. Without the Demon King's order, no one dared to touch a single plant or tree in the palace.
Logically speaking, such a palace should be to Rongyu's liking and everything should be done according to his instructions. But when he sees it again, Rongyu is dissatisfied with everything.
Too rigid.
In the past thousand years, he has seen the growth of all things in nature and the movement of the stars. When he and Yan Zhao lived in seclusion in a paradise, Yan Zhao would pick up a garden of flowers and bring back a cat without consulting him. He disliked it at first, but later he found it really attractive.
Life is full of surprises.
The Demon King's Palace was built to be gorgeous, a complete replica of his ideas. Rong Yu himself didn't have any ideas, just the more gorgeous the better, without any emotion or soul. If he didn't say anything, he would burn the palace lanterns under the eaves without any delay, and no one would dare to replace them, thinking that he didn't like them in the first place.
This huge palace seems to be accompanied by a group of slaves, but in fact there is only one demon king living there.
Now there is an extra sun.
In the palace, Rong Yu sat in front of the mirror with his long black hair, and Yan Zhao was standing behind him combing his hair.
Rong Yu originally caught a beautiful candle dragon and ordered it to shrink its body and use it as a headband to decorate her hair. Even if she didn't use this headband often, she would lock the candle dragon in her dressing box. Later, under the influence of Yan Zhao, she understood a little bit about human nature and felt that it was pitiful for the candle dragon to have a father and a mother, so she released it and replaced it with the red headband Yan Zhao gave him.
Rong Yu was used to being served. For a thousand years, she had no servants around her. Changing clothes and tying her hair were all done by Yan Zhao. Even after returning to the palace, she was used to Yan Zhao's meticulous care and no longer asked servants to serve her personally.
Yan Zhao used a comb to slowly comb Rongyu's hair from the root to the end with gentle movements.
Rong Yu looked in the mirror and suddenly said, "I have checked your background. There is no sun god in heaven. Who are you?"
Yan Zhao's hand that was combing his hair paused.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to accuse you." Rong Yu chuckled, "You have nothing to do with the old guy in the heavenly realm, I can't be too angry. But you seem to know me very well, I can't be completely ignorant of you, right?"
He originally didn't know the origin of the bed, but now, he wanted to find out.
Yan Zhao continued combing: "I am not the god of this world."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
"I am the sun god from another world. There is no sun in this world. I come from another place. You have a saying here that there is always a rainbow after the rain, and we have a saying that the sun always comes after the wind and rain. In my original world, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west every day, and it rises from the sea. It is a very common natural phenomenon. You can think of me as something similar to a rainbow or a cloud." Yan Zhao said.
In fact, there is a big difference, but if we want to explain what the sun is in a world without the sun, we can only use these existing things as analogies.
"Another world? So... isn't there only this one world in this world? There are many other worlds?" Rong Yu was surprised.
Yan Zhao ignored the warning of the rules and nodded yes.
The existence of the universe is a secret shared by all gods, and should not be known by a demon. But now? Who cares.
No matter how the law punishes him after he returns, he has made up his mind not to go back.
"How come you are here?" Rong Yu asked.
Because you will die in the future, I want to come back to save you.
The me who you first saw before you has already loved you for several lifetimes.
Yan Zhao couldn't say this aloud, as the Law of God activated the power of silence.
He said that he came from another world. This was something that he couldn't say. It was just that the laws of the world couldn't restrict the Lord God, and the higher-level laws of God sensed that the Lord of All Gods was violating the rules, so they issued several powerful restrictions.
The only thing that can restrict Yan Zhao is the laws of God that even gods must obey.
The law of God is angry.
Yan Zhao endured the excruciating pain as if his lungs were shattered, his throat was cut, and his tongue was pulled out. He swallowed the blood in his mouth and whispered, "I came here for you."
Rong Yu was slightly startled. Yan Zhao's expression was very calm, and his tone was normal, but he didn't want to ask any more questions for no reason.
These five words are enough.
Rong Yu did not ask how he came here or what his purpose was in coming here. He just asked, "Are you going to leave?"
Yan Zhao lowered his eyes: "Of course I don't want to."
But he didn't know whether God's laws would give up easily.
Rongyu suddenly felt a little panicked.
He suddenly picked up the exquisite hairpin and cut off a strand of his hair.
"There's a saying among mortals that if two people tie their hair together, they become a bond and can never be separated." Rong Yu used to sneer at mortals' superstitions, but now he found a psychological comfort for himself, "I don't want you to be my bed anymore, I treat you as my friend, Sun, you shouldn't leave, right?"
"Lotus." Yan Zhao smiled helplessly, "Keeping one's hair together is not something that only friends can do. Mortals call black hair love threads, which are the bond that only couples can have."
"Let's be husband and wife." Rong Yu turned around and grabbed his sleeve, looking up at him, "I don't care whether we are friends or husband and wife, anyway, we are bound together, and you can't leave."