A peaceful life, an unstable heart.
When we left the villa, Grace personally escorted us to the gate of the courtyard, but she was not enthusiastic. She didn't speak all the way, and her expression wasn't very good, even though I had just untied her son's knot.
It was only when Satris and I jumped out of the door and turned around to say goodbye to her that we saw her biting her lower lip with a bit of difficulty. I couldn't help but ask first, "If you have anything to ask, just ask." !”
"What's your relationship with him?" She took a deep breath and stared at me intently.
"Who?" I didn't react for a moment.
"Safrot." She said the name I was most afraid of hearing right now.
When I heard this name, my first reaction was that my heart suddenly stopped. This feeling was wonderful. It couldn't be said to be painful, but it was definitely uncomfortable. It was like a human heart suddenly lost control. I just felt a tightness in my chest and something in front of my eyes. I was dizzy, but I still stood, standing firmly without showing any unnatural expression, "Friend."
"Just a normal friend?" I thought I could just answer it and leave, go back to heal my own heart, but she didn't give me a moment and immediately asked the next question.
"Extraordinary friends." I don't intend to hide it from anyone. Maybe he and I are destined to have such a relationship since I saved Xiaojie. I believe the people around me can also see such a result. , but they don’t say it, just like Satres.
"No wonder you turn a blind eye to Rhett and Slew. If compared with Saffrot, they are indeed far behind." Unexpectedly, Grace suddenly burst out laughing, laughing, and finally sighed.
Hearing such a sigh, I couldn't help but become confused. The meaning of her words seemed to be that she was very familiar with Safrot, and the last time she was here, she did care about Safrot too much, but is it possible? She is a human in her thirties or forties, and Saffrot is an immortal vampire. Is it possible that there will be an intersection between them
She seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, and explained with a faint smile, "Actually, I can also be said to be a half-angel. I inherited the blood of angels from my ancestors. Although I can't return to heaven, this powerful blood is enough to make me As my life grew longer, I met him. At that time, he was free and easy and unmoved by anything. This way he was completely different from the men around me, so I was immediately attracted to him. At that time, he was also He accepted me, but when my father found out, he forcibly assigned me an angel with silver eyes. At that time, I was a little hesitant, so I wanted to ask him about his decision, but when I told him the news At that time, he accepted it immediately and said to me with a smile, "I wish you happiness! "Then he left and never appeared in front of me again. Until the last time he came to ask me for help to see you. If I hadn't seen him, then in my heart, he would be someone who would never really fall in love with me. The existence of anyone. But..."
As she said that, she paused helplessly, "That dance made me completely understand that he is not the kind of person I imagined. He has love, for his true love, let alone silver eyes." Even angels with golden eyes like Satris, he doesn't take it to heart."
"So..." I don't know what she ultimately wants to explain or prove by saying so many things that have nothing to do with me. If it's Saffrot's love for me, then no need, I know better than her. , he once destroyed the entire demon party for me, and now he has become an angel alone. All of this is enough for me to understand my position and weight in his heart, and it is precisely because of this that it makes me so painful now.
"Please cherish him." She ended with a simple and clear sentence.
"Cherish?" How could I not cherish it? I have always cherished it, whether it was a flower or a grass, or relatives and friends. But in the end, cherishing it will only lead to loss. But for him, who loves me so much, I have to use my heart and soul to cherish it. Can I achieve cherishment through loss
"Well, his love for you is worthy of your cherishing him." As she said that, she closed the door and shut us out. Looking at her back, I stood blankly at the door, motionless, not wanting to leave. Or maybe I don’t want to continue, continue to cherish, continue to give up, and push what I want most away from my arms.
"Master!" Satris woke me up.
"Yeah." I nodded, turned around and walked towards the temple.
I stayed in the temple for the next few days, staying in my room all day and night. I served as the main god for a while, and now I retreated into my own shell. I did nothing, said nothing, and hugged Sitting on the bed with both knees, simply in a daze.
Who or what God? It seems that all of this has been shut out. It has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with my heart. I am immersed in the memories of the past, sour, sweet, bitter and spicy. I have nothing to do with him. From the first time we met, the gears of fate began to turn continuously, and finally we reached the present step by step. He was strong and I was strong. But in the end, we were trapped by our own strength, so trapped that we couldn't get out. Unless someone is hurt.
But neither he nor I would like to see the other injured, even just a little bit, so we were tortured by God. Until now, I have become the main god of heaven, and he... is about to become a night. The leader of the clan.
Thinking about this visible future, my heart throbbed, but my hands were powerless to change anything, let alone fate, not even myself.
"Master!" At this time, Satris shouted at the door.
"What?" I didn't want to see anyone.
"Hong Wu and Oli are back." He replied standing outside the door.
"Oh! Let them come to me." But from the moment Satres appeared, I was no longer myself, but the Lord God of Heaven.
"yes!"
Hong Wu pushed open my door with all her strength, pulled Oli in and unceremoniously sat down on the sofa in front of the bed, "I'm so exhausted!"
"Have you had enough fun?" At this time, I had sat neatly on the chaise longue and looked directly at them.
"What a joke! I'm almost tortured to death by him. He doesn't understand anything. Apart from using the angel's abilities indiscriminately, he can't even be considered a human being. He doesn't follow others to fight, and every move has murderous intent. He also instigated others to kill each other, and just trying to stop him almost exhausted me to death." Hong Wu kept complaining, and at the same time, she didn't forget to glare at that Oli.
"Oh!" I glanced at Oli coldly, "So there is no use in keeping him?"
"luiv..." Hong Wu was stunned.
"What do you mean?" Oli couldn't help but stand up.
"You have violated the most basic rules of the game, so you are finished. It's just that I don't like to take other people's lives casually. I want to give you another chance, but I didn't expect that you don't want such an opportunity, so okay? !" With that, I shouted towards the door, "Sartris, hand him over to the sweepers."
"Wait!" he stopped.
"Is there anything else to say? This is the last chance." I looked up calmly and looked at the uneasiness he showed for the first time.
"I... I want to find the person who allows me and my mother to live such a life!" He suddenly lowered his head and replied.
"who?"
"The man who was not qualified to be my father gave birth to me." He said through gritted teeth.
"Angel! Or Silver Eyes! But maybe you will be disappointed." Because of his misery, he wanted to find someone to vent to, but unfortunately, he found the wrong person.
"Why?" He stared at me curiously.
"Because angels have no feelings, it is normal for him to abandon you. If you want to find him just to question this matter, then it is more practical for you to give up as soon as possible." I don't know how to comfort people, and I don't want to comfort him. .
"This..." He was stunned for a while, and finally said with certainty, "No matter what, I still want to find him, at least... at least let me see what he looks like."
"You..." Hong Wu stood up and stared at him in surprise, "So you..."
"I don't want to be a son who doesn't even know what his father is like." He replied firmly.
"This..." Hong Wu nodded and turned to me with an moved face, "luvian, you don't really want to clean him up, do you?"
"If he can do everything I ask, then I don't want to take a life." No matter who takes the action, it is my decision, and I never want other people's lives to disappear because of me, no matter because of For what reason.
"Okay! Great!" Hong Wu happily stepped forward and hugged me, jumping up and down.
"Hey! Put me down!" I shouted.
"I haven't hugged you like this for a long time. It'll be okay if you let me hug you again. What's the big deal? Saffrot is not here now anyway, he won't know." Hong Wu hugged me and wouldn't let go.
"Very good! Then continue to maintain this position." As I said that, I lowered my head and leaned towards his neck. Feeling the discomfort in his neck, he put me down violently, covered his neck and shouted at me, "How come you have become the main god? You still can't change this problem! You bite people when there is nothing wrong? I must do it this time Tell Safrot and see how he will punish you!"
"..." I looked at him blankly, my eyes no longer focused. He? Does he still care about this now? Maybe he was hating me for forcing him to do something like that.
"Humph!" I sneered, turned around and walked out the door.
"Master, where are you going?" When I walked out of the temporary temple, Satris followed me. He seemed to be following me, the main god, all the time.
"Go out for a walk!" I walked out of the main church aimlessly and went to the streets and alleys. I just kept moving forward. When I came to the intersection, I turned at will, then continued, and finally reached the end. One side collapsed. Wall, I paused and stepped in.
This is a nice little garden, but it hasn't been taken care of for a long time, so there are uneven weeds everywhere, with some beautiful wild flowers growing in between. The walls are covered with thorns and vines, some blooming and some blooming. Long leaves.
I walked forward along the path that had been covered by weeds, passed through the garden and came to the main building in front. The exterior walls of the main building were full of stains. I walked into the main building, passed through the hall, and stepped onto the first floor. Stairs, suddenly looked up, "Is it you?"
"Why are you here?" He was equally surprised when he saw me.
"What about you? Could it be that you ran away from home again?" I couldn't help but joked when I saw my old friend.
"You just ran away from home! I'm not a three-year-old child anymore." He complained unhappily, "What are you doing here? You don't want to grab a room with me again, do you?"
"Is this your house?" Actually, just by looking at it, I knew it wasn't.
"certainly… "
"Of course not!" Someone suddenly walked in from the front door and said preparedly. It was another child, but a human. "This is the residence I found for Lord God. From now on, this will be Lord God's house."
"What?" Lake nervously pointed at the new kid and yelled, "Who are you? Don't you know first-come, first-served? Since I came first, then this place belongs to me."
"But the original owner here has dedicated the house and the land deed to our Holy Church of Light, and on behalf of the Holy Church of Light, I will dedicate it to our great Lord God, Lady Missilia." As he said this, the Pope handed over the book in his hand. The small box was handed to Satris behind me, and then he saluted me very respectfully, "I will send someone over to renovate this place later. Now if the Lord God has no other needs, then I will go back first." Church."
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"Thank you, Lord Archbishop." I nodded to him with a smile. After all, the dignified Lord Pope personally worked for me. I am truly grateful, although the purpose is not pure.
"Are you... luvian?" The Pope left, but it still took a long time for Lake to recover, and he looked at me and asked hesitantly.
"Yes! But it's still Missilia and the main god of heaven." I don't want to lie to anyone, especially myself.
"What about the original main god?" Lake stared at me curiously, standing on the stairs without moving a step.
"This is not important to you." I don't want to mention these, because when I talk about these, I will think of Safrot, and think of him being used because of me and doing things that cannot be erased.
"Maybe!" Lake cracked his mouth and walked downstairs, "But why do you appear wherever I live, and I arrive first every time, but the house is yours?"
"Because you never move into other people's houses without the owner's consent." I accused him unceremoniously.
"You..." He was speechless, "Forget it, just give me a room."
"Whatever!" I don't mind letting a person who has nowhere to go stay temporarily, and I don't mind having one more friend to talk to. Maybe after a while, these friends will no longer be friends, but may even become enemies.
"Okay! It seems you haven't changed!" He smiled, looking like a child.
"It hasn't changed?" I smiled bitterly, not knowing what it felt like in my heart, "Maybe it has changed back to its original form!"
"Would you like to play a game of chess?" Lake didn't pay attention to my sigh. He came to sit in front of the chair in the hall and asked me.
"Okay!" Looking at the chess game he had laid out, I came to sit opposite him.
"It's been a long time since I've had anyone play chess with me. Today is a good day." Lake said and started to play chess.
"You still don't want to go back?" I was curious about why this child just didn't want to go home. If it was because of the matricide, I think I had made it clear to them and there should be no more entanglements. Could it be What other things could make him hate seeing his father so much
"I can't face him." Lake looked down at the chessboard and shook his head, "Some things cannot be forgotten. Even if you want to, your heart and soul can't do it, not to mention that the other party still doesn't regret it at all. I don't have any consciousness, and I can't change anything about the past, but I don't want to watch him do other things, but I can't stop him, so I chose to leave, maybe to escape, but no matter what, now I feel very free."
"Him?" Are you talking about Reddy Cross
"Forget it, let's not talk about it. I left just to escape from this. Let's start playing chess! Lord God!" He smiled ghostly and jumped out of the "horse".
"Yeah." Since he didn't want to say more, I didn't want to ask any more questions. Who doesn't have a secret or two? Secrets are things that cannot be told to outsiders or certain people, and am I not just keeping a big secret here and accepting the torture of God
With a wry smile, he moved the "car" up two spaces.
We still stayed in the temple of the main church at night, but within a few days, the small manor was renovated and we moved here. Of course, Lake's room was still reserved for him.
"Red Dance?"
"Lake?"
The meeting between the two of them turned into an extremely touching scene. However, the audience was not human, and what they lacked was emotion. Naturally, they would not be moved by their appearance. Satris and several of his men were even more moved. It was cold, except that little Liz happily pulled Lake and asked, "Little brother, will you play with me?" which made Lake unable to answer for a while.
So, Lake had Hong Wu to play chess with him, and Oli was well educated by Satoris. Celia and the four of them would hang out in the streets and alleys when they had nothing to do. Although Esther didn't like this, but I was dragged out by them anyway, and in the end I was left alone in the room, sitting on the bed, continuing to feel the pain in my tortured heart, which slowly turned into numbness.
But no matter how peaceful my life is, my heart still cannot calm down.
Because, one day, two days... five days... ten days, time flies so fast, one month turns out to be so short. (To be continued)