Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Nan Yanhui had never been shopping or on a date in his life, so he was actually hesitant about what to do on a date.

But fortunately, he didn't need to think too much.

Yan Feng will arrange everything properly.

The two of them bought a variety of snacks together, and Yan Feng pulled him to the door of the opera troupe nearby.

Bought a ticket to enter.

Listening to the humming opera inside.

Nan Yanhui actually doesn’t like it very much.

Because what is sung is all false.

No matter whether the song is about bitterness or sweetness, the bitterness is not as bitter as life, and the sweetness seems so fake that it makes him feel like the auspicious clouds floating in the sky.

Can see.

But it was too far away from him.

It is easy for him to feel envious and jealous, which leads to even more serious disgust.

However, unlike his situation, Yan Feng was watching the opera for fun. After staring at the stage for a while, he shifted his sights to Nan Yanhui.

Shaking his head slightly, he said, "I don't think this is interesting."

Nan Yan smiled back: "Don't you like this type of drama?"

Yan Feng nodded.

What they are listening to now is a love drama.

Just like countless other tragic dramas, the story is about lovers not ending up together. They made all kinds of efforts, but were finally forced to separate under the pressure of reality.

Heaven and man are separated forever.

Yanfeng is a little bird that represents happiness.

So he has always been full of disgust for such unfortunate things.

He simply reached out and pulled Nan Yanhui's hand, and said, "Let's go somewhere else. I don't want to stay here anymore."

Nan Yan nodded in response.

Then the two of them quietly left the theater.

Back on the street, Yan Feng stuffed a sweet bean into his mouth. Then he thought about the play he had just watched and said, "If it were the two of us, no matter what kind of difficulties we encountered, we would definitely be able to grow old together and stay together forever."

I don't know where he gets this confidence from.

But thinking about his ways of doing things that surpassed those of humans, Nan Yanhui felt that perhaps growing old together might not be something that was impossible for them now.

However, he still gave a good reminder: "But for humans, the most difficult thing is not to grow old together, but to ensure that your heart never changes. For example, my father, although he fell in love with a woman in the end, in fact, in my opinion, I don't think he liked her that much."

The human heart is fickle.

He could guarantee that his feelings towards Yan Feng would not change after ten or a hundred years. But to be honest, he didn't dare to bet on whether Yan Feng's feelings towards him would cause any other problems as time went by.

After all, he himself felt that he was incompetent.

Not the kind of person worthy of Yan Feng.

Nan Yanhui lowered his head to think about this, but Yan Feng didn't seem to understand the deep meaning of his words. He just stuffed another candy into his mouth, then nodded heavily and said, "I agree with your statement very much. Didn't I tell you before that when I went to see him, I talked to him for a while."

"I asked him about his views on the women in the harem, and also about his own children."

"After chatting with him, I felt that he only loved himself in this life. As for the love he kept saying, or pretending to express, for that woman..."

"What should I say?"

"I think it's more like a lie that touched myself and then seemed to have deceived myself."

But since it is a lie, it can never become reality.

The kind of existence that will burst at the slightest poke is like a bubble, full of unstable factors.

Nan Yanhui also supported Yan Feng's statement.

But both of them felt that in the context of their date, mentioning that disgusting existence would be too much of a spoilsport.

So I quickly changed the subject.

Yan Feng pointed to a small hill in the distance and said, "Look, the lights over there are quite bright. Why don't we go over there and take a look?"

Hearing him say this, Nan Yanhui raised her head and glanced in the direction he pointed.

Then his brows immediately frowned.

The expression on his face was quite disapproving, and he said, "Other places are fine, but don't go to that place."

This time his answer was very firm.

It wasn't like he was asking for Yan Feng's opinion, it was just like he was simply making a decision.

In the process of two people's communication in life, Nan Yanhui rarely behaves like this.

So Yan Feng was a little confused: "Why can't I go? Is that place also the territory of a certain prince?"

"That's not the case," Nan Yanhui shook his head and said, "That place is considered a temple, and the gods in charge of love and marriage are enshrined in it. Although it's not the kind that specifically exorcises ghosts and evil, places like temples should not be easy for you to approach with your current status, right?"

After all, Yan Feng told him.

Yan Feng’s current state is that of an evil ghost who has taken over someone else’s body.

If this is the case, if they run into the temple, wouldn't it be like moths flying into a flame, seeking their own death?

Nan Yanhui was very nervous.

He would never allow that to happen.

But what he didn't expect was that after hearing his explanation, Yan Feng grinned and told him more bluntly that he really wanted to go to that place.

"Don't worry, I'm just telling you that I'm taking over someone else's body. I just want you to better understand the current situation. In fact, I am the owner of this body now. Even if I encounter gods, they will not drive me out of this body, because that would be considered as gods killing people, and they would also be held responsible."

Yan Feng said it very frankly.

There was still a hint of doubt in Nan Yanhui's eyes.

Yan Feng could only continue to say: "I promise you this, and I won't bring myself any fatal disaster just for going to the temple. Now we haven't completed those important things, and I have never thought of dying with anyone. So don't worry, at least on this matter, I won't lie to you."

He said this much.

Nan Yan thought about it and felt that what he said seemed to make some sense.

But concerns remain.

He asked somewhat entangledly: "If this is the case, there seems to be no reason to go up and take a look, right?"

"Of course there is," Yan Feng said with a smile, "Can't we go up and ask for a red thread? You said he is the god in charge of love, so I ask him to bless us to never be separated in this life, there should be no problem with that, right?"