After becoming a god on earth, I always want to lie down

Yang Yi was silent for a long time.

"How did you know?" she asked.

"You liked him a lot during college." Chen Huanyue whispered, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, and he didn't know whether it was directed at himself or Yang Yi. "We watched his movies on two dates. I remember it very clearly. One was a love movie called Midnight Tango. The other was an action movie called Lost in the Deep."

Yang Yi wanted to explain, for example, that at that time she only regarded Chris as a distant star, a pastime in life, and her relationship with him was not half-hearted. However, she opened her mouth and felt that it was unnecessary.

Isn't her purpose to make a clean break? What's the point of saying this?

"How did you know?" she asked again.

"He posted a photo of you two on his blog before. You also met at a UN banquet. Gossips also fabricated rumors about you two... and considering that you were so fascinated by him..." Chen Huanyue looked at her, "A month ago, Chris Norton announced that he had a new girlfriend. Although her face is not yours, do you think I won't be able to recognize you if you change your face?"

Yang Yi licked her lips. At this moment, she began to worry about a question: How many people know that she and Chris Norton are in love?

There were more and more people around her. Yang Yi never liked crowded places. She walked out of the night market and headed towards a park not far away. Chen Huanyue followed her footsteps silently.

"You and him have only been together for three months, right?" Chen Huanyue asked calmly. He seemed to want to talk about this matter in a normal tone, as if he was chatting with a friend. However, the slight tremor in his voice and the frequency of his breathing revealed that he was not as calm as he appeared.

"Yeah." Yang Yi's thoughts seemed to be elsewhere, and he just responded instinctively.

"In Wuming City, you had only known each other for two weeks when you confessed to me that you had a boyfriend. At that time, I had been waiting for you for two years." Chen Huanyue suddenly sneered, "Yang Yi, we were together for two months before we held hands for the first time. Aren't you being too unfair to me?"

"So? What do you want?" Yang Yi suddenly stopped, crossed her arms, and sneered at Chen Huanyue, "I was completely fascinated by him the moment we met. This is the truth."

If Chen Huanyue had a keen sense of emotion like Chris, he would have noticed that Yang Yi's actions at this moment were a defensive body language, and her cold words were more of a self-protective response. She was like a hedgehog, and when she sensed danger from the outside world, she instinctively raised her thorns as a defense.

Chen Huanyue's breathing suddenly became rapid. His face was pale, his arms were shaking slightly, and his eyes behind the glasses were staring at Yang Yi without blinking. The whites of his eyes were red due to congestion, and the tears that were rushing out of his eyes quickly condensed in his eye sockets. He tried hard not to let the tears that seemed too weak fall.

Yang Yi suddenly softened his heart and regretted what he had just said.

Suddenly, Chen Huanyue turned around and left.

Yang Yi wanted to say something, but as she watched him leave, she fell silent again.

Isn't this just right? Isn't this your purpose? She laughed at herself in her heart. Very good, now he should completely forget the past and live his own life.

She sat on a flower bed by the roadside. A huge tamarisk tree blocked out the sun. Its broad leaves swayed gently in the summer night breeze, making a rustling sound.

At that time, she was afraid of her classmates' strange looks and rumors, as well as some inferiority complex and sensitivity, so she did not dare to make her relationship with him public.

Every evening, like a mouse that dared to move in the dark, she would sneak out of the school to meet him. He would follow her instructions and wait for her at the big tree beside the east gate of the school - it was also a huge hanging tree, with its branches and leaves spread out, blocking out the sun.

He was wearing a hat and a mask, leaning against a tree in boredom, occasionally glancing at the intersection, sometimes checking the messages.

When he finally saw her hurriedly approaching, he pulled down his mask and said aggrievedly: "When can we be together openly? Why is our relationship like an underground party meeting?"

At that time, she was full of guilt and stammered, unable to speak.

Finally she summoned up the courage to say, "I'm sorry. How about..."

"No!" Chen Huanyue covered her mouth with his hand, "Okay, okay, let's just be the underground party. One day I will become the ruling party!" He took her hand and walked forward without looking back.

She knew that he was angry at her for saying "what if..." so easily.

She clenched his hand, secretly grateful for his rejection, grateful for his tolerance, and even more grateful that he came into her barren life like a dream, allowing this little grass in the desert to feel the beauty of spring.

How did it become like this?

She sat on the stone railing and thought, if I didn't have super powers, if I hadn't met Chris, would I still be so indifferent to him? Wouldn't I be secretly grateful for his long-lasting love? Would I reject him again because of my sensitive and inferior heart? Wouldn't I happily hold his hand and walk with him again?

Suddenly, Chen Huanyue turned around and came back with big strides. Yang Yi thought he was going to say something else, but when he passed by her, he didn't even turn his face to her, but walked straight past her, bringing up a gust of wind, and left.

Yang Yi then realized that his car was still parked in the parking lot. He suddenly remembered it when he walked to the front and turned back.

Somehow, she couldn't help laughing.

She turned her head to look at his back as he left. He was wearing a white shirt and suit pants. As he strode forward, his shirt was inflated by the summer evening breeze, and it seemed as if she could still see the youthful aura of the past.

And it’s incredible that the man’s best time actually belonged entirely to her... Living as a human being, experiencing so much happiness and beauty, even if there are regrets - aren’t these worth cherishing?

And how many such moments are there in the world that are worth cherishing? There are so many people in the world, and they all feel this universal love and happiness. Isn't it worth her protecting it... Even if she can feel very little, these things do exist in the world...

Suddenly, a feeling of tenderness and compassion arose in her heart. A warm current surged from the depths of her soul. She felt her whole body was filled with joy and her eyes were almost filled with tears.

These tears came inexplicably and were extremely emotional, but she clearly felt that they were not tears for herself, but tears for something bigger and more profound...

She suddenly felt the summer night breeze again, like a gentle mother's hand soothing her skin; she felt the sycamore tree above her head again, the rustling sound it made was so pleasant to the ears; she also felt the night market not far away again, where people came and went, and the stalls exuded the smell of various snacks, which was the most ordinary and homely smell of fireworks in the world...

She knew that the changing of the seasons was nothing more than the rotation and revolution of the earth. She also knew that the summer breeze was nothing more than a natural phenomenon caused by the movement of air. She knew that trees were nothing more than a low-level organism formed 4 million years ago. She also knew that humans were, in a sense, nothing more than the natural evolution of a group of monkeys. Such short evolutions were extremely rare in the universe and were not precious.

However, no matter how rational one's cognition is, it cannot compare to the emotion of this moment. Apart from these real physical things, are there no more universal things in this world that are more worthy of protection?

Isn't this brief moment of emotion enough for her to try her best to face the "Death Star" that destroys everything?