Eros, take you through sex

He was lying among the flowers and woke up with sleepy eyes.

Where is this place? Where is he? He unconsciously feels everything here. It seems like a palace, like heaven. He doesn't know, as if he has lost his memory.

The spring was bright and beautiful, flowers were in full bloom, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. This was a fairyland. He slowly stood up. He found that his body was covered with blood, and the blood had dried. He touched his head, as if he was a little dazzled. He was sure that he was dead, but where was he?

He thought to himself, grandma once said that when people die they go to heaven, and he began to not believe it.

Now he was convinced, and when he looked carefully, he found himself standing on a huge flower, the stamens of which gave off a fragrance. He was a little scared and uneasy, so he stood up, but when the wind blew, he fell on the stamens, which were soft and comfortable. He was sure he was dead, but why wasn't he dead yet? If heaven was so beautiful, I think many people would come here.

At this time, a woman in white flew down among the flowers and stood in front of him. He looked up at her and asked who she was.

"I am the god of love, and I brought you to this place." She smiled and waved her hand gently. The stamens turned into a table and a chair, and the god of love sat on the stool.

"Stand up, sit down, and let's talk about your story." The god of love said to him gently.

He stood up somewhat nervously, then sat down, facing her.

Who are you? God of love?

He couldn't believe it, and to a modern man, it seemed like nonsense, but when he saw the scene around him, he began to believe it.

"Why did you bring me here?" he asked her puzzled.

"Your name is Ye Chunhao, 37 years old, male, divorced, and you died of suicide on January 2024, 1. Right?"

"How do you know my information? Why did you bring me here? Am I really dead?"

"Of course I know. I am a god after all. Naturally, I know some things. I have read your information and know some things about you. I think you are a loving person, but also a strange person. You are also a person who is unfamiliar with love, sex and love. So I brought you here and want to think about some things with you. Or we can go and see together whether some love in this world will still make you suffer and make you choose extremes. Or, I don’t know, after all, the future is unknown." After the God of Love finished speaking, he smiled embarrassedly.

"I'm completely confused!" He felt completely confused after hearing this.

"It means I'm really dead."

"Yes, you are dead."

"Well, it's better to die." He was a little dejected, and for a moment, he didn't think about anything.

"Then what am I doing here?" He looked up and asked the god of love.

"I want to give you a job."

"A job. What job?"

“A fantastic job.”

“Amazing work?”

"Will I be able to do this? I'm dead."

"It's because you're dead that you can do this job."

"Then tell me, what kind of job is it?"

"I want you to travel to certain places and do certain things."

"what do I need to do."

"You don't need to do anything. You just need to sense those people and things. You can possess their bodies, but you can't do bad things, such as killing people. No matter what you see, what you see, and what you hear, you can't do anything beyond the scope I set."

“This job sounds simple.”

“Nothing is difficult for those who put their mind to it.”

"Where am I going to go after I finish this job?"

"This is a secret. I will tell you when I finish it."

"Well, I hope I can complete the task you mentioned."

"I will be waiting for you here. Whenever you want to see me, you can silently recite the formula I gave you. I will tell you later, and then you will appear beside me. Or I will appear beside you. If you are in pain or want to intervene in reality, I will appear and stop you."

"But why did you choose me?"

“I think you are a pure person.”

"I am not pure, I think I am ugly."

"Aren't purity and ugliness the same?"

“They are different.”

"Then why do you live in the pain of love and suffer from sexual torture? You need sex and love, and you need the desires you want. You are in so much pain that you choose to end it. Is that the reason?" The god of love looked at him.

"I don't like sex."

"I don't like love."

"If so what do you like?"

"I don't like anything." He was a little angry, as if the disappointment and depression were coming, and he began to become pessimistic. And his eyes were full of pain.

"Look, you're starting to suffer again."

"I have some colorful pills here, which I made with Baihua's secret recipe. If you take one, you will travel to some places and meet some people. I also believe that they can cure your pain. I hope these pills can heal your wounds. Make you happy. Or heal yourself." The god of love looked at him gently.

At that moment, he seemed to feel unprecedented kindness and warmth. He was somewhat moved.

"Okay, I'll take your job. Thank you."

"After taking the pill, you will see some people in the scene you go to, and you can see the past of some of them. But you are invisible and they can't see you. You can attach yourself to some people, but I warn you not to be controlled by desire, otherwise you will suffer greatly and I can't save you." The god of love told him seriously.

"I'm already dead, so what? I'll go see what kind of job it is. I have nothing to do anyway." He thought to himself, thinking it was still fun. After all, he had never experienced this in real life before, and he suddenly found it fun.

The god of love took out a lot of colorful pills, which smelled fragrant. He had never seen or smelled such pills in the world. He felt it was so magical. How could such a wonderful thing happen to him? But he didn't know why. He didn't clear the memories in his heart. He had too many memories in his mind. He seemed to feel that the depressive mood in reality would still overflow and keep coming. Constantly stimulating him and enveloping him, he felt strong pain, depression, and discomfort. He didn't want to recall the past, didn't want to be involved in the so-called reality, and didn't want to recall. But some pictures would still roll in his mind, such as what he thought was love, what he thought was love, and the sexual torture that he couldn't escape.

However, he did not fall into depression again, but took the first pill without hesitation.

He began to fall into a deep sleep. His clothes changed, too, now in white, clean and pure. The god of love watched him fall into a deep sleep, with the same expression, gentle and kind, even a little comforting.

He really fell asleep.