[Comprehensive British and American] Reversal of the future

But where can he run?

Constantine touched the mark Beria left him on the side of his neck. This is the mark that the Lord of Hell gave him to increase his power, but he can feel the power of the same source no matter how far apart, such as Beria The trace of power left in Loki's scepter was basically a locator.

Constantine stared blankly at the cigarette that had been cut into three pieces in his hand, and his shoulders slumped weakly.

Since the "big devil" he summoned was Beria, everything was messed up.

After rubbing his face vigorously, Constantine walked into the lounge in the back of the store with heavy steps.He lay down on the bed in the inner room and closed his eyes directly.

... Forget it, let's get some sleep first.If you have any plans, let's wait until you wake up.

Constantine slept through the whole afternoon plus afternoon, his frowning brows were not relaxed because of the peace of the dream, and he didn't know that Beria, who had been out all day, was waiting for Constantine to come home.

As a result, the sky was dark, and his humans hadn't returned home.

Bella: "…………"

Beria completely forced himself to sit at home and wait for his human being to surprise him according to his desire to find Constantine.But what he never expected was that the sky was getting dark and Constantine hadn't returned home yet.

Beria's gaze dimmed involuntarily.

Is his human being destined to be held in his hands all the time so that he can actually stay in his arms?

Beria slowly closed his eyes and sensed the location of the mark.

It's not that far away, right in the thrift store.

Beria looked at the clock on the wall, wait another 10 minutes?

Thirty seconds later, Beria disappeared directly into the apartment.

There is no way to endure it any longer!

Beria teleported directly to the thrift store in Brooklyn. The store was dark and quiet, only the ticking of the quartz clock in the store, and almost inaudible breathing.

in the room.

Beria frowned tightly, did something happen to Constantine?

Although the imprint he left in Constantine's soul did not warn, it cannot be ruled out that some existence blocked his imprint.

Beria never felt that in this world whose energy level was inferior to that of his birthplace, he would be able to run amok and have no opponents.

The Lord of Hell walked quickly into the inner room, and then heaved a sigh of relief half helplessly and half relieved.

Constantine fell asleep.

His human didn't even take off his coat, just curled up on the bed in the middle, the suit jacket on his body was wrinkled and rolled up, and the trousers were also wrinkled, almost turning into rotten vegetable leaves.But Beria felt that he was a little unreasonable, but he actually thought John Constantine, who was dressed crumpled, was also cute.

Beria hesitated between waking Constantine up now or carrying him home directly, and chose the latter.

Surprises can be done again, his human looks very tired.

Sure enough, when Constantine was practicing spells, he should be watching and replenishing him-physical strength from time to time.

Thinking in this way, Beria walked over and bent slightly. Just as he was about to hug Constantine, the thick human eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Beria's face was reflected in the somewhat misty pupils of human beings.

"Hi." Beria showed a smile, and the hand that was intended to hug someone was placed on the bed next to Constantine, and he greeted with a light smile.

"Bailey..." Constantine called out somewhat vaguely, and reached out and grabbed the Lord of Hell by the collar.

Beria obediently lowered her head and kissed the lips sent by humans.

The previous restlessness and even depression disappeared like this.

Beria put his hands on the back of Constantine's head and kissed his human intently.He could feel the rapid rise in body temperature, as if the heat from the human in his arms through the clothes directly ignited his body, making him think...

and many more!

Don't forget everything he prepared tonight! !

It was very difficult for Beria to change the action of supporting the back of the human head into the action of pinching the back of the human neck. He raised his body, licked his lips under Constantine's obviously stunned gaze, and said hoarsely: "Wait!" , Wait! Let's go home first, Johnny, you haven't had dinner yet."

Constantine took a fixed look at Beria, shrugged his shoulders, let go of Beria's clothes indifferently, and pulled his shirt collar instead.Who knows what's going on with today's shirt, it's a bit strangling him because it has too many buttons.

"Don't eat at home today." Constantine pushed Beria away as if nothing had happened. He got out of bed without looking into the eyes of the Lord of Hell.He looked at the crumpled clothes on his body and frowned.Subconsciously, he wanted to ask Beria to help him "ironing" the clothes, but he remembered something, he pursed his lips, and turned to take out a new shirt and trousers from his bracelet.

Constantine turned his back to Beria and began to change his clothes. He took off his clothes without any scruples. In the dim light, the human body seemed to be glowing with a soft light in the eyes of the Lord of Hell. inside.

His human was tall and tall, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a thin waist. The texture attached to the bones was smooth and perfect, neither weak nor exaggerated.

Beria's breathing stagnated slightly.

He knew the feeling when his palm was attached to it, and also the slight electric current caused by the rubbing of his lips during a kiss.

He had kissed this body all over, wishing he could swallow his flesh and bones together with his soul when he was so passionate, as if only in this way could he feel a little more at ease.

The humans he loves can easily tug at his heartstrings.

Beria's throat moved, and he regretted his previous rationality.

Completely ignoring the scorching gaze behind him, Constantine quickly changed his clothes.

Unlike the previous black and white series of windbreaker shirt and trousers, the shirt he is wearing now is dark purple, with only the third button buttoned up.He scratched his hair casually, his deliberately disheveled hair made him look like a young man who just entered the university campus, and his smile could make the seniors stuff notes into his pockets.

"Going to the bar, Beria?" Konstantin leaned over and picked up the clothes he just took off, and threw them into the dirty clothes basket in the cubicle bathroom, regardless of the fact that his clothes were slightly rough at this time. What kind of damage does the action take.

Beria frowned, he instinctively sensed something wrong with human emotions.He wanted to see Constantine's expression clearly in the dark, but unfortunately, since he changed his clothes just now, he could only see half of a human's side face at most from this angle, or he could only face the back of a human's head altogether.

Beria blinked and said, "The wine in the bar is very inferior. If you want to drink, there are some good quality wines at home."

"Oh, please, Beria." Konstantin lowered his head and put on his shoes, but his voice sounded clearly and loudly in the room, "Who goes to the bar just to drink. The most important thing is the atmosphere and the affair ,do you know."

"An affair?" Beria frowned completely, and he looked at Constantine in disbelief, saying word by word, "Is that what I understand?"

Constantine didn't answer because he was putting on his shoes.

The teeth were firmly inserted into the soft flesh of the lips, and the force was quickly removed before it was about to lose control.Constantine stomped his feet, stood up, and looked at Beria.

There is no light in the room, and the little light in the room comes from the lights in the distance and the stars in the night sky.His eyes couldn't see Beria clearly, but he knew that Beria could clearly see his appearance at the moment.

Constantine secretly adjusted his breathing, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Please, Beria, you always know what kind of person I am, don't you? Why are you so surprised?" Pulling the corners of his mouth, Constantine tried to Make a nonchalant smile, "I'm just a human being, Beria, don't expect too much from me, I..."

Constantine's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he slowly repeated: "I'm just a human being."

Even though John Constantine was very strong, no matter how scarred he was, he could still stand up, but he was subconsciously afraid of some injuries.

That pain comes from caring too much.

Therefore, when he might be injured, he, a selfish and cowardly human being, chose to escape.

He didn't want to become a day when he didn't even know himself. Such a John Constantine would become hideous, which was the last thing he wanted to face in the future.

Constantine twitched the corners of his mouth. He looked at Beria and was about to say something when a force grabbed his collar and dragged him onto the bed.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

A series of voices sounded. If Constantine could see in the dark, he would see the cobweb-like cracks centered on the bed in the cubicle lounge of the thrift store in Brooklyn. Spread throughout the house.This makes the building more than a century old as fragile as a glass product, as if it would shatter to pieces with a light touch.

However, Constantine couldn't see it, but he could feel the feeling of his throat being strangled by the Lord of Hell's hand and pressed against the bed.

There is also the awe-inspiring killing intent that fills this room, as if pierced by needles.

Constantine's eyes were blank, and he murmured in his heart, screwed up, he really screwed up.

"John Constantine!" Beria gritted his teeth, he was about to be mad by this human being, and he said every word: "You damn human, don't force me, I don't want to chain you to Pandi Manny is here to keep you!"

Bella's hands were trembling slightly.

"Belia..." Constantine opened his eyes, and he raised his hand, trying to grab Beria's hand that was choking his throat, but just as he raised his hand, he was pressed firmly by Beria aside.

"How dare you, how dare you!" Beria's pure black eyes showed traces of blood, and he looked at Constantine, wishing he could just strangle him to death and swallow him, lest this human being always To escape from him.

"Why... why, John Constantine!" Beria was so angry that his voice became softer.His fingers slowly rubbed the Adam's apple of the human below him, and his voice was erratic, "Am I not good enough for you? Power, status, strength, wealth, youth, eternity. Johnny, my dear Johnny, as long as you say it Come out, I can give you everything. But why, you just want to escape."

"Be, Belia..." Constantine's heart couldn't help but he suddenly realized that the decision tonight was too hasty.He said so many hellish things almost in a feverish mood, even if he wanted to get together and get away, it shouldn't be this time.

Especially a few minutes ago, they almost rolled together again.

"Tell me, why." Beria's voice suddenly became sharper, his voice was like a law, and he snarled in Konstantin's ear: "Tell me, why!!!"

Constantine's gaze became blank for a moment, and he said almost subconsciously: "I'm not sure I can keep you in love, I'm not sure how long the eternal fallen angel's feelings for a human being can last, I don't want to wait You went crazy after you left, I...!"

Constantine shut his mouth suddenly, he bit his lip hard, trying to suppress the urge to speak out what was in his heart.

But his previous words were enough.

Beria's angry expression froze. He stared blankly at the human with an extremely embarrassing expression below him, and murmured: "Because I'm not sure how long my relationship will last, so I want to...leave? You're actually worried about me? Change of heart?"

Beria was suddenly hit by a huge sense of absurdity. He didn't know that his human beings were thinking about this problem.

"Damn it." Beria couldn't help cursing in a low voice. This was the first time the Lord of Hell swears, and he didn't know what to say.It was still the bloody smell permeating in the darkness, which came from the deepening wound on Constantine's lips.

Constantine's complexion could no longer be described as ugly.His face was so white that it was almost transparent, but his lips, smeared with blood, were bright red.He tilted his head and stared at one side, even though he couldn't see Beria clearly in the dim light, he refused to face the Lord of Hell.

Constantine's heart beat almost out of order. If it wasn't for the person being firmly pressed down by him, he might have run away long ago.

Beria leaned down helplessly and pityingly. He pinched the man's jaw to prevent him from ravaging his lips, and then carefully sucked the wound on Constantine's lips, using the softest force Repairing the wound on his lip.

Then, Beria's palm landed on Constantine's face, his voice was full of helplessness, and he said, "I thought that was something I needed to worry about."

Constantine's eyebrows trembled, but he remained silent.

"Human life is so short, and their hearts are so fickle. One day you can love deeply, and tomorrow you don't need to love." Beria's voice sounded softly in the darkness, "I will also think, one day, you want To escape from me, what can I do, what will I do."

"John Constantine, I'm not tolerant." Beria stared at the humans below him and murmured, "My tolerance is based on not caring. Because I don't care, I ignore it, but you see it as tolerance. "

"Only you, only you, when you want to leave, I can't be tolerant." Beria's voice became cold, "If the chains of Pandimenan can't lock you, I will eat Lose your soul."

Belia leaned down lovingly, kissed the black hair of the human below, and murmured: "For a guy like you, I can only feel at ease for a moment if I put it deep in my soul."

Constantine's eyes widened, and he looked at the Lord of Hell in a daze.The darkness blurred his face, but the suppressed emotions in his eyes were clearly visible.

"Belia..." Constantine murmured the name of the Lord of Hell.

"Scared?" Beria chuckled in the dark, "I don't want to scare you, Johnny."

Beria lowered his head slowly, resting his forehead against Constantine's, and sighed softly, "Give me 3 minutes, and I'll be able to sort out my emotions soon."

Constantine didn't speak, he just stretched out his hand and hugged the king of hell on his body.He groped to cover his face with his hands, and kissed it vigorously.

Um, it doesn't feel right.

keep looking.

Beria couldn't help laughing, his human kissed his chin, and fumbled left and right, up and down.He could feel the trembling of human fingers and the wetness of his palms, and his heart was beating fast.

Beria couldn't help raising his hand to stroke the human's black hair, adjusted his posture, and then bit the human's lips.

After the kiss, Constantine leaned into Beria's arms and squeezed his red and swollen lips, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Beria, I, I didn't mean to make you sad, I just... "He slumped his shoulders helplessly, "It's just a little scared."

Quite ashamed to admit his fear, Konstantin stared into the darkened corner of the room, his ears blushing.

He had never been so afraid of death before, only afraid that one day his excessive love would make him hateful.

Beria curled the human black hair with his fingers, and said in a calm voice, "But I'm still very angry and sad, what should I do?" He was pissed off this time, and he didn't want to let Constantine go so easily.

Constantine blinked, and he rolled over on Beria's body.His fingers touched his face from Beria's hair, and he carefully determined the location in the dark, then supported the face of the Lord of Hell, and raised his head to place a light kiss on the corner of his forehead.

Beria's expression became soft and helpless, he sighed and said, "Are you still going to the bar?"

"Cough." Constantine's eyes wandered for a moment, and he said, "Let's go home and eat."

Beria held Constantine's hand and teleported back to the apartment with him.Before leaving, he didn't forget to tidy up the walls and floors in the inner room, lest the building collapse after they left.

The apartment was dark.

Beria held Constantine's finger, pulled him towards the study, and said, "Go to...the study and wait for a while, I'll bake cookies."

"The study?" Konstantin froze for a moment. He stopped, fumbled to turn on the light, and said, "Why not the living room?"

"Wait, Johnny." After bringing him home, he remembered what he had done at home. Beria originally planned to get him into the study, and then he cleaned up everything in the living room in minutes, but Constance Ding's act of turning on the light ruined this temporary plan.

Colorful neon lights are lit up in the living room.

The lamp in their living room is this color?

Constantine froze for a moment, and when he saw the furnishings in the living room, he froze.

Dark green vine branches hung on the window lattice walls of the living room, and each branch was adorned with huge flowers.Those flowers looked a bit like roses, but Constantine knew that they were a kind of vine rose, and the porches of garden houses usually like to be decorated with this kind of plants.

But there has never been a vine rose with the beauty of these flowers in the living room.They are black and red, that is black to the extreme red, and there are still fine drops of water on the delicate petals, shy and timid, ready to bloom.

On the crystal chandelier above the living room, the reason why the original soft white light turned into colorful colors is because of the strings of gemstones hanging on the chandelier like autumn fruits.

Then, Konstantin saw the black forest cake with two rings of candles on the dining table in the center of the living room.Knives and forks are placed on one side of the cake, while on the other side is a gold crown set with rubies and black crystals.

If the crown appeared in a museum or in a royal palace, Constantine thought it was normal.But when it appeared on the dining table and was placed next to the cake, Constantine couldn't help but think of the birthday paper hat worn by the birthday star.

Constantine couldn't help looking at Beria, and said, "Today is you...?" He stopped talking suddenly, and stared blankly at Beria, who seemed to have a helpless expression, as if he had been punched by someone. After a while, he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long while.

Beria pursed her lips and said softly, "Johnny, you don't have to..."

"...It's me." Constantine put his hand on his forehead, his forehead twitched violently, his voice was extremely dry and hoarse, "Today, May 5th, is my birthday, I..." He said dryly He laughed softly, "I forgot about it myself."

Therefore, there is an explanation for Beria's anomaly today.

Beria spent the day preparing for the moment.

But he screwed it all up.

The author has something to say: #818Spicy Lord of Hell who almost died of love#

Beria: I died unjustly == I am the one who is worried about my lover changing his mind, okay?Shall I count the divorce rate for you in hundreds of years?With such a short life, I have to change partners for a few months, a few years, and a dozen years. After reading the news, I will be worried.

Constantine: ==

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Constantine is planning to break up the relationship before it gets too deep, so as not to break up in the future and die or live, which is not in line with his previous outlook on life at all.And Beria said, what a joke, angels are stubborn, and there is no change of heart.If you dare to sneak away, the small black room will be in a minute, anyway, he is already dark.