everyone loves apollo

Eros disappeared, spread his wings, and flapped them soundlessly, sometimes flying above his head and sometimes in front of him.

The moment Apollo saw Daphne, the arrow of Cupid in his body began to work.A surge of love rose from his heart, like the waves slamming against the rocks by the sea, it was irresistible and made his head dizzy.He stood there blankly, like a stone statue, unable to move half a step, just staring at the girl not far away without moving.She hasn't noticed his existence yet, and she is happily picking wild flowers on the ground. She wears a laurel wreath on her head, and her long skirt is dragged to the ground, stained with dew in the grass.

how beautiful she is!Ten thousand times more beautiful than the goddess of Olympus.The white-armed Hera, the bright-eyed Athena, and the beautiful-heeled Aphrodite all bow down before her.Apollo admired her eyes, lips, hair, and arms, and the fire of love burned in his heart, flushed his cheeks, and made his eyes shine like morning stars.He was only obsessed with Daphne's beauty, but he didn't expect that Eros was standing aside, admiring his expression with relish.

The green God of Light is full of strong emotions in his heart, but he has not yet learned to control his emotions, let alone how to subtly pursue his sweetheart, so he adopted the simplest method, separating the obstructing branches in front of him, and walked towards Daphne .He would pour out his love to her, beg her acceptance.

Eros didn't expect Apollo to be so direct, and secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong.The alluring appearance of the God of Light, even those goddesses who swore never to marry on the holy mountain, would be in love with him, let alone a little daughter of the River God.He immediately bent his bow and set an arrow, and before Apollo could speak, he shot a lead arrow at Daphne's chest.

This is another great weapon of the god of love. Anyone who is shot will hate love, and no matter how many handsome men and women stand in front of him, he will not be tempted.He seldom uses this kind of arrow, because the closest lovers are full of all kinds of quarrels and misunderstandings, and even if he doesn't do it, they can easily go their separate ways.

The invisible magic arrow was silent and did not attract anyone's attention. Daphne didn't feel any discomfort in her body. She was still staring intently at the green grass, looking for the wild flowers she liked, until there was a sound of footsteps approaching from far to near. came.She straightened up, and saw a blond boy walking towards her gently, with a gentle and charming smile on his face.Immediately afterwards, there was a pain in her chest, as if an invisible hand grabbed her heart, a sudden sense of fear hit her, and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

Before Apollo could speak, she turned and ran, as if she was facing a beast instead of a handsome man.

Apollo froze for a moment, and a trace of frustration flashed in his blue pupils.

What is wrong with me? She wanted to reject me, not even giving me a chance to say a word.

But Cupid's arrow quickly cheered him up again.He stepped on the dewy grass and chased Daphne, shouting while chasing: "beautiful girl, don't run away, I am the son of the king of the gods, not an ordinary shepherd. I will not hurt you , Hey, stop for a moment and listen to me say a few words."

As soon as he revealed his identity, Daphne ran faster, thinking in her heart, it would be fine if he was an ordinary shepherd, she could deal with him with divine power.As the son of Zeus, she has no chance of winning.

Seeing her running faster and faster with her long skirt in hand, Apollo shouted anxiously, "Daughter of the river god, be careful, don't let the thorny tree catch your skirt. The road ahead is uneven." , you run slowly, I'm not chasing you, stop quickly, beautiful girl."

Daphne ignored his shouts and just ran down the mountain with all her heart, almost falling down several times.Apollo said that he would not pursue, but the fire of love drove him to follow closely.If it wasn't for the previous battle with Eros that consumed too much energy, he would have caught up with her long ago.

Just like that, the two escaped while the other chased, and even ran from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.But the vile God of Cupid hid aside to watch the excitement, marveling at the persistence and enthusiasm of the God of Light.

Can't he pause for a while, and then find a chance to confess his love slowly?If you insist on chasing after them in a hurry, even the woman who was not shot by the lead arrow can't stand it.If things go on like this, it will be a matter of time before they fall in love.

Alas, there are countless people with the arrow of the god of love in their bodies, and few can be as unrestrained and enthusiastic as him.

If he really fell in love, he would definitely cry, right?Although he has a slender body, judging from his age, he is still an immature god, and he has never even tasted the taste of love.Losing love is a huge blow to him, right?

Eros struggled for a while, should he add a golden arrow to Daphne and reverse her attitude towards Apollo?

The golden bow has been drawn, and the pure gold arrow has also hit the string.He thought about it, then put it down again.

Suddenly I really want to see the God of Light crying.

Eros looks cold and indifferent on the surface, but his temper is actually worse than anyone else.He often shoots golden arrows indiscriminately with his eyes blindfolded, or deliberately shoots wrongly, making a pair of enemies' children fall in love with each other, or making unsuitable men and women become husband and wife, causing so many joys and sorrows in the world.

In a flash of thought, the two arrived at the Penus River at the foot of the mountain. Daphne couldn't run any longer, and fell down by the river, begging her father to turn her into a laurel tree.The river god heard her wish and let out a sad sigh.Immediately her body became a slender tree trunk, her young skin became pitted bark, her hair became lush green leaves, and her feet, reaching deep into the ground, became trees. root.

Apollo didn't have time to stop him, so he threw himself in front of the laurel tree, hugged the rough trunk, and burst into tears.He probably thought that there was no one else around, so he didn't hide it at all. When he cried, it was earth-shattering, his image was completely lost, his handsome features were wrinkled into a ball, and big teardrops rolled down from his eye sockets. Come on, roll over your fair face, land on the front of your clothes, and soon get wet.

Eros got his wish and saw the tears of the God of Light. He was very interested at first, but soon he had a headache.

He is so good at crying!Cry from the sun until the sky is full of clouds, cry for a while, rest against the tree trunk, and then cry again.Whenever Eros thought he had cried enough, he began to cry again.

The strings of the lyre were plucked by the west wind, and they whimpered weakly, as if sighing endlessly for the misfortune of the master.

Eros pouted angrily and amusedly.

A dignified god of light, he didn't know where so many tears came from, maybe even a young girl who was abandoned by her lover couldn't cry as much as he did.

But you can't leave him alone like this.God knows how long he will cry?Poor Apollo, his voice is a little hoarse.

Finally, he showed his figure, walked to the God of Light, hugged his shoulders, and said, "Little guy, don't cry, it's just a broken relationship, it's not a big deal. Look at the lovers in the world, Most have ended in separation and tragedy, and few have been as sad as you."

Apollo was so dizzy from crying that he completely forgot to think about why Eros was still here, but without raising his head, he said sullenly: "You have never been in love, how can you understand the pain of losing love? And," he raised his head Come, and said: "Thanks to your golden arrow, I have tasted the taste of love. It is so beautiful, but so short-lived, like a shooting star across the sky. I haven't had time to experience it slowly. The joy of coming is the pain of losing it.”

His pupils had just been washed by tears, and they were so clear without any impurities.The deep sadness became more and more clear, filling the entire eye sockets, so thick that it was about to overflow.There are still a few teardrops in the corners of the eyes that haven't rolled down, just like a drop of dew on the rose petals in the morning, fortunately, they haven't disappeared with the newborn sun.

Eros carefully touched the corners of his eyes with the tip of his index finger, snatched those teardrops, put them in his mouth, and tasted the sweet and salty taste with the tip of his tongue.

His voice was as soft as a whisper: "Are you blaming me, God of Light?"

Apollo lowered his head dejectedly, not noticing Eros' small movements.

Are you blaming him?In addition to the pain of broken love, there is also a trace of unwillingness, a trace of complaint, and some inexplicable feelings.

But this kind of thing is not easy to admit directly.

"No, I didn't," he retorted. "I challenged you first. I'm not as good at archery as you are. I'm just... just sad."

Even though the wonderful voice was hoarse, it was still as pleasant as fairy music, but his voice became smaller and smaller, and the last few words were quickly scattered in the wind.

Eros smiled and said: "Little guy, it doesn't matter. Just like precious love, the pain and sorrow of losing love will be fleeting. You are the son of Zeus, the most handsome god on Mount Olympus, countless goddesses and mortals. All the women in the world will fall in love with you. As long as you are willing, a smile can make them happy, and obediently offer everything they have."

"Really?" Apollo said in a daze, "then why doesn't Daphne like me, and even runs away when she sees me. I'm not a monster like the giant snake Pitong, nor a robber who does all kinds of evil. Even if she rejects me face to face , I won't... I won't force her like Father God, insisting on taking her as my own. I just want to say a few words to her, and she doesn't even give me this chance."

As he talked, he looked like he was about to cry again.Tears had flowed to the edge of the eye sockets, and they were about to fall at any moment.Just like the dew on the petals of a rose, even if you touch it casually, it will roll off immediately.

Eros' heart seemed to be rubbed, and a voice in his head said, hurry up, tell him about the lead arrow immediately.Let him know it's not his fault.Let his eyes not be so sad.

The words had already flowed to his lips, but Eros held back desperately.He didn't want Apollo to have the slightest complaint against him.

But he couldn't let him be so sad.

After thinking for a while, he continued to comfort him: "Although great love is intoxicating, not everyone is willing to have it. Doesn't your sister Artemis hate love and marriage, and vowed to be celibate for the rest of her life? Maybe Daphne thinks the same way. Even if it's not you, but the king of the gods who came here today, she might not succumb to him. There is also Athena, the daughter of Zeus, who has only been interested in shields and armor since she was born I bet she would rather spend her time on the battlefield than looking for a lover. Not to mention Hestia, goddess of the hearth. Even if she stays at home all day, busy around the kitchen, she would Never had the idea of ​​getting married and having children."

After his analysis, Apollo suddenly realized, and said: "Eros, what you said is very reasonable. My sister really has no interest in love at all. Once there was a handsome young man who inadvertently broke into her bathing room." The cave, without seeing anything, was turned into a deer by her involuntary explanation. If it was Aphrodite, she probably wouldn't be so cruel. So, Daphne doesn't just hate me, but hates all men? "

Eros nodded, with a hint of joy and regret in his heart.The good news is that Apollo believed him so quickly, and this matter can be regarded as muddling through.What he regrets is that he suffered such a torment inexplicably, and his eyes were swollen from crying, which is really pitiful.

However, Apollo's expression only jumped for a moment, and the bright eyes soon dimmed again.He stretched out his hand to caress the trunk of the laurel tree, frowned slightly, and murmured: "If only I had understood this truth earlier, at least I wouldn't have chased her so hard and turned her into a tree. In the end, it was all my fault.”

A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves of the laurel tree rustled, as if agreeing with his remorse.

Eros's heart that had just been let go suddenly picked up again.Apollo showed such a sad expression to his lover—even if the lover has turned into a tree, even if this relationship was promoted by himself—it cast a cloud over Eros's heart.

He sighed, walked to Apollo, rubbed the bark like him, and said, "There is no way, how do you know that the daughter of the river god has a different attitude towards love. But, who knows, maybe it's a good thing for her."

Apollo immediately turned his head to look at him, his eyes widened in surprise, and said, "Eros, your words confuse me so much. Why is it a good thing to become a tree?"

Eros smiled slightly, and instead of answering his question directly, he asked, "God of Light, based on what you know about Daphne, what is her favorite place to stay?"

"Naturally, they stay in the mountains like my sister." Apollo replied without thinking, "They love nature, like to stay with Mother Earth, and live a free life instead of sitting in the dark. indoors, housekeeping, spinning and weaving.”

Eros nodded: "You are right at all. They are goddesses in the forest, and they are quite different from ordinary mortal women. So, Apollo, let me ask another question, how long can Daphne live?"

Apollo bowed his head and thought for a while before saying: "Her father is the river god Penius, but her mother is a mortal. As a descendant of gods and mortals, her face will not age, but her life span is only longer than ordinary people. A little bit. When the time is up, she must go to the underworld, and stay forever in that terrible place where the sun is never seen."

"That's right," Eros looked at him appreciatively, "you see, sooner or later you two have to separate. As a goddess with half mortal blood, death is inevitable. But, God of Light, now she Become a tree, and you have the power to change her fate."

Apollo was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.He jumped up for joy, hugged Cupid, and said: "Eros, you are right. Why didn't I think of this. Only God the Father can give eternal life to mortals, but any god can treat plants or What do the animals do. I will keep the laurel tree evergreen, and I will tell all mortals not to cut down the tree, but let Daphne grow here forever, beside her father. During the day, the bird will be in her The branches sing, and the deer rest in the shade of her tree. And at night, the silvery moonlight fills her canopy softly. This is the life she longs for. Eros, you can think of such an idea. so amazing."

With a smile on the corner of the cunning God of Cupid's mouth, he enjoyed the embrace of the God of Light with peace of mind, hugged him in turn, buried his head between the thick and curly blond hair, and took a deep breath.

Well, it's very fragrant.Unlike the smell of Ambrosia Ointment, this is a natural fragrance.

But the little guy is too innocent, he was deceived so easily.I don't know if he is like this in front of other gods?

Never mind, as long as he stops crying.

Although his tears are very touching, his bright smile is even more lovable.

Before he could smell the fragrance of his hair, Apollo let him go quickly, squatted down to pick up the laurel leaves blown off by the wind, and said: "To commemorate my unfortunate lover, from now on, I will only use laurel leaves." to adorn my lyre and quiver, and to weave branches into laurel wreaths for the best poets and warriors. Oh yes, I could plant a laurel tree outside the temple at Delphi..."

Eros felt his arms suddenly empty, and the handsome God of Light had left him.He looked at his back, his face darkened.

Shall I give him a lead arrow now and make him forget about that damned goddess?No, forget it, it's too obvious to do so.If he realizes that his love has disappeared without a trace in an instant, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be suspicious.

Let's wait until later, when time wears away his love, and then add another arrow to completely wipe out the remaining bit of love.

Venus stood under the laurel tree, staring at the dazzling blond hair, and slowly covered his chest with his right hand.Under the warm palm is where the heart beats.

It's accelerating.

How many years have passed since the birth of chaos, the most beautiful god has this feeling for the first time, and the taste is unexpectedly...beautiful.

He smiled, revealing his neat teeth like plaid shells, glowing with a cold luster, like a wild beast that chooses to eat people, once it sees its beloved prey, it will never let go, exhausting all means, Eat him skin and bones into his stomach.