God forbids me to fall in love

Moen was at a loss for words for a while. He tried his best to mobilize his not-so-smart mind, and said falteringly: "You used to be with me, uh, herding sheep... Sometimes, we plowed the land together..."

"Oh?" Vernes was surprised for a second.

Moen's brain was completely emptied by this "question". He was really not good at lying, and now he tried to remedy it, but found that he couldn't do it at all. He couldn't make it up.

He no longer looked at the god's face, but looked directly at the ceiling, and after he had done enough mental construction, he said, "If I say, you are not human, would you believe it?"

"..."

"I don't know if I should speak up. Just like you, I am also confused about this situation and don't know what to do."

Moen finally opened up the chatter box. All the long-suffocated emotions in his heart flowed freely like a flood with the gate opened, "From a certain day, everything suddenly changed. You are the god I believe in, and you should be far away in the kingdom of heaven." stared at your believers, but the dream god told me that day, you were expelled..."

He held the corner of the quilt with his hands, never turned his head, and did not dare to look at Vernes's appearance from the corner of his eye. He just poured out all his thoughts: "My uncle's family and I were separated due to the war, and suddenly became alone. You My prayers were no longer answered. At that time, I was really scared. I didn’t know when the snow would stop, when the war would end, and when the next meeting with my family would be...

I don't know why you have experienced changes and become exiled in the world.I followed my instinct to find you in the field where we first met.

Oneiroi reminded me to take you back to heaven, but I don't know how to find those places, what should I do, is it right? "

Moen was glad that it was abnormally dark now, and the dim candle lights in the room could not illuminate the panic in his eyes.

"I'm so useless, aren't I?" a gasp escaped his throat.

"..." Vernes looked at him quietly, then suddenly and slowly reached out to touch Moen's head.

The hand gently brushed Moen's face and stroked his hair.

Vernes would not tell Moen that Moen at that time was like an abandoned puppy in his eyes.

That pair of dark eyes, which are different from others, are moist and crystal clear, which makes people feel affectionate.

"Do you believe what I said? It is indeed true, you are a god on high." Moen raised his head, and then turned to meet Vernes' gaze.

His face was a little anxious, and he was very afraid that his confession would be regarded as an unrealistic assumption.

"I don't know." Vernes said slowly, "But... I am willing to find the answer with you. Can you tell me, where are the places you mentioned about the Oneiroi?" He showed a kind gesture With a slight smile, he asked while comforting the agitated Moen.

"Yongdu River, Liefeng Mountain and Migratory Bird's Sky Step." Moen honestly relayed.

Vernes listened, the focus of his eyes suddenly drifted away from Moen's face, and settled in the distance, as if he saw something.

It took him a while to wake up and look away, raised his hand and stretched his eyebrows, and gently opened his lips and said, "I seem to see the direction."

"Really?!" Moen bounced directly from the cot, he even grabbed the god's hand without knowing how to measure it and held it in his palm, his face was full of surprise.

"Then let's set off after dawn, shall we?" He couldn't wait for a moment.

Vernes also sat up and let Moen lick his hand, hesitantly looked out the window, thought for a few seconds before nodding his head.

When Moen heard that there was a direction to send the gods back to the kingdom of heaven, all the hesitation, doubts and sorrows in his heart were swept away at once.

He wished he could move the small bench and sit by the door now, facing the darkness that had terrified him, and lead people away the first second the daylight emerged from the surface.

however.

Moen would never have imagined that this unusual night would last for seven days.

There is no tool to confirm the time at home. When there is no sunrise and sunset, human beings can only feel the length of time through the cycle of physiological reactions, and completely lose the ability to perceive the specific passage of time.

But the gods did not.

……

"Today is the seventh day," Vernes said.

Moen turned his head away when he heard the words, his complexion was a little pale, and there were still light dark circles under his eyes.

These days his spirit was going to be weak, because as long as he fell asleep, he would have the same dream.

Narovella always only spoke those fixed lines, and Moen could recite them backwards.

For him, the dream turned into a complete nightmare.

"Will it still be light?" he asked involuntarily, a question he had asked three or five times already.

"Yes." Vernes' answer this time was particularly firm.

As if deliberately responding to his categorical answer, just as he finished speaking, daylight suddenly appeared outside.

The entire attic was filled with light that finally appeared after many days.

Moen had his eyes covered by Vernes a second before any of this happened.

But his body can feel the warmth of the sun on his skin, which is so precious.

"Its daybreak?"

Moen's voice trembled a little, he reached for the hand covering his eyes, and gently pulled it down, indicating that he was ready to see the light.

"Ah."

Moen blinked, looked at the clear blue sky outside the window, and quickly ran out while leaning on the wall.

He ran all the way to the door, stretched out his hand tremblingly, palm up, as if he was catching the warm sunshine.

The snow outside has almost melted away, and although the lack of sun these days has not accelerated its melting, the temperature is rising.

It seemed that from the moment it got dark, it hadn't snowed again.

Moen stared blankly at the outside world, which should have been a scene he was accustomed to, but looking at it now, he felt that they were so beautiful that they seemed unreal.

"Why did this happen, what happened?" Moen murmured.

In fact, he should take advantage of the present to set off with the gods and embark on the journey to find the Yongdu River.

But Moen felt a little uncertain at the moment.He didn't figure out the reason for the darkness, and he didn't know what happened in the outside world. He was afraid that the sky would get dark again.

In the end they decided to wait and see for another two days.

After two days, when everything was back to normal, Moen accepted it, simply packed some bags, and left the house of his hometown with God.

When they reached the crossing, they saw four or five people in a panic from a distance.

At first, Moen thought he had bumped into the vagrants from the Northland, but he didn't expect that when he took a closer look at those people, they looked very familiar, and they were all his former neighbors.

"Uncle Duffy?!" He called out, and hurried forward, "The war is over? Have you ever met my uncle and the others?"

Duffy narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, then rushed over and patted Moen on the shoulder.

"Moen, are you Moen? Good boy, you survived too! Isn't your uncle with you?"

After hearing this, Moen also understood that they must have never met their uncle, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"We got separated, and my uncle took a boat to the other side of the mainland with his friend who also believed in the goddess..."

Because the uncle Daffy in front of him is also a devout follower of the god of agriculture, Loamina, Moen naturally omitted the word "female".

Unexpectedly, Da Fei raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and asked with staring eyes: "Goddess?! How can there be a goddess!"

"...Just, dear Loamina..." Moen didn't know what he said wrong, he repeated it carefully, but was roughly interrupted by Daphne

"Presumptuous! What a **** goddess, there is only one god in this world, and that is the great Lord Yemiga! Only Lord Yemiga is the truth of all things, and loves his people!

If it wasn't for the beloved god Yemega who came to the world and resolved this catastrophe, do you think you can still stand here and speak wild words?I don't know what's good or bad, boy! "

Da Fei blushed and gesticulated angrily.

He looked so excited that he was about to grab Moen's neckline and punch him in the next second.

The family members behind hurried over and grabbed Da Fei's arm to pull him away, still saying, "Calm down, don't get close to this unlucky guy! Let's go, be careful if you get too close, you will be punished by God!"

The ashen-faced lady didn't forget to spit at Moen's feet after she finished speaking.

She was Duffy's wife, and she used to slip a piece of apple pie when Moen passed by her house.

And now...

Watching the family walk away cursing, Moen still didn't react for a long time.

Vernes walked to his side and touched his shoulder lightly.

"What's wrong?" he asked with concern.

Moen didn't reply, still in a daze.

He naturally knew Yemijia, the god in charge of disasters, with many believers.

Why did the family who believed in the goddess Loamina all become fanatical believers in the God of Disaster?

From the content of those words, it seems that Lord Yemiga stopped the endless snow, controlled the war, and perhaps, let the light come again?

Moen only felt that he was probably isolated from the world during those days when he hid in the attic.

He is completely unaware of these changes in the world.

If this is the case, of course he must also be grateful to God Yemiga, but he will definitely not convert his beliefs.

He will always be a follower of Vernes.

Forever means that he owns every second of his breath and heartbeat.

Thinking of this, Moen couldn't help raising his eyes and quickly glanced at the god who was beside him.

It happened to meet God's inquiring eyes.

How lucky it is to be a follower of Vernes.

The corners of Moen's mouth suddenly curled up, feeling that his heart was full, and some questions and unreasonable worries that had just arisen were squeezed out.

He shook his head and answered nothing with a slow half-beat.

Then he completely let go of this little episode, took a step forward, and continued to search for the Yongdu River where God knew the direction.