heavenly love

But it clearly resounded in the sound of cursing and punching and kicking.

The angels looked towards the source of the voice in astonishment, and when they saw clearly who the man was speaking, they were stunned in shock.

The man walked through them, his steps were big and hurried, but he still gave people a sense of elegance.The man stopped in front of the two angels stacked one on top of the other on the ground, and stretched out his hand to Samuel, who was almost unable to hold on.Samuel stared blankly at him, stayed for a while before suddenly waking up, and immediately put his hand on the other's hand that had been waiting for a while.

As soon as the man mentioned it, he pulled Samuel up, then pursed his lips, and looked at Fan Wenjiang on the ground.

At this moment, Samael became slightly uneasy, and moved his painful body to block Fan Wenjiang, but the man was one step ahead of him, squatting down, and hugged Fan Wenjiang, who had lost consciousness and became limp, limp and thin, hugging him Feeling as if it would suddenly disappear in his arms, he unconsciously stroked Fan Wenjiang's hair that he had always loved with his fingers.

The man thought a lot at that moment.

He didn't see Michael for two months, and he didn't leave his palace. He lived an extremely poor life as usual, sitting on the bed motionless and flipping through one book after another that was actually the same.

Occasionally I would think of Beria, he lay on his bed and looked at him, he cried in his arms, he held his hand comfortingly, his last self-deprecating expression.

In fact, Beria was right, they were good friends, very good friends, although the time of knowing each other was only a short moment in Lucifer's life, but Beria gave him a lot.

He never revealed his deepest and most vulnerable parts to any angel, not even Michael.But he told Beria that he was actually very worried at that time. God is the great father who created everything, and every angel bowed down to the throne. He was worried that Beria would be angry if he knew his disobedience.But he didn't, and he even looked at him with some discomfort and said that he couldn't do anything.

How touched and happy at that moment, how angry and sad after knowing that Beria was sent by God.

If Remiel hadn't told him Beria's current situation, he might never see Beria again.

Wei Wei grasped Beria's slender arm in his hand, originally he really hated... But, when he saw the young man beside him, who would make fun of him, laugh and dance, he became dying, as if he would disappear in the next moment, Lucy Phil felt even more reluctant.

Turning his head to look at the angels who had bullied Beria, the angels came back to their senses and knelt down on the ground trembling with horror on their faces.

Lucifer just looked at them, but thought that he was actually like this.They knelt down to fear him, and he knelt down to fear God.So the most fundamental reason to be angry with Beria is actually because he is weak.

Yes, he is weak, and he fears God, so even if he has a different heart, he only dares to hide it deep in his heart, but it has been hidden for too long, and once in a while, he will feel extremely happy and comfortable.And the only driftwood for him at that time was Beria.

When did he become so afraid, even if he dared to confront God in front of all the angels in the temple, it was because of God's favor and knowing that he would not kill himself.

When did it become like this.It turns out that time has corroded not only the kingdom of heaven that he is gradually dissatisfied with, but also himself, his heart.

"Can you go back by yourself?"

Samuel raised his head in panic, slowly calmed down, and his eyes fell on Beria.

"I will take care of him." Lucifer also looked at the messed up young man in his arms, "Can you go back by yourself?"

Samuel nodded.

Lucifer didn't give those angels any punishment, he just hugged Belia, spread his six pairs of holy light wings and flew away.

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Fan Wenjiang opened his eyes, and the light reflected in his eyes blurred and mottled like a muddled one. After blinking, blinking again, it gradually became clear.

Originally, he thought that the pain would come when he became conscious, but after waiting for a long time, his body felt nothing. Fan Wenjiang raised his hand suspiciously, and it was also at this time that he noticed that this was not his room.

Sitting up, Fan Wenjiang was slightly taken aback, looking at the same layout as when he left.Until the huge double doors were opened, Lucifer was still dressed in that style, walking over on a thick and soft blanket.He held a tray in his hand, and the food utensils on the plate looked like a large teacup with one ear, with a large opening and slightly turned outward like a blooming flower, engraved with delicate and complicated patterns, so bright that it even reflected Fan Wenjiang clearly. s face.

Lucifer passed the tray forward, and Fan Wenjiang was silent for a while before taking the bowl of food from the tray.Stir it with a silver spoon, there are many translucent rice grain-sized balls in the milky white thick liquid, which is still hot and exudes a rich sweetness.

"How does your body feel?" Lucifer took a while to speak.

"Ah."

"..." Lucifer watched Fan Wenjiang take a sip, his expression was very calm, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

The food was delicious, although Fan Wenjiang didn't know what it was, but what Lucifer brought out must be expensive.If he would have studied it with great interest before, he is not in the mood now.In the future, there will be no more.

"Don't you like it? Then I'll let them do something else." Seeing Fan Wenjiang put down the tableware after just a few bites, Lucifer said.

"No, I just couldn't eat it. Thank you Your Highness for your hospitality." Fan Wenjiang said lightly, "Of course, I should thank Your Highness for saving me."

"..." Seeing the young man's indifferent expression, Lucifer felt a stab in his heart, and turned his eyes away.

"I'm going back." Fan Wenjiang got off the bed and walked past Lucifer.Lucifer grabbed him anxiously, Fan Wenjiang looked back at him, but he didn't speak again.

"Is there anything else your Highness needs?" He was not in a hurry to break away from Lucifer's hand, even though it hurt a little from his grasp.

Lucifer didn't speak, but just looked at Fan Wenjiang, and Fan Wenjiang also looked at him, those water-blue eyes looked warm and lingering when they were focused, as if they were looking at something important.

Fan Wenjiang laughed, he really didn't know how to learn a lesson, he tilted his head and asked lightly: "Your Highness?"

Lucifer let go of his hand, "I'm sorry."

"what?"

"I hurt you that day, I'm sorry."

"fine."

"You stay here."

"No, I still want to go back to school."

"Are you mad at me?"

"No." After a pause, he continued, "Doesn't Your Highness hate God? Wouldn't it be good to keep me here?"

"...Are you really an angel of God?"

"Why is it not? Do you believe me when I say it's not?"

"..." Lucifer nodded after a while.

"That's it...thank you so much for your love, Your Highness." Fan Wenjiang smiled, "I'm leaving."

This time Lucifer didn't stop him again.

Going back to the fifth day, not only the academy, but even the angels in Angel City on the fifth day were observing him, not just maliciously, but also curious, probing, and even envious.

When he returned to the academy to continue his classes, the tutors would no longer make things difficult for him. Some were afraid of him, some just treated him as if he didn’t exist, and the student angels also avoided him, and some would take the initiative to talk to him.

Just after chasing away a group of angels who came to talk for other purposes, Samuel dragged Fan Wenjiang out of the teaching building, "I'm so tired of those angels! I can't stand it!"

Fan Wenjiang just basked in the warm sunlight and took a breath, feeling refreshed all over his body.Although he doesn't care what other people think of him and he doesn't care about any rejection, but the days of being watched all the time are hard after all, and now he feels the long-lost tranquility and peace.However, after the brief refreshing feeling passed, my heart became cold and uncomfortable again.Putting down the arms that were originally stretched out to stretch the body, thinking of Lucifer... In an instant, many images flashed through his mind, all about him.Whether it's sitting, reading, being at a loss, or being sad...

They haven't known each other for a long time, and even the time in the human world can't establish anything... let alone the kingdom of heaven?He and Michael have been together for more than 500 years... 500 years, how many unsurpassed memories are there that he doesn't know?

"Xiao Bei?" Seeing Fan Wenjiang's dazed and even stunned expression, Samuel immediately asked concerned: "What's wrong with you? Who is bullying you?"

Fan Wenjiang smiled and shook his head, "Are you okay with your injury that day?"

"It's all right." Samuel waved his hand indifferently, "I met a friend in the past two days. Hmm...Although he has some strange behaviors and wears a black cloak everywhere, I still like him, and I feel quite Simple. He also healed my injuries. His magic is also very powerful!"

"It's fine." Fan Wenjiang still remembered the angel in the black cloak, and even more remembered his black eyes, which were like chaos without borders.

"I'll show you to meet him next time."

"it is good."

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About a month has passed, and every day is the same as the life before meeting Lucifer, college, part-time job, library, repeating three points and one line, although it is poor, it is also fulfilling. Because of Al's unusual attitude towards him, he even felt that he had never known that angel at all—maybe it was true, or maybe it was just self-deception.

In fact, he didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Lucifer, he probably liked it... He couldn't help but think of him when he was free, although it wasn't too painful, but he always felt empty in his heart that he was missing something.On the day I broke up with him, I was so uncomfortable that I almost cried... This kind of urge to cry is only in my childhood when I was innocent.

If it wasn't for the sudden break this time, such a liking would not even have been discovered by him at all...