Angel on earth

"Ready, Aaron?"

"I... I'm ready!"

Aaron shrugged his nose, forked a knife with his left hand, and stared at the food on the table without blinking.

Mikhail attached great importance to Aaron's experience of eating for the first time in 200 years. He ran to the city at a speed that must have frightened people, bought fresh meat and cream, and added vegetables that had just been spawned in the morning, and went home to make a meal. A sumptuous breakfast that could be called a banquet.

But Aaron, who was always hiding in the countryside, seemed to have forgotten the extra dining etiquette, and his eyes urged Mikhail to lift the lid of the crock.Of course Mikhail couldn't see it, but he could probably hear Aaron calling to him in prayer, Mesha, Mesha, lift the lid!

Aaron had been salivating over that pot of beef stew.By Mithras, he never had a tomato in his life, and Noren didn't have a tomato until he was 50 years old.Obviously, Mikhail's talent in cooking is much better than him, and he probably learned it only once in the Federation. This pot of beef stew looks more delicious than the dinner of the down-and-out nobleman of the Federation he served. A lot, Mikhail himself liked it, and the Victor brothers and sisters who had invited to help before would eat it with bread.

The rotisserie chicken that is essential on this day is still in the oven.He used to help Mikhail remove the bones of chicken and fish before cooking, but he still couldn’t stop drooling when he watched the boy smear seasoning and honey on them, stuffing fruits and spices into his stomach—he now not only needs He breathed, and he still needed to swallow, so he finally understood what the "Harvest Priest" was all about. Perhaps no one could hold Mikhail from behind like him, enjoying the warmth of the soft fabric that penetrated the pajamas The breath of life, but Mikhail smells like a good harvest; this is the smell that makes human beings feel the most happy and safe in the thousands of years after being driven out of the well-fed Garden of Eden.

There were also slices of garlic bread on the side - Aaron had always wondered how the Commonwealth could make crispy, fluffy toast.Fuck the vampire is afraid of garlic, he's a doctor, garlic is good for health!

——It’s just that his stomach wasn’t ready yet, and after taking the first bite, he covered his mouth and vomited it out.Mikhail handed over the hot towel, and before he had time to worry about anything, he rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth, and took another big bite of bread, then a spoonful of stewed beef, and then pudding poured with maple syrup.

He grabbed the bread with his hands, did not move the two rows of knives and forks, grabbed a spoon from one plate to the other with his right hand, lifted a spoonful of butter with shaking hands, and then grabbed a butter-fried mushroom with his left hand It was stuffed into his mouth, and most of the soup in it spilled more than half, and he was still scalded; but the lining of his mouth and gums recovered quickly, and before that he had stretched out his tongue to pick up a piece of ham, just in time to completely Roll it into your mouth when restoring.

He was wearing a napkin, but he still ate everywhere, his face and hands were covered with meat sauce and grease, uncontrollable tears flowed down, and there were several forked marks.Mikhail's eyes widened, and all he heard was the sound of clinking and chewing and swallowing. He had never seen anyone eat like this; it seemed a long time ago, he thought, old Ivan of Chalek Are you also so addicted to the taste of reunion after a long absence?

Aaron ate like a mess, but was actually full after just a little bit.He insisted on stuffing a spoonful, and it took him a while to wake up, staring at the mess on the dining table in shock.

Then the vampire burped, rubbed his stomach uncomfortably and leaned back on the chair, seeing two oily fingerprints on his shirt, he moaned in disgust and shock.

Mikhail knew he was starting to feel awkward, so he sat down on the dining table and began to prepare his own breakfast—or lunch.

Grabbing a piece of bread, he said earnestly:

"You eat very little, Aaron. But you can get used to it."

Aaron was overwhelmed by all kinds of new experiences and couldn't sit still.But jumping off the chair and walking around the small room twice, he sat down at the dining table again.

"Misha!" He propped the table and leaned over, kissing Mikhail's soft cheek with lips stained with cream and broth, "We can have breakfast, lunch, dinner and afternoon tea together in the future, just like... just Like everyone else!"

Mikhail's golden vertical pupils looked even brighter.

Aaron added: "You're right, I should try to get used to it, even if it's just for the extra taste - honestly, I've never eaten anything so good in my life. But I guess I should... Hiss...eat slowly."

As he spoke, he actually took a sip of saliva, because all the flavors he tasted just now, and the sound of every bite of food being chewed still remained between his teeth and lips, and he was not used to the uncontrolled saliva of human beings.

"Well. Gobbling and overeating are both very unhealthy." Mikhail took a bite of the bread, squinted his eyes and smiled, and said vaguely, "But you are happy now, aren't you, Aaron? You can Feeling happy is more important than anything."

Aaron wiped his hands on his shirt, picked up a clean knife and fork, cut a piece of ham and handed it to his mouth: "Misha, Misha, how long is our roast chicken?"

"Hmm... three quarters of an hour."

"Great! After eating, let's take the steam train."

"Today is Christmas, is the station closed?"

"Don't be silly, Misha, aren't there any railroad workers at the party you attended?" Aaron wiped his glasses with a napkin and his mouth with the back of his hand. Now he has learned to swallow quietly, but occasionally he still forgets, "Don't Say nice things to me, Misha, and I don't need it. It doesn't matter what they say about me. But I know you want to help them, just bear it for me. Now I've got what I want, Misha, Misha, at that time, in the era of the Emerald City, every year on my father’s birthday, the Emerald City would open its gates and hold a banquet, and the citizens would drink from early morning to sunset—oh, I want to eat Queen’s Cake, which is filled with cherry jam and Creamy pound cake, Misha."

When Aaron was talking about his father's banquet, he thought about the Queen's Cake. He completely forgot how he hated it when he was a child.Mikhail ate the untouched beef stew, and let out a comfortable moan in his throat, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Aaron calmed down a little and ran to change his clothes.Unexpectedly, Mikhail said he wanted to help him boil hot water, touched him in and hugged him from behind, and kissed his lips and earlobes stickily, as if he wasn't the one who did so many such things last night.He pushed Aaron into the tub, and Aaron let out a few yelps, looking down at his shriveled belly in disbelief.

Slowly stroking his belly, Mikhail rested his chin on his shoulder and said:

"You don't eat as much as you used to, Aaron. You need to add more meat, Aaron, you are too light."

Aaron was a little out of breath again.

Twenty minutes later, the vampire was lying on the small bed in the bedroom like a dead fish, breathing desperately. He felt that he had never been so tired. He buried the tip of his nose in Mikhail's neck, feeling distraught but powerless; On the one hand, according to his many years of medical experience, he should have been pushed to the point of vomiting just now, but now he is hungry.

Mikhail went to cut up the grilled chicken and brought it in. He lifted Aaron around his waist with one hand and put him in his arms, rubbing the back of his neck happily:

"Let's go take the steam train."

Aaron unceremoniously found the softest and juiciest piece of leg meat and forked it into his mouth, letting out a contented sigh.He leaned against Mikhail, the back of his head was numb from the meat juice in his mouth, but Mikhail stroked the same place on his inner thigh in a mysterious way, and then solemnly fed him another piece of roast meat from the same part.

The doctor murmured as he tightened his gown, "Do you believe that too, Misha, you're so stupid."

"What do you believe?" Mikhail was a little absent-minded. He was busy with the doctor, wanting to see the difference between Aaron now and last night.

"You can make up for what you eat." Aaron laughed a little meanly, but it wasn't the meanness of Chalek's Arnold, more like an arrogant young man.Mikhail thought with some disappointment that he had never seen such Aaron with his own eyes.

Mikhail laughed too: "How do I know this, but I hope it's true. You know, I've been lucky and dreams will always come true."

Aaron turned to look at him, turned in the wrong direction, and was about to switch sides when he grabbed his wrist and exchanged a shallow and sticky kiss.Aaron is blind in his left eye, but today, he has no regrets or shame about it.

Another point that disappointed Mikhail was that Aaron would not eat his food after rolling with him in the bathroom or on the bed.Of course, swallowing in the mouth and throat is fine, but now they bleed all over the place after the fact or even in the middle, and Aaron's belly bulges and won't deflate until he leaves.

He is a little sad, after all, he has been the best in his "life" for more than 20 years.When Aaron discovered this, he thought it was because of his usual dependence or awkwardness afterward. He was startled when he asked, and told him that human beings would not use that kind of place or treat that kind of thing as food.Unexpectedly, Mikhail was more shocked than him. After the shock, he explained in embarrassment that he really didn't know before, not making fun of his identity.

As a result, Aaron laughed at his previous identity, called him "my good saint", and took out a gift box from the box, which contained a set of festive robes, white, which did not conform to the rules. , is illegal, so Aaron actually cut and made it himself while he was usually dispensing medicine in the basement.

He asked Mikhail to sit on the edge of the bed, and he dressed up the boy neatly, so that he would have no problem putting him in the Lieyang Cathedral.He was laughing all the time, sometimes out loud, sometimes he pursed his lips and let out an impolite sneer from his nostrils, but he was not laughing at anything, he didn't know what was funny, maybe he just wanted to experience the natural nature of his lungs. The vibrations emitted showed Mikhail his new life.

Even in any case, no one came closer to the word than Mikhail.

Aaron picked up his medicine box, Mikhail picked a bouquet of flowers and held them in his hands; the vampires tore down the roof and walls of the carriage, and the Harvest Priest ordered the horses to gallop forward, leading their floats around the Emerald City.

The Church of the First Awakened is holding a festive gathering.

Mrs. Wood's mother and daughter and Viscount Sharp are naturally not among the welcome ones. After all, most of the objects received by the church today are good believers who can still stick to their hearts in this age of shaky faith; what's more unfortunate, generously donated Most of the benevolent people who spent tens of thousands of pounds on church repairs and the Winter Relief Fund had conflicts with Mrs. Wood on the issue of employee treatment. Among them, a wealthy businessman surnamed Keton was bribed by Iris spies to attack Mrs. Wood's mother and daughter. The accusation, but because of the district bishop as surety, the matter was dropped at that time.

When Aaron and Mikhail got off the car at the door of the church, the bishop of the diocese was thanking Master Cotton for the Christmas gift he gave to the brothers and sisters. A bottle of wine sold for [-] pounds in Redstone County—"M Shelia's Scepter".There was a long queue waiting for relief at the door of the church, and the clouds on everyone's faces were lighter than those of the previous few days, as if they suddenly had hope of surviving the afternoon under the sun. After all, it didn't snow or rain last night.

The doctor caught sight of Christine's short golden hair at a glance, but the latter pretended not to recognize him, and turned his head to talk to a skinny girl. Aaron thought maybe she was helping Christine in the textile factory. Jenny.They, like everyone else, paid no attention to the patrols who were nearby or stood still or eyed everything suspiciously.Occasionally someone whispered that it was all because of the group of Iris heretics. They couldn't find jobs and couldn't fill their stomachs. The lords had to pay more taxes to feed these soldiers who caught thieves. Apart from being warmer this winter, it was warmer than in previous years. It's hard to bear; there is also a hunched tramp with rich experience in life who interjects in a low voice, the weather in winter is so weird, who knows if the price of food will rise next year, and you know that the damned city of oaths regards the church as the enemy, the priest of harvest No reason to feed the servants of the devil.

Aaron sighed, pushed his glasses, and raised his head: "Say something, Misha."

"I've always wondered about this question... Aaron." Mikhail raised his right hand and pressed down lightly, "Actually, threatening unarmed civilians with weapons is against the law of the church, but they are everywhere. Even the Church itself is doing this.”

The next moment, with the sound of uniform metal breaking, all the guns and sharp weapons on the square fell to the ground and melted into a pool of blazing molten iron. The transpiring heat made the square as warm as a festive kitchen.

Aaron pushed the door open and entered.In the panic and panic, amidst the screams and calls for calm, the regional bishop managed to maintain his composure and dignity, and asked him what he had come for.Aaron's answer was to snatch the wine in his hand, stand on the pulpit, and said loudly:

"Be quiet, be quiet, I am the lord of this place, Lord Edwards! The land is mine, the river is mine, and all the treasure in the land and river is mine! What right have you to kill honest men who work for me? Go to hell, the queen will let her musicians sing me, because I guard the dignity of her law, haha!"

Mikhail was a little shy and covered his face.It's not that Aaron feels ashamed like this, it's because he was so excited that he unscrewed the bottle of "Michelia's Scepter", stood on the table and drank half of the bottle, squinting his eyes and letting out a small, contented sound. sigh.

The vampire rolled his eyes, raised the wine bottle to Mikhail who was closing the church door, and said:

"Although this wine is good, I don't think it's good enough for you. I won't drink it for you, Misha!"

Mikhail laughed, stood on tiptoe, kissed his lips, tasted the wine, slightly sour, and the herbal smell of Aaron.

"Good doctor." He raised his chin slightly, showing his soft and bright red lips in the most attractive angle he knew, "Give me a drink."

Aaron fed him a drink.

Then Master Edwards straightened up, glanced at the bishop, clapped his hands, and said:

"Don't worry, 'Now the world is judged, and the ruler of this world will be cast out.[1]'—Your lord, I will be leaving soon, and before I leave, I just want to ask if you know how to go How should I take the bus in Fuxue County? I haven’t been back for a long time, and Emerald City is full of things that have never happened before, such as starvation, prostitutes, and steam trains! I’m behind.”

He habitually used too much force, and his whole face was disfigured with a ferocious smile. The wealthy businessmen in the front row and the small staff in the back row looked at this Dr. Edwards and kept silent.Mikhail sighed:

"That's not good, Aaron, another word. I can't do it now."

"What did I ask you to do?"

"Judgment." Mikhail was seriously distressed. People who didn't look at him would think that he was saying something terrible. It must be "I didn't come to judge the world, but to save the world. [2] , but how can everyone be saved? Mom", instead of——

"'For judgment I came into this world, that those who cannot see may see, and those who see may be blinded.' Sir, I myself do not see."

"I am a doctor, and I make the blind see," Aaron said briskly, "You are my Sun Knight, and your task is to make them blind! But before that, I want someone to answer my question." :Whether any of you are connected to Tristan Hardy or not, you'd better be honest about where he went with my 'Morning Star'. - What, sir? Do you have questions? Of course mine .I have long said that everything in this land is mine. Before the 'Morning Star' was discovered, I decided to make a pair of rings with it. Viscountess Sharp testifies to me, the sun god Mitt Ra testified for Misha. Omg, didn't you recognize Misha? He's so cute! Do you have eyes on your face? Have to say, my sister can draw better when she's two years old some."

The author says:

[1] John 12:31

[2] John 12:47

[3] John 9:39

Aaron: Actually, I mainly want to show off my wife to everyone (X)

It turns out that today is Christmas Eve, so everyone remember to eat dumplings (no)