His Highness traded his IQ for top-notch beauty

As early as three months before the commemoration of the Lord God, the angels had already begun to arrange the activities of the day in an orderly manner. Many angels prepared meticulously, just to leave an impression in the eyes of God that day, even if it was only a little bit.

There are golden clouds floating on the top of Mubai's temple, and the holy light always follows the temple, devout and loyal.

On the contrary, Evil City is always shrouded in blue-gray smog. Although Darkness has lived here for more than a month, the city construction plan does not seem to be going smoothly. The high-rise building was immediately demanded to be demolished, causing the residents here to suffer terribly.

They all believed that the God Realm was making things difficult on purpose, just because Darkness lived here.

The night was shrouded, and Gaya was lying in his small room. Outside the window was a dense fog, which blocked the sky full of stars.

"What should I do? Tomorrow is Ian's birthday, but I didn't prepare a gift at all. I still don't understand the warm light he said. I'm too stupid QAQ."

Ginny was very desperate, so he just jumped into Gaya's palm, pecked and pecked with his short beak, and wrote a line of small characters:

"Your Highness, you seem to have forgotten something very important."

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"Don't just think about poetry and distant places in your heart. Think about the struggle in front of you. God is still waiting for you in the sky. Tomorrow is the anniversary of his birth! If you forget it, you must have forgotten it!"

After the last letter fell, Gaya suddenly jumped up from the bed.

As Ginny said, he completely threw the issue of God's Memorial Day in the Pacific Ocean.

Seeing Gaya's excited reaction, Ginny secretly heaved a sigh of relief: Fortunately, it is not in vain to love you.

"I should help Ian prepare the cake now! It's too late to do it tomorrow."

After the child finished speaking, he turned over and got out of bed, and rushed out the door with bare feet.

Ginny: ...Really, God, change someone's love, understand?

It’s not that I can’t see God’s good, and it’s not that I really forgot his anniversary. It’s just that there are many opportunities to make up for some things in the future, but some can’t. If you miss it, you will miss it forever.

He lurked into the kitchen in the dark, saw the desolate scene, thought of what Ian said he didn't like sweets, so if he made him a cake, would he really be happy?

But what is certain is that I am very happy.

Open the refrigerator, there are only some basic condiments in it, and then look through the cabinets.

"Crack——" Gaya dragged out a bag of high-gluten flour from inside.

"Why is there flour?" Gaya was puzzled.

No matter so much, the first strike is the best!

When I was in the God Realm before, I heard from the gods that in a certain eastern country, when someone celebrates his birthday, his family will help him prepare a delicacy called "Longevity Noodles", which means longevity, because the people there I very much hope to live a long life.

However, the noodles themselves know, longevity noodles?Is it long?

Gaya squatted next to the stove, waiting for the hot water to boil, and went directly to hug the kettle with both hands.

"I'm scalded to death!" He screamed, his voice breaking.

Boiled water was spilled all over the floor, and my hands hurt so much.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo of this is actually in the eyes." Tears welled up in Gaya's eyes.

Ginny jumped to the kettle, grabbed the handle of the kettle and put it back on the stove: "Choo, chirp, chirp, chirp! (You really don't have any experience in life!)"

Gaya always felt that Ginny tweeted too much this time. He crossed his hands and looked at the kettle aggrievedly, not knowing what to do next.

Ginny was helpless, flew out of the kitchen for a while and then flew back, with an extra piece of paper in his mouth.

He put the paper on the table, jumped on it vigorously, and signaled Gaya to stop being funny, and follow the steps written on the paper carefully.

Cooking is hard work, but also meticulous work. When Gaya was drowsy, the noodles finally woke up. He didn't know what the longevity noodles looked like, so he just kneaded the lumps of noodles into long strips. Dazed is rubbing out the magnificence of a long dragon.

He continued to knead the dough, and by the way, used his unicorn arm to stir the cream vigorously. Now his right arm seemed to be filled with lead, and the stirring movement also slowed down significantly.

All that's left is to toast the bread and squeeze the butter on it.

He looked at the black and square thing next to the refrigerator, and didn't know what it was, but he seemed to have seen this thing in a dessert shop at that time. Although it didn't look like it, it should be right.

Gaya put the bread into the black box, studied it for a long time, lit a fire under Ginny's guidance, and then waited for it to be baked.

The little guy was busy until four o'clock in the morning, and now he was sleepy. He blinked and looked at the raging flames under the black box, and his eyelids closed bit by bit...

Ginny also seemed to be tired, jumped onto Gaya's shoulder, leaned his head against his neck, yawned a lot, and let out a lovely "chirp" in his throat.

The hour hand on the clock dial jumped slightly, making a slight "click".

Gaya suddenly felt a strange smell, very pungent.

He opened his eyes in confusion, and he didn't know how long he had slept. At this moment, he was half asleep, half awake and completely out of shape.

!!!

God!Why is there billowing black smoke coming out of this black box!The entire kitchen was enveloped in this thick smoke, and nothing could be seen!

Gaya choked and coughed, and poured a basin of water into the black box regardless of Sanqi 21.

Ginny screamed anxiously, and his little paws kept picking at Rajaya's hair.

After a sharp "stab" sound, the thick smoke dissipated little by little, finally revealing the almost burnt black box.

And the bread inside has long been reduced to ashes along with the fire.

Gaya stared at the black box with wide eyes, as if she was experiencing a magnitude [-] earthquake in her heart.

It's over!It's really over!Not to mention burning Ian's stuff, and I don't have any tools to bake bread!

One person and one bird slid down the wall helplessly, and they leaned against the corner blankly, with only this black box whose prototype could no longer be seen in their pupils.

****

"Mr. Ian, Mr. Ian?"

In his sleep, Ian heard someone calling him.

Slowly opening his eyes, what came into view was a boy with a small black face and hair blown into a bird's nest.

Ian frowned, sat up, and looked him up and down.

"Mr. Ian, happy birthday. I made longevity noodles for you. I wish you a long life in the future and... happy forever." Gaya handed over the cold bowl in his hand.

Ian looked at the...indescribable mass in his hands, and then raised his eyes to Gaya, who was no longer visible.

For the first time, to conceal something, Ian cleared his throat.

"Maybe it's not very pretty, but the taste is not too bad. I've tasted it..." Gaya's voice became softer as she spoke, and her heart became more and more uneasy, but she still had to work hard to sell her debut gourmet novel.

After a while, Ian stretched out his hand to take the bowl silently, looked at the strange substance of unknown composition, and looked around:

"how to eat."

"Ah, eat with a fork?" Gaya didn't know how to eat, she couldn't eat with her hands.

"Where's the fork?"

"I'll get it right away!" The child rushed out of the door as if fleeing.

As soon as I opened the door, Ian smelled a strong burnt smell, and black smoke slowly drifted in through the crack of the door.

No need to look, he also knew how miserable his kitchen was, but, inexplicably, there was still a magnificent smile on the corner of his lips.

Gaya brought the fork and held it with both hands.

The back of the child's hands was horrendously covered with obvious knife marks, burns and blisters that were dying to pop.

Ian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly put the longevity noodles aside, looked at Gaya's hand, and frowned.

Gaya felt embarrassed, afraid that the other party would think that he was stupid and useless, so he immediately hid his hands behind his back and showed a shy smile.

Ian got out of bed, approved a coat casually, sat in front of the window, and pointed at Gaya: "Come here."

Gaya shook her wings and walked slowly.

Knuckle fingers took his hand, gently stroking the wound on it.

The deep red incision healed little by little, the blisters gradually shrunk, and the mottled red marks finally completely melted into the skin.

Looking at it, Gaya always felt that this scene seemed familiar.

"Don't worry, I don't have a birthday." Ian withdrew his hand, leaning halfway in front of the window, and said indifferently.

"But...forget it." Thinking of the pitiful bowl of longevity noodles and the little cake that hurried away before taking a look at the world, he sighed, thinking about eating the noodles himself.

"But today is a special day, let's go for a walk together." Ian suddenly said again.

Gaya raised her head and met his eyes, trembling inexplicably.

He nodded vigorously, and flapped his little wings twice.

Ian left the sofa, walked to the noodle bowl, picked up some longevity noodles with a fork, put it in front of his eyes, studied it carefully, and then gave a small portion of it to the mouth.

After tasting it for a long time, he still said without any emotion: "It's delicious."

Gaya looked at him, and a small firework in his heart was instantly ignited. He obediently leaned forward and opened his small mouth: "I want to have a bite too."

"Get another bowl." Ian withdrew his hand.

"It's too troublesome, let's eat like this." Ahhh, with a mouthful, the white jade teeth bit the silver fork.

I can't be a genius, right? The noodles are salty and delicious, with smooth texture, and I can't help squinting my eyes in happiness.

This was probably the first time I hung out with Ian after I came to Evil City. The snow outside had almost melted, leaving only a thin layer sticking to invisible corners.

Opposite the castle is the city's shopping street, which is different from the shopping street on the second floor of the God Realm. The things sold here seem to be more useful. Many of them are daily necessities, and there are some novelties that have not been seen before.

At the corner of the street is a temporary booth made of mahogany boards, with a few extra coils of fake vines swaying in the wind.There are several large plastic boxes placed under the wooden shed, and an old man wearing a wool cap is sitting on the ground holding a big pipe in his hand.

Gaya stopped and looked at the plastic boxes curiously.

A large iron block is placed in each plastic box, and there is a device like a faucet in front of the iron block.

The old man pressed the tap, and a strip of white soft and fine cream fell from the tap and fell into the crispy cone in the old man's hand.

"What is this?" Gaya asked curiously.

"Ice cream, haven't you ever eaten?" the old man asked with a smile.

Jia □□ couldn't help sucking his saliva, and shook his head.

"Let your lover buy it for you to try." The old man held up the ice cream, and his eyes fell on the silent man next to him.

"It's not my lover, so I won't buy it for me." Gaya whispered, "It's okay, I will come to you later when I have money."

He stood up, even though he didn't eat ice cream, he waved goodbye to the old man politely.

It's just that as soon as I turned around--

"Price." Ian said coldly.

"Seven silver coins, seven silver coins!" The old man hurriedly handed over the ice cream.

Ian pulled out the money bag, found two silver coins of different denominations, put them in the old man's palm, and looked away: "Go and get it."

Gaya was stunned, looking at Ian and then at the ice cream in the old man's hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Ian!" The silly boy was so happy, he took the ice cream with both hands devoutly, the sweet aroma penetrated his nostrils, and the soft and fine sandy cream glistened in the winter sun.

He couldn't wait to take a big bite, and the cold touch exploded in his mouth instantly.

"Cool!" Gaya shuddered coldly. His physical reaction made him want to spit out the mouthful of ice cream, but the soft and sweet taste made him reluctant to give up. He simply closed his eyes and chewed it as if he was going all out. Swallow it in a few mouthfuls.

"It's so cold..." He stuck out his tongue, and the corners of his mouth were slightly red.

"But it's super delicious, Mr. Ian, do you want to try it?" The child forgot the torment caused by this bad thing in a second, held up the ice cream, and smiled like a flower.

However, Mr. Ian's expression seemed to have no interest in the sweet ice cream. He turned his head away and looked into the distance.

Unwilling to give up, Gaya walked around in front of Ian, stood on tiptoe and held up the ice cream vigorously: "Try it, others say that sweets make people feel happy."

Ginny sat on Gaya's shoulder, his short short beak leaned over unobtrusively, and the tip of the beak lightly pecked at the ice cream.

good to eat! ! !

Just when it was about to continue taking two bites, a big white hand gently grasped Gaya's slender wrist, and pulled it slightly towards his mouth.

Ian lowered his head, avoiding the place where Gaya had bitten, and took a bite, the corners of his lips were instantly stained with some whipped cream.

"Is it delicious?" Gaya's eyes widened, her cheeks flushed red from excitement or cold.

Ian looked away, and let out an inaudible "hmm" from his nose.

"Mr. Ian, wait until this time next year, and we will have ice cream together."

Ian: "Yeah."

"So, you actually like sweets, right?"

"..."

"I saw it through!"

"..."

The old man on the side looked very happy, and his mouth was not idle: "I also said that I am not a lover. I am a person who has been here. Young couples like you are stubborn. I think that when I chased our family back then, she……"

"Don't blow it up, uncle, hurry up and see what it is."

Just when the uncle was recalling the affectionate past, the young man who set up a stall at the side interrupted him mercilessly and pointed to the sky.

Several people looked in the direction of the young man's finger.

There seemed to be a grayish-yellow dot looming in the sky, and there seemed to be wing-like things growing on both sides of the dot, with the sun behind it, and the outline could not be seen clearly.

"What is that?" The uncle quickly picked up the reading glasses and put them on, squinting his eyes to observe carefully.

Gaya licked the ice cream and looked at the little yellow dot curiously.

However, Ian on the side suddenly clenched his hands, and his brows, which were originally as tall as snow peaks, frowned slightly, showing anxiety.