His Highness traded his IQ for top-notch beauty

The yellow spot of light expanded more and more, and the sound of flapping wings seemed to be heard in the thin air, which shattered the sunlight and cast mottled black shadows on the ground.

The yellow light spots kept falling, and the cold wind lifted the long hair like golden threads, slowly falling down with unstoppable power.

"What the hell is that?" The old man looked at it for a long time but didn't see why, and put his reading glasses on Gaya's face, "Look quickly, my old eyes are too dim to see clearly."

Gaya bit the ice cream, although her teeth were shivering from the cold, she still had to finish it stubbornly.He wears round reading glasses, and he has a sense of joy when he is young and mature.

In the cloudy lens, a white unicorn with a strong and thin body is flapping its huge wings, and a spiral blade on the top of its head exudes an icy chill.

And the reins on the back of the unicorn are pulling a resplendent and magnificent car, shining a golden color that is more dazzling than the sun.

"Oh, it seems that a great person has come." The street vendor at the side had an indescribably weird expression, like sarcasm and fear.

Gaya bit off the last bite of the cone, his cheeks puffed up. Hearing what the peddler said, he unconsciously reached out and grabbed Ian's clothes and said vaguely:

"Sen is such a great big shot."

Although he knew that unicorns were the exclusive mounts of angels, he didn't think too much about the identity of the person in the ride.

The unicorn stepped on the air and landed slowly, its elegant hooves bent into beautiful shapes, and it made a crisp sound when it landed on the stone road.

In an instant, all the vendors stood up as if they were bewitched, their hands unconsciously folded on their chests.

The bone-carved door of the car slowly opened, and a hand wearing a white glove stretched out from inside, and then, the golden hair with fine light spots flicked out from inside.

Gaya opened his eyes wide, his pale eyelashes trembling like his heart at this moment.

"Great God of Creation!" The crowd suddenly burst into exclamation, and several small vendors rushed out almost reflexively and knelt in front of the unicorn, clasped their hands together, tears burst from their eyes, and looked absolutely devout and loyal .

"Bada." Hearing this name, Gaya suddenly felt that something was disconnected in his mind.

The pure white robe wrapped a tall and straight figure, and the skirt was like lingering water leading the holy light to spread backwards naturally. The originally gloomy city of Evil became radiant because of the arrival of this man.

Yannis got out of the car, looked around the crowd, and finally fell on the boy who was looking at him with strange eyes.

"Gaya." He called softly, with a hint of joy in his tone.

"God!" Gaya shouted excitedly, and then ran towards Yannis.

"Good boy, come to my side." Yannis opened his hands, and his body bent slightly unconsciously.

What is waiting is the warm embrace after not seeing each other for a long time, and the affectionate talk about the miss of these days.

But Gaya suddenly came to a sudden brake, stood firmly in front of Yannis, took his hand and shook it vigorously, like a stranger who was very enthusiastic when meeting him for the first time because he had known his name for a long time.

Yanis froze for a moment, looking into his eyes.

As before, innocent and clear, but always feel that something is missing.

But before he could take a closer look at the face he hadn't seen for a long time, Gaya suddenly turned his head and looked at the crowd, as if he was looking for something.

Among the black crowd, the man was dressed in black. Even though he tried his best to hide himself, he still stood out because of his outstanding appearance.

However, he looked at Gaya without any intention of holding back, and his face as hard as a rock did not change the slightest expression, as if for him, Gaya was a dispensable existence.

Gaya shrunk her fingertips, her face was full of smiles but suddenly dark clouds covered her face.

After hesitating for a while, he suddenly took his hand out of Yannis' palm, walked slightly forward, and walked straight towards the crowd, as if he couldn't wait to prove something.

The old street vendor looked at the three of them in astonishment, and put a few huge question marks in his heart.

Why the black and the white look exactly the same, and this little boy, isn't he the lover of the black man?What kind of bloody love triangle is this?The older I get, the more I can't understand their young people.

Ian lowered his head, and when everyone was expressing their infinite admiration to the Creator God, he was the only one who turned his back on it.

For a moment, without knowing what kind of thought it was, Gaya quickly broke away from Yanis' embrace, and chased the man in the direction where the man was leaving.

"Mr. Ian." He drilled in, trying to reach out with one hand and make a grabbing motion in mid-air, "We haven't eaten birthday cake together yet."

And Yannis, keeping that action all the time, took off the white gloves for him, wanting to touch his temperature.

But after all, it was still a step too late. The child had already moved out of his reach, was in the crowd, and stretched out his hand to another man.

What an unforgettable birth anniversary.

The five fingers with distinct joints slowly lowered, and the hands were slowly clenched, with the fingertips deeply embedded in the palm.

Hearing someone calling his name, Ian turned his head and saw the young man who was supposed to return to the Temple of Glory crowded in the crowd. His thin limbs tried to push the crowd away, and he kept shouting:

Mr. Ian.

Gaya drilled in, her curly hair was in a mess.His bright eyes looked at the man in front of him expectantly: "Mr. Ian, let's go buy cakes together."

"Go back." Ian avoided his hand and said indifferently.

Gaya still smiled: "But we haven't eaten cake together yet."

"When you return to the God Realm, you will have everything you want, so you don't have to compromise with me."

"No." Gaya tilted her head, the corners of her lips raised, "I don't feel compromising, if you really don't like sweets, then let's eat ice cream together."

Ian's lips trembled, and his fingers tightened: "Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

"Maybe it's really stupid. I'm not smart enough to learn how to pretend to be stupid." Gaya smiled, stretched out her hand, and gently pulled Ian's finger.

At that moment, his clenched fingers suddenly stretched out.

"If I want to leave, you must not see me now." Gaya continued.

"Why don't you go?"

"What why, no why." He leaned gently on Ian's back, feeling the coolness from his body.

"I know that you put the little cake at the door, and I also know that you made the snowman. You really treat me badly and always make me do this and that, but amidst these bad things, I accidentally see reached the value of its own existence.”

Gaya posted a post forward, holding Ian's clothes tightly with both hands: "They like me because I am a child raised by the gods and the heir to the god world in the future; you like me only because I am Gaya."

Yannis watched all this silently, surrounded by the reverence and praise of the crowd, but he could only hear Gaya's voice of "Ian" continuously, like a sharp knife piercing into the heart.

With his divine power, he could have escorted that man back to the God Realm and imprisoned him forever, but he didn't do that because he didn't want Gaya to see his cruel side, so he could only stand there indifferently.

Even the old street vendor could feel his embarrassment.

He really wanted to ask, why he was not as good as other people's two months after loving him with all his heart for more than ten years, or to put it another way, what was wrong with him, within these two months that he couldn't find out.

"Mr. Ian, let's eat cake together. After eating the cake, I will leave."

Hearing this, Yannis suddenly raised his eyes.

The resentment in my heart disappeared in an instant.

At least I can be sure that it can't be considered love, it's just his gratitude to others for a little favor from the naturally kind person.

****

The two walked back to the castle slowly, neither of them saying a word on the way.

Just when I arrived at the door, I saw a man and a woman standing outside, braving the cold wind, holding an exquisite cake box in their hands.

"His Royal Highness Darkness!" The two rushed towards them immediately when they saw them.

Familiar faces, like the two people I saw in the photo of the dessert shop.

They were still wrapped in thick bandages, and they smiled sincerely: "Not long ago, our shop was robbed by criminal gangs. You came to rescue us when our lives were hanging by a thread. Thank you very much. I heard that today is your birthday. It's okay." If it is valuable, I will give you a cake we made by ourselves."

The couple smiled kindly, revealing the endless tenderness in the world.

"Before you learned how to make desserts with us, and you also learned how to make ovens from us. Is the oven going well?"

In a word, all doubts are solved.

Ian goes out every day to learn how to make desserts, and the noise in the house is to make an oven. Maybe he doesn't forget his birthday, or even, he worked hard to prepare, hoping to be with Gaya Have an unforgettable anniversary.

Gaya took the initiative to help Ian take the cake box, and waved it happily: "Mr. Ian, you have received a gift."

"Thank you." For the first time, Ian nodded slightly and bowed to the couple.

"Don't be so polite, Your Highness Darkness, we have been looking forward to your arrival." The couple looked at each other and smiled, turned their heads and stroked Gaya's curly hair, "And you, cute little boy, you I am very happy to be favored by His Highness."

"Yes, I am very happy." Gaya hugged the cake box tightly, although she was smiling, her fingertips were trembling.

The cake is double-layered, with cream flowers on the top layer and fruits on the bottom. The fresh cream exudes a unique fragrance.

Gaya carefully cut a piece of cake and pushed it in front of Ian: "Others say that you should make a wish before eating the cake, so your wish will definitely come true."

Ian looked at the cake, his dark eyes were so deep that he could not see the bottom.

Gaya jumped off the chair, walked slowly in front of Ian, and looked into his eyes, as if trying to understand his emotions at the moment.

Indifferent, and a little sad.

Gaya raised one leg and put it lightly on Ian's thigh, then climbed up with hands and feet together, opened his arms and hugged his shoulders tightly, and leaned his head into the hollow of his neck, as if asking, but also as if talking to himself Soliloquy:

"What is warm light, I haven't figured it out yet, and I can't realize it for you, sorry."

Ian lowered his head, the tip of his nose was covered with curly hairs that smelled like violets, and his nose was itchy.

"I have received it." He slowly tightened his hands, feeling the hot temperature in his arms.

Bright and warm, dispelling all the chills in the world.