After awakening the evil god, it was marked

Yan Zhijin went around him, walked straight to the small refrigerator, opened the freezer, took out a bag of unthawed suckling mice, threw it on Yan Hui, and said concisely: "Eat."

When the suckling mouse that had just been taken out of the refrigerator was emitting white gas, it hit Yan Hui's body, causing him to "hiss" from the cold.

Because of the lack of support, the bag containing the suckling rats fell directly to the ground.

The little black snakes eating suckling mice in the corner peeked over and swallowed.

Yan Zhijin closed the refrigerator door, made sure nothing was missing, and walked towards the door without looking sideways.

After walking a few steps, footsteps came from behind, a pale hand held his arm, and a kangaroo appeared in front of his eyes.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Yan Hui shook the suckling rats and said, "This is their ration for next week, right? Just throw it on the ground, aren't you afraid of breaking it?"

"It's not broken, it's not that fragile." Yan Zhijin waved his arms, "You're so afraid of it going bad, why don't you put it back in the freezer quickly?"

Yan Jin chuckled, took the baby mice back into his arms, and said lazily, "What am I going to do for them? You already gave them to me."

"..."

Yan Zhijin simply wondered if he was out of his mind.In other words, the behavior of high-dimensional intelligent creatures is so special.

Yan Hui put the baby mouse away carefully, and said, "Although I don't need to eat, and this food doesn't look delicious, but since you want me to eat it, I will try it."

"You don't really want to eat it, do you?" Yan Zhijin turned around, anxiously wanting to take the suckling mouse back.

Yan Hui immediately grabbed his wrist and asked, "Didn't you give this to me?"

Yan Zhijin was in a hurry to find the suckling mouse, so he blurted out: "I'll give it to you to eat?"

"That's right," Yan Hui said frankly, "In any case, you gave it to me with your own hands. Besides, it's not that I can't eat this kind of food."

"Then what if I... threw you something inedible?" Yan Zhijin inserted his fingers into his hair, pulled out a few strands of hair agitatedly, and asked.

Yan Hui leaned forward slightly and asked, "Is there anything I can't eat?"

should not.

Yan Zhijin was speechless.

"Anyway, you put the knight's rations back." Yan Zhijin patted off the hair that had just been cut off, and said, "That's what they ate."

"Actually, even if there is something that I can't eat, I will try it." Yan Hui put the suckling mouse aside, raised his chin with a hand stained with cold water from the packaging bag, and lowered his head slightly , caressed his lower lip with his thumb intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a deliberately low, hoarse voice, "I will try my best to achieve whatever you expect."

He smiled and said, "In this way, even if you never return, at least you will always remember me, right?"

"Don't say such unlucky things." Yan Zhijin pursed his lips.

Yan Hui let go of his hand, and said lazily and arrogantly: "Unfortunately, there really is no such thing."

His hand seemed to land on the back of Yan Zhijin's neck aimlessly, and his fingertips circled around the sweet-smelling soft meat, which made Yan Zhijin tremble.

"Actually, you know what I want to eat, right?" His voice was like some kind of mysterious spell, every time he said a word, Yan Zhijin's muscles tightened.

"I like the smell of you." He leaned on Yan Zhijin's shoulder, sniffing the pheromone smell that became especially strong due to emotional changes, "For most creatures, the meaning of food is to keep life running The raw materials needed, the smell on your body is food to me."

"you shut up."

"Why did you tell me to shut up?" Yan Bi sneered, pretending to suddenly realize, "Oh, I know, you're shy."

"Shut... get out!"

"Why did you get out?" Yan Hui smiled deeper, stretched out his arms to support his waist, closed his eyes, rubbed against the back of his neck, and whispered, "How long have you not touched my scales recently?" Is it? You spent more time with those mice than with me."

Yan Zhijin lowered her eyes.There is a sweet and sour taste churning in the chest cavity.

He could tell that what he said was sincere.

But the smell of his pheromones, the scent that Yan Ji likes, belong to the flowers around that god.

He suddenly wanted to ask.Are you speaking to me, or are you expressing your feelings through me?Have you ever said similar things to that god before?

"Weren't you cooking dinner just now? Are you done?" He looked towards the kitchen and broke away from Yan Hui's embrace.

"Not yet." Yan Hui also retracted his arm, and put the intact frozen suckling mouse back into the refrigerator.

I have already made several dishes, and there is still one soup.

Yan Hui heated the pan with oil, and put the marinated crucian carp into it to fry.

Yan Zhijin moved a small chair and sat at the door, watching his back busy in the kitchen.

When he was young, he would often see Yan Tingxue sitting in the kitchen watching Shen Chengfeng cook.

Yan Tingxue doesn't know how to cook. It is said that using a machine will cause the machine to explode. Shen Chengfeng dare not let him into the kitchen at all.

But when Shen Chengfeng was cooking, Yan Tingxue would always watch from the side.

At that time, Yan Zhijin didn't understand why he was there to accompany him, since he couldn't guide Shen Chengfeng to do it, and he wasn't like Shen Zhiyu who was waiting to eat the freshly cooked dishes.

Even with an exhaust system, the kitchen is full of smells and is definitely not a good place to rest.

Wouldn't it be nice to have this time to do your own thing?

But now, he seemed to understand Yan Tingxue's thoughts a little bit.

Doing nothing, just sitting here and looking at Yan Hui's back, you can feel a warm atmosphere of life.

It's like the orange warm lamp at the head of the bed, a large furry doll, a thick hat, scarf and slippers, and a bowl of hot soup in winter.

I can clearly perceive that living in this world is not independent, just like a dirty kitten wandering in the cold winter, it can also have another cat to report to the group for warmth.

It feels like home.

As soon as this conclusion came out, he himself felt a little funny.

Yan Zhen seemed to have nothing to do with something as warm as "home".

Which family person would say something like "As long as you give me something, even if it will kill me, I will eat it. In this way, even if it really never comes back, you will at least always remember me".

But it was strange for Yan Zhijin to have such a warm feeling when he saw Yan Hui's back.

He sniffed the fragrance wafting in the air.

Maybe it was the warm aroma of fried fish that gave him the illusion.

Yan Hui fried the two fish, poured boiling water on them, and crushed the fish into fine pieces.

Milky fish soup rolls in the pot.

It takes a certain amount of time to cook the fish soup, so Yan Hui went to prepare other side dishes first.

When Yan Zhijin watched him take out the tofu, he subconsciously worried whether he might cut it.

In the next second, he saw that the knife accurately cut the tofu into cubes of the same size without anyone controlling it.

Yan Yan went to get other side dishes.

... Well, he was worrying too much.

The originally warm family life suddenly added a sense of magic.

Listening to the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables, Yan Zhijin's upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

He was thinking aimlessly, although he had vowed before that if he was still disturbed because he was worried that he was a substitute for that god, he would choose to cut off contact with Yan Hui completely.

But if he really wants to cut it off, he will be unwilling again.

During this period of working day and night, he temporarily put this problem behind him.As soon as I was free now, those dead-end ideas rushed up again.

In fact, he should be avoiding the problem.

Yan Tingxue told him not to speculate by himself, and asked him to judge Yan Hui's intentions by actually getting along with him.

But this is too difficult for him, once the idea of ​​"he just treats me as another person" takes root in his mind, it will be difficult for him to ensure that his judgment is rational enough.

He wanted to ask Yan Hui several times, do you like me, or the god who has something in common with me, but he couldn't ask because his skin was too thin.

When will he have the courage to face his feelings directly...

***

When Yan Zhijin opened his eyes, he was suspended in that silver-white space again.

He saw the slender and elegant silver snake crouching below, and his heart suddenly felt a pang.

The silver snake leaned against the faintly glowing stone slab, motionless as if in thought.

He looked into the distance, not knowing whether he was waiting for someone, or just in a daze.

Yan Zhijin sat down beside him.

As soon as he got close to the snake, he felt a gentle but firm force bubbling from the snake to him, which made him feel peaceful.

A bit ironic.

He smiled wryly in his heart, and sure enough, this is a great god, even a non-believer like him can be inspired.

He sat for a while, and gradually understood what the snake was doing.

The silver snake is communicating with the slate.Yan Zhijin didn't know what he was talking about, but could only vaguely feel that he was a little sad.

After a while, the snake, which was lying quietly on the stone slab, suddenly climbed down from the stone slab and swam far away pushing the stone slab.

The door was suddenly pushed open by a force, and a black snake swam in with its head held high.

He held a beautiful white flower in his mouth and happily courted the silver snake.

But the silver snake just lay down on the stone slab, tapped the slate with its tail, wagged its tail uninterestedly, told him that he was busy, and didn't look at him at all.

Although Black Snake really wanted to share the joy with him, but found that he was busy with other things, he suppressed the impulse and went out regretfully.

After the black snake left, the silver snake secretly looked in the direction he left, curled up, and lay weakly on the stone slab.

Although this dream had no beginning or end, Yan Zhijin knew that this story happened after the last dream.

They were obviously intimate before, why did they suddenly become like this now?

Before the black snake came, the silver snake was obviously in a daze, why did it pretend to be busy?

he asked silently.

The silver snake raised its head, those light-colored pupils seemed to be able to suck people in.

When Yan Zhijin blinked, he saw another scene.

Black Snake visits again with a new gift.This time it was a very beautiful gem, very similar to the one on the ring Yan Hui gave him.

Yan Zhijin couldn't help touching the finger on which she wore the ring.

When the silver snake saw the gem, its light-colored pupils brightened up.

But he still turned around reservedly, wagging his tail, indicating that he didn't have time.

If Black Snake could barely maintain a smiling face last time, this time he couldn't at all.

He didn't say much, and left sullenly.

After he left, the silver snake coiled itself up again and stuffed its head under its belly, like an ostrich with its head stuck in the sand.

That's not accurate, the ostrich doesn't really stick its head into the sand, but the silver snake seems to be really running away from something.

Yan Zhijin lowered her body and tried to listen to him.

The syllables with unclear meanings came intermittently, Yan Zhijin seemed to understand what he meant, but it seemed that he couldn't understand anything.

Similar things happened several times. Every time the black snake happily came to look for the silver snake, the silver snake avoided it silently.

Just when Yan Zhijin finally couldn't help it, and wanted to ask why he did this, his eyes became dizzy and his perspective suddenly dropped.

He became that silver snake.

Before he could react, a huge black shadow covered him.

The black snake looked down at him from a distant height, and this perspective magnified the sense of deterrence on the black snake infinitely.

The black snake lowered its head, bit his neck accurately and fiercely, and made a voice: "To you, are those experiments that important? Do you really have no time to talk to me, or do you not want to talk to me?"

Yan Zhijin woke up suddenly, hitting the back of his head against the wall.

"Are you awake?" Yan Hui was squatting in front of him, looking at him with his chin resting.

The author has something to say:

Ostriches don't bury their heads in the sand, they just put their heads close to the ground to listen to the sounds around them.If you really buried your head in it, you couldn't breathe at all.

Also, ostriches are very irritable animals, and their legs are also very powerful, so they are not cowards.