After awakening the evil god, it was marked

Yan Hui carefully put together the collected fragments of stone slabs piece by piece.

Yan Zhijin sat on the bench next to him and watched him put together stone slabs.

There are very few patterns on the slate, and it is impossible to quickly find the correct position for each fragment through the patterns. Many fragments can only return to their original positions by trial and error.Not to mention, there are parts that are worn away in the process of chipping.To put together this stone slab, you can't do it without enough patience and care.

Yan Hui didn't show any impatience.Yan Zhijin saw that there was a place where he tried several fragments, but in the end he couldn't find a suitable one. If he replaced it with someone else, even if he didn't give up, he would definitely feel a little annoyed.

But he didn't.

His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and then quickly relaxed.His movements were still gentle and careful, the fragile stones were in his hands, not even the crumbs on the edges fell off.

He cherishes this slate so much.

The night wind blew in from the main entrance, and a few extremely fine pieces rolled on the ground.

Yan Hui hurried to catch up, blocking the movement of the debris, and let the little snake close the gate.

Yan Zhijin quickly picked up the piece that flew the farthest, and handed it to him.

If it was before, Yan Zhijin would definitely not be able to keep up with Yan Hui's speed, but after the serious illness was cured, his body was exceptionally light, and he actually picked up the pieces before Yan Hui did.

Yan Hui raised his head and smiled at him, picked up the fragments lightly, and put them in a suitable place with care.

Yan Zhijin lowered his hands and sat back on the bench in silence.

Putting together slabs is a process that takes time.Yan Zhijin didn't know whether Yan Hui couldn't find a quick way to restore the slate, or didn't want to.

He watched Yan Hui concentrating on putting together the stone slabs, and suddenly trembled, hugging his arms tightly.

Even though the doors and windows were closed tightly, and it was also summer here, he just felt a cold wind pouring in from the neckline of his pajamas for no reason, making his hands and feet stiff from the cold.

"I'll take you back first. You're just fine, so don't catch a cold again." Yan Hui noticed his movement, put down the stone, and got up to find clothes for him.

Yan Zhijin shook his head: "I'll wait for you."

"I'll take a while, don't wait for me." Yan Hui was firm, "Go back to sleep first."

Yan Zhijin was also very persistent: "I slept too much during the day, and now I don't want to sleep."

"Then...if you're sleepy, rest next to him for a while." Yan Hui couldn't resist him, so he could only drive his little snake back to the hotel to get his coat and sleeping bag.

Yan Zhijin was wearing a coat, and sat upright on the bench, watching Yan Hui continue to put together stone slabs without distraction.

The hard work pays off, and the slate can already see something.

Yan Zhijin stared at the dark lines on the stone slab from afar.

It is a pattern similar to the magic circle on the ground, and it is a symbol of the god enshrined here.

When Yan Zhijin saw it for the first time, he felt familiar, but now he realized that this was the pattern that Yan Hui drew on the photo when he was joking.

Part of it, to be precise.

After meeting the ball of light in Wang Chao and Li Lun's dormitory, they got a picture of a painted woman.At that time, because he was dissatisfied with paying too much attention to the women in the photos, Yan Hui forcibly replaced the photos with his own photos, and also replaced the imprint on it with a rather complicated pattern.

At that time, he thought that it was a mark related to Yan Hui.In fact, only part of it is, and the other part is the pattern here.

Yan Hui combined his own imprint with the owner's imprint of the stone slab to form a new complex and gorgeous pattern.

In fact, he should have realized long ago why the two gods came together.

Of course because of one, following the other.

The bright and bright moon in Yan Xun's narration, the one he couldn't ask for, the one he couldn't see, the one he would rather be hated than ignored, was the owner of the slate.

The just, benevolent, tolerant, indifferent God who doesn't care about everything and treats everyone equally.

The God that Snorf has believed in and waited for all his life, and Edward's hope in desperation.

Yan Zhijin put his hand into the pocket of his coat.

His fingertips were icy cold, and if he accidentally touched his palm, he would freeze himself to death.

There was a bitter arc at the corner of his mouth.

It's not that he didn't realize it, he deliberately didn't think in that direction.

As early as the night when they watched the lunar eclipse together, Yan Hui had already revealed that he cared about one of them, but the other party didn't value his existence.

At that time, he was like a stressed poisonous snake that had been kept in a dangerous environment for a long time. As long as there was any trouble, he would shoot out his venom without reservation.

Yan Hui is used to using extreme methods to make people notice him, even at the expense of making the other party hate him.He said that this is the only way for him to let the other party see himself.He would rather be remembered because of hatred than lose everyone in the memory of the other party.

He is always in a state of restlessness, afraid of being abandoned and neglected, and even becomes frightened.

He said that he was like a dirty and dark quagmire, an existence that even the moonlight would not want to visit.But he still hopes that one day, the moon will illuminate his surroundings.He says at the end of the story that they will be happy together.

Isn’t he talking about this God?

This god will not reward devout believers, nor punish those who hate him.When everyone dislikes you, only he will not have prejudice against you.

At the same time, when you try to gain his favor, you will find that you will never be his favorite, because he maintains the fairest attitude towards all creatures.

He has always vaguely known that Yan Zhen once had a person he longed for, but because Yan Zhen always mentioned that person, it was always painful, and he could really feel that Yan Zhen and him When getting along, he didn't think about other people, so he didn't think about it.

It's different now.

Yan Zhijin looked at the scattered white flowers on the ground.

He remembered that before he passed out, the flowers were red.When did they change back to their original color?

And the chipped, tarnished slate.

The answer is obvious, that God has come.

Just now, when he lost consciousness.

That god came, and he didn't treat Yan Jin coldly like before—even, they might get along very well.

Shen Zhiyu said that when he arrived, Yan Hui was hugging him affectionately and sweetly.At that time, he was embarrassed and felt that it was too nasty, but now that he thinks about it, he was being self-indulgent.

The object of Yan Hui's smile was not him, but the moon that he couldn't ask for.He struggled to put the broken slab back together because it belonged to his lover.

The feeling buried in the bottom of his heart that made him sad was rekindled after the appearance of the other party.

Yan Zhijin's fingers were clenched into fists in his pockets, and his nails were embedded in the flesh of his palm.

He could feel sharp pain, but he didn't want to let go at all, as if he was deliberately stimulating himself with pain.

He also remembered that when Yan Hui first transformed into a human form, he took out the ring to show his love to him.

At that time, he thought that it was Yan Hui who regarded his care of the snake as love, and thus gave birth to pure affection.Thinking about it carefully, that would be too insulting to Yan Hui's IQ.

He's not really a snake that lives by instinct alone.From the moment they met on M planet, he has a clear purpose.

Yan Zhijin remembered that when they met for the first time, Yan Hui, who was still in the form of a black snake, took the initiative to show his favor to him with a rabbit, and after that, he kept pestering him, unwilling to return to M star.

Yan Hui said that he likes the smell of his pheromones.

His pheromone taste is very similar to this white flower.And this kind of white flower was specially bred to enshrine this god.

Edward said that he was the most suitable person to be a sacrifice, and God would definitely like him.

Perhaps, he really resembles that god in some ways.

He is the most suitable substitute for that god.

That's why Yan Hui chose to approach him at the beginning.

Just like Yan Zhijin said before.He is not the bright moon in the sky, he can only work hard to become.

Even if you work hard, you may or may not succeed. The moon is unique and cannot be faked.

Even if he tries to imitate the appearance of the moon and hangs in the air, he will lose all its brilliance in an instant under the light of the real moon.

No, it should not be the moon.Probably the sun.After all, the moon cannot shine by itself.

Yan Zhijin laughed at himself.

At this time, he still has the energy to think about these things.

What does it matter if that god is the moon or not?He can't even borrow the light of the sun, he is just a fake moon made of paper.

The owner of the slate has returned.

Yan Hui's love for him also came back.

He closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows.

I don't know why, but all the sensory abilities have been enhanced, but seeing things is still hazy, as if covered by a layer of mist.

He watched Yan Hui calmly and concentrated on splicing the stone slabs.

The broken stone slabs were actually put together by him.The slate with cracks is more aged and contemporary than before.

It took a lot of effort, Yan Zhijin thought in his heart.

But after all, it belongs to his beloved, no matter how much time and energy he wants to spend, he will be happy with it.

Yan Zhijin just watched him put together the stone slabs and swept away the powder in the gaps.

"It's finished." Yan Hui carefully held up the stone slab, raised his head and smiled at him, his eyes were bright and pure.

"Yeah." Yan Zhijin nodded flatly.

He didn't really care if the thing was complete.In fact, he was a little upset when he saw this.

This slate clearly reminded him that there was an existence that Yan Hui cared about very much, and that existence was his kind, an existence that was evenly matched with him.

And he's just an ordinary human being.

Only the same kind can be together.Insignificant human beings, don't think about God's love.

"Let's go." Yan Zhijin took a deep breath, stood up and faced the church door, and forced himself to take his attention away from the stone slab.

"Wait." Yan Hui didn't seem to expect that he wanted to leave so suddenly, and while protecting the stone slab from breaking again, he walked quickly to his side.

Yan Zhijin caught a glimpse of the stone slab out of the corner of his eye, and his chest was filled with emotion.

He turned his face away, deliberately not letting the stone slab appear in his field of vision.

"Here you are." Yan Hui took his hand out of his pocket, and gently placed the slate that had been assembled with great difficulty on his hand.

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I just like that Bai Yueguang is my own drama!