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A peaceful life, a restless heart.

When leaving the villa, Grace personally escorted us to the gate of the courtyard, but was not enthusiastic. She didn't speak all the way, and her face was not very good, even if I just solved her son's knot.

It was so true that Satris and I jumped out of the hospital door, and when we turned to say goodbye to her, looking at her biting her lower lip, looking a little hard, I couldn’t help asking first, “If you have anything to ask, just ask. !"

"What is your relationship with him?" She took a deep breath and stared at me intently.

"Who?" I didn't react for a while.

"Safrot." She said the name I am most afraid of hearing now.

When I heard this name, my first reaction was that my heart stopped abruptly. This feeling is very strange, not painful, but absolutely uncomfortable. It's like a human heart suddenly loses its rate. I only feel that my chest is tight and there is something in front of my eyes. Faded, but I still stood, standing firmly, without showing any unnatural expression, "Friend."

"Ordinary friend?" I thought that I could just turn around and leave and go back to calm my heart, but she didn't give me any time, and then asked the next question.

"Unusual friend." I don't intend to hide anyone from him. Maybe since I saved Xiaojie, we are destined to have such a relationship. As a result, I believe people around me can see clearly. , But they don’t say it, just like Sutters.

"No wonder you turned a blind eye to Ritter and Sile. If you compare with Saffrot, they are indeed a lot worse." Unexpectedly, Grace suddenly laughed, chuckled, and finally sighed.

Hearing such a sigh, I couldn’t help but wonder. Hearing the meaning of her words, it seemed that she knew Safrot very well, and the last time she was here, she did care about Safrot a bit too much, but is it possible? She is a human being in her thirties and forties, and Saffrot is an immortal blood race. Could there be an intersection between them?

She seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, and explained with a faint smile, "Actually, I can also say that I am a half-angel. I inherited the blood of angels from my ancestors. Although I cannot return to heaven, these powerful blood is enough to make me His life became longer and I met him. At that time, he was free and easy, and he was not moved by anything. This way he was completely different from the men around me, so I was attracted by him immediately. Accepted me the same way, but when my father found out, he forcibly arranged for me an angel with silver eyes. At that time, I was a little hesitant, so I wanted to ask him about his decision, but when I told him the news At that time, he accepted it immediately, and smiled and said to me, "I wish you happiness! "Later he left and never appeared in front of me again. Until the last time he came to see you and asked me for help, if he did not see him, then in my heart, he would never really fall in love with him. Anyone exists. But..."

As she said, she paused helplessly, "That dance will make me fully understand that he is not the kind of person I imagined, he has love, for his own true love, let alone silver eyes The angels, the Golden Eyes-sama like Satreus, he didn't care about it either."

"So..." I don't know what she said about so many things that have nothing to do with me, what she wants to explain or prove in the end, if it is Saffrot's love for me, then no need, I am more than her It is clear that he once destroyed the whole Demon Party for me, and now he is alone in the angels. All of this is enough to make me aware of my position and weight in his heart, and it is precisely because of this that it makes me so painful now.

"Please cherish him." At last, she ended with a simple and clear sentence.

"Treasure?" How could I not cherish, I have always cherished it, whether it is a flower or a grass, or a family or friend, but cherish it in the end, only to lose, and for him, he who loves me like this, he needs to use it thoroughly To cherish the loss, can I do it?

"Well, his love for you is worthy of your cherishment for him." Then, she closed the door and shut us outside, looking at her back, I stood at the door blankly, motionless, and didn't want to leave. Or I don't want to continue, continue to cherish, continue to give up, and push what I want most away from my embrace.

"Master!" Sartres woke me up.

"Yeah." I nodded, turned and walked towards the temple.

I stayed in the temple for the next few days, staying in my room all day long, and being the main **** for a while, now I retracted into my shell again, doing nothing, saying nothing, holding Sitting on the bed with his knees in a daze.

What kind of person, what kind of god, it seems that all of this has been shut outside, it has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with my heart. I am immersed in the memories of the past, sour and sweet, bitter and spicy, free from him. When we met for the first time, the gears of fate began to turn continuously, and finally we walked step by step to the present, his strength, mine strength, but we were trapped by our own strength, so trapped and unable to go out. Unless one side is hurt.

But neither he nor I would be willing to look at the other person getting hurt, even if it's just a small injury, so we will be tortured by the heavens, tortured until now, I have become the main **** of heaven, he... will soon become The patriarch of the Night Clan.

Thinking of this visible future, my heart throbbed, but my hands were unable to change anything, let alone fate, even I couldn't do it.

"Master!" At this time, Satresi shouted at the door.

"What's the matter?" I don't want to see anyone.

"Hong Wu and Oli are back." He replied standing outside the door.

"Oh! Let them come to see me." But from the moment Satrese appeared, I was no longer me, but the main **** of heaven.

"Yes!"

Hong Wu slammed open the door of my room, pulled Oli into the room, and unceremoniously sat down on the sofa in front of the bed, "I'm tired!"

"Enough playing?" At this time, I was sitting neatly on the chaise longue, looking at them.

"What fun! I was about to be tossed to death by him. He didn't understand anything. In addition to using the abilities of angels indiscriminately, he couldn't even count as an individual. He didn't fight closely with others, and every move had killing intent. He also instigated others to kill each other, and just stopping him almost didn't exhaust me." Hong Wu kept complaining, and at the same time he did not forget to stare at that oli.

"Oh!" I glanced at that oli coldly, "So there is no use keeping him?"

"Luiv..." Hong Wu was taken aback.

"What do you mean?" Oli couldn't help standing up.

"You violated the most basic rules of the game, so you are over. It's just that I don't like to take other people's lives casually. I want to give you another chance, but I didn't expect that you didn't want such an opportunity, so okay. !" As I said, I yelled at the door, "Satress, give him to the sweeper."

"Wait!" he stopped.

"Is there anything else to say, this is the last chance." I calmly looked up and looked at the uneasy expression he showed for the first time.

"I...I want to find someone who allows me and my mother to live this way!" He suddenly lowered his head and replied.

"Who?"

"The one who was not qualified to be my father but gave birth to me." He gritted his teeth.

"Angel! Or silver eyes! But maybe you will be disappointed." Because of his misery, he wanted to find someone to vent. Unfortunately, he found the wrong person.

"Why?" He stared at me curiously.

"Because the angel has no feelings, it is normal for him to leave you behind. If you want to find him just to question this matter, then it is more practical for you to give up as soon as possible." I will not comfort people, nor do I want to comfort him. .

"This..." He froze for a while, and finally said very positively, "No matter what, I still want to find him, at least...at least let me see what he looks like."

"You..." Hong Wu stood up and stared at him in surprise, "So you..."

"I don't want to be a son who doesn't even know what my father is like." He replied affirmatively.

"This..." Hong Wu nodded and turned to me with a touch of emotion, "Luvian, you won't really want to clean him up, do you?"

"If he can do everything I ask for, then I don't want to take a life out of it." No matter who makes the shot, it is my decision, and I never want other people's lives to disappear because of me, whether it is because of me. What kind of reason.

"Okay! Great!" Hong Wu happily stepped forward and picked me up, jumping up and down again.

"Hey! Let me down!" I shouted.

"It's been a long time since I hugged you like this, let me hug you again, what's the big deal, anyway, now that Saferot is not there, he won't know." Hong Wu just hugged me.

"Very good! Then you continue to maintain this position." As I said, I lowered my head to his neck. Feeling the discomfort in his neck, he put me down abruptly, and yelled at me while clutching his neck, "Why have you become the main god, this problem still can't be corrected! If you have anything to do, bite someone? This time I must Tell Safrot and see how he will punish you!"

"..." I stared at him blankly, there was no focus in my eyes, he? Does he still care about these now? Maybe he is hating me, hating me for forcing him to do something like that.

"Humph!" I sneered, turned and walked outside the door.

"Master, where are you going?" When he walked out of the temporary temple, Sartres followed, and he seemed to follow me, the main god, all the time.

"Go for a walk!" I walked aimlessly out of the main church, to the streets and alleys, just blindly forward, came to the fork, turned at random, then continued, and finally came to the end, and collapsed on one side. I paused for a moment on the fence and stepped in.

This is a nice little garden, but it hasn't been taken care of for a long time, so there are jagged weeds everywhere, among them there are some beautiful wild flowers growing alternately, and the walls are covered with thorns and vines, some blooming and some Long leaves.

Walk along the path that has been concealed by weeds, walk through the garden to the main building in front, the exterior wall of the main building is full of old stains, walk into the main building, cross the hall, and step onto the first floor. Stairs, suddenly looked up, "Is it you?"

"Why are you here?" He was equally surprised when he saw me.

"What about you? Could it be that you ran away from home again?" I couldn't help joking when I saw my old friend.

"You just ran away from home! I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore." He complained unhappily, "What are you doing here? Don't you want to grab a room with me again?"

"This is your house?" In fact, just by looking at it, I knew it was not.

"of course……"

"Of course not!" Suddenly a person walked in from the front door and said in preparation, another child, but a human being, "This is the place I found for the Lord Lord, and this will be the Lord Lord's house from now on."

"What?" Lake shouted nervously, pointing at the new kid, "Who are you? Don't you know what comes first? Since I came first, then this is mine."

"But the original owner here has already dedicated the house and the title deed to our Illuminati Sacred Church, and on behalf of the Illuminati Sacred Church, I will dedicate it to our great Lord God, Master Missilia." As he said, the Pope will hold The small box was handed to Satres behind me, and then respectfully bowed to me, "I will send someone over to renovate this place later. Now if the Lord God does not have any other needs, then I will reply first. The church."

"Thank you, Master Archbishop." I smiled and nodded to him. After all, the dignified Pope personally ran for my business, thank you really, although the purpose is not simple.

"Are you... Luvian?" The pope left, but it took a long time for Lake to recover, watching me hesitatingly asked.

"Yes! But it's also Missilia, the same as the main **** of heaven." I don't want to lie to anyone, especially myself.

"What about the original Lord God?" Lake stared at me curiously, standing on the stairs without moving a step.

"This is not important to you." I don't want to mention this, because when I talk about it, I think of Saferot, of him being used by others because of me and doing things that cannot be erased.

"Maybe!" Lake split his mouth and walked downstairs. "But why do you appear where I live, and every time I come first, but the house is yours?"

"Because you never live in someone else's house without the owner's consent." I blamed unceremoniously.

"You..." He was speechless, "Forget it, just give me a room."

"Whatever!" I don't mind letting a person with nowhere to stay temporarily, let alone one more friend to talk, maybe after some time these friends will no longer be friends, and they will probably be enemies.

"Okay! It seems that you haven't changed!" He smiled, childlike.

"No change?" I gave a wry smile, not knowing what it was like, "Maybe it's changed back to what it was!"

"Do you want to play a game of chess?" Lake didn't pay attention to my sigh. He sat down in front of the chair in the hall and asked me.

"Okay!" Looking at the chess game he had set, I came to sit down opposite him.

"It's been a long time since no one played chess with me. Today is really a good day." Lake said and started to move.

"You still don't want to go back?" I wondered why this child just didn't want to go home. If it was because of the murder of the mother, I think I have already told them very clearly, and there should be no more entanglements. Is there anything else that made him so disgusted to see his father?

"I can't face him." Lake looked down at the chessboard and shook his head. "There are some things that can't be forgotten. Even if you want, your heart and your soul can't do it, let alone the other party still regrets it a little bit now. I don’t have any consciousness. I can’t change anything about the past, but I don’t want to watch him do anything else, but I can’t stop it, so I chose to leave, maybe to escape, but no matter what, now I feel very free."

"He?" Was it Redy Cross?

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. I left just to escape this. Let's start playing chess! Lord God!" He smiled and jumped out of the "horse".

"Yeah." Since he doesn't want to say more, then I don't want to ask too much. Who doesn't have one or two secrets? The secret is things that cannot be said to outsiders or certain people, and am I not here to accept the torture of the heavens by guarding the great secrets?

With a wry smile, he moved the "car" up two spaces.

I stayed in the temple of the main church at night, but within a few days, the small manor was renovated and we moved here. Of course, Lake’s room was reserved for him.

"Red Dance?"

"Lake?"

The meeting between the two of them turned into a very moving scene, but the audience is not human, and what they lack is emotion. Naturally, they will not be touched by their appearance. Satris and several of his men are even more impressed. It was indifferent, except that Xiao Lisi was very happy to pull Lake and asked, "Little brother, will you play with me?" It made Lake unable to answer for a while.

So, Lake had a red dance to accompany him to play chess, and Oli was well educated by Sutters. Celia and the four of them would go to the streets and alleys if they had anything to do. Although Esther didn’t like it, I was still dragged out by them. In the end, I was the only one left. I stayed alone in the room, sitting on the bed, and continued to feel the pain from my tortured heart, slowly turning into numbness.

But no matter how peaceful life is, the heart still can't calm down.

Because, one day, two days...five days...ten days, the time went quickly, and one month turned out to be so short.

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