Wonderland, above the false moon.

  In the vast expanse of flowers, two figures are walking hand in hand.

   "Honey, are you a true **** now?"

  Floy turned her head, her purple eyes narrowed, smiling and curious.

"Um."

  Chen Lun's eyes fell on his wife, and they looked at each other.

  He smiled, gently lifted Floy's hand, and placed it on his cheek.

   "Now, you are touching the true God, how does it feel?"

   "True God..."

  Floy murmured, the smile on his face was even bigger.

  His fingers moved slightly, carefully caressing her husband's flawless face, which felt extremely unreal.

   Looking back at the first meeting, the other party was just a malnourished mortal youth, curled up in a corner of the prison.

   But now, the other party has become the true **** at the end of the sequence.

   “It feels good…”

  Floy said softly.

He stared into her husband's eyes, and in those black pupils, there was a pale infinity symbol engraved, as if it could swallow his sight, leading him into an endless world, and there, everything was being interpreted all the time. development and ending.

  Suddenly, he only felt a warm palm caressing his face, blocking his sight. Immediately, the deep and magnetic voice said:

   "Don't look too long, it will make you lost in fate..."

   After a few seconds, the palm moved away.

  Floye woke up like a dream, hummed, and then obediently lowered her gaze a little, put it on the tip of her husband's nose, and said softly:

   "I seem to see a lot of people, a lot of things... Are those pictures of the future?"

   "Not only the future, but also the past and present, and even every possibility."

  Chen Lun replied softly.

  Floy nodded half-understood, then asked expectantly:

   "Honey, have you seen our future? How many children will we have? Will we still live in Wonderland, or somewhere else? Will we... Will we be as happy as before?"

  Chen Lun couldn't help but startled.

  In fact, after he ascended to the throne of God and took full control of his destiny, everything in the world is like a leaf in his eyes, the veins are clearly visible, and nothing can be hidden from him...

  But my own fate line is about to reach an unknown area, where it is pitch black, deep and dead, and nothing can be seen.

  This indicates that what awaits him will be the most terrifying unknown.

   "Of course I saw it."

   Chen Lun laughed.

  Floy's eyes lit up, she put her arms around her husband's waist, leaned her head against his chest, and listened carefully.

  Just listen to him say:

   "We will only have one child, a daughter."

"daughter?"

   "Well, our daughter's name is Sophie."

   "Zophie Speight...what a nice name."

  Floy raised her head, with a bright dawn in her smiling eyes.

   "Then she will be the happiest child in the world."

   "Yes, you will be the happiest wife too..."

  Chen Lun put his arms around Floyd's shoulders, speaking firmly about the future development:

   "Wonderland is not our only home. We will often travel far to enjoy the beautiful scenery everywhere in Yanita, and we will also go to the Outer Continent to see the exotic customs there...even, we will go to other worlds."

   "It's a good life..."

  Froy's face was full of longing.

  He couldn't help but tiptoed, hugged her husband's neck, kissed her husband, and then whispered:

   "Honey, Floy wants to see little Zofie soon."

  Chen Lun smiled, but did not refuse.

  He put his arms around Floyd's waist, and both of them fell into the sea of ​​colorful flowers amidst the exclamation of his lover...

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   Time turned and ten days passed.

  During these ten days, Chen Lun didn't go anywhere, and stayed on the holiday in Wonderland, with his wife Floyd.

  The two are like a couple in love, inseparable, and their footprints are left in every corner of the huge false moon.

  Froy asked one day whether the story Chen Lun told when the two were trapped in prison, the story about the pangolin and the seven gourd angels, really existed.

  Chen Lun just smiled and said that it was actually made up by himself.

  Floy's ethereal and quiet laughter, like a clear bell, lingers for a long time.

  This is an unforgettable time for both of them.

   This morning.

  Floy wore an apron and brought breakfast and hot milk to the flower shop on the first floor of No. 7 Denton Street. The tall figure in a white shirt was lazily leaning on the chair by the French window.

  He glanced at her husband, feeling indescribably relieved.

   "Honey, breakfast is here."

  As soon as she put down the plate and the milk glass, Floyd saw her husband raise his hand and snap his fingers, and a handful of gorgeous white roses appeared in his hand.

  It wasn't until the sweet floral fragrance came to the nostrils, and the exquisite white roses were handed over to him, that he came back to his senses.

   "Thank you for your hard work, this is a reward for the delicious food."

  Chen Lun chuckled lightly.

  Floy happily took the white rose, bent down and kissed her husband on the cheek.

"Thanks."

   Immediately, the two dined in the brilliant dawn.

  After the meal, Floyd snuggled into her husband's arms and said with emotion:

   "Honey, I don't know why, I always felt that you were lonely."

   "Really... Maybe my loneliness is to know your loneliness at the right time and feel empathy... just like two lonely stars, attracting each other in the dark."

  Floye smiled as she listened to the words in her ears.

   "Remember the first New Year we spent together? At that time, I was still blind, and when I made a wish on a shooting star, I told you that I saw light..."

   "Well, of course I remember."

   Chen Lun said softly.

  Floy raised her eyes and cupped her husband's face.

  "Actually, I whispered in my heart, in the long darkness, in the past and in the future, you are my only light...the fact is indeed so."

  Chen Lun couldn't help but startled.

  He immediately softened his expression.

   "If I am light, only you can see it, otherwise my light is meaningless."

  Floy's smile then bloomed.

  He bit his lips, and whispered with difficulty concealing his joy:

   "Honey, I've said so much just to tell you some good news... I can feel little Zoffie's soul fluctuating."

"Um?"

  Chen Lun frowned.

  An unspeakable complex emotion can't help but come to my heart.

  Floy took his hand, leaned against her belly, and said with a smile:

   "As you said, she is a lovely daughter..."

  At this moment, Chen Lun felt a strong sense of fate. This fate was not caused by others, but came from himself.

  The chances of a high-ranking person giving birth to offspring are quite slim, let alone him, a true god.

  Although he is fully able to use his great power to force Floyd to conceive offspring by tampering with fate, Chen Lun is very resistant to this imposed fate.

   But things are so coincidental and natural.

  As if everything was destined.

   "Our daughter, Sophie..."

  Chen Lun murmured softly.