At night, Dija and an old man sat outside the bonfire, watching the men and women hold hands and dance around the bonfire, with solemn expressions.

What does that love **** mean?

For a while, I can't wait to have my eyes stick to myself, and then run away from myself far away. Cloudy and sunny, like a June day, unpredictable.

Although Di Jia didn't want to admit it, he had to say that he could not help but recall Bai Li Xin Lai.

The old man took a nap with his eyes closed, woken up by the laughter not far away, and looked over with his hazy eyes. The long beard was wrapped around the cane, yawned next to the elder of Dijia, and looked at Dijia: "Dijia, you are thinking of spring."

Dijia: "..."

The old man didn't see Dijia's answer, and laughed again, "Where is our Xin? Why isn't he in the crowd?"

Di Jia said in a deep voice, "He left and will not come back."

The old man looked at Di Jia for a long time, then moved his eyes away to look into the distance, and said softly, "Di Jia, you are thinking about spring again."

Dijia: "..."

Dijia lowered his head and polished the ironware he had just built, and stopped talking. The old man's eyes had been staring into the distance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Look, Dijia, who said Xin would not come back, look at who that is."

Di Jia froze all over, looked up and followed the old man's cane, and saw Bai Li Xin riding a black horse stepping on the water in the moonlight by the river not far away. The moonlight fell on Bai Lixin's body, smearing a layer of soft white and gentle light, like a fairy under the moon, perfectly integrated with the moon.

Bai Lixin rode a horse into the tribe and attracted everyone's realization. Seeing everyone gathered around, the horse under his legs let out a few anxious growls and slowly stepped back.

Bai Lixin put his index finger to his lips and made a "shush" motion, bent over to appease the restless black horse, and then jumped off the horse, holding the rope tied to the horse's belly and tying it to the post.

Seeing that the horses were more obedient than the woman on the bed under the tame of Bai Lixin, their eyes showed expressions of envy and surprise. After seeing Bai Lixin leading the horse and tying it, he hurriedly walked up to you and said something to me, and looked curiously at the horse that was quietly eating hay, "Xin, you actually came back on a horse! how did you do it?"

The crowd surrounded Bailishin with the stars and the moon, blocking Bailishin tightly. Di Jia, who was still sitting still and motionless, looked over, and the expression in his eyes became even darker.

The old man looked at it and laughed, "Dijia, your spring is back."

Dijia was silent, but his eyes secretly followed Bailishin's figure.

Bai Lixin was surrounded by people and said something. The men and women danced when they returned to the bonfire. This time, they were more excited than before. After breaking free from the crowd, Bai Lixin smiled, walked to Di Jia's side, and sat down.

Dijia's expression was stiff, and he lowered his head to polish the iron, without even looking at Bailishin.

When the old man saw Bailishin coming, he supported his crutches and said with a smile, "Where did Xin go, I haven't seen you all night."

"Elder, I just went out to pick some fruit, and I didn't want to twist my foot. This docile wild horse just happened to appear next to me. After a little domestication, I rode back."

The elder opened his half-squinted eyes, "Then I'm an old man, let's go and see this docile wild horse that has been ridden back. I'm old, I haven't seen such a horse yet, but today I've dipped in Xin's light and gained a lot of insight. "The old man stood up with the crutches, his gray beard slid down the crutches and hung down on his chest.

He smiled and looked down at the two of them, then left with a cane supporting his hunched back.

The elder walked away, Bai Lixin smiled and tilted his head to look at Di Jia, "I'm back again."

Dijia lowered his head and carefully polished the iron in his hand, and whispered, "Yes."

Seeing that Dijia was ignoring him, Bailishin moved his **** to lean in the direction of Dijia, "When you become the successor god, I will disappear. I thought about it for a long time, recalling my life, it was nothing but in the temple. It's about satisfying the wishes of mankind. Since I'm about to die, I always want to live gracefully before I die."

Di Jia stopped the movement in his hand and frowned.

He hated Bai Lixin so much that he would talk about death at every turn, just as he hated Bai Lixin when he looked at him like he always used him as a stand-in, looking at others through himself.

Seeing that Di Jia didn't look up, Bai Lixin continued, "Di Jia, I was just acting on my will, now no matter how hard you drive me, I will not leave. I like you, I have been the God of Love for so long, and I have helped so much. People have fulfilled their prayers, but I myself have never experienced love."

Di Jia was shocked and looked up at Bai Lixin in surprise.

Bai Lixin's two bright eyes smiled softer than the crescent moon, Dijia, please forgive my selfishness, although I decided to end this circular fate. But being selfish as I am, how can I bear that you might fall in love with someone else in a brand new future?

Even if I can only appear in your life for a short time in this life, I want you to remember me forever and become a cinnabar mole in your heart. When you think of me, you will miss me so much that you will never be able to fall in love with other people. , let you think of me all the time, all the time, I want to be your eternal memory.

Involuntarily, a line of clear tears slid from the corner of his eyes, and Di Jia's handsome face became blurred and hazy under the mist of tears.

Baili smiled hard, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Why am I crying, haha, really, I made you laugh."

Tears fell down Bai Lixin's eyes, and fell on the ground to form a spray of water, and also smashed into Dijia's new house, hammering and hammering, and it was painful.

The deadly silent atrium suddenly throbbed because of the heavy hammer, and it became more and more violent.

He looked at the young man who was crying recklessly in front of him, and stared at his eyes tightly. Suddenly, his heart became hot for no reason, and he couldn't help wanting to hug him.

In the distance, the elder stroked the back of the black horse's oily horse, looked at the two people living in harmony, and opened his mouth with a smile, revealing two dangling front teeth.

Dijia resisted the urge to hug Bailishin, thinking in his mind whether he had exposed his indifferent eyes, the restlessness in his heart stagnated, and he returned to the calmness of the past.

"Are you trying to make fun of me again? Love God, use this to show your ability and laugh at my ignorance. Exchange my tears for my pity, and when I hug you, show that look of disgust again. Push away." Enduring the dull pain in his heart, Di Jia whispered in a deliberately cold voice, "If that's the case, then you have succeeded, I really want to hug you, but not because I like you, but because I am pitiful You. Eros, you are so pitiful, you use your ability to control my feelings, just like the feelings of human beings, you are a poor bastard."

Di Jia said words that even he felt vicious, he wanted to stop, but when he thought of the way Bai Lixin looked at others through himself, and the expression that Bai Lixin pushed him hard, he had no reason in his heart. restless.

He wanted to cut through this peaceful surface and stab the hateful man in front of him.

Want to get close to yourself just to remember someone else by looking at his face? But as soon as he got close, he couldn't help but run away. Sure enough, this man just used himself as a substitute and played him with applause.

Why do you want to fall into this man's trap, but he stands at the hole of the trap and becomes the victor of the battle?

Di Jia mouth did not choose to say anything, his palm tightly clutched the iron tool, but the sharp iron tool ripped through his palm without knowing it. The blood slowly covered the iron, and Bai Lixin stayed in place.

After a long time, Di Jia took a deep breath, threw the iron tool away, stood up and apologized, "I'm sorry Eros, I was reckless, I said goodbye."

Throwing down the half-polished iron tool, Di Jia fled back to his house.

Bai Lixin wiped his face, pressed down his body with dull pain, and picked up the iron tool in Dijia's hand in a daze, [What should I do? S419M, Dijia doesn't seem to accept me. ]

[Lord Host, let Lord Dijia see your soul and let him see your true love for him. Lord Dijia was hurt by you just because of your inconsistent performance. Although you love Diga-sama, you didn't like God before. Such an obvious change in expression, can Lord Dijia be able to perceive it no matter how stupid he is? Besides, Lord Dijia is not stupid, just a little dull. ]

Bai Lixin gritted his teeth, [He is more than stupid, he is a pig! How dare he scold me! ]

After being scolded by Di Jia just now, Bai Lixin's tangled heart from deciding to sacrifice was suddenly inexplicably empty. This is the real Emperor Jia who shows his true feelings without modification. Not the master of billions of worlds, not the guardian of the plane, but also the **** wearing a mask high above, but his Dijia.

Bai Lixin lowered his head and stroked the blood stains left by Dijia on the iron, and suddenly said helplessly: [Hey, S419M, shouldn't I be a masochist? ]

[Hee hee hee, maybe you have an M physique. When the host is in the real parallel world, isn't it particularly cool when you are **** by the Lord God? ]

Bai Lixin picked up the iron and stood up and walked slowly towards Dijia's house.

There was a thin gap in Dijia's door, and Bai Lixin looked in through the gap, and it was pitch black inside.

Opening the door carefully, Bailishin stepped into the door, and the room was quiet. Bailishin knew that Dijia didn't want to pay attention to him, so he had to walk in the room based on memory to avoid touching the stone benches and furnishings on the ground.

After walking a few steps, something blocked the way under his feet, Bai Lixin smiled lightly, and bent over to touch the familiar stone table. He put the iron on the talking table, whispered "good night" in the dark, and turned around to exit the door. Just as he turned around, his head hit a warm and wide obstacle, and before Bai Lixin could respond, The body was pulled hard by a force, and it was pressed onto the stone table.

The iron tool that had just been placed on the stone table for a while was knocked over by Bai Lixin, and it landed on the ground with a crisp "bang".