It took him a long time before he turned back from his original path and peeked in the bushes.

The man looked fine, holding the ugly thing with a flat mouth and an eyesore in his arms, why didn't he fall to death?

The man lowered his head and touched the top of the ugly thing, which was a blessing in disguise, grinning and watching with sparkling eyes as the man was making a new ball for him.

He looked at them with red eyes.

He used to stay by himself, day and night, and never felt lonely. But now, with the man close in front of him, and the chatter of ugly things in his ears, and the impatient but gentle reprimand of the man, he was much more noisy and lively than before, and he was more lonely.

The man just sat at a distance, so far away from him. He didn't do anything, but his sense of aggression was so strong that he was on pins and needles, suffering from gains and losses.

No one knew that his yin and yang weirdness and pretense of indifference were not his original intentions.

He was afraid that his warm eyes would scare him, and he was afraid that his ugly and unusual appearance would disgust him. He had so many worries, panicked and hesitant, he only dared to look at him from a distance like this.

But......

He was not reconciled and wanted more.

The man made the ball, bigger and more beautiful than the original one, and the little platypus pounced on the ground with a limp, and was very happy.

The man shook his head, as if he smiled helplessly, he looked into the distance, his expression was solemn, and he did not return to his senses for a long time.

Hongyuan looked at him in a daze, what was he thinking?

It was late at night, Hongyuan looked at the sky, and the moon was on the top. The man was snooze, sleeping early and waking up late, and at this time it was long past his usual resting time, but he did not sleep abnormally, and continued to be there in a daze. Hongyuan was motionless, and he blamed himself more and more in his heart, and after a while, Fang Qi sighed, straightened up, and continued to fiddle with the wood vigorously, with words in his mouth.

He had seen him perform this action for a long time several times, and Hongyuan regained his breath, crouched down in the grass and crawled forward, getting a little closer. The little platypus clung sleepily to the ball, and the pain and fatigue made it smell danger and only raised its tail in alarm.

The child was hidden in the darkness, watching Fang Qi rub the wood fiercely, and said viciously: "I want fire!@#¥%@(#不信生不出来火......#@¥%%(¥%(...... Fire Fire Fire #¥%¥#!"

Hongyuan's eyes lit up, and his brows furrowed.

*****

The child was frightened and fled, and Fang Qi slowed down for a while before turning around and walking in the direction where the little platypus had disappeared.

It didn't take long to find it.

The child was not very energetic, and threw the little platypus out a hundred meters away, fortunately the mountain was full of trees, and the little platypus hung on the branches, only scratching a layer of skin, holding the trunk and chirping.

Fang Qi quickly found it following the sound, the little guy was a little afraid of heights, and his tail hooked tightly to the trunk. Fang Qi couldn't climb the tree, so he opened his arms under the tree and coaxed it, "You jump down, I'll pick you up." ”

The little platypus wiped his eyes and looked at him hesitantly, Fang Qi said, "I can't fall on you, jump, behave." ”

The little platypus hesitated for a moment, hooked the tip of its tail to the trunk and head down, swallowed its saliva, closed its eyes and released its tail and jumped down, falling into Fang Qi's arms.

The little guy was frightened and kept chattering on the way back.

Fang Qi coaxed for a while, but with little success, and after thinking for a moment, he collected a large pile of dried leaves and rolled a ball for it again.

With tears in his eyes, the little platypus watched as the pile of leaves turned into small balls, and the small balls turned into big balls.

The little platypus covered his mouth and let out an exclamation, Fang Qi's eyes were slightly empty, and he was never able to concentrate, and his mind was full of the expression of the male protagonist who saw it at that moment.

Cruel and cruel and absolutely calm, only the eyes reveal the cold-blooded ruthlessness of the bones, which is terrifying and terrifying.

The pitiful thirst for survival and panicked eyes of the little platypus did not awaken a single ounce of conscience and pity in him. He was calm and rational, and he did not hesitate to move and put it to death.

Fang Qi's mood is complicated. The role of the male protagonist in the early stage of the book "Becoming a God" is like a little platypus to be slaughtered, and the male protagonist just now is not an upgraded version of the abuser who is alive and easy.

The past experience made him regard life as a mustard at a young age, and he will turn over sooner or later. Fang Qi thought, by that time...... At that time, it is understandable for Hongyuan to take revenge on the parties, and it is understandable to repay the blood debt with his teeth.

And then what?

What will be done to innocent bystanders?

How many lives will be like a little platypus, because of his momentary likes and dislikes, and his life will be taken lightly, without any backhand?

What kind of bloody storm will he set off?

Fang Qi thought about it, the more he thought about it, the more sober he became, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

I can't sleep horizontally, and I'll have nightmares when I fall asleep==, Fang Qi let out a long sigh and covered the little platypus with a few large lotus leaves, and then continued to make a fire with his pile of stones and wood.

*****

Late at night.

A thin figure hesitated outside the forest for a long time, looked at it again and again, and then walked slowly.

The shadow was very cautious, pausing in place with every step, and its eyes were firmly glued to the man who had been haunted by his dreams and restless sleep for days, lest he should wake him up.

Step by step, it's like moving from cold winter to early spring. The dead leaves of the place he passed through were rejuvenated, the grass was green and the flowers were gorgeous, and the stars and diamonds all fell to the ground, shining brightly, emitting a faint and dazzling light.

After stepping on the ground with admiration and trepidation, he finally walked to the man's side, not far away, not close, exactly a foot away.

The child sat on his knees in front of him, his hands on the ground, his body slightly arched forward, obsessively and carefully looking at the square chess.

It's like a cowardly hometown, and I obviously want to get close but don't dare.

His hair was longer than the first time he saw him, and there was a strand of hair on his forehead that was on his eyes, and his eyelids would throb from time to time, and he looked like he was sleeping unsteadily.

His gaze stopped on his face for a long time, carefully brushing his hair away, his gaze moving down inch by inch, for fear that he would miss a single detail.

His eyebrows and eyes are vivid, he smiles and speaks, and his face is expressionless with a very rich vitality. The bridge of his nose is straight and straight, but the tip of his nose is a little round, and his lips are a little dry and have dry skin.

The child swallowed, trying to resist the urge to lick and moisten him.

His mouth was slightly open, breathing through his nose and mouth, and the tip of his soft tongue could be seen.

The moonlit child was like the most devout and obsessive believer, and he had been brewing for a long time, taking a deep breath and leaning over slowly. The left hand is propped up on the left side of Fang Qi's arm, the right hand is propped up on the right, and the legs are straddling his sides, making a posture of holding the person in his arms.

He looked at him with his head down, holding his breath and lowering his head, leaning close to his face and opening his mouth.

Fang Qi's breath was spit in his mouth, and Hongyuan closed his eyes in enjoyment, his heart was sour, full of surging heat, and contradictory made him feel unprecedented peace and serenity.

He opened his eyes and looked at him condescendingly.

This person...... It really looks like he fits his heart everywhere, and it's just a baby tailored for him.

He couldn't put it down, and he didn't know what to do.

I wanted to hold the best thing in the world in front of him with both hands, but he didn't have anything.