This is ridiculous.

Calvin thought.

In comparison, the myrrh breath on his body is far stronger than **, the bitterness lingers in his nose, and the smell that can only be barely smelled at the beginning has unexpectedly become stronger.

Gold, myrrh and **, the gifts that the three wise men of the East brought to the Most High at the birth of Christ.

Every word of Reed implied that the dining room represented the favor and care given to him by the Heavenly One.

Intellectually, Calvin should have known that this was a clumsy liar like Reid playing tricks (all mysticism is nothing but a lie), but intuitively, Calvin already had a vague feeling.

There is indeed something that is not of this world that is interfering with him.

In fact, he should have felt it a long time ago-

From escaping from those soul-twisted "admirers" countless times in the past, and those hallucinations, those terrible hallucinations that made him want to spend his day on drugs every day.

"I thought it was a side effect of the medication. ”

Calvin suddenly had no head or tail, and muttered.

“…… I've been worried about ...... I'm crazy. ”

His shoulders quivered faintly, and his cheeks were almost transparent.

"Day after day, that stuff is coming close to me...... And I'm ...... I was just...... I don't believe it. ”

Calvin's words became incoherent, words that were nothing more than fragments, and there was no way to piece them together into a complete sentence. But he didn't care, he wasn't confiding in Reed, he was just talking to himself.

It's hard to put into words.

As he grows up, in his ordinary, day-to-day life, some invisible force is approaching step by step.

"That energy is gathering and increasing little by little, you know, it feels like you're standing next to a high-pressure chamber that's constantly burning, you're trying to keep your life alive, to survive in this world, but you can hear the creaking of the chamber, and you know that in the midst of the burning that thing is going to explode one day, blowing you and everything around you to left-"

"I don't believe it's God, God or some Maitreya Buddha. ”

Calvin shook his head in a hoarse voice.

"I know 'it' exists, but I know it's not God'......"

Calvin whispered. Reed reached out and grabbed his face.

Reid stared at Calvin forgivingly, and he nodded.

Then you can also call it a supernatural force. The concept of 'God' is just a self-generalization and beautification of it by human beings throughout their long history. He picked up the yellowed receipt with his fingertips and turned it around Calvin's eyes, "The power of the positive, and the power of the negative." Positive forces, we call them God or God, negative ones, we call them demons, evil spirits, ......"

The green pupils were focused on Calvin, a pool of turquoise and cold water, a deep well.

Calvin's lips twitched, and he was in a trance as he looked at Reed's handsome face.

"Something is going to happen. Calvin whispered, "I don't know what it is, but ......"

I don't know when, Calvin and Reed on the couch have been getting closer and closer.

The red deer licked Calvin in front of him with his gaze, and the fragility and purity of the angel were like sweet honey, making his body heat up little by little.

Red Deer reached out and grabbed Calvin's face, his breathing becoming rapid. Calvin's carotid arteries throbbed vigorously under the palms of his hands, and his skin was delicate and smooth, and he had no doubt that his angelic highness was equally meticulous all over—from his ears to his shoulders, to his chest, to his abdomen, and to his slender thighs......

The red deer's fingertips slid over Calvin's earlobe, and in his imagination, he had already begun to gently rub that small piece of soft, white flesh with his fingertips, and he should do this, so that Calvin's earlobe turned a lovely pink, and he leaned his mouth over and gently nibbled Calvin's earlobe with his teeth, followed by a further kiss, lips to lips, tongues intertwined, Calvin's snort......

"Hoo ......"

Red Deer swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The black beast inside him was roaring, but he gritted his teeth and calmed himself down with heavy breathing.

No, it's not time yet.

He didn't want to scare Calvin away, just as a spider wouldn't approach its prey before it was exhausted.

"You've just had a supernatural event. ”

Calvin heard the voice ringing in his ears.

His eyes widened and he saw Reed in front of him smile that could even be called hearty.

The handsome man who claimed to be a mystic snapped his fingers, and at that sound Calvin struck a jerking spirit, falling into consciousness as if he had suddenly woken up from a dream. He didn't know that his gaze drifted for a moment, and after a few seconds, he shook his head.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and sniff the smell on his body again, the wonderful ** and myrrh smell had completely disappeared. (Of course, he didn't know that this cat-like action of washing his face almost destroyed Red Deer's willpower again)

"Don't worry, it's commonplace, it's the same thing when you encounter a projection of heaven and someone else encounters a UFO. ”

Reed quickly let go of Calvin, got up from the couch, and took a few steps to the side as if he were about to run away. There was a vague sense of agitation from him. Calvin gave him a suspicious look.

"I'm glad you could trust me, but the real trouble right now is the Adventists. ”

It took another moment for Reid to turn around, rubbing his temples desperately, and then Calvin said.

Calvin was a little stunned, and he was still partially stuck in that dreamlike atmosphere, which made his thinking a little slow.

Regardless, though, it was hard for him to maintain his tension and vigilance in front of Reed. This man seems to have a special power that makes people involuntarily led by the nose.

"Wait, this is a normal thing, you know, just now you were acting like a god stick, saying those nervous things?!"

And even more damningly, Calvin himself was led into that mysterious and mysterious situation under Reed's leadership. But now, Reed tells him that it's no different from meeting a UFO?!

"I just want you to calm down and trust me a little bit by the way. ”

Reed winked at Calvin with some innocence, his eyelashes were very thick, his emerald green eyes were like a piece of pure emerald, and the smile on his lips was full of manly sensuality and teenage innocence.

Calvin admits that he was quite likable when Reed put on that playboy mask again - even though Calvin didn't like Reed's disguise.

"You were terrified, and I had to follow your concerns to let you know that I wasn't a liar...... Hey, I really don't like the way you look at me now, I repeat, I'm really not a liar!"

Reid looked almost □□ out in pain.

"I can really handle some of the things you call supernatural powers, uh, what you call paranormal events, but trust me, people are far more troublesome in the modern world than ghosts, ghosts, and aliens - I'm really experienced with that. ”

Calvin opened his mouth and said nothing. He found himself really unable to refute Reed's words. And he also admits that under the temptation of Reed,

Reed frowned and said, "It's imperative, you have to rest first." I'll find a way to get you out of town tomorrow, do you have a definite destination?"

"Nope. The definite destination is a danger to me now. ”

Calvin shook his head.

Reed clapped his hands: "Virgilli...... I remember his mother had a vacation home in her name, and it was a rather failed investment. Legend has it that there will be a large resort, but ten years later, there are only two or three huts, and in the winter there are snow closures – you can stay there for a while if you don't mind not having internet and air conditioning, and if you need to use your own engine to generate your own electricity and fire fireplace if necessary. ”

A look of hesitation appeared on Calvin's face.

Reed spoke as quickly as if he knew what he was afraid of, "There won't be any trouble, at least for me...... And Vigilly. It's a secret place, and the Adventists aren't fucking FBI, so don't worry too much. ”

"Thank you. ”

Calvin was silent for a moment before speaking slowly.

Though he was the only one who knew how fast his heart was beating under the calm exterior—he was trusting someone he had known for a short time—if every personality was a brand new person, he had only known Reed for a few hours.

Yet he was now putting himself safely in the hands of such a man.

He wished he hadn't made the wrong decision.

Reid suddenly looked back at Calvin, "You must be wondering, am I trustworthy?"

Calvin's body froze, and he looked at the other man in shock.

Reid grinned, "It's not mind reading, don't worry - it's one of my specialties as a mystic, after all, a lot of times what I have to do is try to convince an idealist that it's not their children who are messing with their kitchen, but a 'naughty ghost', and by the way, their children are already in college, and the university is located in London, England." It's really a matter of being observant, and 'reliable' is a very important quality, did you know that there is a way to exorcise people by tying them to a bed? Very few men can overcome the psychological barrier of having a black belt tie around their body, unless the person dealing with it can make them trust—"

Calvin couldn't help but frown.

"Reliable, you mean yourself?" he asked rhetorically.

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