It's been ten days since Ellie had forgotten about me.

Although I did something super idiotic in front of the whole school at that time, and although I provoked the bad behavior of the whole school, I still obediently went to class after a week of suspension.

Of course, life after going back was not easy. Not only did I get into trouble with the bad people in school, but I also became the focus of my teachers.

However, in these troubles, my classmates around me did not exclude me as before. It's just that they get along with me and maintain a normal relationship with classmates.

As for Watson? He kept swearing that I wasn't that kind of person, and I must have been in the brain at that time!

Even though I explained it to him many times, telling him that J worms don't do anything like that. But he still spread it on his own, saying that my brain was full of desire to become like that.

All in all, although the life is not good, it can barely maintain the life of the school and not reach the stage of collapse.

But.. I also never had another contact with Ellie.

When we met on the road, at the commissary, she didn't look at me again. It was as if they had completely forgotten me, and all the memories were gone.

In fact, I was already aware of it when the red thread was wrapped around my wrist unilaterally.

In that red thread is all of Elle's memories of me, all of my emotions. Maybe it robbed Ellie of her memories of me, right? Then he left all those "fates" on me, and didn't give Elle any points.

It's really an indifferent "fate".。。

Alas.

。。。。。。。。。。

At this moment.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

Under the sunset, I stood in the ancestral ruined temple and kept waving my fists. It's like those boxers are training, jumping every now and then punching.

The fists are very strong, the body is very light, and I feel a lot stronger than before.

"Boy. . . What's the use of you practicing like this? ”

Uncle Fang was yawning, lying on his side in front of the enshrined god statue, and said weakly.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

I was still sweating and waving my fists, and I didn't care about this booger god. Because I have more important things to accomplish.

I'm going to get stronger, and then kill the god of love.

After all, it may be too unreliable to fall in love everywhere and deprive others of fate or something, to protect a god of love who has never met.

Ellie, who only I know, is still in my mind, coming to life in my dreams every late night.

"Hey, are you kid out of love?"

Uncle Fang picked up the apple dedicated to the gods, wiped it on his vest, and then stuffed it into his mouth and ate it.

"Nope."

My waving fist stopped, and I looked at Uncle Fang with an unhappy expression. This god of boogers, if you don't help me, forget it, and you're still chattering over there to death. It's annoying, why should I remember something that I'm not happy about?

"You can't kill a god like this, even the most rubbish god can crush you with his fingers."

Uncle Fang chewed on the apple and glanced at me. The way he looked at me was like a fearless ant, it chilled me.

“。。。。”

Looking down at my clenched white fist, I sighed slightly.

Of course, I know that I can't kill gods, but if I don't do anything, won't I get farther and farther away from the goal of killing gods?

"You can always do it if you stick to it."

Without thinking about it any more, I inhaled hard and sweated once again.

The left hook is a false move, the right hook is a hard blow, an instant crouch block, and then an uppercut. My immature combos have been used with ease in three days of training.

"Can you always do it if you stick to it? Ha ha! You're kidding me, aren't you? ”

Uncle Fang sneered, squirted the unfinished apple in his mouth, and then jumped down from the altar and walked to my side.

"Whew! Didn't you say that? When I look at the goal, is that when I get stronger?! ”

Throwing a punch again, I imagined that I was beating this Uncle Fang violently, and my fist became more powerful.

"I said so many things that I forgot them."

Uncle Fang buttoned his ears and looked at me with a bored expression. That day was obviously what he said by himself, but he didn't expect to forget it today, and he was really a rotten adult.

"Whew! Call! Call! ”

I frowned tightly and kept throwing my fists, completely unnecessary.

Now I don't want to think about anything, and this simple exercise is much easier than falling in love. At least.. You don't have to see Elle's tearful face anymore, the back of her lonely fist, and... Carrying her memories, she walked alone herself.

"Boy, after all, you want to get stronger, right?"

Uncle Fang saw that I didn't mean to pay attention to him at all, and after a while, he suddenly rushed to me and asked me.

"It's none of your business."

I want to be strong enough to kill the god of love, and then go on with my normal life. However, I didn't want to listen to Uncle Fang's advice at all.

"Yo? It's none of my business, right? Why did you call me, boy? ”

Uncle Fang had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly jumped between my waving fists.

“！！”

Slightly stunned, my fist stopped in front of Uncle Fang's nose.

"It's okay, I know you're going to want to beat me up."

Uncle Fang stood in front of me and hooked his fingers, motioning for me to continue swinging his fists.

I gritted my teeth and slammed him in the shoulder. Anyway, this booger god told me to hit him, and if I don't hit him, I won't hit him.

But before my fist hit his shoulder, his shoulder shook back slightly, dodging my fist.

It's not to dodge! It's just that I have a mediocre ability of foresight, and I have avoided it the moment I punch!!

After a moment's pause, I quickened the speed of my punch. The continuous straight hooks kept swinging, whether it was a combination punch or a random fight, in short, the speed of my fists was also dazzling.

But..

Uncle Fang moved slightly every time, and then dodged his fist, and he couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

"Little brother Si Chen, didn't you call me over? Why don't you speak? ”

Uncle Fang said with a smile on his face, dodging left and right.

"Damn!"

With a sip, I sped up my fist again, even with my feet.

Uncle Fang was right, I called him over before. Although I knew that he would only taunt me, and I didn't like him, I still somehow trusted him.

How can I say it, I hate it but I think I can rely on it, right?

"Forget it, you can't kill a god if you practice like this for 10,000 years."

Seeing that I still didn't speak, Uncle Fang finally took a step back and withdrew from the attack range of my fist. And I was panting and half-crouching on the ground, glaring at him with some anger.

"Si Chen, you still don't know how to become stronger, right?"

Uncle Fang looked into my eyes and asked seriously.

"I don't know."

I shook my head, this method of becoming a god and becoming stronger, I guess I can't even find it on the Internet, right?

"I don't know."

Uncle Fang nodded and continued:

"The fastest-growing god among the gods is the god of war. The god of war only needs to hunt all kinds of creatures with godheads, such as demons and monsters or other gods, to become powerful. And the Zongzheng family is also your family, and what you just have is the divinity of the god of war.

The people of your family, or since your ancestors, have followed the path of the god of war. Endless killing, endless plundering, gain endless godhead, and become stronger.

If Si Chen, you are really ready to kill the God of Love, I suggest that you start killing the God of Love now. Grow into a true god of war who can surpass your fathers, then slay the god of love and let it reincarnate. ”

Uncle Fang's expression was very serious, and he couldn't see the slightest deception at all. But for some reason, there was an inexplicable contempt in his eyes when he looked at me.

That contemptuous look seemed to be saying to me: Zongzheng Si Chen, you are not very kind, why don't you want to kill the gods? Have you decided to give up the goodness in your heart now? Litter.

My heart pounded.

Whether it is a dream or a reflection that I once thought, it suddenly reappears in my mind.

I said I wanted to be the god of love, but I gave up because I was too tired and uncomfortable?

“。。。。”

Looking at Uncle Fang in silence, I felt that I was starting to feel a little confused.

Carrying memories and changing myself, I have already adapted to the fights caused by bad things in school. But even after adapting to this struggle, I still fantasize about "kindness" and fantasizing about sticking to what I once said was "good".

I don't want to be hurt, but I want to be the god of love, isn't this the same as wanting to do well in exams without studying?

Maybe Uncle Fang is right, I'm also a rotten person, right?

"Squeak"

Reflecting on these things in his heart, the wooden door of the broken temple behind him made a noise, as if someone was coming.

"Oh~It seems to be a little sister who came a few days ago~"

Uncle Fang had an inexplicable playful smile on his face, and he always felt that he had some kind of conspiracy.

Glancing at Uncle Fang with disdain, I was about to look back to see who would come to my house for such a broken temple, but I heard a familiar voice sound from outside the wooden door.

"Hello, is there anyone inside? Last time, my mother.。。 Oh no! I didn't see anyone when I came, so I'll visit again today. ”

“！！”

Listening to the familiar voice sounding from outside the door, I looked at Uncle Fang in a panic, just trying to find a place to hide quickly.

But before I could find a suitable hiding place, Elle had already walked through the wooden door into the small temple. And Uncle Fang, who was beside me, had already walked towards Ai Li with a smile on his face and said:

"Hello little sister, are you here to feed? Today, the temple is on sale, with five apples and ten pears! ”

。。。

The corners of my eyes twitched, and I once again scolded this stinky and shameless uncle in my heart.