"Xiao Sichen, maybe you don't know."

After greeting the uncle, Grandpa stood up and walked over to me. He patted me on the shoulder, as kind as when he told me stories when he was a child, and said slowly:

"We, the Sect Rulers, have always shouldered the heavy responsibility of defending world peace. Our first ancestor was a disciple of Fang Zhenshen, Zong Zhengquan. ”

Depend on! How I didn't know!

"And the men and women of our family will receive the inheritance of the divinity of their ancestors and carry the burden of saving the world. It's like what grandpa did. ”

"Grandpa, are you saving the world?" I looked at my grandfather, who was lost in thought, and asked with a confused expression.

"Yes. . . Grandpa is often away from home in order to save the world. Didn't fulfill the responsibility of a good father and a good grandfather. Alas.. ”

Grandpa sighed, and the melancholy look on his face made me believe what he said a little. But! But! How could I accept such a miraculous reversal of life?! After all, I have always been a staunch atheist since I was a child!

And besides, the average seventeen-year-old high school student, the normal reversal of life, shouldn't it be that he is actually a super-rich second generation? Or is my mom and dad who are abroad all the year round actually some kind of super scientist? Where would anyone suddenly know that they are actually tasked with saving the world?!

I don't want to do this thankless thing at all! Damn it!

"Grandpa. . . Although I trust you a lot. ”

I lowered my head in embarrassment and said embarrassedly:

"But... I don't believe in this inexplicable and wonderful thing. You see.. Isn't our family just an ordinary middle-class family? Except that you travel almost all year round, our family is a very ordinary family, isn't it? ”

With a yearning for an ordinary life, I raised my head and looked at my grandfather with expectant eyes. Although I don't want my grandfather to have these fantasies because he is about to get Alzheimer's or is brainwashed by some SN club. But rather than if it was true, I wished that my grandfather lied to me that I was going to save the world.

Hearing what I said, my grandfather was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed my arm with both hands, for some reason my grandfather's strength seemed to be much greater than usual, and my arm that was grabbed was a little painful.

"Xiao Si Chen! Of course, our Zongzheng family is not an ordinary family! ”

Grandpa's eyes were like torches, and he looked me straight in the eye, so that I could not question what he was desperate for me to confess, and then said aloud:

"Xiao Sichen, think about it! Have you ever seen someone whose ancestral thing is a broken temple!! ”

“。。。。。”

At this moment, even if I couldn't see my own expression, I knew that I must be looking at my grandfather in front of me with dead fish eyes. Damn it! Even he himself admits that this is a broken temple!

Looking at my grandfather's sincere eyes, I also gave up my rejection of this matter a little. Whether it's true or not, what Grandpa said is really not wrong.

Where would anyone leave to their children and grandchildren, a ruined temple that no one worships at all!

"Still, I'm not convinced."

I took a step back and looked at my grandfather and whispered. It was also at this time that the obscene uncle, who had been standing next to me, suddenly came forward and said to me:

"Descendants of Zongzheng, if you still don't want to believe it, then I can only let you see the future of this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, his index finger pressed against my forehead and tapped it lightly.

I just felt as if I had been pushed by something, and my body fell sharply, falling into the darkness. It was a darkness where there was nothing, there was no light, no gravity, no air, everything was nothing.

Then, for a moment, my eyes suddenly opened up again.

A barren landscape came into view. It was as if I was floating in the air, with no people under my feet, no popularity, and as lonely as a dead city. I recognized where I had lived, and I recognized the high school I was in, and everything that was familiar was in tatters, without the noise of the past.

"This is the world in a hundred years."

Uncle's voice suddenly came from behind me, and there was a trace of regret and indifference in his voice.

“！”

I looked back in surprise to see a heroic man who was almost exactly the same as the middle-aged uncle, looking at me calmly.

A strand of red hair stood out in his black hair. His pupils were as red as if they were stained with blood, and they were scarlet. The whole person was majestic, revealing a bloodthirsty battle intent, which made me inexplicably rise from a kind of surrender in my heart.

Depend on! Where are you hiding this dress? Sunflower inside!

"This is my god form, and you will have it in the future."

Uncle said to me as if he knew what I was wondering about (he didn't know at all). Then after a pause, he continued:

"If you are the god of love in this world, you still lead the red line to the wrong place. Then in a hundred years, there will be no more humans in this world. ”

To be honest, after seeing this bleak world, my heart seemed to be weighted heavily, making me have to face up to everything my grandfather said, as well as the identity of this uncle.

"What is the god of love and the red line?"

After thinking for a while, I asked my uncle.

"The god who rules the intercourse of love is the god of love. The red line is the line that pulls the fate between people. Your god of love has drawn the fate of love to calcium. ”

When he said this, a few black lines unconsciously appeared on the uncle's face, but he soon went on to say to me:

"There will be no children if you stir calcium, so the world will be destroyed because there is no new life."

"Uh... So what to do? ”

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the kisses of my classmates in the morning class. Friends of the same sex are doing blushing and heartbeat-making behaviors, and even my friend Watson has changed his appearance, which is indeed a bit too abnormal.

"Kill the god of love, let the god of love reincarnate."

My uncle looked at me calmly and said something that I couldn't understand as a high school student. Kill the god of love? Don't say killing gods, I haven't even killed chickens!

But the uncle didn't know what I was thinking, so he just went on to say to himself:

"As a martial god family, the power of the older generation has weakened. You, as a descendant of new possibilities, must take up this responsibility to prevent the destruction of your world. ”

"Uncle. . . Wait.. ”

I interrupted my uncle's words uneasily, and asked with some restraint:

"What if... After the reincarnation of the god of love, what should I do if I still like to stir calcium? There is such a possibility, right? ”

"Possibly. So when the time comes, kill it again, and kill it until the god of love can maintain the normal development of society. ”

There was a terrifying murderous aura in the uncle's tone, and I only felt that he seemed to have turned into a demon king for a moment, which was chilling. But the murderous aura was only fleeting, and he quickly regained his calm appearance.

“。。。。”

I looked at my uncle hesitantly, not knowing what to say. Killing a cat or a dog already makes humans feel uncomfortable, let alone killing "gods" over and over again? Maybe someone can do it, but for me, an ordinary person who only thinks about the ordinary and living his life in peace, I absolutely can't do it.

Thinking of this, I lowered my head and looked at the deserted city, and the heaviness in my heart increased a little. If everyone liked to stir calcium, that kind of world must be painful, right?

"Is there no other way?"

I looked up at my uncle's crimson eyes and asked. He must have brought contact lenses, right? It's so obscene!

"Nope. Only let the god of love reincarnate. ”

Uncle's answer was firm, and I think he might have done something similar.

Silent..

Silent..

Silent..

If I could, I would just go back thirty minutes now, before I was in the temple. Even if it's back to the time of the exam, even if it's back to when I was beaten up by that Ellie. As long as it is not like now, the three views of the past seventeen years have been subverted, and such strange things have been put on the table.

After thinking about it for a long, long time, the complicated thoughts in my head slowly became blank, as if a tendon was suddenly wrong, I suddenly raised my head and asked my uncle:

"What if... What about becoming the god of love myself? ”

——The end of the preface to "Si Chen wants to become the god of love"——

(For the record: there are no anti-homophobic tendencies in this article, nor any pro-homophobic tendencies, and I remain neutral.) Readers who have read the previous novel will know my point of view, so please don't think too much about it, thank you. ）