The wind of the Noaa Desert swept through the unique loneliness of the desert and rushed into the General's mansion, and the glass windows were cracked open by the wind. The curtains flip up and down in the wind, and Fluttershy lifts (shēn) to soothe the restless curtains, and when she turns back, she meets the General's bright eyes.

"The wind was strong and blew the window open."

The general Qi (shēn) hugs Fluttershy from behind, and she feels that Fluttershy's body is undulating evenly, the wind and sand are continuous, and the loneliness between the two of them grows like weeds after the rain. The General uses his own means to keep Fluttershy at his side, but the loneliness makes the General restless.

"Fluttershy, do you want to go?"

Fluttershy looks at the general behind the mirror with a carved look in her eyes, and says in a sneering voice.

"No, I'll be here with you all the time."

The General's grip on Fluttershy's dress gets harder, and her nails seem eager to pierce Fluttershy's (shēn) body, and she hides behind Fluttershy and laughs. Fluttershy in the mirror looks like a monster with four hands, two withered and two white and tender. Fluttershy gently touches the white hands around her waist and smiles miserably.

"There's a wind coming in."

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and the bodyguard said outside.

"General, the questioner is here."

"I see."

The General loosens Fluttershy's grip and steps to her side, taking her hand to the dresser.

"Comb my hair."

Fluttershy stands behind the General and gently brushes her waist-length hair with a comb, and the General looks at Fluttershy behind her with interest.

"At that time, I would go to the town with my mother every day to fetch water, listening to the sound of water rolling on the fire, and my mother would wash my hair from the ends to the roots with soap, and finally help me comb my hair like you. She once said that every strand of hair is a troubles in life, although you don't want to provoke but you can't avoid taboos, whenever this time should be washed with water, although the troubles are there, they are full of refreshment. At that time, I didn't know what torment was. ”

Fluttershy sets the comb aside and expertly weaves two beautiful, languid braids.

"Alright."

shogunqi (shēn) looked in the mirror with his back and smiled with satisfaction.

"You're as good as my mother's."

Fluttershy looks out the window at the wind and sand and seems to change direction. The general winked at the guard at the door, and the guard walked into the room with a shè (note). The tingling of the shè device doesn't pull Fluttershy's gaze back out the window, and they follow the wind and sand until they are tired. The guard carries the fainted Fluttershy back to her (chuáng), her hands clasped together on her abdomen, her white legs placed together, and she is now at the mercy of an object and as mysterious as an ancient corpse lying in a sand coffin that has not rotted for thousands of years. The guards cut off her connection to the outside world from the outside, and the wind and sand put down the loneliness and turned the peak back from the horizon with poignancy and cold arrogance.

The general walked to the meeting room, and the questioner was looking up at the general's most (ài) "The Fall of the Rebel Angel", and the general stood aside and asked.

"Do you like it?"

The questioner looked at the painting intently and said lightly.

"Those who profess justice are always so high, and those who deviate from their will are called degenerate, and are they degraded by the will of the present (xìng) or by the will of another profession?"

The general smiled faintly and said.

"There is no difference in the eyes of the righteous, and to fall is to fall. Whether you deserve to be redeemed or not, the first level is always judgment. ”

"Behold the holy and mighty wings of Michael's feathers, and the fallen angels who have lost their wings are no different from mortals."

"Could it be that what you're doing now is to give those mortals wings?"

The questioner shook his head.

"I'm not a fallen angel, and I'm not a flaunter like Michael."

"Oh, you're going to be the Creator."

"I want to be the rib of the Creator, to have the divine power of the Creator but not to bind others."

The general frowned slightly and said.

"Bondage is also (ài)."

"So you're the Creator."

The general moved to the sofa next to him and asked the questioner to sit down, and the two sat opposite each other, and the general ordered his subordinates to serve tea and said.

"What did you come to me for?"

"I want to seal the ice."

The general's hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air, and the fragrance of the tea only remained on the tip of her nose, she put down the teacup and said.

"You know my temper."

"So if I don't have some preparation, I won't easily come to the door."

The general's men whispered in her ear.

"We're already surrounded."

"You threaten me with your 'people'?"

The general smiled. I will only borrow it for a while, and he (rì) will pay it back. ”

"What is the purpose of you borrowing the ice of the world from me at this time?"

The questioner puts the teacup back in its place, and the suspended tea leaves slowly fall to the bottom of the cup.

"If you could control time, when would you like to go back to?"

The general smiled faintly and said.

"I wouldn't have such boring extravagant expectations. I don't want to change the past, I don't want to predict the future, and I don't even want to think about what to do with this cup of tea when it cools. ”

"So what's the point of having everything you have now? You might as well be a beggar trying to survive. ”

"Beggars? Which of us is not a beggar? Are you superior to others with countless assets and fine clothes? Those are just what you give back in return, and the beggar is never defined by what you have, but what you give. ”

"In that case, please ask the general to lend me the Sealed World Ice."

"And what will you give?"

"I can give you all I have."

"Those things don't make sense, I want you to be mine, like Fluttershy."

The questioner replied without thinking.

"No problem."

The general said to the people next to him.

"Take her to get the Sealing World Ice."

The questioner said to the general.

"I'll definitely come back to you with the Sealed World Ice then."

"Yang Yue, the name is more suitable for you than the questioner."

Yang Yue's eyes suddenly dimmed as he looked at the questioner, and said.

"That's exactly what I set out to change."

After Yang Yue left, the general looked at the "Fall of the Rebellious Angel" and said to himself.

"I don't care what happens to the world, like it never cared about me."

Yang Yue took Feng Shi Hanbing and sat on the plane back overlooking the earth, she also didn't care about what the world would become, but she had the crazy ambition that the general didn't have. She wanted to create a world where there was no death, where all people were equal. Yang Yue herself forgot when she started to become so stubborn, it was born? Or after Wang Diwan's torture, or the night when he knew about his own (shēn) death. Yang Yue didn't intend to retaliate against anyone, nor did she intend to make enemies with anyone, everyone was no different in her eyes. It's not so much revenge on someone as it is revenge on the world, on the naturally snobbish Creator.

The only thing that makes Yang Yue can't let go is Su Kang, she doesn't have (ài) for Su Kang, and when she enjoys Su Kang's kindness to her, it is difficult to capture the warmth from it, but she is used to having him. Or maybe she thinks that such a self does not deserve to have ordinary and luxurious (ài). When they were immersed in the affairs of men and women, Yang Yue's body (shēn) was the first to react sensitively, and it turned out that she was not sluggish, but she was unwilling to open her heart easily.

Yang Yue's countless sighs on the plane did not alleviate the worries in her heart at all, Qiman had already been caught by Fang Fan and the others, she was neither surprised nor angry. In her eyes, Qiman is sometimes a bosom partner, sometimes a venting tool, and sometimes a dog wagging her tail and begging for mercy. For a period of time, she was used to smashing the resentment and dissatisfaction in her heart at Qiman, and Yang Yue seemed to be more willing to show her true self in the face of her.

"Here we are."

Lin Geng has been waiting at the airport for a long time, after Qiman was arrested, Lin Geng naturally took the position, he not only governed Wanyou Island impressively, but even made a new breakthrough on the basis of Qiman's original, Yang Yue looked at him differently.

As soon as Yang Yue got off the plane, Lin Geng hurriedly greeted him and said with a happy face.

"You've worked hard all the way."

Yang Yue said coldly.

"Are you coming, is there something wrong?"

"I'll report to you, all the preparations are in place."

"Go ahead. The Sealed Ice is on the plane, and you send someone to transport it to Wanyou Island, where I will begin the ceremony in two days. ”

"Understood, understood."

After that, Lin Geng ordered his subordinates to transport the sealed cold ice to the cathedral, and then Yang Yue asked.

"Have you laid out the road ahead?"

"Everything has been done according to your instructions, and in the future, the islands of all sizes with Wanyou Island as the center will become their habitat."

"Very well, you can go."

"Then I'll take my leave."

Lin Geng took the sealed cold ice back to Wanyou Island. Yang Yue took out the phone and called Su Kang and said.

"Hey, I'm back, I'm exhausted. Will you pick me up? ”

Su Kang said with a gentle smile on the other end of the phone.

"Then you wait for me at the airport, don't run around."

"Got it."

Yang Yue went to the RV to change into the clothes she usually wore, and became the little clever ghost who had no quarrel with the world and was pitiful, and she ordered her subordinates to leave and sat bored on the suitcase shaking her legs. About half an hour later, Su Kang rushed over, and Yang Yue jumped into Su Kang's arms and complained.

"Why are you here? I'm dying of hunger. ”

"I'll be here after hanging up, and we'll go home for dinner."

Yang Yue said to Nunu in the suitcase at his feet.

"Yo, you help me with my luggage."

After finishing speaking, he buried his head in Su Kang's arms as a scoundrel. Fortunately, Su Kang's arm is a robotic arm that can hold Yang Yue in one hand and pull the suitcase in the other. Yang Yue asked, smelling the smell of oil smoke on the su kang (shēn).

"What are you doing for me?"

"Guess."

Yang Yue bit Su Kang's shoulder and said.

"Don't guess, you say."

Su Kang moved his bitten shoulder and said.

"The scallion pancake you eat the most."

Yang Yue buried her head in Su Kang's arms again, and she felt as if she was smiling, but she didn't seem to be smiling. My heart seems to be warm, but it still seems to be so cold. After getting into the car, Yang Yue leaned his head on Su Kang's shoulder, and Su Kang asked.

"Tired?"

Yang Yue nodded slightly, and Su Kang then asked.

"Is there anything fun going out this time?"

Yang Yue suddenly pressed his chin on Su Kang's shoulder, and looked at Su Kang with a pair of big eyes, Su Kang actually blushed a little and asked.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"How long do you think we'll be together?"

"What's wrong with you? Ask such a strange question. ”

"You say."

Su Kang thought for a moment, and then said with great certainty.

"We will not be separated until the end of the world (rì)."

Yang Yue was shocked, and then asked.

"What if one day you found out that I wasn't what you thought I was?"

"You're not what I thought you were anymore."

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

"When you ignored me (ài) before, I thought you were a cold goddess, and after I came into contact with you, I found out that you were a female nerve who couldn't take care of herself in life."

Su Kang laughed after finishing speaking, and Yang Yue pinched him hard (xiōng) and said.

"Do you dislike me?"

"How is it possible, I finally chased you down, how could I dislike you?"

Yang Yue muttered in a low voice.

"Someday it will."

"What did you say?"

Yang Yue sat up suddenly, then gestured in an old anime (shēn) posture and shouted.

"Sailor Moon becomes (shēn), on behalf of the moon to punish you."

Su Kang laughed.

"You're not stupid. Sit down, the driver will laugh at you. ”

The driver also laughed and said.

"You two are so sweet."

Yang Yue blushed and snuggled into Su Kang's arms again, smelling the fragrance of the scallion pancakes on his (shēn) and suddenly felt relieved. Yang Yue's nose suddenly soured, but she restrained her tears in time, just like before, to prevent it from flooding wildly. At this time, the fear in Yang Yue's heart was tearing her away from Su Kang's embrace, she should not indulge in this gentle face (qíng) embrace, blood and hatred should be her belonging.

After a while, Su Kang gently patted Yang Yue's shoulder and said softly.

"Girl, I'm home."

Yang Yue rubbed his eyes and looked at Su Kang's smiling face, he had just fallen asleep unconsciously. That's right, only in Su Kang's arms can she experience the long-lost sense of steadiness. Yang Yue stretched out his hand to Su Kang, and Su Kang said with a smile.

"I took the elevator when I went in, and I didn't want to walk after a few steps?"

Yang Yuesa (jiāo) shook his head and said.

"No, I just want you to hug me."

The driver in the front row smiled and said with a smile.

"It turns out that my tigress also sprinkled like this when she was young."

Yang Yue's face suddenly flushed, and just as she was about to flee the scene, the light incense on Su Kang (shēn) had already reached her nose, and she whispered an exclamation.

"I really can't help you, go home and eat scallion pancakes."

When he entered the door, the fragrance of scallion pancakes came to his face, and Yang Yue couldn't wait to run to the dining table and was just about to start with the scallion pancakes when Su Kang said him.

"Go wash your hands first."

Yang Yue arched her nose and walked into the bathroom unwillingly, and the sound of running water from the faucet reflected Yang Yue's thoughts. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled miserably. Su Kang shouted outside.

"Washed? The scallion pancakes are going to get cold. ”

"Here we are."

Yang Yue combed the hair scattered on her forehead and walked to the dining table, the scallion pancakes on the table were bubbling with bursts of (rè), and the fragrance of shallots dominated the taste buds before the shredded cakes. Su Kang looked at Yang Yue's gobbling up and asked.

"Girl, when are you going to meet my parents?"

Yang Yue's hand suddenly stopped and said.

"See your parents?"

"That's right. I think it's almost time to settle our business. ”

"I... I'm not ready. ”

Su Kang's face was a little unsightly, but he said immediately.

"Oh... No, it doesn't matter. There's no hurry, I'm just talking casually, you don't have to take it to heart. ”

After that, Su Kang took a sip of egg drop soup absentmindedly, and suddenly smacked his tongue and said.

"Scalded me."

Yang Yue looked at Su Kang's embarrassed appearance and laughed and said.

"Why are you so careless?"

Then he went to the kitchen and poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Su Kang, saying.

"Rinse your mouth."

Su Kang took the warm water and pulled Yang Yue into his arms, and said softly.

"Girl, I miss you so much."

A blush rose up his cheeks, and he said shyly.

"I haven't finished my meal yet."

"You've eaten so much."

Yang Yue hammered in front of Sukang (xiōng).

"Bad guys."

Su Kang picked up Yang Yue and walked into the bedroom, and after the joy of fish and water, Yang Yue lay in Su Kang's arm and said.

"I want to be like this for the rest of my life."

"Then I don't have to die of exhaustion?"

"If you don't like it, you can say no."

"I like it, how can I not like it."

Then Su Kang asked tentatively.

"Then you agree to see my parents?"

Yang Yue raised her index finger and pressed it on Su Kang's lips and smiled evilly.

"I'm not ready."

Then he ran into the bathroom wrapped in a quilt (chuáng) with a grin, and Su Kang asked loudly as he lay on his back (chuáng).

"My friend gets married in two days, can you come with me?"

Yang Yue poked her head out of the bathroom and asked.

"What day is it?"

Su Kang looked at his phone and said.

"The day after tomorrow."

Yang Yue's heart trembled, isn't the day after tomorrow the time to hold a ceremony on Wanyou Island? Said ashamedly.

"I'm afraid it won't work that day."

Su Kang dragged his head and propped his elbow on (chuáng), looked at Yang Yue and said.

"Okay then."

Su Kang has long been accustomed to Yang Yue's refusal, but he still has a trace of suspicion in his heart about Yang Yue, who has repeatedly shirked, but even if he doesn't want to make Yang Yue feel embarrassed, complex (qíng) emotions are intertwined back and forth in his heart, which may be the humility and compromise in (ài). Yang Yue returned to the chuáng, pulled Su Kang's arm and said.

"I'm sorry..."

Su Kang immediately interrupted Yang Yue's words and said.

"Stop, if the apology is useful, then why do you want me as a police officer."

Yang Yue sat up suddenly, pretending to be bullied, curled up in the corner and asked timidly.

"And what do you want?"

"Hey, I think..."

With that, Su Kang pressed Yang Yue under (shēn) like a hungry tiger pounced, and gently lifted her chin with her right hand, and said.

"I'm a policeman, you've been surrounded by mine, lay down your arms and hand over your heart, I'm going to eat you."

Su Kang's lips were lightly imprinted on Yang Yue's lips, and although he tried to convince himself to choose to believe, the uneasiness in his heart was still growing, and now only in this way could he be sure that Yang Yue still belonged to him. He slowly leaned his head into Yang Yue's ear and said.

"I'm good (ài) you."

Yang Yue's heavy gasp turned into the most beautiful answer to Su Kang. Afterwards, Su Kang fell asleep, and Yang Yue helped him cover the quilt and gently put it down (chuáng). The scallion pancakes on the table were already cold, Yang Yue pulled out a chair and sat at the dining table, pressing her fingers on the scallion pancakes slightly, and muttered to herself.

"Will your heart be as cold as this?"

She was bored lying on the dining table, emptying her brain. Salty tears slid to her lips and then down the cracks, and she no longer forced herself to control the already overflowing qíng. The sound of sobbing disturbed the messenger of the night's path, who looked through the window with its scythe. Yang Yue took out an SG-02 note (shè) device from her bag, and then looked at Su Kang in her sleep. The moment she walked into the bedroom with the shè device, the messenger of the underworld had raised its (yīn) scythe.