It was normal for butterflies to chase the scent of flowers, so when the two butterflies slid through the ice-stained glass window like a void and landed lightly on the stamens of golden wheat, the man in the white coat simply smiled at the tiny creature in welcome, and then quietly grabbed the back of the Maine's neck to keep it away from the vase with the perfume lily.

"Old man, don't pounce on everything, play with your ball of yarn."

There was a chuckle in the air, more and more butterflies broke through the window, the window was clear and clean as if a rain of petals had fallen, the shimmering phosphorus wings outlined the youthful outline and warm eyebrows in the air, he looked at the big cat with teeth and grinning with a curious and envious look, eager to try.

The man pinched the Maine's thick pad and discussed, "Old man, be polite to the guest, how about letting him touch your fur?" ”

Facing the big cat's reluctant eyes, Thoth was flattered and stroked two handfuls of slippery cat hair, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "It's so good, my mother doesn't allow me to keep a cat." ”

"My mother is very fond of cats," the man said with a look of nostalgia on his face, "Sometimes I talk to her on the phone, and she holds her paw to press my face across the screen, and I even think that cats are her own son." ”

"That's good." Thoth pouted childishly, "My mother can always find all kinds of reasons, what playthings are discouraged, what is not energetic to add water and food, what cat hair is not good for children, and there are bacteria on cats that can make children sick...... She's thinking too far! ”

The Creator chuckled, "Have you never imagined that you would have a child one day?" ”

"I'm only nineteen years old, and I'm going to get old when I think this kind of problem!"

"Do you prefer boys or girls? I mean, if you have a child of your own someday. ”

"In fact, it doesn't matter if you are male or female, it mainly depends on your personality, and there are advantages to being lively and introverted." Thoth struggled for a moment, and finally said, "Why don't you want two?" It doesn't matter if one is lively and naughty, the other is quiet and sensible, the lively child can play with the quiet child, and the quiet child can make the lively child less troublesome. ”

"Makes sense."

This is the end of the gossip, and the next is the time of the occult lessons, and the mystery of the blasphemy of the slate is revealed in a chatter-like tone on a rare sunny day in the snowy fields, and I don't know how long it will take for Thoth's spirit to be touched.

"I'm sorry, it seems that someone outside the dream called me, so I withdrew first."

"Goodbye."

The dream butterfly is gently held up by the sun, and the sunlight returns it to reality.

On January 3, the second year of the Creator's calendar, a new content was added to the "Feast of the Creation".

"The angel of fantasy is the firstborn son of the Lord, and the Lord says that in the distant future, you will be the savior of all living beings."

"The Angel of Time is the second son of the Lord, and the Lord says, Thou art the god of cunning, the god of mischief, and the light of the end times."

The conqueror and the voyeur looked at each other, squatting and sitting. Medici looked at the little peep's head trapped in the haystack, and the upper and lower eyelids exchanged fiercely, but with his spiritual instincts, he could barely recognize who he was and shouted "Mistress Medici" angrily, and Medici quietly pressed the phrase "Get up, it's very wet here" back to the tip of his tongue and replaced, "Move me somewhere." ”

Thoth moved a meter or so to the left or right in a blur, and the tall Medici leaned against the other half of the haystack, because the ground that had never dried thoroughly in the showers was gradually dried by a warm current that was stable but would not ignite any of the grass stalks, which reminded Thoth of the electric blanket necessary for winter, and couldn't help but sigh silently: "The hunter is so easy to use······ The power of fire and frost is perfect for a heater or air conditioner·······"

"Forehead······ Belch? ”

"······ this breath?"

"Mistress Medici?!"

"Finally sober?"

Thoth wiped two handfuls of saliva very quickly, and the beetle that had been lying on top of his head fluttered its wings on his soft black hair, and Medici took advantage of the moment when the other man looked down and grabbed the guy like a swift wind and threw him away.

"Although today is the Sabbath, how to rest is also your own business, but it is too lacking in vitality to sleep so dead before noon, right?" Medici looked at him with a smile, "The Lord says that the meaning of life is movement, especially for a young boy like you. ”

Thoth stopped talking, saying that he used to be quite energetic, but his roommate would sleep until half past ten on Saturdays and Sundays, and then send a message asking for lunch. In fact, he is not an idle character, if it was before, he could go to the movies on weekends, sit in a café, have a good meal, play badminton, and occasionally contract a little "ghostwriting English homework" business...... If you really don't want to move, it's also great to snuggle up in a chair and play with your phone.

But in this world, there are really few means of entertainment! It's nothing more than listening to music, drinking, eating meat, wrestling wrists, dancing or something...... And most of it happens at bonfires. It's not that Thoth doesn't like bonfires or the warm and beautiful girls, but he needs a little time to entertain himself, which is a habit when he was still "Monber".

Thoth hurriedly humbly asked: "What are you doing on the Sabbath like a young man of my age?" ”

"Your age...... Medici touched his chin and looked at him for a moment, "I guess I'm busy talking about love." Redmond, you know, right? The guy was afraid that he would die on the battlefield, his wife would become a widow, and his children would become orphans, so he never dared to get married. Now that the war is over, he begins one affair after another at a bonfire. ”

"Ha, this mentality is understandable......"

"No, you don't understand." Medici's eyes tinged with hatred, "While others are busy holding the girl's hand at the bonfire, you're just tearing off the largest piece of roasted whole lamb — as if you hadn't eaten enough." Honestly, was it the Red of War who abused you? ”

"Ahaha...... How so. "The logistics of the Legion have always been in place, and nothing will be missing from the soldiers to eat in one bite, but Thoth always felt that the taste was too light, and the roasted whole sheep with a lot of spices was just what he wanted.

"Forget it, if you're not interested in dancing, go to the market."

"Bazaar?" Thoth was stunned for a moment, after three months of military life, he had almost forgotten the concept of "shopping".

"Until June 1 of this year, the merits accumulated on the battlefield can be exchanged for goods directly in the market, don't you know?"

Thoth blinked twice, and quickly stood up.

"Mistress Medici, let me take my leave."