I didn’t know before, but now I know.

This is God.

He Fang looked up embarrassedly, thinking about how to greet him, but suddenly he saw the statue of the Holy Lord crying.

He cried very sadly.

It was clearly a sculpture, but He Fang seemed to recall the Holy Lord crying and gasping for breath because of a misunderstanding. He was suddenly at a loss and panicked.

"You... don't cry, if there is anything, we can talk slowly, don't cry..." He Fang was extremely nervous, and her perfect face with tears in her eyes was too shocking. At this moment, He Fang felt extremely guilty and couldn't help but comfort her. "Is it a mission? Is there another disaster somewhere? Or is it that the nightmare beast attacked humans again? Or is it that you are just in a bad mood? Is it because I didn't send you a message? But haven't I sent you any recently? Why are you crying today? Is it because something went wrong outside? Is there a plague?"

He Fang said a lot and his brain was exhausted, but when facing the Holy Lord, He Fang found that he spoke very fluently without any lag at all.

He Fang was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that his familiarity with the Holy Lord was enough to resist his inner anxiety and fear.

But even though he was so anxious, the Holy Lord still kept crying. He Fang was in a panic and accidentally opened his daily tasks.

A sentence appeared on the task.

Mandatory mission: Comfort the crying Lord (Please offer your precious kiss to comfort the Lord).

He Fang was stunned. This is... sad. Does she have to be kissed to stop crying?

He Fang was a little embarrassed, but thinking about the coquettish Saint's past image, he felt it was natural and there was no sense of incongruity.

After struggling for a long time, He Fang finally took off his shoes, climbed up the huge statue skillfully, stood on its shoulders, put his hands on its cheeks, and kissed the corners of its eyes.

The touch of their lips felt wet and cool. He Fang blinked, but saw that the statue of the Holy Lord had stopped crying and was now very silent.

"Are you feeling better? Don't be sad. If there is anything, we can talk slowly." He Fang patted the statue of the Holy Lord and comforted him in a low voice.

On He Fang's daily task box, a line of words appeared: 'You haven't wanted to see me for a long time. I delivered food to you, but you didn't see me.'

He Fang's expression froze, and he scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I was just a little confused."

He Fang thought that he didn't know how to face the Holy Lord, but he didn't expect that he had actually been able to face the Holy Lord very well. Now in front of the Holy Lord, he was not panicked at all.

However, the task box appeared again: 'Why is everything getting better, but our relationship is getting worse?'

Seeing such questioning, He Fang felt even more guilty. He comforted the Holy Lord: "No, it's not true, really, we have always been fine."

Quest box: 'Will you see me now?'

He Fang was stunned for a moment, but finally smiled helplessly, leaned on the Holy Lord's shoulder, and took a deep breath.

--good.

Perhaps, we can start with the Holy Lord as before.

Little by little, re-engage everyone.

He didn't want to keep the people he cared about waiting any longer.

Task box: 'I'll bring you your favorite food.'

He Fang pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay."

He Fang quit the game and lay on the bed waiting for the Holy Lord to come.

It seems like I haven't seen the Holy Lord for a long time.

He couldn't help being happy.

In fact... he also missed the Holy Lord very much.

That was the first person he would do his best to intrude into his life.

He Fang didn't have to wait long, only five minutes.

This was completely different from the take-out that used to take more than 20 minutes to deliver. He Fang knew in his heart that the Holy Lord must be cooperating with everyone and acting like a normal N-PC.

No matter how outrageous the Holy Lord was, he still treated his people with great care.

He Fang heard a knock on the door and stood up.

Let's start from the first step, contact with the Lord.

Just like I always did before.

He Fang opened the door.

A bright golden god appeared before his eyes as if shining with light. Even though his face was so beautiful no matter how he looked at it, it still gave him a huge shock.

The Holy Lord walked in as he always did, very unconcerned, and closed the door skillfully.

He Fang watched the Holy Lord place the things he brought on the table, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, and tried hard to think of a perfect opening remark.

However, while He Fang was thinking, warm hands suddenly held his cheeks, and before He Fang could react, a deep and lingering kiss was suddenly pressed on his lips.

He Fang was stunned and stood there, obediently being treated gently yet powerfully by the Holy Lord.

But even in his foolishness, he could still feel the deep love that was no longer willing to be hidden, which came from this kiss and released all the repression, anxiety and hope.

It was too strong, and he didn't even have the energy to resist in the end.