12
Theresa cried.
And it's the kind of crying that makes people feel heartbroken, biting her lips and looking at you with a pair of tearful eyes.
This was the first time Su Yun saw Theresa show such an expression. He felt secretly happy and anxious at the same time.
I don’t know if this safety can give this child a little confidence. As for self-awareness...will there ever be such a day?
Theresa reached out and grabbed Su Yun's wrist. Perhaps this was the most outrageous thing he could do? As soon as his fingers touched Su Yun's hand, he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but Su Yun held him back.
Su Yun sighed: "Don't cry... ok?"
Theresa tried to smile: "Father, Father God... I don't know why I am crying..."
However, his efforts failed and he cried breathlessly, which was really inappropriate, but Theresa couldn't stop.
It’s so strange, why is this happening?
"Silly boy..." Su Yun took the flowers from Theresa's hand, leaned over and kissed his forehead gently, "Why do you think I will abandon you? I will only bless you forever."
Theresa froze again. She looked up at Su Yun, and like a clear lake reflecting the sky and clouds, Su Yun's shadow was reflected in her deep green eyes.
Su Yun smiled and said, "Will you plant flowers with me? I really like these beautiful creatures."
Theresa tightly grasped the bouquet of flowers in her hand. She stared at Su Yun infatuatedly, and a smile slowly blossomed in her trance-it was a gentle, soothing smile like a blooming flower.
"Okay." Theresa said softly, "I also... I also like to plant flowers with Father God."
"As for planting flowers... I want to try planting them myself." Su Yun took out the packaged seeds from his pocket, "This should be more interesting."
Su Yun's "personal hands" means not using supernatural powers, but raising seedlings, cultivating land and planting like ordinary humans. He spread the seeds evenly under the shallow sand, and then brought water.
Theresa learned how to grow seedlings like Su Yun, and the flowers he brought were inserted into an old but clean small ceramic pot. The tender yellow stamens looked particularly vibrant in the brown small pot, which was pleasing to the eye.
"A grand event should be starting soon on this island." Su Yun sprinkled water slowly, "It seems that many ethnic groups have been invited here."
Teresa smiled shyly: "My God, I need this
Is the civilization of the country recorded? "
This is possible...Teresa's records of Anatole are very detailed and true, and his strengths include these.
Su Yun nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."
"How, how could it be..." Theresa lowered her head and looked at the seeds in her hand, her face flushed, "This is not hard work at all..."
How can it be hard work? This is clearly a reward.
13
Alice knocked on the door of the house at noon.
This was the first time this kid knocked on the door. Before this, he would just run in...
Su Yun was surprised, but he didn't move the person in directly. Instead, he got up and went to open the door.
Theresa, who was squatting in the mud and happily farming, said: "Father God, please let me——"
"I'll go." Su Yun patted the sand off his hands and smiled gently, "I'm sure Alice is also very sad. After all, I said something too harsh."
"How, how could that be!" Theresa argued, "It's not Father God's fault!"
Su Yun waved at him: "I'll be back."
He now understands that to give children enough sense of security, they must let them know that their parents will not be far away.
Su Yun walked to the gate and pushed open the rough wooden door.
The moment the door was pushed open, he almost thought he was seeing things.
A young boy with his head down was standing outside the door. He looked very well-behaved and even a little restrained. He had completely lost his usual liveliness.
The exquisite white and blue robe and boots were gone. The boy was wearing the traditional clothes of the islanders. He had a short skirt tied around his waist that was above his knees and decorated with bright geometric patterns, revealing his pale and straight knees and calves. As for his shoes, they were rough and primitive sandals.
The boy has grown up, revealing his upper body completely. It is hard to imagine that he has a strong body under the skirt-like robe... Under the smooth and graceful texture, there is an extremely terrifying power - no matter how beautiful and innocent Alice appears at this moment, he hides a disaster that can shake all life inside.
"Why are you..." Su Yun was stunned, "Alice, why are you dressed like this?"
The young man looked up timidly, his blue eyes were like the sky after rain, and like the shallow sea in midsummer: "Father God... I want to come to you. You like these humans and their lives. I want to be like you. Please don't be angry..."
Alice's expression was a little confusing, but Su Yun understood what he meant at once - this child thought he had made a big mistake, so he foolishly stuck to what he could understand and what he liked.
Make an effort, just like those children who don't understand what's wrong and just follow the adults slowly.
How could Su Yun still be angry? He was originally only a little depressed. After leaving the Divine Court, he had already begun to reflect. Theresa was already distressing enough, and now he was completely filled with guilt when he saw Alice.
Shouldn't parents be blamed for education problems? ! What does this have to do with the children? Alice and Theresa may not feel safe or trust him, but it's all because he's not working hard enough! How can you be so mean to your children?
What a scumbag dad
Su Yun sighed softly: "Come in quickly!"
14
Alice followed Father God obediently into the new house chosen by Father God.
He closed the door the moment he entered.
...There are too many people outside the door, those familiar yet annoying gazes...
No, not in the next few days, we have to kill them quietly.
Alice tugged at her primitive clothing.
He disliked these things very much - his favorite was the robe given to him by the Father, but this time was an exception.
As long as it pleases God the Father, He can accept anything.
Such a despicable little action can be exchanged for gentle words. This deal is worth a lot of money.
How distressing... He had accidentally released the fear in his heart. How could this be possible? Perhaps it was because the Father God was too gentle? He indulged all of his and Theresa's requests, always smiling and looking at him like this...
So we cannot be patient and cannot let the Father’s gaze fall on other people.
Theresa is just a humble and pitiful believer, but Alice is a bad kid. Her tolerance for this saintly brother has reached her limit. What really makes him suffer is not the evaluation of being a "burden", but the appearance of Jasmine and the heavy pillars that are about to be broken.
They want to take away the Father's attention. They are committing a heinous crime!
After venting his anger in the temple, Alice was frustrated and terrified. He could not kill Theresa or Jasmine, and buried in those pillars were four demons who coveted the Father God. He knew the name of each of them, and understood their unique personalities and likable abilities.
Father God loves them! He loves them!!!
Alice secretly looked up at the man beside her. His silver eyes were so beautiful, but they did not belong to him alone after all.
"Alice..." A low and gentle voice sighed, "Don't blame yourself. It's not your fault."
A pale, slender hand reached out to him and took
Alice's hand, he heard the comfort of Father God: "Jasmine is just like this. Although he is great in some aspects, my Alice is unique. Don't be sad because of this, okay? Promise me."
"I promise!" Alice heard her own response, her immature voice full of fragility, "I understand... Father God, please don't dislike me."
Sure enough, his Father God comforted him: "What are you talking about, silly child? I love you."
Ah, yes, you love us, you love us.
Alice placed her forehead against the arm of the person next to her. She could feel the warmth coming through the thin fabric. Different from the damp heat of human skin, the temperature of the Father was unique.
“Don’t be afraid…”
Alice heard his Father God say this, and then he felt the Father God hugging him, and he was surrounded by the breath of the Father God.
"Jasmine was mean to me!" After Alice made her accusation, she threw herself into the Father's arms. Her face was pressed against the Father's chest. At this moment, she could let loose with her distorted expression.
This expression was in stark contrast to Alice's clear voice.
How can you be so kind? What should I do?
My God, the long-lost jealousy is about to burn me to death, please save me, I beg you.
15
While Su Yun was planting flowers and grass with his two little cuties in the primitive civilization, his third creation was also squatting in the temple doing infrastructure construction.
Jasmine enjoyed all the comforts that could be had, and his master certainly wanted the best.
Countless dead souls were screened, and the most outstanding and purest souls were picked out to serve as divine servants. All flowers praised in human civilization bloomed in the divine court, and treasures that were endowed with precious concepts at all levels became ubiquitous yet insignificant decorations.
Jasmine examined the brand new temple, and at the same time buried the Anatole Temple that Alice had worked so hard to build at the bottom of the temple.
It's better to avoid seeing such ugly things.
Just as Alice hated her hateful brothers, Jasmine also despised her two incompetent brothers. In fact, the only one who could really make Jasmine afraid was her youngest brother Flora. Everyone else was nothing to her.
However, as a biological weapon, if Flora wants to be resurrected, the price she has to pay is countless lives. Before that, Jasmine still has thousands of years of easy life to live, so he is not in a hurry at all.
Jasmine knew that Alice would most likely tell on him, but pestering and clinging to the master was the most despicable means, and only children would like it. As for him - the slave
He and his master originally belonged to each other, and he believed in all the arrangements made by Father God.
What's more...aren't the indifferent placement and impatient waiting just the exciting appetizers before the climax?
Jasmine strode through the transformed temple, admiring his own handiwork with satisfaction. Finally, after pushing open the door of death, he knelt before the sea of roses on the black throne.
The gorgeous flower that came from his bones and blood is as red as ever, reminding people of the joy that has passed through millions of years.
It's almost time to leave here...
Jasmine crushed the rose beside her, and the remaining flowers turned into a smelly blood mist and disappeared.
Although being left alone and treated coldly are also sweet punishments, it is more worrying to have no one to take care of the owner.
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