Chapter 1133 Want to be a God
Chen Yan looked into his tearful eyes.
She comforted him softly, "Hua Yan, it's over."
Hearing this, Feng Huayan's tears fell faster. He wanted to move closer to Chen Yan, and moved his fingers slightly, wanting to hug her for comfort, but in the end he restrained himself.
He raised his hand and casually wiped away his tears, lowered his head, and took a deep breath.
"You're right, it's over."
If he had not met Chen Yan and his companions, perhaps he would have made a serious mistake by killing innocent people. At that time, his mind was full of revenge and self-loathing.
After meeting Chen Yan and the others, he became happier and happier, and his scarred heart seemed to be healed little by little.
If the memory of his previous life was true, then he had never met Chen Yan and his companions. Without Chen Yan and his companions' obstruction, he would have killed those innocent people. He made one mistake after another until he went insane and destroyed himself.
Chen Yan approached slowly and said softly: "The memories of the past life are both true and false. You can take them seriously or as false. However, you don't have to look back at the past life, just focus on the present."
After a pause, she continued, "If you don't like those memories, I can also help you erase them."
The young man raised his handsome and feminine face, his eyes were red from crying. He stared at Chen Yan closely and swallowed.
"Why are you helping me?"
"What do you think?"
"We are... friends."
"Um."
Seeing her nod in agreement without any hesitation or delay, Feng Huayan smiled.
Yes, we are friends.
He responded secretly in his heart.
"Thank you." This was the first time Feng Huayan thanked him properly.
…
Chen Yan helped him remove the shocking and insulting carvings and scars on his body.
When asked whether to erase the memories of his being violated, Feng Huayan was silent for a moment. Finally, he looked up at Chen Yan and said, "Can you see it when it's being erased?"
The two looked at each other.
"Yes." Chen Yan nodded.
Feng Huayan dodged for a moment, and looked sideways at the flowerbed not far away. His lips moved a few times, "...Will you dislike me?"
"Won't."
"Don't answer so confidently." Feng Huayan said awkwardly, and then he frowned, as if in deep thought.
"I won't erase it yet. I'm afraid I will forget the hatred and humiliation, and then let Feng Huaqing go easily. I can't forget, I have to kill him first."
"Okay." Chen Yan respected his decision.
Feng Huayan asked doubtfully, "You don't ask me why I killed my brother? Would the gods allow their friends to kill innocent people?"
"Do you think Feng Huaqing is innocent?" Chen Yan asked back. In fact, since she recovered her memory, she basically knew everything in this world.
Therefore, she also knew what happened in the Feng family and why Feng Huayan and Feng Huaqing broke up.
Feng Huayan's tone became sinister, "He is not innocent!"
Chen Yan smiled, "That's all."
When Feng Huayan saw her smile, the gloomy mood in his heart disappeared and he couldn't help but smile too.
Feng Huayan suddenly thought of something and said to her seriously, "I am eighteen years old this year. In another ten years, I will become a god and live in the temple. Moreover, I will definitely live in the temple faster than Long Qianya."
Chen Yan laughed, "Practice well."
"Let's go, let's go back."
Feng Huayan hurriedly followed her and asked in a low voice: "After I become a god, can I find the soul of that scumbag and make him die?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan glanced at him sideways.
"You scum can be killed."
Hearing this, Feng Huayan's eyes lit up little by little.
Although he killed the scumbag Shishan Zhenren, he did not let his soul fly to pieces, and the resentment in his heart never dissipated.
Chen Yan looked at him, "But Hua Yan, you can kill scum with your own hands, but you can't become a scum."
Feng Huayan's breathing was slightly sluggish.
He snorted, "I won't!"
"Well, you won't." Chen Yan followed his words.
"Do you believe me?"
"letter."
Feng Huayan felt a warm current in his heart, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He couldn't help but ask: "Chen Yan, why are you so good to me? No, did you think I was a scumbag at the beginning and wanted to kill me, but failed?"
As he spoke the last part, he stared closely at Chen Yan.
"Yes." Chen Yan did not hide it from him, "But I don't think you are a scumbag. I think you are a little pervert. You must be killed to avoid harming innocent people."
Feng Huayan's face fell in an instant.
He glared at Chen Yan, his tone cold, “Fortunately I escaped quickly.”
"You really run fast."
"Chen Yan, you are teasing me!" Feng Huayan blushed with anger, and then he retorted: "Then do you know what I thought you were when I first saw you?"
"Eight. Bitches."
“Hahahahahaha…”
As he was laughing, he was hit on the back of his head, and he almost fell forward to the ground.
The young man was stunned by the beating, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. He looked at Chen Yan in disbelief: "Chen Yan, you hit me!"
Chen Yan said seriously: "Don't say these two words in the future."
"Why..." Feng Huayan asked subconsciously, but after meeting Shen Yan's eyes, he fell silent.
He always likes to call people 'bitch'.
It was because during the three years that I stayed with that scumbag Tokiyama Master, all I heard was the word "bitch" when he abused and humiliated me.
Of course, the scumbag also said other vulgar things.
Compared to those vulgar words, "bitch" is relatively conservative.
Feng Huayan stood up straight, moved his lips, and said irritably: "I won't say these two words anymore."
Immediately, he complained in dissatisfaction: "Why did you hit me so hard just now? Did you want to beat my brains out?"
“I can’t take a photo with this much power.”
"Humph, God is so great!"
Shen Yan glanced at him, "Don't you want to be it?"
Feng Huayan choked and stammered, "...I want to."
God is amazing!
He just wants to be a god!
…
night.
The stars filled the entire sky, looking extremely beautiful.
The temple, dotted with starlight, now has a touch of gentleness and mystery. The white stone pillars of the temple are sprinkled with a layer of silver frost under the interweaving of moonlight and starlight, as if they are endowed with a layer of holy brilliance.
In the courtyard of the Eighth Temple.
Two banquet tables were set up.
The exotic flowers and plants in the four corners of the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze.
The stone tables and chairs are simple and heavy, and are filled with delicacies. The steaming dishes exude an alluring aroma, tempting people's taste buds.
“The last dish is here!”
The red-haired boy came quickly with two plates of steaming braised pork trotters. He quickly placed them on the stone table, then clapped his hands and looked at the two masterpieces with satisfaction.
There were already more than a dozen people gathered in the courtyard.
"It smells so good!!!" Long Qianya's eyes lit up. She hurried over and swallowed silently.
At this time, Pei Su looked at the silver-haired man and asked curiously: "Brother Yao, which dish did you make?"
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