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Discuss the answer to the question that when you wake up, everyone looks different, and you start to wonder whether you have time-traveled again.

A, crossed.

B, Mingshen collectively goes to the hospital for one-stop service of beauty, plastic surgery and skin care.

C, God is indeed a group of strange creatures.

Persephone sat next to Hades with an after-dinner apple, and looked at the third judge next door. He had a tall and straight face, a resolute face, and black hair.Although there are still some traces of age on the face, it is not the same god as the previous wrinkled and wrinkled appearance.

Looking at the door, the Grim Reaper who was peeling the pea pods has all the feathers on its wings, and it doesn't have the muddy appearance before.

Only the sleeping god hanging upside down on the pea tree for a nap looked unchanged.

Persephone turned sideways, leaned close to Pluto who was working and whispered, "Why are everyone different?"

Hades stopped writing, raised his head and scanned the gods indifferently, as if he was looking for outsiders or spies who came to steal Persephone, his eyes were sharp and vigilant, especially oppressive.

After observing it all over, he lowered his head and sideways and responded softly: "There is nothing different."

Aren't they all the same batch of gods who are tired of watching, and their souls are also very pure, without any different external forces mixed in.

Persephone's expression was very confused, and she even wondered if there was something wrong with her eyes.But Hades said exactly the same thing, and she could only rub her eyes and look twice before giving up pursuing this esoteric question.

Just be like them, even if you mutate, you mutate in a good-looking direction, don't wake up suddenly and become a Cthulhu octopus one day.

She thinks that her ability to resist stress is not bad. After all, staying in the life of magical realism every day, being too strict is really not conducive to building an optimistic and upward mentality circle.

After persuading her, Persephone happily ate the apple, and after eating the fruit, she saw that Hades was seriously dealing with the pile of business.

Silently measured the height and length of the pile of work with her hands, and blessed him in her heart, Persephone immediately abandoned him, turned around and ran to the bookshelf area.

Her goal today is to find information about Eros.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you find a breakthrough.

The bookshelf has a special area for God's materials, stacked in the farthest and corners to collect dust.If Hades hadn't wanted to teach her to know God, it is estimated that no one would be willing to take a second look at these materials piled into dust and rotten grass.

Persephone carefully rummaged through the pile of disliked and neglected clay tablets and papyrus, so lightly that she was afraid of crushing a certain data sheet and taking time to copy and return it.

When Hades told her about the gods here, he just casually threw a few clay tablets on the table, but they didn't use them. He just introduced them to her one by one.

From Chaos, the god of creation, to Gaia born from chaos, and Tartarus, who sleeps forever, to the natural gods of the sky, sea and mountains where Gaia was born.

There are also the daylight, death, and sleep born by the God of the Night, the daughters of the God of the Ocean who cannot remember their names, and the children of Zeus who are now in power and have a sense of presence.

As an emotionless introduction machine, even if Hades is talking about things like "What kind of baby did the mother and son have together", "The son hides in the mother's womb and cuts the father with a knife", "The cruel The old man swallowed his newborn son and smashed it", "God sees which human being is not pleasing to the eye and drowns you in the whole world" and other tragic, deranged family history, his expression did not even shake.

Persephone doubted ten thousand times after listening to those horrifying theology lessons, is this really a mythical world?Isn't this a group of devils in god's skin?

The devil doesn't even know how to play.

Thanks to these true stories that have shattered her for ten years, she is very simple. She doesn't even need to click on this function, and remembers the names of these strange things on the spot.

People, I really remember the knowledge points with stories very firmly.

After the introduction, the clay tablets returned to the corners to corrode.

Persephone dug out this pile of clay tablets with the names of gods, Zeus's, Aphrodite's, Hestia...these belonged to the Olympian gods, and Eros was in this pile of clay tablets.

When Hades taught her, he only roughly asked her to remember the gods and the corresponding theocracy.

I would like to mention a few more words about the Olympian pantheon. Except for Hestia, who is sealed in the stove and burns herself, all the gods, especially the children born to Zeus, all have the character of a scorpion hidden under the stone. They are cunning and malicious, don't trust them.

Hades' moral bottom line can speak ill of other gods, no matter how bad the character of those gods is.

While waving the floating dust, Persephone pulled out a clay tablet that was about to rot.This writing board was horribly old, and she pulled out the long clay board bit by bit with the gentleness she used to treat tofu.

The ancient blurred handwriting cannot see the dents carved by the sharp pen, and even the name of the god "Eros" is extremely vague.

What's even more strange is that when all the clay tablets were pulled out, the back part was brand new and bright, like flames flowing on the new characters.

Persephone searched the above words without emotion, intending to translate if there was anything available.

The front of the clay tablet is old and the back is new, probably because Eros was a primitive god in the first half of his life. If there is no accident after sleeping, his information is as old as other ancient gods.

Unfortunately, he was chewed into the stomach by the god of beauty, and spit out by indigestion to be born again, which is why the second half of his information has been updated.

She couldn't read a few words clearly on the old section of clay, so she focused all her attention on the second half of the font, studied it for a long time, and translated all the popular materials she already knew.

It proves that the life of the reincarnated Eros is very simple, and he has not done any great things.It's just simply throwing away the power of love, messing around with the blind and lame who don't know the enemy or the enemy, and it's just bad luck to catch whoever is pecked.

His fist hardened again, and he wanted to stab the bastard twice.

Persephone, one of the victims of "Eros", had to use all her strength to control herself so as not to crush his clay tablets.

However, in the short lines of "Arrow of Cupid", Persephone always felt a little inconsistent.

【His arrows can make all living beings tremble with ecstasy, extinguishing the slight fire of reason, only to burn more ferocious love of pleasure.

When this love makes gods and humans surrender, he is the king at this moment. 】

King of the moment?

Persephone was tired from standing, so she sat directly next to the bookshelf, leaning on a pile of clay tablets and scrolls, thinking about these lines.Most of the clay tablets of other gods are filled with words such as forever, eternity, and unchangeable.

The description of Eros represents his power, which can only last for a while, but not for a long time?

Persephone rested her chin with her hands. This kind of strength is quite normal. Hades's brutal and terrifying love is indeed unlikely to last forever.

"Disappeared?" Persephone felt that Eros' arrows were not as inferior as described on the tablet.

Because at least it seemed to her now that Hades' love was burning hotter and stronger, and it was simply the best example of the dreamy love saying "I will always love you more than the day before."

Let's find a way to draw the arrow honestly, and don't rely on the illusory time.

Persephone looked up at the various clay books piled up to the top, and wondered if there were any more materials describing Cupid in them, and it was a big project to search for them.

She unconsciously placed her fingers on the old part of the clay tablet, tapped her fingertips, and several broken characters floated from the clay tablet to her eyes.

[Golden wings...

In chaos... arrows... cannot... burn forever. 】

Persephone sat up straight and looked down at the old clay tablet in doubt. The handwriting on it was so incomplete that there were no fluent long sentences. As a result, she couldn't find the original version with her shallow knowledge of gods.

But the meaning of these words, she struggled to understand, which made her a little uneasy.

Especially "unable to"... You can say nothing about it.

Persephone weighed the clay tablet in his hand, let out a sigh of relief, or take this thing to ask Hades.

Once asked, I have to go back to the classic old question of drawing the arrow. The Sleeping God drawing the arrow must have dealt with it.

The disposal method is 100% thrown into the reed basket for garbage, waiting to be transported out for destruction.

Persephone stood up again to search for information, and all kinds of dazzling names of gods opened her eyes.It was tiring to use too many click functions, so she could only use her eyes and hands to rummage through the remnants of love, and try her best to understand how the gods of this world view the issue of "love".

It would be easier if they were human beings. They are serious people dating, it is as simple as confessing to being together.At most, the confession is unsuccessful and goodbye, or it's just a breakup when we like the new and hate the old together.

A love affair that is deadly is a pervert who can call the police.

Persephone carried the unnecessary materials to her feet, and after emptying the lower floor, she unceremoniously threw the Cupid's introduction clay tablet on the ground as a foothold, and then stretched her arms to explore the stone cabinet on the upper floor.

The middle layer is mostly clay tablets, and the top layer is made of light curly paper and soft leather books.

Just when he was about to reach out to touch the corner of the parchment, his fingers seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and they unconsciously came to the middle position.

Persephone didn't even know that she had changed her choice. There was a gentle golden halo in her black eyes for a moment, and the soul that belonged to God surged with bright and wonderful longing as if it touched something.

That's yours...

Snapped!

One hand slammed on the clay slabs in the middle, the force was so violent that the bookshelves were cracked, and everything was shaking and shaking.

Persephone flicked, and the gold in her eyes suddenly dispersed.

Only then did I realize that my outstretched hand was still in mid-air, less than one centimeter from the fingertips, was the back of the man's pale and powerful hand, the blood vessels on it swelled like some kind of hideous embossed lines, so tight that it could explode and destroy at any time Everything here.

Persephone immediately woke up, she instinctively took half a step back, and crashed into the familiar embrace, the hot breath made her hiss lightly.

The temperature dropped immediately, and the sparks in the surrounding black mist became brighter.

Her first reaction was to turn her head, "Hades?"

As soon as she finished calling her name, she fell into a puzzled silence.

The god who trapped her between the bookshelves didn't seem to hear her call.His pupils dilated slightly, his brows were tightly frowned, and he looked at his hand pressing the bookshelf with a cold expression.

Persephone belatedly followed his gaze again, trying to see what he was staring at.

As a result, before he could turn his face away, Hades realized something and let go of his fingers pressing on the clay tablet, and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly in his arms.

In the deepest place where there is no one in the dark, a semi-enclosed labyrinth is constructed by the bookshelves extending out layer by layer, and the slightly cold wind is driven away by the scorching temperature.

In a trance, Persephone only felt the warmth of this embrace, as well as the violent heartbeat of the bodies touching each other.

"What, what's the matter?" She hesitated for a few seconds before opening her mouth, for fear that any sound would break the blush-warm embrace.

"I'm afraid you're missing."

Hades replied casually, his chin was next to her hair, all his attention was still on the bookshelf, and the clay tablet he was pressing just now had been lifted up by divine power.

The name of the god on the clay tablet appeared faintly: [Posephine].

If her hand touched her introduction clay tablet just now, countless memory information would be poured into her soul immediately. Although the human body may not be able to retain these memories, even if it can only remember one-tenth of them. , this body belonging to the underworld cannot imprison her.

Hades looked at the clay tablet as if looking at an enemy, and he was slightly relieved until it disappeared completely.

But soon his body became stiff again, and when his attention came back, the soft touch was extremely clear from his back, one by one.

Persephone struggled to hold him back, and gently patted his muscular and thin back with her hands, stroking his body without any desire as if comforting a frightened child.

It wasn't until his tense state improved that Persephone relaxed and said, "I'm just looking for a book, you should be able to sense where I'm going."

She ran around in the bookshelf area every day, climbing up and down.His temperature never left her skin, no matter where she went, as long as she felt the comfortable warmth, she knew that Hades' power was following her.

She didn't feel cold just now, why was he suddenly afraid of her disappearing?

Hades didn't answer, he was like a vulture finally hiding in its nest, carefully closing its sharp claws and rough wings, and snuggling closer to her body.

Only the eyes are still sharp and looking at the pile of materials on the bookshelf, thinking about doing a big cleaning and removing all the materials that may be related to life, vitality, or priesthood such as plants.

How could he not be afraid that she would disappear.

She didn't belong to Hades, not to him.

Hades lowered his eyes suddenly realizing something, his heart became weak, a god who never fears any challenge is worse than a hairless chick, at least the chick dared to jump off the cliff, but he couldn't bear the danger of losing .

Fear, a strange and terrifying emotion, has become an evil guest in his heart, which cannot be driven out.

Hades' eyes turned dark and cold, and his protective hug gradually got out of control and intensified.The gloom he felt because of the fear of losing her temporarily pulled him away from his intense love.

The side effects of remembering the power of Eros, in addition to giving absolute joy, are accompanied by pain, worry, misery and destruction.

Could it be that his current appearance was also brought by the arrow...

The back was suddenly hammered several times, and Hades was stunned for a moment, before he thought of something and let go of his hand suddenly.

Sure enough, the strength of the arm disappeared, and the person in his arms immediately struggled to retreat, his hands still pressing his chest fiercely, trying to push him away with this insignificant strength.

"Hades." Persephone raised her head angrily with her hands on him, her face was smoking red, and the corners of her eyes were full of suffocated tears. "Are you going to suffocate me?"

Suddenly so vicious strangled her, when she was a cat without bones?

All fear and worry disappeared immediately, and there was only a madness left in Hades' heart, which belonged to her.

He was thinking about becoming a coward under the influence of Cupid's arrow, and wanted to turn back into a ruthless warrior, not to bow his head even in the face of love, but all failed under her fierce eyes.

Hades even made an action that he had never done before. He looked away with a guilty conscience.Of course, this movement was very subtle and quick, and it was corrected when no one noticed.

Persephone was panting and rubbing her tears. Is this the difference between a human being and a god?Even a sports student can't strangle someone to death with a simple hug.

She suddenly became depressed, and looked at the environment full of ancient books, this small place where no one is quiet, what a good place for a date.

Thinking of those library encounter scenes that only appear in idol dramas, the hero and heroine who fell in love at first sight sit face to face, and a love like poetry arises.

Of course, there are also unspeakable novels, in the corner of the library, the school bully hero blocks the little white rabbit heroine, and then coughs and coughs at her.

Of course she didn't dare to ask for so much, but she simply helped organize a clay tablet, collect information, you come and I make such warm requests a few times, why did she almost be hugged and sent to the grave? Secret love is too down to earth.

As soon as Persephone shed tears of sympathy for herself, a palm wrapped her cheek.She leaned against the bookshelf and raised her head, and saw Hades' expression showing some kind of strange contemplation, observing her silently.

I won't strangle her again.

He didn't make any further movements, just stood quietly in front of her.His tall body was backlit, black hair fell on his shoulders, sparks in the mist were scattered around him like fireflies, and his face was blurred and unreal in the pale twilight.

Persephone saw something close to bewilderment in his calm expression, which made him softer than usual.

She said softly, "Hades?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that her voice was like a melting sugar cake, whispering like sugar.

Realizing that her heartbeat had begun to lose control again, Persefin was afraid that something would reveal her heart in this quiet corner of the bookshelf, so she was about to push him away.

Hades finally made sure of something, raised his hand and immediately held the other side of her face, and before she could react, he lowered his head and rubbed the corner of her lips with his lips.

Persephone was startled by this action and leaned back, with the back of her head pressed against the clay tablet on the bookshelf.

Hades didn't let her go, instead, he took the opportunity to squeeze over and completely seal her here, and then he bowed his head and gave her a little chirp.

Kiss again and again, not heavy, very simple, very light and soft kisses made Persephone confused.

Hades kissed very seriously, staring at her every time he paused to make sure of something before kissing again.

Finally, Persephone raised her hands, her palms were no longer enough, she pressed her arms against his face, blushing and trembling, and said, "What are you doing? What are you doing?"

Are you in heat again?

Why is this estrus so, so deadly, so gentle that her willpower has collapsed, and she has no power to resist.

Hades was very confused by her rejection. After looking at her quietly for a while, he grabbed her hand without any hesitation, and lowered his head to rub her lips lightly again.

Persephone stayed like a goose, unable to blink.

Hades pulled away a little after rubbing, his breathing was also a little messy, and his voice became hoarse.

"You asked me to kiss you."

Her heart told him she wanted this.

Because he wasn't sure if it was his desire, he purposely kissed her a few more times, and she was very happy that she didn't reject him in her heart.

Persephone was shocked by his shamelessness, "Don't you want to kiss me?"

She thought that he was trying to get back the debt she owed for the kiss she stole, but in the end he beat her back, and the kisser refused to admit it.

Hades replied calmly: "When I want to kiss you, I will go deeper." The way to go deep and eat her without distinguishing between you and me is what he desires most.

That's why when he felt some desire from her, he realized that she wanted him to kiss her.

It was as refreshing as kissing her leaves, pure without a trace of premeditation-love thoughts, rubbing the corners of her lips lightly in a quiet corner full of bookshelves.