After becoming a god on earth, I always want to lie down

On the way, Yang Yi wanted to keep it a secret, but her eagerness to share made her reveal the answer under Chris's questioning - she was going to take him to a secret base.

This was the first time she brought someone there, and even though she knew it was just an ordinary cliff and a desolate forest, she was still enthusiastically introducing the beauty of the place to him.

Chris looked at her with a smile, like a child eager to show off his toys to his friends.

As they got closer, the coastline slowly appeared on the vast sea. Not far away was a small city. It should be Haibei City where she had worked and lived before...

Chris suddenly wanted to go to this small town, to the houses where she had lived, worked, walked, the streets and alleys, the beaches she had walked on... just to take a walk and have a look.

"Look, here it is!"

They landed on a cliff. Chris looked up and saw the sea in front of him and yellow broom and osmanthus flowers all around. September and October are the osmanthus season. Large patches of small yellow flowers fill the edge of the cliff, with a strong fragrance mixed with the salty and fishy sea breeze blowing in his face. The oleander is also full of bright red flowers, gorgeous and flamboyant.

Chris walked to the edge of the cliff, and there was a deep abyss below.

Is this where she was nearly swept off the cliff during the storm, and she spent the long night holding onto a tree.

Perhaps because he was silent for too long, Yang Yi said shyly: "It's just a patch of mixed trees, not as nice as I said..."

"No, I like it here very much." Chris shook her hand back. "When I think about how this place carries so many of your memories, every flower, every leaf, and every inch of land here seems so intimate and lovely!"

Yang Yi's lips curled up slightly at the sweet words, and her tone couldn't hide her joy, "Really? I also think that every plant and tree here is very friendly! Come and see the small table and lounge chair I made by myself!"

She held Chris's hand like a little girl and introduced them to him one by one eagerly.

"I dragged these osmanthus and oleander to the cliff with my own hands. The land here is barren and there are rocks underneath. It's not easy for them to grow like this today! Look, this small table has grown into a shrub! This deck chair was also woven by me with vines..."

Suddenly, she stopped talking.

Chris' heart skipped a beat and he looked intently.

Yang Yi lowered his head and stared blankly under the recliner - there was an empty mineral water bottle.

Chris immediately realized that someone had broken into her secret base and left this garbage.

She didn't speak for a long time, and a look of anger suddenly appeared on her face, which was originally full of interest, but then turned into confusion.

That look reminded Chris of a nature documentary he had seen: during a tsunami, a young bird's nest was blown off the cliff by the wind, and the birds circled helplessly in the air, wailing constantly.

"Are you okay?" Chris finally couldn't help but ask.

Yang Yi came back to her senses, "Let me continue to introduce you..." She forced a smile, "Whenever the osmanthus flowers bloom, I will pick them and bring them home to make tea..."

As she spoke, her eyes unconsciously moved to the mineral water bottle under the recliner, as if it was a time bomb.

Her eyes were as dark as ink, giving people the illusion of falling into an endless abyss; sometimes, he felt that her eyes were too melancholy, even a little fragile - God, if someone heard him say this, they would definitely think he was crazy. Who would think that Yang Yi, the most powerful awakener in the world, the god of the world, was fragile? !

Chris bent down to pick up the mineral water bottle and hid it behind his back. "Let's throw it away, okay?"

Yang Yi did not respond to this.

Suddenly she smiled brightly: "Let's go back! There's nothing to see here. Apart from the sea and some common trees and shrubs, it's nothing special here."

Just as Chris was about to object, they took off into the air and flew away from the cliff in an instant.

The mineral water bottle slipped from his hand and fell into the sea.

On the way back, Yang Yi's expression had returned to its usual calm state.

They were flying in the clouds, with an endless sea of ​​clouds rolling beneath their feet. It was an extremely spectacular sight, but Chris was in no mood to appreciate the magnificent scenery.

Many times before, Yang Yi described her secret base to him. From her tone, it was simply a mysterious garden, or a different world that Alice accidentally entered, Peter Pan's kingdom. He even remembered her excited look on the way here.

But now, she looked lonely, her eyes were indifferent yet deep and bottomless.

He thought that she would probably never come back to this secret base that she once loved so much that she couldn't help showing off - just because of a mineral water bottle.

She placed too many wishes and unspeakable emotions here. She regarded this place as her exclusive territory, just like a king regards his kingdom, and those plants were like her loyal people.

And now, her kingdom has been invaded, and her people have welcomed the new king as gladly as they had welcomed her.

She was about to abandon her former kingdom and her people.

Chris vaguely saw a glimpse of a vague future, which seemed to be the fate that people would occasionally sigh about - the secret base where she placed her hopes and carried her infatuated Chris Norton.

Suddenly, Chris' heart was hanging in the air, with no place to go.

He stared into Yang Yi's eyes and asked softly, "You won't leave me, right?"

"Why do you ask so suddenly?"

They stopped in the sky. In the swirling clouds, Yang Yi turned his face to the side. However, the clouds were too thick. He tried hard to see her expression in the flowing mist, but could only see a blurry outline.

"I have a bad feeling." Chris said. Perhaps it was because the fog obscured everything, as if there were only the two of them in the world. He rarely showed weakness, "Maybe I'm just imagining things."

"You're just imagining things." Yang Yi said affirmatively. She wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her head in his arms, and caressed his back tenderly with her hands, as if she was comforting an uneasy little boy. "You're the only thing in my mind right now."

just now.

Chris caught the word.

Perhaps, in the hidden part that she had never thought deeply about, she was not sure whether there was a future between them, and whether she would love him forever.

But who can be sure of the future? Maybe I will also fall in love with someone else tomorrow? After all, there are so many beauties in Hollywood... Chris thought with a little revenge, but at the same time, another voice in his heart said: No, you will never fall in love with another woman again - at least not like this, like this...

He hugged her tightly. She was so soft, slender and thin. With just a little force, he was able to hold her in his arms. It seemed that her safety depended entirely on his will - but he knew it was all an illusion.

She looked so fragile, both on the outside and on the inside, incredibly soft, as fragile as a glass cup that would shatter with a slight push.

However, she was so strong, she armed herself with layers of steel armor. He tried hard to touch her soft core, but she never opened the armor.

"My love, maybe others think you are a god on earth, but in my eyes, you are a fool." Chris said suddenly.

Yang Yi didn't understand, but seemed to sense his uneasiness, so she kissed his lips and admitted helplessly: "Okay, I'm a fool."