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

Suppressing the confusion and arrogance in her heart, she went from the South Black Country to Chris's home. This was an unconscious expectation, as if from some vague subconscious, she regarded that place as a panacea that could soothe her intense emotions.

When we arrived, Chris was reading a script in the study. He recently intended to take on a new movie and restart his work.

"What's the story?" Yang Yi asked, smiling as she sat on the single sofa in front of the window.

"It keeps up with current events. It's a story about the people at the bottom of the city struggling to survive after a disaster..." Chris explained as he flipped through the book.

"It sounds like a movie that could win an award." Yang Yi said with a hint of sarcasm.

Chris paused and looked up at her: "Why? Do you have any opinion on this script?"

Yang Yi shook his head, "I'm afraid my opinion is a bit offensive, so I'd better not say it."

"Then I'm even more interested." Chris raised his eyebrows. He put down the script, walked out from behind the desk and came to Yang Yi. He held both sides of the sofa with his hands, almost trapping Yang Yi in his arms. "Tell me, dear."

Yang Yi felt a little uncomfortable with this posture, so he leaned back with his back pressed against the sofa. "I just think it's a little ridiculous that a group of upper-class people who don't lack money want to make a movie about the plight of the lower class to earn money from the middle class..."

Chris looked at her expression carefully, straightened up and leaned on the edge of the table, folding his arms, "Honey, I don't deny that this movie has this aspect, which is part of the capital operation. But there are also positive aspects. For example, this movie can arouse people's attention to the people at the bottom. Only by attracting attention can there be improvement, right?"

"Yes, you have a point. Why not make a documentary?"

"No one will go to the cinema to watch a documentary! People just want to relax with some popcorn on the weekend and watch a relaxing or exciting movie." Chris smiled.

"You're right!" Yang Yi couldn't help but laugh. She looked Chris up and down, from head to toe, and almost made him a little nervous. Then she said slowly, "But dear, your face... is really not suitable for playing a character at the bottom of society..."

"Then challenge yourself." Chris said, "For the rest, I will try to choose a good team."

"Okay." Yang Yi nodded.

Gradually, her eyes became blurred and she stared at the lake outside the window in a daze.

Chris leaned on the edge of the table and watched her quietly for a while.

"Honey, are you worried?"

"Why do you ask?" Yang Yi came back to his senses.

"Feel."

Yang Yi didn't say anything for a long while before she slowly said, "I'm in a bad mood." She then asked, "Was my tone too aggressive just now? Was I looking for trouble?"

"You're a little cynical today," Chris said with a smile. "I've seen a new side of you, but I like that, too."

Yang Yi smiled awkwardly. "When I'm in a bad mood, I have nowhere to go, so I can only come to you. I hope I haven't caused you any trouble." She said in a polite tone.

Chris licked his lips, squatted down, held her hands, and looked up at her: "Honey, don't talk to me so politely." He bent down and kissed the back of her hand, "I'm very happy that you come to me when you are in a bad mood, because it means that I have a special place in your heart - I feel honored."

A hint of embarrassment appeared on Yang Yi's calm face.

"Do you love me?" Yang Yi asked suddenly.

"Of course." Chris stood up, picked her up, sat on the sofa, put her on his legs, and wrapped his arms around her. "Are you still doubting this until now?"

Startled by his action, Yang Yi unconsciously put her arms around his neck. The two of them were now leaning against each other tightly, hearing each other's breath, and they could hardly tell who was who.

Chris held the back of her head with his right hand, and the two of them got closer and closer. When their lips touched, Chris suddenly asked, "Honey, do you love me?"

Yang Yi looked at him in confusion, as if she didn't understand what he asked. Gradually, her eyes became clear again, and she pecked him on the lips, trying to fool him: "Didn't I express my feelings to you that night?"

"But you never really opened your heart to me." Chris remained unmoved and continued to look at her.

Yang Yi avoided his gaze and said calmly: "Romance and passion may only take a moment, but love and trust take longer."

I may love you a little, but not to the extent of trusting you with everything - Chris interpreted her implication. His heart was choked and his heart under his ribs felt sour and swollen.

Chris knew he was rushing things, but he couldn't help himself.

He and Yang Yi have been secretly dating for half a year. During this period, his feelings for her have grown day by day and have become so strong that they can no longer be suppressed.

He once believed that love was a kind of passion that only lasted for three months, and sometimes it would even fade away in less than three months.

When you are attracted to a person of the opposite sex, and find the shadow of the other person in terms of appearance, figure, personality, temperament, conversation... and the things that you lack in yourself - good feelings arise, and under the influence of hormones, love burns as quickly as a raging fire in the autumn fields - and then only a scorched earth is left.

He once thought that he would feel the same way towards Yang Yi, just like his previous failed relationships, where the passion would slowly fade away in less than three months.

However, the raging fire that once only burned the autumn fields has now spread to the entire forest - no, no, the fire has burned along the forest directly to the magma at the center of the earth, and will boil forever until the moment the earth declares its death.

He couldn't wait to get a promise, something certain, something that could make him feel at ease - something that could calm his boiling, restless, greedy and longing heart.

torment.

After vaguely discovering my true thoughts, every moment was torment.

And he is nothing now - Yang Yi has never announced his identity, never publicly acknowledged her relationship with him, and never really opened her heart to him - maybe she and the marquis are closer than they are - sometimes he can't help but think with jealousy.

Sometimes he looked at her flying figure and suddenly felt that she might leave forever and never come back. There was no real bond between them - only his one-sided love.

She often disappeared from his life, without any news for several days or even more than ten days. His place was like a hotel or a shop. She would come and patronize it when she remembered it, and leave when she no longer needed it.

She was hot and cold towards him, and was distant and close to him - although he told her that he loved her for who she was, including these hot and cold attitudes, that was based on his expectation that she would respond to his love in the future - after his emotions became increasingly uncontrollable and she still hesitated, this became unbearable and hurt his pride.

"Honey, why don't you talk about your past?" Chris suppressed the anger and uneasiness rising in his heart.

"There's nothing to talk about. They're all unpleasant things." Yang Yi looked out the window again.

She suddenly wanted to leave here. Think about it - is there any work left to do?

Chris pursed his lips, stretched out his long arm, turned the laptop around, opened the news, and what had just happened in the South Black Country appeared on the screen.

"I was just reading the news about you. It's too outrageous. There are reporters who actually suspect that you are an evil god..."

Yang Yi suddenly stood up from his knees and straightened her clothes, "I remember I still have some work to do, I have to go back."

After that, she turned and walked away without even looking at him.

However, her arm was tightly grasped. Chris could no longer bear it and stood up suddenly. "Yang Yi, what do you think I am? A pet that you can touch whenever you want? A hotel where you can come and go as you please? I am a person! Look at me - I am a person with flesh and blood and emotions!"