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

She wanted to go back immediately, even going back to the hotel to sleep was better than staying here.

But she was a little reluctant to give up, damn it! Damn why does he look like this! The affectionate style he played was so realistic! Why is he looking at me so nostalgically, as if this is the last time we see each other!

Yang Yi stood up and returned to her usual indifference: "It's too late, let's go back!" Her tone was even polite.

Chris sensed the subtle change in her mood. He stood up at a loss and looked at her face carefully.

Yes, this is the face she uses in the news, cold, polite, and calm. According to his analysis, this means that she has a deep sense of distance from the outside world. This is her "external expression".

But now, she suddenly treated him with this expression.

Something must have happened that he didn't know about.

"What's wrong...I...what did I do wrong?" He held on to the horns of the giant beast to stand still. Although he was nearly 20 centimeters taller than her, he felt that she was looking down at him at this moment.

Yang Yi looked up at his helpless face, oh, if this was his acting, it would be much better than the acting in the movie. She could see his shadow in any of his characters in the movie, but from him I can't find any of the roles he has played in me.

In the dream she weaves, he is like a king wearing a ribbon and a crown. He is high, bright and dazzling, while she herself is like the soil on the ground and a weed on the roadside. If she can become this Servant of the King—what an honor that would be—she thought sometimes.

But there were also times when she was like a rebellious minister, fiercely driving him off the throne, ascending the throne herself, watching him kneel at his feet, watching him surrender to the dust. But even then, he was arrogant, as if he was born noble and his spirit was always strong.

In the dreams she created, he would never appear so helpless, like a child who didn't know what mistake he had made.

Even though this was an act, it satisfied her vanity and her desire for control. It was no different than watching a former king kneeling in front of her, raising his face and begging for her forgiveness.

Seeing that he provided sufficient emotional value, Yang Yi smiled and shook his head: "No, you did a good job. It's just that it's late, we should go back, I have a meeting tomorrow."

Yang Yi let the poor beast go and flew back to the hotel with Chris.

She put him on the terrace, hesitated, thinking about saying something and leaving.

Chris saw her plan. He realized that her influence on him was too great, to the point that he could not bear it. He had to cut through the knot quickly, either giving up this dangerous relationship or getting her heart. It must not be as full of insecurity and suspicion as it is now.

As long as you say "I don't think we are suitable for each other", it will be over. You will not lose yourself and will not be unbearable because of her sudden coldness. Say it quickly!

"I smell orange today..." What came out of his mouth was this sentence.

Perhaps it was because the disappointment in my heart was so full that it overflowed, so I couldn't help but speak out.

This god on earth has forgotten the "promise" they made when they first met. From this detail, he sadly realized that she didn't seem to care about him that much. She may have approached him just out of curiosity, just to fulfill a fan's wish.

His disappointment was so obvious that Yang Yi suddenly understood that she was influencing the mood of this big star and that she was controlling him.

Uncontrollable joy suddenly filled my heart.

There was once a person who could only fantasize in dreams, as far away as the horizon, a person whom she worshiped as a god, the most expensive sapphire in the window, a sapphire that she could not afford even if she worked in the dinosaur age, from this moment on. From now on, let them take whatever they want.

At this moment, she felt a numbness on her back and her whole body felt relaxed.

She decided not to rush to open the lid of the gift box containing the sapphire. The anticipation before opening the gift was the most enjoyable thing, wasn't it?

Yang Yi came closer to him and sniffed him lightly. There was indeed a vague citrus smell, as if there were other compound fragrances. Because it was so different from the cheap orange candy smell in her childhood, she didn't smell it at all. The two are linked together.

But this behavior pleased her, and she was so satisfied that she even wanted to kiss him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect... you would still remember this..." Yang Yi was both excited and hesitant. She wanted to stay with him for a while, but also wanted to leave quickly.

She felt that she was a little touched, and being moved - the easiest thing to trust sincerity, she was not ready yet.

She took a breath and decided to leave: "Well... I hope my childish behavior didn't scare you today."

She began to wrap up her first date today.

"No, I'm very happy today." Chris said sincerely, "I'm afraid I will never forget this night."

This sincerity is so penetrating that it almost doesn't look like an act.

What if... what if he wasn't acting? What if all his actions...were sincere?

Yang Yi seemed to be burned by his gaze and quickly looked away. Her tone couldn't help but stutter: "Then my goal has been achieved. I can make the idol remember me forever..." She deliberately said it like a joke, but she couldn't help but stutter. Not very successful.

She took a step back and decided to say goodbye quickly and leave.

Chris stretched out his long arms, grasped her shoulders, and stared at her: "Yang Yi, look at me!"

Yang Yi was startled. Chris had always been a gentleman, and he had never behaved so inappropriately. She looked at him blankly.

"I'm not an idol, let alone a star. Acting is just my job - I hope that in front of you, I'm just an ordinary man, a man who has a crush on you, a man who pursues you! Please forget about the past. Those illusory images seen on TV may have some real feelings in them, but most of them are just acting on the spot, and they are pretentious based on entertainment requirements. Please look at the real me, not the illusory me!"

This completely disrupted Yang Yi's rhythm. She swallowed unconsciously and looked at his face blankly.

These words penetrated directly into her heart like a sword, cutting through her doubts and hesitations. She almost wondered whether he was also an awakener. What he awakened must be spiritual powers, just like Jane or Wade. That way.

She couldn't believe that what he said was true, that he really liked her, that he had fallen in love with her...

Chris had a complicated expression: "Yang Yi, I'm even afraid that you will see the real me, because I predict that the illusory me in your heart is based on those film and television works, and those characters are shaped by the Hollywood industrial process, yes , they each have their own strengths and moving parts, but this is the credit of the director, screenwriter, cinematographer, editor, and maybe me, the actor, but that is not my own strength. The charming parts of those characters are as good as I myself have nothing to do with it. Without the halo caused by the psychological projection of these fans, I am ordinary - God, how I want to show my best side in front of you. I hope you will continue to be obsessed with me and don't see clearly that I am ordinary. The facts of the character, and I hope you know that I am an ordinary person, but you can still fall in love with the real me...I..."

Suddenly, he seemed to wake up and realized that he was talking nonsense. He let go of Yang Yi's shoulders, took a few steps back in confusion, and sat on the edge of the swimming pool.

Yang Yi recovered from the shock. The confused man in front of him was no longer perfect, no longer too bright to look at, and he was no longer even a proud king. He was just an ordinary man named Chris Norton. His profession He is an actor, he may be very successful, he may have good acting skills, but in life he is completely a sincere person.

Perhaps, this is the truth.

This knowledge swept away all doubts and hesitations. For the first time, she felt certain. She felt that she had finally fallen from the suspended air and had her feet on the ground.

Moreover, she found his confused look even more charming than his previous dazzling appearance.

Yang Yi slowly walked to him and sat down, and the two of them looked at the bright moon in the sky in silence.

She felt that this short moment of silence together brought them closer than all their previous ambiguous contacts.

After a while, Yang Yi asked gently: "Chris, I'm not confident...what do you like about me?"

Chris realized that she didn't dislike him because of his impulsive confession, and even the indifference that seemed to repulse others disappeared. She suddenly became popular, just like any real person around her, and Not the "god on earth" who tamed the giant beast.

"I don't know...really," Chris turned sideways and looked at her, "Maybe when I first met you at the banquet, you said you were my fan, and you also said you were afraid of those too. Monsters, you treat them like cabbage... Maybe it was when I saw you diving into the foggy town on the news... Or maybe it was when you told me that your mother, who abandoned you since childhood, came to find you... I really don't know ...When you confessed your love to me that day, I was so happy. I even hated myself for not confessing my love first, but you hung up the phone on me - and I was worried whether you regretted it. At that time, I thought, seize this quickly. You must seize the opportunity, even if she really regrets it - am I despicable? Are you disappointed in me? "

Yang Yi bit her lip and smiled, shaking her head, "No. On the contrary, I like you more and more."

Chris said a little aggrievedly: "I started getting ready at two o'clock in the afternoon. I took a shower, shaved, and wore a suit that I think you will like. I also specially prepared roses and champagne, and a candlelight dinner. I started from When the sun set and the moon came up, I kept waiting and waiting, but you never came, and you didn’t even make a call..."

At this moment, Yang Yi felt that she had committed a heinous crime and that she should be sent to prison directly for the crime she committed.

Yang Yi really wanted to hug him and say sorry to him, but she felt that this was too unreserved.

If it was before - before he said those words, she could get close to him, control him, even play with him, and then abandon him as a matter of course, then after these words, she would not dare to blaspheme him or taint him.

Yang Yi could only look up at him, immersed in his blue and beautiful eyes. At this moment, the two pools of water were no longer mysterious and difficult to understand, but instead clear and transparent.

Chris stared at her: "...God, your eyes are so beautiful...Can I kiss you?"

Yang Yi's whole body was on fire, and the heat steamed from the inside out. She felt that her head was dizzy from the heat, and she couldn't think.

Chris still looked at her deeply, waiting for her answer. When he saw her blushing face, he understood that sometimes a girl's blush is worth ten thousand "I do"s.

He put his hand around her waist and slowly lowered his head. His speed was very slow, as if he was giving her a chance to regret it.

Yang Yi simply didn't know what to do at this moment. Should he close his eyes? But does that make it seem like I can't wait for him to...kiss me? Then keep your eyes open? Wouldn't that be weirder?

Her heart almost jumped out of her chest, and she heard the whole world echoing her beating heartbeat. She felt like she was on a fire, being roasted and burned, and her blood was boiling. Her world has been turned upside down.

Chris's lips were very soft. He first gently and carefully tested her, and then moved forward after realizing that she was not disgusted.

She was like a stupid little fish, frozen on the spot. He gently leaned into her and touched her tentatively. She moved away a little in fright, then turned back to look at him stiffly. She was too unfamiliar, so he pulled her in a good-tempered way and guided her, and the two little fishes danced together in the stream...

Yang Yi felt like fireworks were going off in his head, crackling, making his ears ring, and his eyes dazzling, making him blind.

His breath is also orange-flavored. Maybe he uses orange-flavored mouthwash, maybe he chews orange-flavored gum, or maybe he is a big sweet orange...

Yang Yi's brain was almost like a paste, and confused thoughts were floating around in her mind like floaters. Whenever she deliberately caught the nasty mosquito, it slowly disappeared.

He is so sweet. Why does a man taste so good...

Yang Yi thought in a daze that she had not eaten any food in her stomach for many days, and the smell of food smelled of decay to her. She convinced herself and hypnotized herself that these were normal, and she was just in advance. Perceive the future state of food...

But at this moment, this sweet orange had no decaying air of death at all. It was even more delicious, more tempting, and more vibrant than real oranges. Her stomach, which had been empty for many days, suddenly felt doubly hungry.

The torture she suffered from "Him" during the day was even worse, and she was even more hungry. She was like an extremely thirsty traveler in the desert, eager to drink the sweet water...

not enough! not enough! Too little!

The cells in her whole body were clamoring, they were restless, like a wild wolf that had been hungry for more than ten days and finally found a lone sheep. It pounced on it crazily, biting his muscles, thirsting for his blood, and absorbing it. His life...

'hey-hey……'

Suddenly, she heard a sneer, which sounded like mockery, viciousness, and a good show.

Yang Yi suddenly woke up and hurriedly looked at Chris, only to see an intoxicated and confused expression on his face, as if he had seen the most beautiful and happiest scene in life - the same expression as the corpses under the altar.

She pushed Chris away suddenly, feeling as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. A deep chill penetrated her soul, making her shiver.

"What's wrong?" Chris seemed to suddenly wake up. He looked at Yang Yi in confusion, not knowing that he had just walked around the gate of hell.

"I...I have to leave, I have a meeting tomorrow." She stammered, her teeth chattering. Before Chris could react, she quickly flew high into the sky and disappeared in an instant.