You are a predestined person [comprehensive]

"You surprised me."

Natsume sat up from the ground and looked towards the place where the sound came from.He was slightly surprised, he didn't know what happened, but his impudent hair turned silvery white.

He still looks like a teenager, but his eyes under the white hair are already very old.

Buwang continued: "I originally thought that after seeing Ye Dou Shen like that, you would feel afraid and abandon him."

Natsume asked: "If I choose to abandon Yato and stop trusting him, will I be trapped in this dream forever?"

"Whether it's trust or betrayal, as long as you make a decision, the dream will collapse," Bu Wangshen said, "Thank you for making a decision that surprised me."

"Thank me?" Natsume looked at him.

"Thank you for rekindling my hope for mankind. Although it is late, I am very happy. If I have another chance, I believe that I can also find believers who are willing to believe in me forever. After all, people like Night Fighting God Gods can..."

"Hey!" Yato interrupted him, "Do you have to hit me with your last words?"

Buwangshen smiled and stood up. He looked at Natsume and said, "I'm sorry for causing you to be involved in dreams several times because of me. As compensation, I will give you the rest of my life."

Natsume opened his eyes wide.

With a relaxed tone, he said that he gave him the rest of his life, as if he was just giving him an insignificant little thing.

"I don't want it." Natsume refused without hesitation.

"I have gave it to you."

Natsume thought of the gentle power that kept pouring into his body when the dream collapsed and his consciousness fell into chaos, which was long and full of vitality.

He froze, not knowing what to say for a moment, "How could you..."

Obviously at the last moment he regarded Buwangshen as an enemy, but at this moment he unconsciously accepted such a precious gift.

Buwang turned around and flicked his sleeves, the barrier was scattered, and Natsume saw Xueyin standing outside the shrine with an anxious face.

It was already dawn, and on a cloudy day without sunshine, there were a few birds chirping in the woods.

Buwang looked at Yetou and said, "It's almost over, God of Yetou."

Yato took a deep look at him, nodded, and shouted in a deep voice: "Snow device!"

Holding the long and narrow sheathless sword in the palm of his hand, Natsume felt that Yukine made him feel more comfortable than the girl in white clothes he saw in his dream.

Natsume still remembers the agreement between the night before falling into a dream and the non-judgmental god, and they still have a fight.

He opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything to stop him, but he seemed to have foreseen something in his heart.

When the long knife pierced the heart, the countless demons from the other side hidden in the forest gave out sharp and piercing cries, and the cries quickly fell silent, like the tide receding.

Standing in the shrine, Natsume pursed her lips, feeling an unspeakable sadness in her heart.

Yato withdrew the artifact and called back Yukine.

Buwangshen staggered back two steps and stabilized his body.

Natsume saw that the gray-black ailments had spread to his cheeks.

"Thank you for allowing me to preserve the only remaining dignity of the gods before I fell completely."

Buwangshen's voice was low and hoarse, and he slowly turned around and stared at the ancient shrine that belonged to him.

His pupils are no longer dark red, but have returned to the previous black, and his eyes are serious and gentle as he stares at the shrine.

The memory overlapped, and Natsume remembered the dream he had that night in Yahara.

The young god was wearing a gorgeous kimono painted with totems. He sat in the shrine and stared at the humans who kept coming to pray and worship, his eyes were as soft as at this moment.

Natsume felt that he could understand and not be delusional.

The betrayal of human beings made him degenerate, and his love for human beings made him unable to degenerate completely. He became a monster wandering between this shore and the other shore, suffering deeply in unwillingness and regret.

Finally freed it.

Natsume saw thousands of light spots scattered outside the shrine, like the sun shining from the rising sun.

The black teapot left in the shrine was completely shattered and turned into nothingness.

Xueyin murmured: "A god has disappeared..."

Yato took a deep breath, "Yes, disappeared, you did a good job."

Xueyin exploded instantly: "Why are you blaming me again? You are the one holding the knife! Speaking of which, you can explain to me clearly what happened!"

"I'll explain to you later." Yato reassuredly grabbed Xueyin's head twice, and pushed him aside.

He walked up to Natsume and asked softly, "Are you all right, are you okay?"

"It's okay," Natsume shook his head, "it's just a little shocking, a god just disappeared."

"It's not that simple," Yato explained: "His body has been eroded by chiggers for a long time, and it has reached the point where he cannot be suppressed. If I don't do it, he will soon completely degenerate into a monster on the other side. I gave you the rest of my life with my divine weapon before, otherwise you thought it would be so easy to kill a god?"

Natsume asked, "If he doesn't give me his life, will he still exist for a long time?"

Yato stretched out his arms and hugged him, "Natsume, you don't have to blame yourself or feel sorry for this. You can see it too. It's not arrogant to say that he hates humans and hates humans, but he still loves humans deeply and cannot give up what he once had. Believers. Even without me, he would not allow himself to completely degenerate into a monster to harm the human beings on this side. You were involved in the dream he designed twice, and walked out twice. The life he gave you is your compensation. Or rewards, it’s fine. If you still have a psychological burden, you can treat it as the service fee for me to send him out. That’s right! Service fee.”

Natsume rested his chin on Yato's shoulder, lowered his eyes to look at the wooden texture on the floor, and replied, "Okay."

Yato sent Natsume home, and Natsume was worried that Aunt Toko would be worried if she didn't see him when she got up.

On the way back, he hesitated and asked, "Then I'm going to live a long, long time?"

"Don't underestimate the vitality of a god." Yato's tone sounded a little happy, "I really should thank the god for giving me such a big gift, let's forget about imprisoning me in the place of delusions. "

Xia Mu said nothing.

Yato hooked his shoulder and pinched his ear, "What are you thinking?"

Without waiting for Natsume to answer, Yato continued on his own, "I know, I suddenly realized that my life is much longer than ordinary people, and I can't accept it for a while, is it? Thinking that my relatives and friends will grow old and leave, It must be very hard, right?"

"Yeah," Natsume sighed, "After all, the sadness of parting is always reserved for those who walk last."

"That's right," Yeto imitated him and sighed, "If I didn't have a god, this sadness would be left to me forever."

Natsume turned his head to look at Yato, and Yato was also looking at him with the corner of his mouth raised.

He did think about this problem before, whether human life is too short compared to gods or monsters, he will grow old and leave.It's just that this question is too heavy, and every time it flashes across his mind, he will forcibly ignore it and refuse to think about it.

When talking about it with Mr. Cat, the teacher would always snort and say that the account of friends would finally fall into my hands.

What about Yato?He can only accompany Yato for a short few decades, and Yato will be very sad when he leaves, right?How long will this sadness last?

He really wanted to walk with Yato all the time.

If you think this way, you really have to thank you for not being arrogant.

As if hearing what he was thinking, Yato whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, no matter what happens in the future, I will always be by your side."

"Yeah!" Natsume nodded heavily.

After walking for a while, Yato suddenly asked, "Natsume, did that dream scare you?"

Natsume replied sincerely: "A little bit."

Ye Dou focused his eyes and explained: "I am the god of war, and also the god of misfortune, the god of disaster and disaster. In the age of war, I maintain my existence by accepting the desire to kill."

Natsume recalled the picture in the dream, looking around was a boundless dark red, he whispered: "I know, I saw it."

"But I still want to tell you personally," although Yato was smiling, but his tone was very serious, "Thank you for believing in me, and you are still willing to believe in me after seeing me like that. Natsume, I will not let you down. "

The summer wind blows slowly, the air is full of the fragrance of flowers blooming on the side of the road, the fields in the distance are thousands of miles away, and the river flows happily.

All of this is not as exciting as the promise of the gods in front of you.

I will not let you down.

How can I be disappointed in you?

Natsume frowned and smiled.

When he got to the bridge, Yato looked down into the river.

It was this glance that made him shout excitedly: "Wait for me! Very fast!"

Before Natsume could react, Yato had already jumped off the bridge.

The river is clear, the grass is lush on the banks, and there are round or sharp stones deposited on the bottom of the river.

Yato bent down and groped in the river, and quickly ran back to the bridge.

He spread his palms.

Natsume blinked, and what lay in his palm was a milky white stone.

There is a dark red crack on the upper edge of the stone.

Natsume felt unbelievable: "It really looks like it." He looked under the bridge with his head, "Yato, you have really good eyes."

Yato scratched his hair, a little embarrassed, "Our gods have good eyesight."

He put the stone in Natsume's hand, "Here it is for you."

Natsume smiled at him, recalling Little Yato in the dream, and smiled even more happily, and said, "Thank you, God."

Yato waved his hand very boldly, "I'm your boyfriend, why don't you be polite by picking up a stone!"

After speaking, he quickly turned around and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

Natsume was stunned for a while before digesting this sentence.

Boyfriend...

He caught up with Yato.

Yato suddenly squatted on the side of the road.

Natsume pulled and pulled Yato up, and saw Yato blushing as expected.

He couldn't help laughing.

Yato was so angry that he was powerless, "Stop laughing!"

Natsume suppressed a smile and commented: "It's so cute, boyfriend."

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