Celestial night

Still as usual, the devil stood at the door of the chamber, waiting respectfully for the prince.The prince had one last thing to do and called the devil in.

The prince gave the devil a laurel sprig, the slender leaf bursting with life.

It is a thank-you gift to the prince from the last person who has finished his audience.

The laurel tree is evergreen for one year and has become a very popular plant.Without thinking, the devil wove the branches into a crown and put it on the prince's head.

Laurel --- bestowed on all successful people.

"This is the best gift from the people of Baghdad." It was like a silent coronation.

The prince didn't expect the devil's unexpected move at all, he was a little stunned, and then he reacted.The prince looked at the hand that brought him the laurel crown, held it unconsciously, and rubbed his lips against the inside of Juanjuan's flowing wrist.

"Do you know the story of the laurels?" the prince asked back.

Cupid has two arrows, one for deep love and the other for unmoved.The first arrow hit Apollo, and the second arrow hit Daphne.

He loves Daphne and has always confessed to chasing her, but Daphne turned into a laurel tree in the end.He felt very remorseful, apologized to the laurel tree but could not stop the eternal love.In the end, he made a harp out of her wood, and decorated his bow with flowers. His love for her was as uncontrollable as a disease.

The prince played with the devil's hair, telling unspeakable stories in circles and circles, with eyes full of indistinct emotions.Leaving a invisible kiss, obscure and sacred, just like the Apollo who has been secretly in love with Daphne, it is impossible to control it after a little taste.

The devil helped him wash and dress every morning, and stood respectfully at the door every afternoon waiting for him to return.

Even though he was so close to the princess in front of the devil, the devil didn't care at all.

The prince's complexion was a little distorted and sick, and the prince was unwilling to do so.He wants more and more, he wants more and more of this person, he wants to possess him, he wants to capture him, he wants to lock him forever, let him be the only one in his world, and he wants to be right He told his deepest desires, and then practiced them one by one.

Seven years of searching for hysteria was almost crazy. Every night was so difficult and depressing. He didn't even know whether the demon was dead or alive.

A person walked in the desert for seven days and seven nights without any long-term possessions.Search again and again, hope again and again, despair again and again.He couldn't remember how many times he fainted and how many times he woke up, the only thing left in his mind was the last words of parting.

"Wait for me in Baghdad." It was like a spell, circling over and over again, heart-piercing.

He did not know how many days and nights passed like this until the prince burned the poet's red feather.

"He is still alive," said the poet.

"I will find the devil," said the prince.

"Your Majesty, the Seventh Demon God Amon can help you." After speaking, he gave him another feather and then disappeared.

Amon, the seventh demon god enshrined in Baghdad, is a hermit and no one has seen his real appearance.But he not only possesses the magical power to control flames, but he also has any door that can lead to where people want.

No matter what the cost, I will find you.

When the old city lord picked him up, he was like a broken doll, and brought him back to Baghdad.

The prince is left with only one obsession called the devil.

The prince found the demon god Amon.

"I am the Seventh Demon God, Amon. I will submit to you and give you the ability to control fire. Your sword will receive my blessing and burn all unclean things for you, my master and my king." Amon said .

For seven years, he frantically searched for that person, but what was he looking for in the end? His whereabouts are unknown.He can only stay in Baghdad, waiting for the devil to fulfill his promise.In the eternal waiting, stuck in the quagmire, unable to extricate myself, hoping to find you, but also afraid of finding you.

If only you could sneak a peek at me for a while, but you never showed up.Then why did you come into my life.

I hate you.I was originally an indifferent and stubborn person, but you forced my way into my life, burned my soul, and left an indelible mark.

He could hardly feel anything, as if something had gone out, and felt that his whole mind was immersed in it, letting it fend for itself, like a walking dead.

The prince didn't know why the devil chose him in the first place. He always felt that there was a shadow in the devil's eyes. Then I would become that person, the person you like to look forward to. Will you come?

until the spring of the seventh year.

With a flick of a finger, under the guidance of the old city lord, the prince grew from a taciturn boy to a radiant young man. He became stronger and more stable, learned to hide, and learned to hide his strength.Learn to put all your emotions in the deepest place.

You said you like to see me smile, then I will learn to laugh, you like all the dazzling appearance, then I will become like that, you said you want me to wait for you in Baghdad, and I will wait for you here.I have become your favorite, waiting for you here, why don't you come?The young man lost all patience, and there was a black swirl in his eyes. If you don't come, then I will go find you and lock you by my side forever.

My mind is small and can only accommodate one person, and that person has one and only one possibility, and that is you.

The prince opened the door and found the demon.

When the princess saw the devil, she hugged him very gently, as if water would flow through her fingers.

"Seven years....I finally found you." The princess's voice was heartbreaking.

The princess's expression is like the joy and despair of regaining the loss, intertwined equally, making it difficult to see clearly.

Have you heard a story.

Legend has it that there was a devil who was trapped in a bottle and sank to the bottom of the sea.

In the 100th year, he promised that whoever releases it will give him prosperity and wealth for the rest of his life.In the 200th year, he promised that whoever releases it will give him endless treasures.In the 300th year, he promised that whoever releases it can promise anything.However, 300 years, 400 years, 500 years... no one has come.

The devil is falling apart while waiting, endless waiting is like Schrödinger's cat, it may be alive or dead, until one possibility collapses on top of the other, the difference between heaven and hell is one word, and the hope at the end of the expectation turns into a deep hope Hate, constantly torturing his will.

The devil finally promised that whoever let it out would kill him.He didn't even dare to let the demon see him, fearing that the desire would overwhelm him and scare him away.

I've waited too long for you, Bai Dulun.

The princess's hands turned white so hard that she embedded the demon in her arms, dipped into the bone marrow, connected with flesh and blood, and wanted to eat you into her belly.There are only two things in this world that others cannot steal, one is the knowledge in the brain, and the other is the food in the stomach.To me, you are not a vegetable or a meal, a skin-to-skin relationship, but an immortal desire, a dream of a hero in a decadent life.

Bai Dulun, I can't help it.

The author has something to say:

Hey, Moubai is still unwilling to abuse the protagonist. We all know that revenge stories are not as good-looking as Xiaobai's stories!firm.

Also, the story of the laurel crown comes from ancient Greek mythology. It probably tells a story about licking a dog. In the end, the goddess turned into a tree orz. . .