Cupid winks

Cast broken shadows on the grass.There are no tourists here, and Ares and I walked among the stone pillars, and a sense of sadness surged up.

I said, "The gods have fallen."

Ares asked me: "Do you regret knowing this era?"

I said, "No, I know, this time will come someday."

I said again: "Maybe, I have a little regret."

Suddenly a group of young girls came running towards us, shouting, "Apollo! Is that Apollo?"

I winked at Ares: "Look! Who said the gods have fallen?"

Unexpectedly, these girls went straight to Ares. They knocked on his armor, stroked his arms, and praised his muscle lines. I was angry at first, but then I felt helpless and wanted to laugh.I smiled and stood aside, while Ares had a face full of reluctance, but he couldn't break free from the girls' siege.Girls chirp him: "Do you have a Facebook account? Oh my god, are you a model?"

"Do I need money to take a photo with you?"

"Can I take a picture with you?"

Ares' reluctance gradually turned into anger. Seeing that he was about to lose his temper, I pulled him out of the crowd.We walked out of the Temple of Zeus, and Ares slapped his armor and complained: "This is the worst thing that happened to me!"

"Misidentified as me?"

"Perfume is the worst invention of the 21st century!!"

I laughed, Ares sneezed big, and I said, "Apollo."

Ares snorted: "Idiot tourists, all Greeks in armor are Apollos to them."

"No, it's a handsome man in armor walking around in front of the temple."

I said again: "If we go to Troy, you are Achilles. If we appear on the streets of Paris, it may be a special actor invited by Hermès to celebrate the founding of the company."

Ares said: "You are too adapted to this era!"

At this moment, someone on the side of the road raised a mobile phone towards us, and a boy whistled and shouted to Ares frivolously: "Zeus! Is it you?"

I raised Ares's hand and waved at him: "No, he's Thor who hasn't had time to dye his hair!"

Ares walked away quickly, and he walked back to the pawn shop I went to earlier with a dull head.He also became his armor and changed into a black suit.

We are walking the streets of Athens.Ares said: "I have inquired with the shop owner that to go to Mount Olympus, you need to take a train to Thessaloniki first, and then take a bus from there."

"How long is that going to take?" I looked him over. "Does he think we're fans of Greek mythology?"

Ares said: "He thought Athena was a wife of Zeus."

I covered my ears: "God!"

Ares looked up at the sky, and then shouted: "God!"

No God answers our call.I said, "Not bad, they don't need to offer living sacrifices. This is a correct choice of faith. To develop society, more labor is needed."

"They sacrificed their spiritual freedom," Ares said.

I nodded and said, "They sacrificed part of their freedom in exchange for most of their freedom, to the law and to morality."

I asked him, "Do you still want to be a human being? You may be judged morally, bound by the law, and you no longer have full freedom."

Ares said: "I am not free, don't you? Have you never thought about who you are, apart from being a god?"

I laughed: "I am a god, why should I put aside my identity as a god?"

He asked me: "Besides your integrity, your prophecies, your poetry, your lyre, your temples, your priestesses, your cities, your people who believe in you, what else do you have?"

I own……

what do i have

I looked down at the ground, put my hands in my pockets, and let me think.

I asked Ares, "How long does it take to go to Olympus?"

"Seven or eight hours," he said.

"Seven or eight hours," I said, "there are 24 hours in a day, six 10 minutes in an hour, 1 seconds in a minute, seconds... light years, and a light year is a unit of distance, you know?"

Ares nodded.I said, "Victory for the Thessaly."

What is Thessaloniki like now?

I said, "Then let's buy train tickets."

We found the train station in Athens. There were only tickets for the late train to Thessaloniki. We bought one for each of us, and there were still seven or eight hours before the departure.Ares and I sat down in a cafe near the train station.We each asked for a cup of coffee, and the coffee came to the table. I couldn't wait to taste it. It was really bitter. I added some sugar to it, but it was still too difficult to drink. I called the waiter again and ordered a glass of red wine.I looked around and asked him, "Do you sell cigarettes here?"

The waiter served me wine and gave me a pack of cigarettes.I drank the red wine, which was too light compared to the good wine of Olympus. The taste of overripe berries was too strong and the aftertaste was not enough. I lit a cigarette and took a sip.

I looked around the circle again, and the people around us were either drinking coffee, drinking red wine, or smoking.

Some people, like me, have all three things in front of them.I don’t quite understand these three things that everyone seems to be obsessed with in the 21st century. They are either too bitter and need to be added, or they are too bland and not tasty enough, or they have no taste at all. After inhaling them, they just make people want to cough them out. According to my priestesses, the incense of Delphi, though tasteless, would lift you up if you inhaled it, as if you were going to ascend to heaven.Ascend to the realm of the gods.Maybe it’s because in this day and age, they don’t care about God anymore. If they want a strong body and a healthy body, they go to the gym and see a doctor. Classmates, they want to prophesy... No one believes in the prophecy anymore.

Holding a cigarette and leaning my elbows on the table, I asked Ares, "Is this the choice you're talking about people can make?"

Ares took the cigarette, took a sip, coughed, shrugged, and said: "Choices are not necessarily smart, making stupid choices is also part of life."

I laughed and asked him, "Do you think we can go back to Mount Olympus?"

Ares looked at me suspiciously: "The ticket has already been bought, what else can I ask?"

I said: "I don't know, the sailcloth fell, and we came here, here..." I pointed to my side, "Does this place really exist? Is this place really in the era after us? Human beings After the golden age, the silver age, the bronze age, what era is this here?"

One person, two people, three people are scattered in the cafe, people sitting at a table don't talk, drink, drink coffee, look at the mobile phone in the palm, something in the small screen makes them laugh, across the street is A group of disgraced beggars, holding cards that read "Treat Refugees Kindly" in their hands, stared indifferently at every pedestrian passing by.

I said, "Is it the age of tobacco, the age of alcohol, the age of coffee, or the age of independence?"

I stood up and walked to the side of two men and women seated opposite each other. I was standing behind the girl. She was swiping the screen quickly and waving her fingers. Photos passed by her hands one after another. She didn't seem to realize it. My existence, I reached out and touched her hair, the girl turned her head suddenly: "Hey!"

I smiled: "A butterfly landed on your hair." I gestured: "A beautiful butterfly, but not as beautiful as you, it felt ashamed and flew away."

The girl frowned and warned me: "If you don't leave, I will call the police!"

The boy across from her glanced at me, yawned, and said nothing.

I smiled at the girl and went back to sit next to Ares.Ares was overjoyed: "It seems that you are really out of date."

I said, "Yes, I'm outdated, Athena is outdated, we're all outdated!"

I got up, crossed the road, and gave my unfinished pack of cigarettes to the group of beggars, and the beggars waved at me, yelling, "Dude! Where's the lighter!"

Ares also crossed the road, and there was an extra newspaper in his hand. We read the newspaper while walking. The headline of the newspaper said that the conflict between India and Pakistan was intensifying. The next page was a Hollywood star giving birth, and the next page was an advertisement for immigrants. Pizza delivery discount coupon.The last two pages are some call girls' phone numbers.I counted them, and there were forty on one page, two full pages, front and back.

Can 160 girls cope with the raw desire of the whole city?see.

I stopped a passerby and asked, "Where is the nearest church?"

The passer-by said, "It's on the corner of the street."

We walked down this dirty little street and into a church with a steeple bell tower.Just then, the big clock in the clock tower rang.A flock of gray pigeons flew out of the bell tower.I pushed open the door of the church and walked in.

Ares also came in, and I whispered to him: "The so-called gods other than God are heretics, be careful not to be touched by the holy water, or we will all melt."

Ares said, "I know what you have, you glib."

I laughed, it was too quiet in the church, my laughter seemed a bit exaggerated, a woman kneeling on the long wooden bench behind the pew gave me a silent look.I bowed to her, found a seat and sat down.

I heard small cries, and I asked Ares inexplicably: "Why are you crying? Isn't worshiping God a happy thing? Can't faith give them happiness? Then why should we believe? Why should we believe in suffering? "I looked at the statue in the center of the church