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I don't know how to face you, so I'll go first. "

Eros waved goodbye to me with calm eyes, as if he had seen such a scene thousands of times.What is the love that has existed for hundreds of millions of years and has existed since ancient times.What have you never seen before?

I left the tavern.Ares didn't chase him out, and I walked for a long time, but he didn't chase him out.

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Something has happened recently, maybe the update every night will be late, sorry.Alas, strive for fewer typos...

4. Eros

Although Apollo's recollection cannot be fully traced, he still has some impressions of the night he returned to Olympus shortly after he left the small town tavern, and I certainly remember that night.

Why does the love in our stories, the destruction in our stories, the oblivion in our stories all happen at night?Is it only the night that frees us from all the glamorous pretense of the day, makes us experience love, face destruction, and make us forget?Nix, is your alias the truth, do you have two sides of tenderness and cruelty?

Apollo asked me what it was like to experience destruction.

I asked him, "Son of God, how does it feel to experience the loss of divinity?"

He laughed, fiddled with his long hair, and said: "Aphrodite, mock me as much as you want, satirize me, I am a god who fell for some reason, and I also regained my divinity in a daze God, forgive my stupidity for not being able to give you an answer."

I took his hand and kissed the back of his hand, and we both laughed.Then I said: "I have seen the death of Adonis, I have seen the day when all roses withered, and the thorns of roses can no longer pierce me, because they have become so weak, so soft, I have seen Lympus, and we stepped down from the altar, love songs are no longer sung for us, we have to sing by ourselves.” I was a little emotional when I said that, the tip of my nose was sore, I reached out and wiped the corners of my eyes, Said, "But all the destruction is less than that night, the shepherd fell asleep in my arms, his body is so light, the body of a mortal is always so light after losing his memory, not as heavy as a leaf, but My body is so heavy, so heavy, I sink into the Aegean Sea, I will sink to the deepest point, I will kiss the back of Poseidon's feet, I will sink into the Sicilian volcano, I will sink to the deepest point, I will go Kiss the ankle of Hephaestus. My heart is closed, and the door of my heart is wrapped with iron chains, which cannot be broken or untied, and the fire of my love will be extinguished from then on. Destruction..." I muttered, " I never fell in love with any one person, any god, any dawn, any evening." I said, "I tried, I kissed every boy's lips, I slipped into every girl's heart, I was in love I linger in the old man's riddled memory, I have everyone's phone number in my phone book, I catch the signal of sympathy in the airwaves, but no one can make me feel the pain and be obsessed with that pain."

Apollo took out his lyre, looked at me, and played it.He said: "O son of Hera, incarnation of strife, the last being loved by Eros."

His tone was faint, as if he was singing, and the song sounded really sad.I stroked his cheek, kissed his cheek, and said: "Don't be sad for me, Phoebus, I have experienced the unforgettable love, what will happen if I can't love again?"

Apollo smiled and said in a lighter tone, "Let him be your first and last love."

I pouted: "It's definitely not the beginning, but it's definitely the end. It's the end of time, the end of life."

Apollo said, "You are immortal."

I said, "Then he is the end of eternal life."

He added: "You still love him now." He still looked at me with scorching eyes.

I said, "I love him as always, as ever, at the end of time, at the end of eternity."

I looked at him and said, "Then tell me something you remember."

Apollo smiled, ran his fingers over the strings of the lyre, and said, "I thought you had heard that from Artemis."

I said, "I want to hear you tell me."

Holding the wooden instrument, Apollo recalled: "I remember walking in the mountains at night, I couldn't see what was in the dark, I didn't remember what I was thinking, how should I describe it, lost my mind? Well, maybe because of that, but anyway I fell off a cliff, I bled a lot, and I felt like I was going to die."

I said, "Then you met a shepherd." I lowered my eyes, "The shepherd..."

It was also the shepherd I met, the shepherd who brought me ruin.

Apollo said, "Yes. The shepherd in the prophecy I brought you not long ago."

I raised my eyes and looked at Apollo again, he was looking around, yes, that prophecy happened not long ago, before the gods scattered to the world, before Apollo and Ares fought into the cave of fate , before I fell in love with Ares, before Apollo glimpsed from somewhere in the woods the golden-helmeted Mars rode by alone.

Apollo continued: "When I was dying, I saw a shepherd who tried to rescue me, but his strength was too weak, so he said, he went to the town to find someone to help. I said, yes No, I know I'm going to die, so go to the tavern in town and pass me a message.

"He asked me what to say. He asked me who to send it to.

"I said, go find a man with black hair and black eyes. When you see him, you'll know who I'm talking about."

I looked at Apollo, and Apollo shrugged and said, "Then, I don't remember."

He frowned and thought for a moment, then smiled calmly: "Forgotten things always have a reason to be forgotten, it's best not to think about them."

I kissed him on the cheek again: "Forgive me, Phoebus."

He hugged me and I said, "But I don't regret it."

I said, "I went from Florence to that town, that tavern, to meet him, to meet my love. I love him."

Apollo nodded: "You love him."

I also moved my jaw: "My love. I saw him in the tavern, he was so melancholy, the black breath surrounded him, it was not the despair and pain of the world, it was his own sorrow, he mourned Ask me eagerly if the song I sang for him that night in Thrace, that night by the Iros River, can be sung for him again.

"I said, on the night of the sacrifice, I smelled the burning smell of a pure soul, and fell asleep with my deep love for you and the torment this love gave me.

"He looked at me dejectedly, not so sad anymore, but just confused. He asked me if Apollo became what I was that night. He didn't need to say more about the next words."

Apollo kissed me on the cheek and said, "Forgive me, Aphrodite, I just wanted to win his heart for you, you look so distressed."

I hugged him, and he said, "So that night, I sang for him...we went to the river of Iros..."

I continued: "So, I asked Eros, where did Apollo go. Eros said, he went, and I don't know where he went. Ares didn't speak anymore, and he didn't look at me anymore. I couldn't sit down in the tavern. , I went outside to breathe, and at that time, I met the shepherd.

"The shepherd said, Quick! There is a man in the forest who has stumbled and fallen off the cliff, and he is dying! Quick! He needs our help! He shouted all the way. Look at what a handsome fair-haired lad! If so die What a crime! I stopped him..." I stopped, looked at Apollo, stared at him, and then continued, "The shepherd said, his hair is like silk! , his body is like a sculpture. I asked him, was he hurt badly. He said, yes. I asked again, was he hurt enough to die? He said, there is no life in his eyes! Anyway I think he's about to lose his head! He asked me to go to the tavern to find a black-haired guy to pass on a message!

"That's when I took out Hermes' wand and I hypnotized the shepherd. I said, go to sleep, go to sleep. Forget, forget."

Apollo chuckled, a little helpless: "So we don't know what I'm going to say to Ares."

I begged Apollo's forgiveness again: "Please forgive my ugly jealousy, my unbearable suspicion, that was not my intention, it was the curse of love on me, and I was powerless to resist. Phoebus, forgive me."

He hugged me again, his body was so warm, I felt that what I hugged was a glimpse of the sun cast on the world.I couldn't help but shed tears.Who wouldn't be melted by such warmth, who wouldn't be moved by such radiance?

I said, "The shepherd's cry has attracted many people, including Ares. I begged him to stay, but he went anyway. He went deep into the night to find you."

Apollo frowned in thought, but remained silent.I said, "I haven't seen Ares since. Hermes told me he's now growing forget-me-nots and roses in a small town in Bulgaria."

Apollo was quite surprised: "He became a flower farmer?" He smiled, "I haven't seen Hermes for a long time!"

I was rather embarrassed: "I broke the vows I made, and every time I see him, I feel ashamed."

Apollo's eyes suddenly turned away, and he said softly, "How long ago was this?"

I said, "Not long ago."

Apollo agreed: "Yes, not long ago."

I said: "Later