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God can't dream, but Yabel can, although he has already forgotten how long he hasn't had a dream, so he is a little at a loss in the dream.

He is sensible, he knows this is a dream, because he will not quickly return to his childhood, and he will not naively say to Ent, "Brother, you are so beautiful!"

Ente is four hundred years older than him. He is sitting on the pure white steps outside the church with a heavy book in his arms. His golden hair reminds people of a harvested wheat field and warm sunshine. There is a deep lake in front of him, as the pages of the book are turned. The carp jumped out of the water, raised pearl-like water droplets in a beautiful arc in the air, and fell back into the water silently.

Ent just sat there unprepared and read his book, until he walked over and said this sentence, there was a beautiful arc on the corner of his mouth, his crooked eyes were full of smiles, he gently closed his eyes book, and said, "Thank you for your compliment, Your Highness. You are just as touching."

Ent is a magnet with a strong magnetic field, which attracts everyone without accident.Yabel is also one of these people. He found himself loving this perfect person instinctively, and hoped that he could love him as much as he liked him, but he knew that this was impossible.

The price of falling in love with someone of the same sex is too painful, he is reluctant to let such a good-looking person fall into the sky and wrap himself in pitch-black feathers, so he buries his love in his heart just like everyone else.

He is the son of an angel on the first day, and his father died because of fighting against demons, how could he abandon the priest's love and walk into the enemy's camp?

But his wings had already started to turn black, and Ent's wings were the same as his.But they just stayed together, without any intimate contact, without any warning, without any reason, they ushered in such an ending.

That day when he went home to pack up the things he had to prepare for leaving, the skylight connecting heaven and hell had been opened, and he could see the dark black hole in his own room, where he would stay in the future, no sunlight, no temperature, what? nothing.

He packed his things and went downstairs, and heard the conversation between his mother and Ent.

"As the wife of an angel on the first day, shouldn't it be extremely embarrassing for my son to fall into the sky?"

"He has made his own choice. I pray that the priest will bless him. Even if the priest will not bless him, I will, because he is my only son. Whether it is doting or my own willfulness, I will not Keep what you have and give him what you have.”

"You are betraying the priest." The sound of pouring tea sounded, and Ent continued, "Madam, please..." On the way, it's a pity that Jabel didn't hear the two words clearly.He still hid in a blind spot of vision, listening quietly.

The mother gulped it down, "It's delicious, thank you... for your black tea." She put down the tea set gracefully, the severe pain in her body did not hinder her in any way, she stood up to meet her son, and put her tea on his forehead Kiss, "Little beauty, I heard that there are many delicious things in hell, remember to bring some to me."

At that time, there was no trade between hell and heaven. Even if Yabel really bought something that his mother hadn't eaten, it was impossible to go to heaven to give it to her.

But she didn't mind saying it, and showed her gluttony in front of her son as usual, and winked playfully to make Jabel relax.

"It's best to book a bed for me, but the bed is about to collapse."

Jabel was now at the door in a daze to write down one by one, but he didn't know when his mother had finished speaking. She seemed to be talking all the time, telling herself, and using all kinds of incongruous methods to annoy him. This kind of off-line thought made him buy things, but in fact she didn't say anything.Not even a hug.

"Mom..." Seeing that he was still refusing to leave, his mother took off her shoes and flew towards his ass, but he nimbly avoided him.His mother leaned against the door with her waist down and waved at him lazily, "Don't come back without food, and I won't open the door when you come back."

Yabel stared blankly at the hem of her clothes becoming transparent, and then suddenly realized that he was still in a dream, almost stumbled back and ran back, his outstretched hand grasped nothingness in the dots, and he watched helplessly. My mother's soul dissipated in the air, and flew towards the skylight like a butterfly fluttering in the dazzling sunlight.

The white butterfly brushed his cheek and kissed his ear, "Son, I'm going to find your sissy father. Tell me...will he open the door for me?"

She said, "The seemingly holy appearance is sometimes dirty inside, and the sky without a trace of impurities is often a dark universe."

She said, "The faith of the angels is the great priest, and my faith is your father."

Jabel's body trembled uncontrollably. It was the first time he saw such an ending in his dreams. His mother was fine before he fell into heaven, but he never saw her again. He even suspected that his mother had died long ago. , It's just that he doesn't know, it's just that he doesn't dare to know.

For thousands of years, what my mother wants to eat can be easily bought here, but he can't deliver it. The trade between heaven and hell has not improved at all. His fantasies are fantasies after all. s home.

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Jabel was a little angel when he was a child