If you wear it fast, you will return the scum

I'm Payne.

After Mitchell's death, I waited in the Demon Realm for 1000 years until Raphael summoned me back from the God Realm, saying that the World Tree had changed.

I have seen this vision once in Viserys' prophetic eye.

I think Mitchell is finally coming back to me.

With a bit of surprise and expectation, I went to God Realm.

Before the World Tree, I met Raphael again.I hadn't seen him for a long time, since our marriage briefly existed and vanished thousands of years ago.

Goodbye him, I will no longer have the feeling of heartbeat.

There is a little angel hidden in my heart, a little angel with green eyes, who obediently follows me, and does her best to fulfill all my wishes.

His name is Mitchell.

Mitchell was reborn from the world tree, and his form was just an immature baby.

I picked him up carefully, he nestled in my arms, the golden light lingering on him gradually dissipated, and I also saw a mark on his fair chest, near the heart.

It was a cross-shaped mark, an arrow wound.

I suddenly suffocated and looked at Mitchell again. He opened his eyes at this moment, but there was nothing in his eyes.

I feel that things are a bit beyond my expectations, as if everything is no longer going according to the track.

I hugged him and hurriedly left the God Realm and returned to the Demon Realm.

I put my finger on his chest to test it out, and the heart in that chest was throbbing, as if responding to me.

It was a demon heart, and it belonged to Harris.

And Mitchell had fallen asleep with his fingers in his mouth.

When Mitchell got a little older, my guess was confirmed—he was an idiot.

Perhaps his brain was damaged when he was reborn, or he lost a certain part of his memory when he died, and he became unresponsive and had a low IQ.

It's just that the longer he grows, the more he looks like his previous life, with big green eyes, golden curly hair, and snow-white wings.

He won't call me Penn again, no matter how many times I tell him.

He can remember the maid's name, Senel's name, and some people who often contact him, but he can't call my name.

Every time I teach him, he seems to have something blocked in his throat, and even shows a little cringe on his face.

He is afraid of me, which is caused by the injury in the previous life.

I wanted to hug him and express my apologies to him.He would let me hug him, but he didn't understand anything I said.

I seem to be telling someone else's story, and the person concerned has simply forgotten those things.

I took good care of him and raised him like a child. Even for Senel, I didn't do my best.

He went from a little baby who could only curl up in my arms to sleep, to a little toddler who would grab my trouser legs, and finally to a little boy with red lips and white teeth.

His mind is still like a child who hasn't grown up, he doesn't talk too much, he doesn't dare to meet too many people, and he can't even tell me I love you.

Mitchell always chased me and said he loved me.Now it's finally the other way around, I'm giving every day, and he'll never understand.

Perhaps this is the punishment he left for me.

I didn't cherish the little guy who was so devoted to me, and he got hurt and heartbroken, so he left, and there was only a separate shell left, and he stayed here, reminding me of the wrong things I did back then .

I even got jealous of Harris.

Although he also hurt my little angel, he stayed in his body forever in this extreme way.

But I have to be grateful to him. If he hadn't sacrificed his life to save Mitchell, I might never see him today.

Another day, Mitchell woke up in my arms.

He still had traces of last night's passion on his body, rubbing his eyes and looking at me.

"Are you hungry?" I asked him.

He nodded.

So I got out of bed, told the maid to prepare breakfast, then went back to the bed and dressed Mitchell.

After a thousand years, I will never do the stupid thing of preparing a cot for him to sleep in again, that would seem extremely contemptuous.

Mitchell was very obedient, raising his hand when he asked him to raise his hand, and standing up when he asked him to stand up.He is very well-behaved.

I remembered what I said before, if he doesn't obey, throw him away.I don't know if he still remembers what I said subconsciously, he will obediently do what I say, even if he is unwilling to do some things, he will obey me.

In fact, he doesn't need to be so obedient, he can tell me what he doesn't like, and he can tell me what he doesn't want to do.I would rather he express his own opinion more and express his preferences.

Forget it, I can teach him slowly.

We still have a long time to teach slowly.

I sat him on my lap and fed him.

He was used to such intimacy and didn't feel anything wrong.

I watched his small mouth open and close, the pink tongue looming, very attractive.

He noticed my gaze and looked at me blankly.

I smiled and said, "It's okay, keep eating."

So he continued to eat breakfast obediently.

I also ate some in cooperation, and when he finished eating, I took him out.

He is still afraid of seeing people. I don't know if the things he did before have left a shadow on him. It seems that he always stayed in the palace before and rarely went out.

It's just that I paid too little attention to him before, and I never noticed the sadness on his face.

But not anymore, he is the only one in my world, and he is my everything.

I don't have a princess, he is my princess.

He led him to the first seat, level with me.

Every time, people would look at me in various ways, but he only dared to lower his head. Sometimes when he was anxious, he would sneak a glance at me, and then he would calm down.

I love how he feels this trust, like I'm his backbone.

I reached out and took his hand.

He held my hand instead, and the timidity in his eyes dissipated a little.

Senel sat below, with his friends.

Sometimes he would look up at us with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

He was still a little childish, everything was written on his face.

I hope he can like Mitchell, after all, he was born with Mitchell's hard work.

So I deliberately asked Mitchell to play with Seigneur on the grounds that I was busy.

Then I sneaked up and saw Mitchell huddled in a corner while Saignel was playing ball with someone else.

"Why don't you go over there?" I walked up to Mitchell and ran my hand through his hair.

Mitchell looked up at me, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"He doesn't like me," he said to himself.

"Did you say Senel, he likes you." I sat next to him and looked at him.

"No." Mitchell shook his head, "He likes Raphael." Having said that, he asked again, "Who is Raphael?"

"Raphael is his father, but you are also his father." I hugged him and comforted him softly: "Seneil is too young, he will be sensible in the future."

Mitchell looked at me silently with watery eyes, but said nothing.

I could see that he liked Senel, maybe he remembered that it was an important person in his life, a child he tried to protect.

Sometimes I wish Mitchell could stay like this, because he doesn't understand anything, so he doesn't think about the past that made him sad.

Except for the fact that he doesn't love me, everything else is actually perfect.

I leaned on the pillar and watched Mitchell squatting on the ground, playing with the little wolf cub raised by the captain of the guard.

He tore the beef in his hand into small strips and fed it to the little boy with a focused expression.

Suddenly it began to rain, and he spread his wings to shield the little wolf cub from the rain.

While he was looking up at the sky, I walked up behind him and spread my wings to cover him.

He hugged the little wolf cub and stood up, and I also raised my wings a little bit.

There was a little smile in his eyes, he looked at me, and hooked the corners of his lips.

He said: "Yuyu...wet...you."

I wiped the rainwater off his hair with my sleeve, and said, "It's okay, it's fine if I can help you block it. Do you want to go back?"

Mitchell nodded at me holding the wolf cub: "Okay, go back."

I took him to the building and saw that he was still hugging the wolf cub and didn't let go. I asked, "What's the matter, don't you want to pay it back?"

Mitchell nodded.

I said, "Its owner will be in a hurry. If you want it, I'll bring you a new one, okay?"

"Yeah." Only then did he agree, and put the little guy down.

Later I brought him a puppy back.He still can't tell the difference between these two things, he just keeps it for fun.I love seeing him so focused, it's so charming in that way.And he has something to accompany him, so I don't have to be so lonely when I have too many things to spare to accompany him.

He would still go to Senel, even though Senel paid little attention to him.

I was at a banquet that day, and I was discussing with the lords of the dependent areas whether to continue annexing the surrounding small territories, or to develop the planting industry first.

That's when Senel came running in and told me Mitchell was gone.

I had no choice but to end the banquet and follow him out.

Mitchell has always been obedient, he will not go out without saying a word.

When I pressed him, Senel spoke out because he had said something irritating to Mitchell.

What he said to Mitchell was: "I am Raphael's son, and I have nothing to do with you, a fallen angel. Father doesn't like you at all, he should be with Raphael."

I slapped Senel.This is the first time I hit him.

I berated him: "Stop saying things like that to Mitchell again."

Senel didn't dare to refute, covered his face and followed me to search.

I guess Mitchell shouldn't be able to run far, so let the soldiers search the city of Rennes.

Someone later came to report to me that Mitchell had been seen out of town.

Mitchell doesn't even go out much, where can he go out of Rennes?I guessed that he went to the God Realm, and quickly rejected this idea.

I suddenly thought of a place, but I was not sure.But I still called out to Senel, and we spread our wings and flew out together.

On the way, it began to rain again.

It is the rainy season in the Demon Realm, and it rains every two days, which is really troublesome.

I usually don't care about it, but now that Mitchell is missing, I find the rain annoying.

I went to the forest with Senel.

When I finally found Mitchell, he had a high fever from the rain and cold.

He huddled in the hollow of the mountain where we had been together.

Thankfully, even after all these years, the little cave still exists.

It's like a testament and a souvenir.

I fell in love with Mitchell here many years ago.

Years later, I found Mitchell here.

I reached out to hug him, but he avoided my hand and shrank back inside.

"Mitchell, come home with me," I said.

He was awakened a little by my voice, he opened his eyes, and when he saw it was me, tears welled up.

He opened his mouth and moved his tongue awkwardly, as if he wanted to say something.

My intuition made me stop and look at him quietly.

Like a babbling child, after several efforts, he finally let out a soft cry from his lips: "pei... pei um."

Surprisingly, I squatted down in front of him, grabbed his shoulders, shook him, and said, "Say it again, Mitchell, say it again."

He spoke a little more sharply this time, and said, "pei...Pain."

I never imagined that one day I would almost have tears in my eyes over something as simple as him calling out my name.

"Yes, I'm Payne. I'm here to take you home," I said.

"Don't... go home... Payne, there is Raphael... I'm here, it's good." He said these words intermittently.

Senel had a look of embarrassment after hearing this.

I was heartbroken, and I said, "No, Payne likes you. Payne only likes Mitchell now, and he will only like Mitchell in the future."

"Payne... don't want me." He curled up, tears rolled down, burning my palm.

"My little white pigeon, how could Payne not want you? He was just too stupid to cherish you." I looked at him with eyes full of love.

"You lied to me..." He began to cry, then passed out in my arms.

My heart was throbbing, I hugged him and kissed him tenderly on the forehead.

I carried him back, and Senel followed behind me without saying a word.

I brought in a therapist to work on Mitchell and watched him lying on the bed.In his drowsiness, his expression eased.

Senel stood on the side with his hands down, with a little worry on his face.

I tucked Mitchell under the blanket and called Senel out.

I said to him: "Seneil, although you are the child of me and Rafael, if Mitchell hadn't paid an unimaginable price, you wouldn't have appeared."

Senel asked me after listening, "Is he all right?"

"It's okay, I'll take care of him." I said.

After Mitchell recovered, he stopped looking for Senel, but Senel would come to see him every now and then.

Every time he came, Mitchell was so happy, and would hand out the candy I gave him for Senel to eat.

It's just that he became more cautious, for fear of making Senel unhappy.

Senel was very distressed by this and complained to me: "Father, I don't hate him anymore, but why is he so afraid of me?"

I taught him: "Senelle, never hurt someone who might mean a lot to you in any way, physically or emotionally, no matter how irrational your situation. Scars always heal, But that person will always remember the pain and it will scare him."

I can only teach him the best I can.Senel is a bit like me, he always doesn't know how to cherish when he has it, and only regrets it after losing it.

After that incident, Mitchell seems to have regained a little memory.

One day he took me to a place where there was a grave.

He pointed to the wild flowers on the side of the road and said, "Flowers, flowers."

I picked some for him, and he went back to the grave with the flowers and put them on top.

He pointed to the remaining flowers in my hand, pointed to the grave, and motioned me to give the flowers too.

I guessed that this was the tomb of Harris, my former enemy, and I had mixed feelings in my heart.

I looked at Mitchell's eager look that I thought I didn't understand what he meant, so I had to squat down and look at the grave.

"Harris, you hurt my little white dove, I really want to dig your grave." The expression on my face was a little fierce, and I slowly changed my breath, "But if you didn't save him, I wouldn't have saved him either." There will be another chance to make up for what I missed."

I put the flowers down and took Mitchell by the hand and pulled him back.

Before I left, I turned my head and took a look, and said to the grave, "Thank you."

I picked up Mitchell, spread my wings and flew him back.

With the howling wind in my ears and my lover in my arms, I leaned over and kissed Mitchell on the face, and said, "Little White Pigeon, I love you."

He immediately narrowed his eyes with a smile, that was the sweetest time he ever smiled at me.

Mitchell, thank you.Thank you for coming back to me.

I love you.