God doesn't want me to be human

When the dawn finally arrived, Lu Jia woke up with blue eyes.

The elf with his arms around his waist opened his light purple eyes, then hugged Lu Jia in his arms, resting his chin on the top of Lu Jia's head, he reached out and stroked Lu Jia's hair casually.

"morning."

Afro's voice was hoarse after waking up.

"morning."

Lu Jia just wanted to save herself from Afuluo's arms.

He didn't want to vomit, he just wanted to leave Afro's arms.

Afro let go of him, got out of bed and stood on the white floor.

There was light falling in, and the beautiful silver-haired elf was bathed in the morning light, and when she looked back, her light purple eyes were slightly curved.

"Today we're going to catch the little flower elf."

A new day is also colorful.

This colorful day lasted for half a month. During this period, Lu Jia followed Afuluo to complete the following achievements:

【Catch the Little Flower Fairy】

【Pull off the most beautiful feather of the colorful bird】

【Training unicorns in formation】

……

And now, it's all over.

Now Afro prefers to stay in the hall, sit on the throne and listen to Lu Jia's reading, or watch other elves perform in the hall.

After the wave of elves who came to perform left, Lu Jia looked up at the elves on the throne.

The elf with long silver hair lowered his eyes halfway, and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the throne.

He seemed to have calmed down a bit.

Lu Jia thought so.

The silver-haired elf raised his eyes, the light purple eyes were as beautiful as a dream, just like him.

Even though they have been together for more than half a month, Lu Jia still feels unreal.

He was always worried that Afro had disappeared.

Especially when Afro asked him that question.

- You will always remember me, right?

--I will always remember you.

Lu Jia also had the feeling that the beautiful elf in front of him would disappear at any time.

"Let's go."

The beautiful elf stepped down from the throne and took Lu Jia's hand.

"Let's go outside."

They have rarely gone out in recent days.

Aphrodite landed on Lu Jia's hand and walked aimlessly around the hall, like a king casually patrolling the territory.

They passed by the bird's nest where Lu Jia lived.

The gray bird's nest in the bushes still looks so warm and comfortable.

They passed the creek.

In the stream, the brothers and sisters of the fish and shrimp that Lu Jia gave to Afulo live happily.

They passed the orchard.

This time Afro will not hang Lu Jia upside down from vines to catch deer.

At last they came to the end of the brook, the land of the daffodils.

The flourishing daffodils are in clusters, the beautiful flowers hang down, facing the reflection in the water, all the beautiful flowers can be seen for a moment, and it is hard to tell which side is real and which side is illusory.

The faint fragrance of flowers blows with the wind.

Afro stopped, and he pulled Lu Jia to stand in front of the daffodil field, staring at the beautiful flowers with his light purple eyes.

"Is it beautiful?"

He asked Lu Jia.

Lu Jia nodded. A blooming narcissus is of course beautiful.

Afro was silent for a while, and gave a soft "hmm".

Then he took Lu Jia away.

Is there anything wrong?

Lu Jia, who was being dragged away, looked back and saw that the large daffodils were still blooming so beautifully.

The quiet Afro directly took Lu Jia back to the hall.

Afterwards, Afro never left the palace again.

The noon sun was just right, shining down from above.

Lu Jia sat on the ground and read books to Afro. After reading a book, he looked up at Afro on the throne.

The beautiful elf propped her forehead with one hand, her long silver hair was hanging down and winding like a galaxy, and her light purple eyes were half drooping.When the reading sound disappeared, the beautiful elf raised her eyes and looked at Lu Jia.

Lu Jia closed the book, looked at Afuluo, and said seriously: "Afuluo, I feel that something is wrong with you."

Afro hasn't stepped out of the hall for almost half a month, and she doesn't even let the elves perform anymore.

Aphrodite looks like now...

Looking at the indifferent elf with his head on one hand, Lu Jia was a little dazed.

He always felt that it was very familiar.

"No. Lu Jia, continue." The elf with long silver hair and light purple eyes urged softly.

Lu Jia finally remembered.

Aphrodite looks... a lot like Aphrodite.

It sounds like a mouthful.

But that's just... Afuluo's current appearance is very similar to the Afuluo's appearance that Lu Jia saw for the first time.

The beautiful Elven King and Aphrodite overlap.

But they were all alone.

Lu Jia couldn't control the uneasiness in his heart anymore, he dropped the book, got up and ran to Afuluo.

"Afro!" Lu Jia grabbed the elf's warm hand.

The lavender eyes of the elf on the throne watched him.

Caught.

Lu Jia's heart settled down.

Then I was a little overwhelmed by the gaze of the beautiful elf.

"It's time for us to take a nap." Lu Jia said dryly.

"Hmm." Afro lowered her eyes.

When the last day of the month came, Afro learned to stay in bed.

After three shots in the sun, Lu Jia was still hugged on the bed by Afro.

Lu Jia, who was hugged like a salted fish who had lost her dream, had given up struggling.

What's the use of struggling?It's useless again.

"Aphrodite." Lu Jia could only present the facts and reason. He looked at the refracted light on the ceiling and tried to reason. "You see, it's already very late."

"Yeah." Afro, who was holding Lu Jia, buried her head on Lu Jia's shoulder.

"Don't you think it's time for us to get up?"

"Lu Jia." The beautiful silver long-haired elf didn't answer this question, he still hugged Lu Jia tightly, his silver long hair scattered on the bed and on Lu Jia, "Will you always remember me?"

Lu Jia was silent.

It's not that he doesn't know how to answer, or that he's tired of this repeated question.

It's just that his heart was beating restlessly.

"Yes, I will always remember Afulo." Lu Jia repeated the only answer.

"Ah."

Afuluo still stayed in bed, and Lu Jia didn't persuade him to get up anymore.

The bedroom is quiet and warm.

After a long time, there was a knock on the door of the bedroom.

"My lord, the sacrifice is about to begin."

The silver-haired elf who had been hugging Lu Jia let go of Lu Jia, got up and got out of bed, and then stretched out his hand to Lu Jia.

"Let's go."

This elf has never been as beautiful as he is now. The bright galaxy is his long hair, the purple dream is his eyes, and the world dedicates all the beauty to him.

Lu Jia suddenly panicked.

Seeing that Lu Jia didn't hold his hand, the beautiful elf stepped back and took Lu Jia's hand.

Aurora landed and Lu Jia walked out of the bedroom, saw the happy elves who came to greet them outside the door, and then walked to the place of sacrifice surrounded by the elves.

By the lake, all the elves are doing their best to arrange sacrifices, flowers are hung on each elf, and fresh fruits are stacked neatly.Several newborns are playing and playing.There are laughter and laughter everywhere, and the fragrance of fruits and flowers is tangy.

It's a beautiful and joyous scene.

The place where the Elf King's chair was placed before was also placed with chairs made of flowers, but this time there are two chairs.

Afuluo and Lu Jia sat down on the chairs.

Looking at the scene of joy and happiness, Lu Jia was a little dazed.

He also attended the funeral last month.

At that time, he just arrived, but now he is already a princess—although this princess is almost equivalent to a humanoid pillow and a reading machine.

Lu Jia looked sideways at Afuluo beside her.

The beautiful elf with silver hair and light purple eyes is holding his forehead with one hand, with a leisurely posture and an indifferent expression.

Noticing Lu Jia's gaze, Afro looked sideways, the corners of her lips curled up with almost no arc.

"Lu Jia."

"I am glad to know you."

Lu Jia couldn't tell what it was like, he just wanted to cry.

Lu Jia tried her best to smile, and asked Afro, "I am also very glad to meet you. Is there anything I can do for you, Afro."

Afro shook her head and looked at the huge green mother tree on the other side of the lake.

Lu Jia lowered his head, staring at his palms in a daze.

"Princess, which flower do you like?" A large bouquet of flowers was brought into Lu Jia's sight.

Lu Jia raised his head and saw Dylan holding a bunch of flowers and enthusiastically letting him choose.

"Thank you." Lu Jia randomly pulled out a pink rose.

Dylan immediately left happily holding the flowers, and on the other hand, the elf who sold the flowers to the elf king also left happily.

Lu Jia looked down at the pink rose in her hand, and couldn't help thinking of the last sacrifice.

His hands trembled slightly.

The delicate pink rose in his hand seemed to be some kind of ominous incarnation.

He thought of the beautiful elf who seemed to have lost its color and been stripped of something during the sacrifice...

"Afro!" Lu Jia suddenly raised her head.

A graceful hand took the pink rose from his hand.

Aphrodite, who had taken the pink rose, pinned a daffodil to Lu Jia's ear.

"It suits you very well."

Lu Jia was too lazy to care about whether it was suitable or not. He grabbed Afuluo's hand and stood up: "We don't want to participate in the memorial service!"

Even though he didn't understand anything, Lu Jia didn't want Afuluo to participate in the memorial service.

Afuluo, who was still sitting on the flower chair, looked at Lu Jia who stood up and tried to pull him away, with a smile on his lips.

"I'm very happy, Lu Jia."

"But it doesn't matter, I just..."

He looked at the huge emerald green mother tree, and his light purple eyes were so beautiful that it made people fall into dreams.

"clang--!"

The crisp bell rang.

Afuluo let go of Lu Jia and walked towards the lake.

Lu Jia, who was tightly entangled by vines, could only watch him go away.

Aphrodite!

Someone threw the beautiful scroll entrusted to him back to the burning museum.

Lu Jia watched the beautiful elf walk towards the lake, her long silver hair slightly raised by the wind.

The beautiful figure finally stopped by the lake.

The memorial service begins.

All the elves knelt down and sang soft and beautiful songs devoutly.The singing is fluttering with the wind, filling the world gently, as if it can make people fall into a sweet sleep.

The elf standing at the front raised his head and looked at the huge green mother tree.

Lu Jia couldn't see his expression, but could only see a few strands of long silver hair blown up by the wind.

Aphrodite...

Lu Jia was so sad that she almost cried.

No, I have cried out.

Tears pattered down on the vines that wrapped around him.

As the memorial ceremony progressed, the elf standing by the lake lost its color at a certain moment.

The moment the elf lost its color, the vines on Lu Jia's body turned into light green spots and dissipated.

Even knowing it's too late——

Lu Jia still jumped over the crowd and rushed to the front, grabbing the hand of the beautiful elf.

"Aphrodite!"

The hand she held held Lu Jia's familiar warmth.

The dragged elf paused for a moment, turned around, and stared at Lu Jia with light purple eyes.

"Lu Jia?" He asked with some doubts.

Lu Jia's body and heart froze as he looked at the beautiful and familiar elf in front of him.

"Are you my princess?"

The elf with long silver hair and light purple eyes reached out and touched the daffodil next to Lu Jia's ear.

The wind blows gently, bringing the soft singing of the elves to the whole world.