[Comprehensive] The boy accused by his younger brother

Lucifer absorbed the ball of light that Sariel gave him, and when he opened his eyes, there was another gleam of light in his eyes.

A pair of wings slowly spread out behind him, another pair of wings stretched out from under the wings, and a pair of wings continued to grow from below, a total of six wings!

The six pairs of wings are not long, only about one meter.Unlike Sariel's or Medanzo's wings, Lucifer's wings are not snow-white, with golden and silver rays intertwined and intertwined.

A meter of sunlight shone on the furry wings, faintly revealing the mottled luster of stars, reflecting countless rainbow halos, illuminating his eyes.The big black eyes had turned into azure blue, and the pupils seemed to be filled with sparkling diamonds of all sizes.The black hair gradually revealed a bright golden light, hanging down to her shoulders like seaweed.It seems that there is less childishness and more nobility, and the whole body exudes innate nobility and delicacy.

"No, kid, did you go for plastic surgery while I was away?"

With a long voice, Yize leaned lazily against the door, raised his eyebrows and smiled without hesitation.

"Plastic surgery?"

"It's just that she looks different from before. Not only does she look better, but she also has something more."

The light on Lucifer's body subsided a lot, he looked at Yize, "Why have you been gone for so long, even if you praise me, it's not enough to offset your guilt."

"Do you want to be so serious? I'm just going to buy some things I need." Ize is not afraid of Lucifer's threat at all. What he hears the most these days is "I can't forgive you" and "I will punish you if I offend you". Kind of, so now I don't feel it at all.Even if the child said it, he would probably listen to it as a joke.

"It takes so long to buy things? Don't use those excuses to perfuse me, but I... In short, I can tell the truth from what you said." Lucifer looked at Ize like a little adult, frowned for a while and said: "Your What happened to the wings? Show me."

Ize walked over slowly, the left half of the wing stretched out in front of Lucifer.Half of the white wings were scorched, and all the black hair around them were burnt off. There were blood drops dripping from the exposed flesh, and some of them even exposed the bones. smell.

Lucifer's face was ashen, with strong anger intertwined in his eyes, his voice was low and full of killing intent, "Who did it?"

Yize smiled lightly and said, "Why, you feel sorry for me."

"Who did it?"

Seeing that the child was about to explode, Ize had no choice but to put away the joke, "It's nothing, just carelessness."

"Accidentally? Do you think I'm stupid?" Lucifer suddenly tightened his grip on Ize's arm, "Say it or not!"

Yize looked at Lucifer's sinister eyes, and slightly lowered his eyes, "I'm just the second wing."

It is not the six wings that are not uncommon in the seventh day, nor the four wings that can be seen everywhere, but the mere two wings.

Heaven is a place of goodness and hope, but the struggle for power and rights has never stopped.As long as there are individuals with separate conscious existence, struggle and bullying will appear everywhere.

Ize wouldn't say that he was bullied by some angel, and he didn't have to tell the reason, he just pointed out that he was a second wing who didn't deserve to stay on the seventh day, and with Lucifer's IQ, he would definitely guess the reason.

He would not tell Lucifer that he could avoid this injury, or he could also heal it.It's just that through the observations of the past few days, he has been watched by many angels. Once he reveals his strength that does not match his own, it will be even more troublesome.

What's more, feeling that contrary to the gloomy gaze, the child's hands touching his wings were extremely cautious, as if he was afraid of hurting Izzy if he struck hard.

The hand seemed to be unconsciously controlled, and he raised it to rub the child's hair.Seeing the child's stunned expression, Yize smiled happily and said, "I'm fine, really."

Blinking his eyes, Lucifer finally came to his senses, he pushed away Ize's hand, and hummed: "Tch, I don't care about you."

"Hey... it hurts..."

"What's wrong? I bumped into it?"

Ize let go of the hand covering his wings, and the corner of his mouth raised a deeper arc: "Aren't you concerned about me this time?"

Lucifer shook off Ize's hand, turned around and climbed onto the flowing stone.After climbing for a long time with short legs, he failed to step on the stone and almost fell to the ground.When he failed in the third attempt to kick a rock, he was hugged from behind. "Little carrot has a big head, and you know you're messing with me."

Holding the child's soft body with both hands, there was a faint sweet smell of milk from him.Ize took a breath in satisfaction, then smiled and said, "Why are you so cute?"

Lucifer opened his teeth and paws in Ize's arms like a cat whose fur has exploded, "Let go! Otherwise, I won't be able to spare you!"

Yize hugged him and put him on the marble bed, "Wait for me obediently."

"Hey!"

Yize turned around, just in time to see Lucifer's gaze fell on his injured wing, he hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, I'll be back in a while."

This time Ize really didn't lie to Lucifer, not long after, he returned to the room with the tray.

The child looked at the eight cups of milky white liquid on the tray, frowned and said, "I don't drink milk."

"This is not the milk you imagined. Try how it tastes. If you don't like it, I won't let them persuade you to drink milk in the future." Ize picked up the glass filled with one-fifth of the milk, put a small bowl Pour the clear red juice into it, stir it well, and pass it to Lucifer, "Taste it."

The child pouted, but still took the cup and took a sip.

"How about it?"

Swallowing the milk in his mouth, the child looked at Ize in disbelief, then at the milk in his hand, and drank the rest of the cup in one go. "What's this?"

"It's delicious, I didn't lie to you."

There was still a strong strawberry fragrance in his mouth, and the child pretended not to care, "It's not bad, it's not bad." As he spoke, his eyes turned to the rest of the quilt.

Izzy smiled and didn't tell him the truth.He picked up the second glass of milk and poured light yellow juice this time, "This one will be delicious too."

"It's okay." The child looked at the milk glass with brighter eyes. Every time he drank it, the taste was different, but the taste was getting better and better.He couldn't help but look forward to what kind of milk those cups contained. This kind of attempt was very novel to him.

After mixing the cups, Ize handed them to the child. He narrowed his eyes in satisfaction after watching the child finish drinking, and said, "How about it, I won't hate drinking milk in the future."

"How did you do it?"

"It's just adding milk to fruit juice, which can make a different taste and allow you to continue drinking milk." Ize looked at the milk marks on the child's mouth and said with a smile, "In this way, you can drink milk every day."

The child turned his head away and said forcefully, "It's none of your business, it's fine if I don't drink milk."

"Really? Why do I feel that milk is very important to you? If it weren't for that, the Four Wings wouldn't be persistently bringing it to you every day, and persuading you to drink it."

"Stupid! How could I need such a boring thing!"

Seeing the child pretending not to care, Yize smiled and didn't bother to expose it.He walked to the marble bed and was about to pick up the tray, but was held back by the child.

"Ok?"

Lucifer pulled Ize's injured wing and helped him bandage it.He is not a healing angel of the light system, and he has not recovered to his previous level during recuperation from heavy injuries, so he can only help Ize's wounds first.

Izzy raised the corner of her lips, "Thank you."

The child looked at Yize disapprovingly, he was just worried that after this person was injured, he would not be able to drink such delicious fruit milk.

It's not about him!

The author has something to say: I can only write so much, the weather is too hot to write calmly. . . . .continue tomorrow