The sand sculpture little sun dressed as a paranoid villain

"Fu Yiyang, what's the matter?" Ye Zhuo said, "Why are you hiding from me?"

Fu Yiyang pursed his lips tightly, but did not speak.

"I, what did I do to make you unhappy, tell me." Ye Zhuo said these words with great difficulty.

He has lived for 384 years, and he has never said such a thing to the sun god or his best friend Xuanjiu.

But Fu Yiyang still didn't speak.

Ye Zhuo was full of doubts, in order to confirm the general, he simply took another step forward.

The smell of the sun all over his body covered the sky and the earth, Fu Yiyang lost his eyes, but he really took another step back.

very firm.

To be so determined!

isn't it?

No, no, it's not true that there will be gods who are disgusted by their own believers, right?

There really are!It's me!

Never thought that the clown was himself!

Ye Zhuo exploded: "What! You really think I need you as a believer!" He shouted, stretched out his hand to push Fu Yiyang, turned around and ran back into the room.

AI then closed the door of the room.

Fu Yiyang's mind seemed to be half dizzy and half awake.

The dazed one breathed in the smell of the air almost longingly, counting on, even humbly begging that the smell could last a little longer.

The one who was awake was expressionless, pointing out sharply: "There won't be any good things that will stop for you. The deeper you sink in now, the more painful it will be when you peel it off."

Fu Yiyang began to feel regretful.Perhaps it has been a mistake since the first light.

It's just that he was bewitched by the light and couldn't make the right choice.

Ye Zhuo became annoyed when he ran back to the room.

His follower is so pitiful, so vulnerable, why should he push him?Ah, Ye Zhuo, you actually did such a thing!Believers must be very sad!

After a long while, Ye Zhuo did some psychological training for himself, and walked out of the room timidly, intending to comfort his pale and sad believer, but the living room was empty, and Fu Yiyang was no longer there.

Ye Zhuo almost didn't come up in one breath: Oh heartless believer!

He just threw the noodles and the bowl away.

The nutritional supplements are delicious, and he wants to drink strawberry-flavored nutritional supplements!

Lying on the slime sofa, Ye Zhuo just felt angry and at a loss, obviously he was fine before, obviously he sang a song with Fu Yiyang yesterday that could make him have sweet dreams, obviously he felt that the relationship with Fu Yiyang had changed It's getting closer, why is it like this today.

What the hell is he mad about?

Until bedtime, Fu Yiyang didn't come back.

But the next morning, when Ye Zhuo woke up, he was shocked to find a problem: there was no breakfast.

Just, the breakfast that would have been left on the table every day was gone.

there is none left? ? ?

Ye Zhuo checked the top, bottom, left, and right sides of the table, and finally confirmed that there was really no breakfast, and Fu Yiyang didn't leave breakfast for him! ?

No, AI said, Fu Yiyang didn't come back last night at all!

Ye Zhuo was shocked: I have never seen such a believer!This believer is so, so, so bold!

After he finished eating the nutritional supplements in anger and aggrieved, his little friend Yu Zhan came to ask him to go to class with him.

Ye Zhuo was mourning, while Yu Zhan chatted about the school forum by himself.

The song "Surrender", the Academy of Sciences had greeted Ye Zhuo, had all been removed from the star network, and there were almost no traces of it.It's just that all kinds of gossip related to Ye Zhuo still build tall buildings in Xiyuan's internal forum.

The latest one is like this: [The latest!Extra!Gossip! 】Ye Kneeling wants to divorce Fu Er, and married Fu Xiaocao, congratulations Ye Kneeling finally got his wish!

"Hahaha, don't you think this building is funny! Fu Er——Fu Yiyang, he treats you so well, and even cooks for you. You guys are so sweet, why did you get divorced?" Yu Zhan told Ye Ye as if it was a joke. cut to listen.

Ye Zhuo thought sadly: no more, no more meals, no more breakfast, and I’ve been eating nutritional supplements lately woo woo woo…

"What's the matter with the divorce?" He said angrily.

In the next second, Yu Zhan rushed over: "A Zhuo, you smell good! If you divorce Fu Yiyang, I will marry you!"

Ye Zhuochao pushed him away in disgust: You don't know how to cook, you can't give me the power of faith, and you can't speak nice words like Yu Xingnan...

"Hurry up and work harder, Yu Xiaozhan!" Ye Zhuo shook his shoulder and said, you don't even have the qualifications to be my follower now!

I met a few other students on the way, and when I finally entered the classroom, it turned into a crowd of people surrounded Ye Zhuo like stars, and some people waved in the classroom, "Ye Zhuo, sit here. "

Standing at the door of the classroom, Ye Zhuo looked at Fu Yiyang who was sitting in the corner of the classroom at first glance.Still in the last row, he lowered his head slightly, looking at the things on the screen in front of him with a focused expression.

Did not give him a look.

Ye Zhuo: You are gone!

He was so angry that he walked to the middle of the classroom with a sullen face and sat down. Several students around him were muttering and chatting beside him. He didn't have much to say, so he crazily complained about Fu Yiyang in his mind with 666, and complained about [-] yuan. Character.

I didn't listen to the whole morning class at all, I stopped singing, and my mouth shape was wrong, so I was busy complaining in my head.

In the end, he complained so much that he actually complained until he was completely out of breath, not angry at all, um...

"If he kneels down and begs for my forgiveness, and cooks another 20 feasts to sacrifice to me, I will forgive him reluctantly." Ye Zhuo said to 666 aloofly.

666: "The gods are great and wise!"

In short, after making complaints, Ye Zhuo was refreshed. It happened that class was over at this time, so he pushed away the A, B, C and D who were entangled around him and ran to the back of the classroom, next to Fu Yiyang, and poked him. He poked him, and said condescendingly: "The favor of the gods is not the reason for your arrogance."

"You may lose the favor of the gods at any time."

"As a believer, you should have sacrificed all your devotion to the gods. (and food)"

"No. [-] believer, this god can tolerate your temporary mistakes."

"Fu Yiyang, what's wrong with you... Whoever bullies you, I'll beat him for you!"

Fu Yiyang just felt a little dazed.

There was a distance of one meter between them, but Ye Zhuo's smell was almost pervasive.

He stood there, as if gathering all the energy of the sun, making Fu Yiyang feel hungry.

There are thousands of claws grabbing his heart.

He seemed to be back when he was a child. Fang Yuzhi didn’t know where he went. He ate everything at home and was so hungry that he wanted to eat all the cotton in the quilt. When he saw a piece of food, no matter what it was, he wanted to pounce on it. Bite it in your mouth and say it.

Fu Yiyang swallowed subconsciously.

The emotions in my heart are uncontrollable and ready to come out.

But he hated himself for it.

He hated his wanting.He hated feeling out of control.

He almost exhausted all his strength, stood up calmly, took a step back, and said, "The transaction is over. I don't need your light anymore, and I don't need you to heal my mental power."

He repeated: "The deal is closed."

It was like a lightning strike.

Ye Zhuo felt that he was smoking.

angry.

Ye Zhuo took three deep breaths, trying to restrain his fury—ahhh, I can't control it!

"Fu Yiyang, do you really think that you alone can provide the power of faith?" He said.

"Just wait for me! I'll find believer No. [-] in minutes!"

After he finished speaking, he walked back to his original seat. Yu Zhan wanted to talk to him, but he interrupted him.He said, "I'll sing a song for you."

"Okay, okay!" Yu Zhan nodded desperately.

Ye Zhuo opened his mouth, and he sang the song "Piety".

The lyrics are not clear, and even the melody itself is ethereal, but so powerful, the sound seems to penetrate the skin, reach the bottom of the heart, reach the mind, reach the depths of the soul, a very deep place.

The whole mood seems to be under control.

It's just a few tens of seconds of music, people around feel that time seems to have passed a hundred years, time flies, and the sea has changed, but the singer is always high above him, he is so holy, so noble, so solemn and not profane , not to be polluted by everything in the world, he should sit on the throne, and they are willing to kneel down and kiss the land he stepped on, devoutly dedicating their lives, souls, and everything.

The singing stopped, and the emotion reached its peak. The people around were all staring at Ye Zhuo with fascinated faces, without saying a word.

In the end, it was Yu Zhan who was drooling, grabbed Ye Zhuo's hand, and said affectionately, "Can I kiss your hand? Just one!"

Immediately, the second person said: "I have a brooch designed by the great designer KK 200 years ago. I want to dedicate it to you. Can I kiss the corner of your clothes? I really want to kiss..."

The third person: "I have the dew of the Kankali galaxy in my bedroom, Ye Zhuo, I want to dedicate it to you. Can you give me a photo of you? I want to hang it by my window."

The fourth person: "I, I, I have nothing left, only the little movies I have saved for many years, I dedicate them all to you, okay? You don't have to do anything, just let me watch you."

Ye Zhuo: ...you talk so much, what about my power of faith?

He waited for a while before he was sure that he really didn't have the power of faith!

What kind of big designer's brooch, what kind of dew, and what kind of small movie, what the hell, he doesn't want it, he only wants the power of faith!Why is there no power of faith at all!

This...will not be monopolized by that guy Fu Yiyang...

Ye Zhuo wanted to cry... No, I want the power of faith... Why did I sing "Piety", but instead of gaining a power of faith, I got a bunch of strange guys instead.

Almost half of his reserve believers are sitting here, so can none of the reserve become his official believers?

What kind of human suffering is this.

But should he bow his head to Fu Yiyang?impossible!

After thinking about it, he couldn't help but look back at Fu Yiyang, and then quickly averted his eyes.

Fu Yiyang felt that he was going crazy.

The singing voice that he had heard once faintly rang in his ears, and he had no way of judging whether it was real or a hallucination if there was a faint smell of the sun.

It was as if something was tearing at his heart.

On the one hand, the black vines in Fu Yiyang's heart entangled more vigorously, clamoring why he has these, why can he sing in the sun like this, destroy him, destroy this person, and pull him into his darkness .

On the one hand, Fu Yiyang felt that his heart was tightly clenched by one hand.Squeeze him, manipulate him, tell him you've heard the light, you've seen the light, you can't pretend you didn't see it.

Why is this person, what exactly?what exactly is it?

Find out why, find out why, find out what made him lose control, he needs to find out!

When he was in a mess, Fu Yiyang saw a group of people talking around Ye Zhuo, and someone held Ye Zhuo's hand, wanting to kiss him.

The fire in his chest ignited instantly, he had never had such an urge to destroy everything.

Before he could control himself, a mecha obeyed the call and fell from the sky, smashing the newly repaired wall of the teaching building of the music department to pieces again.

There were shouts, screams, footsteps, heavy objects falling, and walls shattering.

It is a familiar scene.

Last time, when the mech suddenly bumped into him, someone quickly walked up to him, gave him the sun, gave him light, gave him warmth, and asked how he was doing.

Not anymore, this time, not anymore.

He has nothing.